Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1380 - 953, Attacking the Temple

Indeed, this is a phased mission.

Ever since Fang Hao entered this task space, he was certain it was a phased mission; if it were meant to end in one go, there's no way they would have dispersed the team members like this.

The guard army of the Black Mist Fortress seemed numerous, but upon engaging them, they weren't too difficult to clear out.

It wasn't even as hard as attacking a small indigenous village.

With one wave of attack from the Double-Headed Corpse Dragon, most were either dead or scattered in terror, essentially losing any capability to resist.

Even though they knew death meant they would be resurrected outside, when truly faced with death, with Dragon Breath or swords hacking down, very few transmigrators could remain unafraid.

Ta ta ta!!

At this moment, footsteps were heard; Di Ning Ning, with Kim Zhi He in tow, came bouncing in like close sisters.

They hardly knew each other for long, how did they become so close?

"Fu Lei, the people outside are asking what to do next," Di Ning Ning directly asked.

The reward points received were quite substantial.

If it was like last time, exchanging points for rewards, as long as they muddled through, the gains should be considerable.

Most importantly, letting them face this kind of battle themselves, there's a very high chance they'll get wiped out in one fell swoop.

You either carry the burden yourself or cling to someone else's coattails.

Looking at it now, it's clearly wiser to cling to coattails.

So, even though the Skeleton soldiers barred them outside, some still had Di Ning Ning inquire about the next step of the plan.

Fang Hao thought about it and said, "I saw there was food stored in the warehouse just now. Tell everyone to eat their fill before Level 2 starts, then we'll all enter the next task together."

He didn't need to eat, but the other transmigrators did need to replenish their food supplies.

Right after the battle ended, Fang Hao led a search in the warehouse.

There was no weapon or equipment, but there was plenty of preserved food.

Looking at it now, it's the food prepared by the instance task for the victorious side.

After all, the duration of Tier 1 task reached eight hours; to go without food, there wouldn't even need to be a battle; everyone would just collapse from hunger.

"Alright!" Di Ning Ning replied, and the two girls bounced off again.

Soon after, someone else walked in from outside.

It wasn't Di Ning Ning and her companion, but Zhen Fu Lei, who was in a rush!

Upon entering and seeing Fang Hao seated on a wooden chair to the side, a look of surprise immediately flashed across his face.

"Boss." Fu Lei stepped forward two paces.

Fang Hao was also surprised; impersonating someone else, he didn't expect to be in the same space.

"Ah, you're in this space too? I didn't see you just now," Fang Hao quickly said.

Fu Lei scratched his head, "I was rushing in with a group on the left side. By the time we got there, the city gates were already open. Oh, by the way, boss, why are you using my name? They were howling outside, it was pretty scary."

Ah, this...

Caught red-handed impersonating someone else.

He said, "Well, I was playing dead! When they asked, I just blurted out a name."

"Oh!"

Fang Hao continued, "You being here is perfect; get a head count of our people, so if anything comes up, we can make arrangements together."

"Okay!" Without saying much, Fu Lei accepted the task and headed back out.

...

After eating their fill, only half an hour remained on the final countdown timer.

Fang Hao gave a couple of brief motivational speeches, then led everyone to confirm their entry into the Level 2 task.

A burst of light enveloped everyone, and they disappeared from view.

When their sight returned, they found themselves in a strange camp.

The perimeter wall made of logs and adobe, and temporary cabins constructed from logs around the perimeter.

It was even more rudimentary than a mountain bandit camp.

The attire on their bodies remained the same, still the rebel army's attire, but each person had a red ribbon tied to either the shoulder or the neckline.

As red and bright as blood.

Before they could take a clearer look around, the system prompt sounded again.

[Level 2 task initiated.]

[Task Name: The Temple of the Dying.]

[Task Description: After relentless effort, the aging King finally acquired divinity, his body returned to vigor, and his life forged immortal.

His once dormant ambitions began to stir anew, as he started waging wars to conquer the entire continent, while his subjects lived day by day in anxious survival.

Until a war of gods, which left him in a state of near death, devout followers and servants built for him a Temple, establishing the Divine Artifact for revival within, rumored that upon flesh and blood reuniting, gods would once again descend.]

[Task Requirement: Before the Temple's energy convergence is complete, destroy the Temple to prevent the energy from accumulating.]

[Death Rule: If the Lord dies, the mission automatically fails, and you're ejected from the task space, heroes may resurrect at the altar after death, but soldier units cannot revive.]

[Task Countdown: 4 hours 59 minutes...]

Silence fell over the room as everyone silently watched the task prompts.

Fang Hao was also carefully reading it.

The task description was complex, but boiled down to a building capture battle.

The rebels needed to destroy the Temple, and it was not hard to guess that the defenders' task was to protect the Temple.

However, this time's task countdown was 5 hours; the building couldn't be far from here.

It was the right decision to let everyone eat and rest in advance.

If they were to eat now, it would be a waste of time.

Nothing much to say about the task, and the current transmigrators posed no threat to him, just follow the task, and that's it.

Even if some special situation were to occur, he could still try to display some divine powers to complete the subsequent tasks.

A simple task is written so complicatedly.

Fang Hao was about to look up to reorganize the troops, but his face suddenly furrowed with concern.

Something's not right!

Past tasks were always concise, a few words were enough to explain clearly what transmigrators needed to do.

Why write so much today?

"Boss, what's wrong?" Zhen Fu Lei leaned in and asked softly.

Fang Hao's brow remained furrowed, "It feels a bit too much!"

"How so?"

"Past tasks descriptions have always been very simple. This time, it also recounts the past events of the other party, it just feels like it's telling us that this deity is real, and might actually exist."

Temple deities aren't exactly a novel concept.

However, gods are still quite distant from them.

Of course, Fang Hao is an exception, he wouldn't know he had become a god, and even if he did tell, it's not like Fu Lei or Zhang Bin would necessarily believe him.

Indistinguishable from an ordinary person in every way.

After pondering over this statement, he countered: "Boss, are you suggesting that if this deity were to come back to life, it would truly be alive?"

Fang Hao thought for a moment and then shook his head, "It just feels like the story is a bit complicated; the likelihood isn't that high. Sending transmigrators to fight gods, isn't that a joke?"

"Yeah, right!"

They basically understood the mission, and there really wasn't anything special about it.

The tasks announced by the system always revolved around fighting and killing, devoid of any overly complicated schemes or strategies.

As long as they followed the rules and took their rewards when the time came, all would be well.

Clap, clap!!

With two claps of his hands, he got the attention of the rest.

He declared loudly, "Everyone is clear on the mission, right? Let's now recruit troops. Once we are ready, we'll set off, as we don't have much time in this second phase."

"Okay!"

"Yes!"

The rebellion army responded scatteredly and began to line up towards the central flag.

During the wait in line, they started making arrows and carrying out final preparations.

After the victory in the first tier, the rebellion army was fairly convinced by him, all compliantly following his orders without any troublemakers popping up.

Fang Hao had three tokens, Di Ning Ning brought back two, and after capturing Black Fog Fortress, everyone was rewarded with one.

[You have used a Recruitment Token, the resistance forces hidden around are now converging towards you.]

[Recruitment of resistance soldiers: Four-Armed Skeleton Generals 200, Blessed Archers 100.]

The types of soldiers were actually quite decent, with a dense forest clearly surrounding the camp.

If the temple from the mission was built within the dense woods, the combat power of the Blessed Archers would be affected, and they would be inferior to regular soldiers.

But it wasn't a big issue. When the target was unclear, having a variety of troops would allow them to make the most of their abilities.

Before long, all transmigrators had completed their recruitment.

The scattered forces transformed into an army tens of thousands strong.

The other transmigrators no longer followed Fang Hao but stood among their own troop types.

When the troop types emerged, each of them seemed like a lord strategizing behind the scenes.

No unnecessary chatter.

He picked two troop types from among the transmigrators that were good at forest scouting to act as scouts.

He then directly commanded the army to enter the dense forest, advancing towards the mission objective location.

...

At the mountaintop, inside the temple.

The exceptionally tall and strong 'Colridge' stood in the temple, his gaze fixed forward.

The number three in the world ranking, he easily obtained the command of the transmigrators.

The task in the second phase was to defend the temple until some sort of energy revival.

The mission was vaguely put, but the message was clear: guard the temple within the set time.

"What, are you nervous?" In the temple, a hero clad in golden armor, with a war blade hanging at his waist, spoke softly.

[Feral Rage Warlord - Bartelome (Orange Tier 5)]

Unlike the rebellion army, where everyone was rewarded with a recruitment token, the defense army was provided with defensive equipment and an orange tier 5 hero as a reward for completing the first tier mission.

Even among the transmigrators of that time, orange heroes were still a rare sight.

"No, I'm just contemplating the next tactics," Colridge responded.

"Heh! No need to worry so much. Those guys are just replacing their sickles with iron swords, it won't change much," the orange hero said deeply.

Colridge's gaze narrowed slightly, but he said nothing more.

It's just a mission, no need to argue about these things with NPCs.

"I'm going to take a look outside. If there's danger, I'll ask for your help," he said.

"Hmm!"

Colridge stepped out of the temple, followed by the defense army pushing cannons.

One by one, the cannons were pushed to the edge, aiming far down into the woodland below.

From their lofty vantage point, with defensive weaponry and a hero in command,

How could the rebellion army possibly win?

It seemed the defense army truly had no reason to fail.

...

The rebellion army members wove through the dense forest, advancing deep inside.

Dusk had fallen, and layers of treetops further darkened the forest interior.

The ground ahead sloped upward, and the light of day was dimming.

Neither the weather nor terrain gave them any advantage.

The mission was becoming more difficult.

Rustle, rustle, rustle!!

Just then, a scout that was dispatched earlier quickly returned.

He reported, "My Lord, there's someone dressed like us to the left."

Dressed like us?

Another part of the rebellion army?

Before anyone could respond, noisy and chaotic voices came from the edge of the group, as several people wearing the rebellion army's uniform strode over.

Stopped by the soldiers, a loud and impassioned voice called out, "I am Dong Jiayue, who is the leader of this group?"

All eyes gathered on her.

Clad in rebellion army attire, with a longsword at her waist, a spear in hand, and dark red bloodstains on her.

Her eyebrows hinted at a sharpness within.

She resembled a female general returning from a battlefield.

People on Fang Hao's side all widened their eyes simultaneously.

Dong Jiayue had arrived...