Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1388 - 961, Rebel Fortress

In the gloomy forest.

Aerygon, Zhang Bin, and others, arranged in neat formation, passed through the woods.

With the addition of dragon and winged dragon troops, Aerygon's army held the advantage.

In the first two phases of the battle, neither the transmigrators nor the troops suffered any casualties.

The cohesion of the army was also quite commendable.

After all, being the second in the world, they still retained prestige and reputation.

Zhang Bin commented, "It seems there is no danger."

Aerygon nodded, "Yes, but we still need to be cautious. We are already in the third phase, let's not have any issues."

"This should be the last phase. As long as we can prevent the awakening of the Tyrant God, we will be victorious," Zhang Bin spoke again.

Aerygon casually waved his sword, cutting through the thorns that blocked the path ahead.

Though he did not want to dampen the team's spirit, he still mentioned, "Savana has organized quite a number of people, this last barrier is the toughest."

The last barrier included not only Savana but also other major alliances.

Basically, apart from Fang Hao, every renowned major alliance responded to Savana's call and joined the defense forces.

Some did so to give face to Savana, while others genuinely believed the defense forces had the upper hand.

On the side of the resistance forces, apart from some scattered transmigrators and some stubborn minor alliances, the largest power were the vassal lords under Fang Hao.

Encountering resistance transmigrators, about fifty to sixty percent of them were people from the territories.

"Let's not talk about her, when the time comes for the final battle, find the boss, and everything will be resolved," Zhang Bin spoke again.

"Mm, if the third phase is indeed the last barrier, we will definitely encounter it," Aerygon also agreed to this idea.

The two whispered, when suddenly, two screams echoed from up ahead.

The casual chatter abruptly halted.

Everyone looked up towards the woods in front.

At this moment, someone came closer, "It should be the scouts' voices, the scouts were attacked."

Aerygon nodded, his expression turning solemn.

Following the scream, all became silent.

Meaning, the scouts didn't even have the chance to escape, they were instantly killed.

Aerygon raised his right hand high, making a gesture.

Everyone fell silent, carefully proceeding forward.

Entering the dense forest, soon at a position in front, they saw two scout corpses, decapitated, lying in a pool of blood.

Everyone was startled; they had been extremely cautious and careful before.

Yet danger still emerged.

However, the enemy was not hard to find.

In the depths of the forest ahead, stood a tall, thin figure, bare-chested, with his emaciated body showing his ribs clearly visible.

Holding a slender curved blade, he stood before the army, his head bowed.

A lone figure just stood there facing the massive army.

Like a solitary proud warrior.

[Blade of Flowing Streaming Shadows - Foster (Dark Gold Tier 1)]

Upon seeing the information of this person, Aerygon and the others immediately widened their eyes.

There was actually a Dark Gold Hero blocking their path.

"Prepare for battle..." Aerygon barely started to speak.

Whoosh!

The distant figure suddenly flashed and appeared right in front of Aerygon.

Before Aerygon and all the transmigrators could react, the slender curved blade was raised and struck Aerygon's neck.

Crack!

The sound of shattering porcelain rang out.

Belatedly realizing, Aerygon's face instantly turned pale, and he subconsciously reached for his chest.

The Heart-Preserving Mirror broke.

Furthermore, he was instantly killed, and the Heart-Preserving Mirror had acted as a sacrificial substitute.

Still stunned from the shock, the figure that had rushed to his front turned into a stream of light and returned to its previous location, head bowed and blade held low, as if it had never moved.

"Sir, you…"

Whoosh~!

The distant figure moved again, appearing instantaneously in front of the speaking troop, his blade sweeping across.

A head fell to the ground.

Following that, as if a film was replaying in reverse, the figure returned along the stream of light.

And the troop's head rolled to the side.

It did not return to its original place.

"What's happening…"

"How is his attack power so high."

Whoosh~ Whoosh!

The figure flashed again, and two heads hit the ground.

This time, it was two talking transmigrators.

Aerygon thought of something.But before he could even consider how to respond, there were soldiers running towards their fallen lords, and transmigrators loudly inquiring about the situation up ahead.

This movement, like triggering some mechanism.

The enemy became streaks of light, shuttling back and forth among the crowd, with heads falling one after another.

Blood sprayed everywhere in the air.

The entire army, instantly thrown into chaos.

The puzzled transmigrators, in their panic and confusion, lost all sense and directly issued an attack order.

Once the army moved, not fighting was no longer an option.

Aerygon widened his eyes, and had already guessed some logic behind the opponent's attack.

Having lost his only life-saving Heart-Preserving Mirror, he dared not speak rashly.

He could only use gestures to issue commands to the soldiers, and joined the ranks of the attackers.Large groups of troops with rifles and crossbows spread out, ready to aim.

Aerygon then mounted the giant dragon, taking to the sky with a group of winged dragon riders and dragons.

Meanwhile, Zhang Bin reached into his backpack and found two scrolls, tearing them open consecutively.

The next second, the ground under the Dark Gold Hero turned into a muddy bog, from which countless vines shot up.

In the instant he returned as a streak of light, they entwined around his ankles.

His movement suddenly paused.

In that moment of pause.

Countless bullets and arrows, dragon breaths from above, and hurling spears, arrived in the blink of an eye.

...

On the other side, between the two mountains at the pass.

Cleolando, leading the army, carefully passed through the middle.

After also undertaking the task of occupying the temple, they came to this place.

The narrow space and a faint mist made everyone in the troop extremely cautious.

Listening attentively to the surrounding movements.

Crack crack crack!

"What's that noise?" someone asked.

It sounded increasingly like the cracking of walls, causing everyone to tense up and look around nervously.

"Not in front, above us..."

Everyone looked up again, but the fog above was thicker, obscuring their vision.

But the sound, it indeed came from above.

Cleolando's brows furrowed slightly, this kind of noise aroused an ominous suspicion in her.

It was a sound she was familiar with.

Since meeting Fang Hao and currently residing in the Supreme Saint Golden City, she had often heard this sound.

The sound of an automaton being activated.

"Everyone, gather around me, infantry on the outside, ranged and transmigrators on the inside." Cleolando commanded loudly.

Everyone sprang into action immediately.

In haste, they formed a circular shield formation.

The shields on the outside, with spears poking out of the gaps.

The ranged fighters and the more fragile transmigrators were protected inside.

The shield formation had just been set up.

Boom~ Boom boom!

Sounds of heavy landing erupted.

On the cliffs, figures with verdigris camouflage of the troop type fell.

They were more than two meters tall, each wielding a long sword.

The rust on the swords was more severe than on their bodies, but their size and weight were enough to crush ordinary soldiers and transmigrators.

[Bronze Sentinel (Tier 10 Troop Type)]

A Tier 10 troop type.

Thump thump thump!

The next second, the automatons charged forward.

And 'Cleolando' also issued an order, shouting: "Not many of them, slaughter them all."

...

Outside a fortress hung with the heads of rebels.

"Attack!" Li Rong, holding a magic wand, pointed forward from afar.

Behind her, hundreds of mages simultaneously gathered spells, releasing them toward the fortress in front of them.

A barrage of fireballs streaked across the sky, leaving brilliant red trailing flames.

They smashed into the fortress in an instant.

Boom boom boom!!

Sounds of severe explosions erupted, and explosive flames rose within the fortress.

Unlike the others' approach to exploration.

Li Rong was fiercer and more decisive.

Since this was a task space, whether they were good or bad, to her they were all fictitious.

If she perceived danger ahead, she would inevitably start with a bombardment.

Inevitably, a bombardment would ensue.

Regardless of whether there were enemies or not.

In a troop mainly composed of mages, bombing one side wouldn't consume much magic power and would prevent danger from occurring.

Wham!

Indeed, after a round of bombing.

A large number of enemies surged out of the fortress.

After cursing from a distance, they began to charge towards her.

Li Rong waved her hand, continuing to command, "Lan Yang, it's your turn."

Tap tap!

The troops behind parted to create a path.

A giant golden-haired lion, leading a group of wild beasts including brown bears, wolves, and hawks, slowly stepped to the very front of the troop.

Behind the beasts was a mixed cavalry unit.

All were troop types recruited by various transmigrators within the team.

A black-skinned girl sat amongst the dense mane of the lion, glancing forward and saying, "Leave it to me."

Then she gestured to those behind her, "Cavalry, follow me to charge..."

Wham!

The golden-haired lion led the charge out of the formation, followed by the wild beasts and cavalry surging forward.

...

Fang Hao ordered the cleaning up of the battlefield.

Everyone began recovering their dropped equipment, and no one competed for them.

When they realized that the equipment dropped by the four-armed skeletons were all orange, everyone crowded around, chaotically asking for exchange terms.

Fang Hao exchanged some purple items and blue rifles with others.

As for the dropped orange gear, he collected it himself.

It was not mentioned, but these items could not match what he wanted, and introducing these equipments into the market could also cause issues.

Battlefield location.

Fang Hao, Dong Jiayue, and Fu Lei a few people, looked at the bodies in front of them.

Stripped off equipment, the living creature soldiers under their gaze rapidly lost flesh and blood, turning into a heap of white bones.

"So it really does absorb flesh and blood? Is such efficiency necessary?" Di Ning Ning was somewhat surprised, yet seemed to be complaining.

As soon as the bodies died, they began to absorb flesh and blood.

The visibly rapid transformation into a skeleton was indeed highly efficient.

"It's possible it's absorbing the bodies through the ground beneath our feet," Dong Jiayue theorized.

"Hmm, very likely," Fang Hao nodded, then looked back at his troops, "Let the wounded wrap up their wounds tightly, we're still unsure how exactly it's absorbing the flesh and blood."

The transmigrators behind him all nodded, passing the word along.

After resting on the spot sufficiently.

The army continued to advance.

After about half an hour, the trees around them became sparser, and the canopy overhead wasn't as dense.

They could see the clear, cloudless sky.

Walking for a few more minutes, they directly exited the forest, emerging into an open land.

In front, there was a temporary camp.

At the same time, the system's prompt sounded again in their ears.

[You have arrived at the rebel army's camp outside the fortress, reward points 50, recruitment token +1.]

Another token awarded.

And the building ahead should be where troops are recruited.

Having reached the stage of awakening divine beings, if not utilized, this token would merely be an ornament.

"Continue forward."

The army moved again, approaching the rebel army's fortress area.

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