Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1409 - 979, Poisonous Fog Swamp

Back to the main city.

Fang Hao, with several individuals in tow, headed straight for the Troop Hiding Cave outside the city.

Anjia followed behind, bombarding with questions: "Where are you going? What's this all about?"

According to the plan, today was meant for subjugating the Orc main city.

She was just about to head over with them.

But why did they return after just a short while, not even a few minutes?

And hastily striding forward, carrying two Orc captives no less.

As Fang Hao walked, he spoke, "Plans have changed; we need to verify a few things first."

Then, addressing a passing Skeleton craftsman he said, "Go to the residential area, tell all the heroes to head to Troop Hiding Cave number 1."

"Yes, my Lord," the Skeleton craftsman dropped the leather gear he was holding and quickly made his way to the residential area.

Anjia pondered for a moment but still pressed on, "Huh? We were all set for Beast King City, wouldn't it be better to deal with the Orcs first?"

Before getting a response, the triple-headed dagger at her waist took the initiative to speak.

"Anjia, you're so dense, of course, it's because they're afraid the God of Toxic, having been humiliated, might leak the happenings on the Orcs' side," said the left head.

"Dumb woman, brainless."

"How could you talk to Miss Anjia like that, you two idiots?"

Anjia's brow furrowed.

She flicked each of the three dog heads with a finger and said, "Shut up."

Fang Hao also spoke, "Right, we'll first kill the God of Toxic and then deal with the Orcs' affairs later."

The original plan did not account for the God of Toxic.

Once the main city was occupied, just negotiating some terms with the Orc leader would signal the end.

But now an unexpected situation has arisen.

The God of Toxic has surfaced out of nowhere, looking to steal his fruits of victory post-battle.

If it weren't for the Dragon Queen's quick action and the display of high Attack Power,

This God of Toxic would have been willing to compromise, but also eyeing to carve out some benefits.

If the God of Toxic was unaware of the situation with the Orcs, it wouldn't be an issue; things could be handled gradually.

But now that he's been informed and repelled by the Dragon Queen,

Fang Hao has no choice but to find a way to deal with him first.

Otherwise, if the news here spreads, every god might come to claim a share,

Making matters more complicated.

To prevent further complications, it's best to quickly kill off this God of Toxic.

The examination of the believer's corpse just now

Was also to find out the rank of the God of Toxic.

Not as formidable as the God of War, and replacing the vacant position of the God of Hunting, he should be a mid-tier god.

If the information obtained suggests a near high-tier god,

Fang Hao wouldn't dare confront him directly; he'd have to wait for the cooldown of the Hundred-armed Giant's cube to finish.

If it's indeed a mid-tier god, he and two high-tier gods, along with four lower-tier gods, should be able to handle it.

All the way to the Troop Hiding Cave.

The other heroes who reside in the city have also arrived one after another.

Especially Little You and Hydra, two Dark Gold-level heroes.

Fang Hao said, "Your job is to watch these two captives, don't let them cause trouble, or commit suicide."

"Yes, my Lord," the group saluted.

Fang Hao nodded, then continued, "Triple heads, it's on you now, make it quick."

"Yes!"

The three dog heads responded, shot out of their sheath, and disappeared into the sky.

Suddenly, the runes on the stone door lit up one by one, forming a teleportation light curtain.

The Gate of the Worlds opened.

On the other side of the Gate of the Worlds lay a dimly lit world riddled with pockmarked swamps.

Pools of green water bubbled with emerald bubbles that just screamed toxicity at first glance.

"There might be poison inside, be careful," said Fang Hao as he put on his helmet and opened his mouth to speak.

Once everyone was prepared,

They stepped into the light curtain and entered the Divine Territory.

Meanwhile,

From a building constructed of black materials in the distance, a figure slowly emerged.

Wearing a black and gold robe, with misty fog hiding the face under the hood, only the arm protruding from the sleeve was visible, resembling the hand of an oversized frog.

[God of Toxic Diseases - Musugna (Intermediate God)]

"You actually found this place." The voice of the God of Toxic drifted over from afar.

Fang Hao and his companions emerged, not accompanied by any other types of troops.

Having just concluded the campaign of the God of War, there was no time to transfer troops from other Troop Hiding Caves.

But he didn't think that two higher gods couldn't defeat an intermediate god.

"What else did you think caused the death of the God of War?" Fang Hao replied softly.

The God of Toxic, staring intently from beneath his hood, remained silent.

He had thought that it was related to this transmigrator, but presumed the God of War was killed by divine spirits of other camps.

But now, judging by his tone, it seemed as if they themselves had done it.

"Hmph! Putting on airs." The God of Toxic snorted coldly, lifting his wooden staff high.

Just as it was about to come down, a voice came from the distance, "Musugna, your right arm cannot move."

The falling staff suddenly paused, freezing mid-air.

Without needing anyone to say anything, the Dragon Queen soared into the sky, shifting into her dragon form to swoop forward, while the black-armored sisters also rapidly ran forward, closing the distance between them.

Fang Hao also took out his Bone Dragon, whoosh whoosh whoosh, arrows shooting out one after another.

The God of Toxic paused his movements slightly, but his staff still landed on the ground.

An energy ripple spread along the ground.

Bubbles in the swamp began to churn violently, bursting and releasing thick fog that spread in all directions.

At the same time, strange, frog-like, lizard-like troops rapidly emerged from the muck below.

[Swamp Guardians (Tier 10 Troops)]

[Swamp Cataclysm Summoner (Tier 10 Troops)]

[Abyssal Crawlers (Mythical Troops)]

These troops, unlike the Lizardmen covered with scales, resembled rotting flesh riddled with pits and protruding pustules, creating a nauseating sight.

Numerous troops appeared, searching for targets.

Fang Hao slowed his bow-pulling action, as lightning-flashing clouds enveloped the sky above.

Threads descended from above, immobilizing all the enemy troops in place.

Silver lightning followed the threads downward.

The troops that had just emerged were instantly wiped out.

...

Elsewhere.

Whoosh!

After reaching a certain distance, the black-armored sisters teleported next to the God of Toxic using their fire spears.

From four directions,

they simultaneously swung their war hammers, smashing towards the figure wrapped in black robes.

Bam!

The hammers struck, and the God of Toxic's body burst like a balloon, releasing dense poison gas.

Cloaking the sisters' bodies.

Sizzle–hiss~!

The sound of corrosion and searing echoed within the fog.

The four sisters held their breath and closed their eyes, charging out from the poison mist.

When they emerged, their black armor released wisps of smoke, and what had been smooth surfaces were now marred by erosive indentations.

Blood still streamed generously from the sisters' noses and mouths.

The poison gas was pervasive and hard to defend against.

Meanwhile, the body of the God of Toxic reformed like smoke not far away, without a scratch.

At this moment, the Golden Dragon also arrived above.

Golden energy gathered inside the gigantic dragon's mouth.

The God of Toxic, looking up with his hood raised, instantly lifted his staff, and countless poison fog serpents intertwined, forming a thick pillar of poison, shooting upwards.

Roar~!

Golden Dragon Breath spewed downward, colliding with the numerous misty poison serpents.

The next second, the thickly coiled fog of poison shattered upon contact.

And the Golden Dragon Breath descended upon the body of the God of Toxic.

The God of Toxic had just started to move.

The distant voice rang out again, "Musugna, your body can't move, you can't turn into mist."

Hearing this voice, the body of the God of Toxic froze once more.

The Golden Dragon Breath poured down from above, completely enveloping his form.