Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1420 - 990: Who Allowed You to Do This?

At midnight, the industrial district was still bustling.

Leatherworkers and tailors were crafting boots and clothing, while goldsmiths and stone carvers were creating gift boxes and sculpting statues of deities.

The whole city did not quieten down just because of the night.

Fang Hao stepped out of the lord's mansion and went straight to the pavilion next to the industrial district.

The enormous Nightstone emitted a bright radiance.

In the center of the pavilion, on the stone table, there were pastries and drinks, and a beautiful woman in a long dress was sitting on a stone chair, flipping through a comic while occasionally sipping her drink.

Fang Hao walked into the pavilion and sat down beside her.

"Why have you come here again."

"It's brighter over here," the Dragon Queen casually replied.

Fang Hao leaned in, attempting to pull her into his arms.

The Dragon Queen did not move but looked around cautiously. After a moment of thought, she leaned back slowly, elegantly raising her legs and resting them on his knees.

Revealing her fair bare feet and the smooth, exquisite stockings.

"My daughter has returned. Don't go too far."

This was out of fear that Beata would see and it would affect her own image, yet she didn't want to neglect him.

So she chose a hidden yet compromising method.

To satisfy his tactile desires.

"Do we really need to be so careful?"

"I don't have skin as thick as yours," the Dragon Queen said.

Fang Hao didn't really care. There wasn't much they could do here anyway.

Gently caressing her, he continued to ask nonchalantly, "Aren't you afraid that reading comics will tarnish the image of a mother like you?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Fang Hao said no more but went on to say, "Right, I want to discuss a matter with you, considering a partnership of sorts—a business collaboration."

The Dragon Queen cast a side glance at him, "What partnership?"

In truth, their relationship had long surpassed the stage of a simple alliance.

If it weren't for the Dragon Queen's concern for her status and the reputation she had built in the outside world over the years, the two might have already entangled themselves with each other.

To still discuss a collaboration now felt somewhat detached.

"I'm telling you, but you can't get angry," he said.

The Dragon Queen pulled back her legs and sat at the table, sizing him up earnestly, "Go ahead, at least I won't kill you."

Uh...

Fang Hao still said, "I wanted to ask if it's possible to trade some Dragon Clan blood to create potions that enhance physique."

The eyes of the Dragon Queen narrowed slightly, staring at him seriously.

Given the Dragon Clan's physique, asking for some blood wasn't really a problem.

But this touches on a matter of Dragon Clan dignity.

What do you take the Dragon Clan for, domesticated livestock ready to provide blood?

So, even if the Dragon Clan has a strong physique and Dragon Blood is highly valued on the market, no member of the Dragon Clan would go about selling their blood.

Even if they did, it would not be seen openly in public.

Fang Hao wanted to obtain some Dragon Blood to craft potions to enhance the physique of the heroes within his domain.

That's why he came to consult the Dragon Queen on this matter.

"Are you provoking me?"

"No, we agreed not to get angry."

"I only promised I wouldn't kill you," the Dragon Queen said as she lifted her fair foot and kicked out directly.

With quick reflexes, Fang Hao grabbed her foot and held her tight, "My mistake, my mistake, no hitting."

Both being high-ranking gods, the Dragon Queen could not truly utilize her Divine power.

With her legs held tightly, she found herself reclining on the long chair, as Fang Hao slowly climbed on top and held her shoulders.

A comfortable pressure could be felt against his chest.

The Dragon Queen, tightly embraced, widened her eyes as she stared at the face so close to hers, her cheeks flushing red, "Get up quick, what if someone sees us?"

"If I get up, you'll start hitting," he said.

Frowning slightly, the Dragon Queen spoke in a low voice, "Stop it, I won't hit you, get up now."

Fang Hao dared not push too far and slowly let her go.

The Dragon Queen tidied up her clothes, shooting him an annoyed glare, "I'll think about it and give you an answer later."

"Alright," Fang Hao coughed lightly, then whispered, "How about we go back to the room and sit for a while? I'll tell you a story."

"What story?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

As Fang Hao took her hand, about to help her up,

a whooshing sound came from above.

The on-duty Harpy descended from the sky, bowed her head, not looking at the two, and said, "My lord, Dragon Queen, a Troll has come from the Bloody Mountains, saying there's an important matter requiring your audience."

A Troll from the Bloody Mountains?

Stella from the Bloody Mountains had a Sound-transmitting Shell with the main city, and as a leader, she was affected by the 'tyrant's rule'.

She could communicate through divine followers.

If there was any issue, she could contact him directly.

Why would anyone rush over in the middle of the night?

"Bring him over," said Fang Hao.

"Yes, my lord," the Harpy took to the skies, flapping her wings to leave.

Before long, several Skeleton soldiers came with a tall Troll from afar.

As the figure emerged into the light, Fang Hao recognized his appearance.

Neyum!

Neyum was a Troll merchant supported by 'Stella.'

He was in charge of the official trade caravan from the Bloody Mountains and was considered one of the few Trolls Stella trusted.

Seeing Fang Hao, Neyum immediately knelt in salutation, "Lord."

His eyes then shifted to the Dragon Queen.

Sensing the aura of authority this woman emitted, but unsure of how to address her, he hesitated, unable to form proper words.

Fang Hao grew even more curious about his purpose.

Geographically, there shouldn't be any danger in the Bloody Mountains.

So why did he come here?

"Neyum, what brings you here?" Fang Hao asked directly.

"My lord, it's terrible, the Slaughter God has descended upon the North Town, the entire upper echelons of the city have been taken control of, and Stella, the leader, has been captured. I ran out to bring you this message," Neyum said urgently.

The language expression ability of Trolls is not that smooth, but the meaning can still be understood.

Upon hearing the Slaughter God, both Fang Hao and the Dragon Queen were filled with shock in their eyes.

How could he possibly appear here.

Impossible.

"What's going on, how did the Slaughter God appear here?" Fang Hao asked.

"According to the leader Stella, a Priest awakened the ability to communicate with deities..."

With that, the two of them immediately understood the implication.

A follower of the Slaughter God has realized the 'Divine Believer' ability and then communicated with the Slaughter God.

Making him notice that there is still a piece of Troll territory here.

This surprised both Fang Hao and the Dragon Queen.

Divine belief is something very rare, even within a large clan, there may not be a few.

Nobody could have imagined that in the Bloody Mountains, largely wiped out by Fang Hao, a Divine Believer would emerge.

The Slaughter God has really got some good fortune.

As for the Dragon Queen, she didn't even have regular believers to spread the faith, let alone Divine Believers.

"Why were Stella and the others imprisoned?" Fang Hao continued to inquire.

"Because the leader was caught lying while answering questions, so she was directly locked up, along with several other elders," Neyum continued.

Fang Hao nodded and looked at the Dragon Queen.

He said, "It seems we need to go take a look."

The Dragon Queen frowned slightly and said, "The Undead Desert is still in the midst of battle, now is not a good time to deal with a Troll deity."

Confronting deities from both sides would put them in a passive situation.

If the other party were to unite, they would stand no chance of winning.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Neyum kowtowed urgently, saying: "Please, my lord, madam, save our leader."

The word 'madam' earned Neyum another glare from the Dragon Queen.

Fang Hao ignored the look cast his way and said, "All the transmigrators in the Undead Desert are resisting the Undead; they won't notice us for the time being. Let's first deal with this matter."

"What do you plan to do?"

"Take the Cerberus Dagger and have a chat with him."

"Tonight?"

"Tonight, I happen to have the time."

Fang Hao immediately contacted 'Cleolando' and asked her to trade the Cerberus Dagger over.

He then called upon a few 'Nisbits', activated teleportation, and the group walked directly into the light curtain.

...

In the North Town, the leader's hall.

The Nightstones were still bright, but the hall was empty.

Fang Hao turned to 'Neyum' and said, "Where are the people held? Let's go save them first."

He really was afraid that the Slaughter God might have killed Stella and the others.

Deities don't care about the life and death of ordinary people.

"In the dungeons..." They left the leader's hall and went outside.

It was already late at night.

The guards at the entrance were asleep against the wall, their snoring as loud and piercing as a siren.

Without paying attention to them, the group followed 'Neyum' toward a direction.

Soon, they arrived at the dungeon.

The dungeon of the Trolls was even harsher in environment, and there was no guard at the door, probably sleeping off somewhere hidden.

Entering the dungeon, they saw the dimly lit space filled with prisoners.

There were the Skeleton heroes 'Mighty Wall' and 'Black Sword', along with Stella and many of the Troll high-levels.

However, Stella's condition at the time was somewhat dismal.

Her body was covered in whip marks and she was unconscious.

"My lord!" As everyone saw Fang Hao, they greeted him in unison.

Fang Hao nodded, "Release everyone."

Nisbits and Neyum behind him stepped forward and began to unlock each cell one by one.

They administered some potions to Stella.

The unconscious Stella slowly came to.

Seeing Fang Hao, she immediately performed a salute, "Lord."

The constitution of Trolls is much more robust than that of ordinary people, and regular wounds to their flesh would not impair their ability to move.

Fang Hao nodded and inquired, "Are you sure it was the Slaughter God?"

"Certain, and moreover, he admitted to being the Slaughter God," Stella said straightforwardly.

"Alright, let's go together and meet this deity," Fang Hao said.

The group went back outside.

They crossed the dark streets and returned to the leader's residence.

In a luxurious room, they saw the sleeping Troll Priest.

"He sure knows how to enjoy himself."

He just obtained the ability to communicate with a deity and had already arranged such a room for himself.

Amidst his loud snoring, Fang Hao said directly, "Wake him up."

A Nisbit approached and slapped the Priest's face twice sharply.

Wearing Scale Armor gloves left his face scraped and bloody.

In the midst of groaning, he woke up.

"Stella, Neyum, what are you doing? Do you want to defy the divine will? Aren't you afraid of punishment?" the Troll roared loudly.

"Summon the Slaughter God," Fang Hao said directly.

The Troll Priest had seen Fang Hao before and knew that this person had nearly annihilated the entire Bloody Mountains.

Though his eyes showed Rage, he didn't say much more.

Sitting on the bed, he closed his eyes for a moment, then a divine radiance suddenly descended upon him.

Upon opening his eyes again, he emitted a terrifying aura filled with murderous intent.

"You want to see me?" a deep voice sounded.

Fang Hao looked at him and said coldly, "Slaughter God, who allowed you to enter my territory and hold my people captive?"