Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1424 - 994, Battling the Slaughter God

Soon, the four black-armored sisters arrived.

The Dragon Queen also changed into her golden long dress and walked downstairs from above.

In the hall, a sense of tension before the battle quickly filled the air.

Fang Hao glanced at everyone and said, "Amarag, Alrag!"

The two women stepped forward, "Lord!"

"You two will hold the main city, be wary of enemies trying to approach from outside, and supervise the followers of the Goddess of Harvest within the city to prevent any issues while we are away," Fang Hao said directly.

Supervise the followers of the Goddess of Harvest?

This caught several people by surprise.

After thinking it through, they understood Fang Hao's rationale.

The Goddess of Harvest has a good reputation outside and doesn't partake in the struggles between races.

But the timing of her arrival was too coincidental.

Even if it was truly a coincidence, it was necessary to arrange for someone to supervise.

To prevent any trouble in the city while they were away.

After all, the maids and craftsmen were still living in the city.

"As you command, Lord," the two women immediately responded.

Fang Hao nodded, then gave additional instructions on what to pay attention to in battle, and the plans for combat.

Soon, Anjia walked in with the tri-skull daggers.

After a brief exchange, they headed straight to the Troop Hiding Cave.

"Alright, let's begin!" Fang Hao said directly.

The tri-skull daggers turned into a streak of light, piercing the air and vanishing from sight.

The next second, the symbols on the gate of the Troop Hiding Cave lit up one by one, and subsequently, a screen linking to the Divine Territory formed.

"Let's go!"

Fang Hao put on his helmet and led the group straight into the light screen.

...

The forest was sparse, with dark red soil underfoot.

In the distance, a massive fortress could be seen, with sharpened wooden spikes under its walls and blood-colored battle-axe banners densely covering the battlements.

Whoosh whoosh!!

The ground began to tremble slightly.

Countless Troll soldiers surged out from behind the castle.

They formed a wall-like shield formation in the front, densely packed, layer upon layer.

Behind the shield wall, some mages holding wands could also be seen.

Troll Mages.

There were no Flight troops, nor any Cavalry present.

The variety of troops was relatively single.

[Ancient Giant General (Mythical Troops)]

[Ancient Blood Sorcerer (Tier Ten Troops)]

The melee troop type 'Ancient Giant General' reached the Mythical Troops level, with large stature and seemingly covered in a layer of thick Stone Armor.

One hand wielding a shield, the other wielding an axe.

Ancient Blood Sorcerers were a group of Troll mages wearing colorful robes, each holding a wooden staff.

As for the Troll mages, this was not their first encounter; 'Stella' at the Bloody Mountain Range was also studying the spell books given to her by Fang Hao.

This also proved that Trolls could learn magic, but due to Trolls naturally strong physique, they were more prominent in physical strength and melee combat.

At this moment, the Troll army parted, and a figure as tall as a Giant walked out.

Over eight meters in height, clad in black and red armor, and carrying an exaggeratedly large, black battle axe on his shoulder.

His gaze fell upon the suddenly appearing group of Fang Hao, his eyes filled with suspicion and confusion.

It seemed he was pondering which step went wrong that these people could find his location.

[Slaughter God - Prissley (Superior Deity)]

The two armies confronted each other.

Fang Hao spoke in a hushed tone to those around him, "The infantry are of Mythical Troops, the ranged are Tier Ten, and the Slaughter God has reached the level of a Superior Deity."

The rest nodded slightly, showing no surprise.

The Orc's God of War was a Superior Deity, so the Giant God of the Troll Tribe surely wouldn't be far behind.

Divinity might have different levels, but certainly, all reached the level of Superior Deity.

"Did you find this place through my followers?" the Slaughter God directly asked as he stared at the group.

Even though he knew it was meaningless to ask at this moment.

He was still filled with curiosity.

The Divine Territory is the dwelling place of deities, always kept secret from outsiders.

Just a day later, these people had directly found this place.

It was the first time in hundreds of years that this had happened.

"We naturally have our own methods," said Fang Hao directly.

The Slaughter God did not continue to question further, his gaze returned to the group and he said in a deep voice, "Transmigrator, leader of the Dragon Clan, and the young girl from the Blood Clan, do you few really think you can challenge me?"

"If we dared to come here, do you think we are unprepared?" Fang Hao retorted.

The Dragon Queen, Rolana, and the two black-armored sisters showed no fear at all.

If they could defeat the Orc's God of War, they wouldn't likely lose to the Troll deity before them.

It was simply a matter of replicating the previous battles to secure victory.

"I don't know what method you used to ascend as deities, but you picked the wrong opponent," the Slaughter God's eyes narrowed slightly, "Well then, give me your Divinity; it spares me the effort of coming after you."

He regarded them all as lower deities.

These were gods who had suddenly ascended recently, and based on the difficulty of ascending to godhood, they could only possess the strength of lower deities.

In the mind of the Slaughter God, he definitely believed that Fang Hao and the others completely misunderstood the hierarchy of deities.

After becoming deities, their confidence inflated to the point of recklessly seeking trouble with him.

Fang Hao did not wish to waste words with him; he thought it was good if this group thought they were madly rushing to their deaths.

If he knew that among them there were two Superior Deities, and that the God of War had also died at their hands, it's very possible the opponent might consider fleeing.

So he simply said: "Follow the plan, kill them all."

As his words fell, the war drums sounded.

The four-armed skeleton general advanced, while the Double-Headed Corpse Dragon also leaped into the sky, heading towards the enemy.

The Troll army, too, charged over from the opposite side with resounding trumpet blasts.

At the same time, a black curtain descended from the sky, and a blood moon rose above their heads.

But in the next second, dense dark clouds covered the blood moon, with thunderbolts continuously flashing among them.

...

The Dragon Queen leaped into the sky, transforming into a golden dragon and rushing forward.

In the blink of an eye, she reached the airspace above the Slaughter God - Prissley.

The Slaughter God's eyes were cold and indifferent; as he was about to raise his battle axe, a voice rang out from the clouds, "Prissley, you shall not lift your axe."

As the voice echoed, the Slaughter God's movement froze mid-air.

For an instant, the golden Dragon Breath poured down.

The Slaughter God lightly tapped his foot and swiftly retreated, avoiding the area covered by the Dragon Breath.

His battle axe acted as a shield, placed before his chest, as several silver-white arrows exploded upon the axe's surface.

The blasts and shockwaves kicked up a dust cloud tens of meters high, shrouding the nearby surroundings.

Whoosh!

The sound of ripping through the air resonated as the strong gales dispersed the smoke, revealing the Slaughter God standing in the center, battle axe in hand.

"A higher deity? Impossible?"

Surprise filled the eyes of the Slaughter God.

How could this be.

Both the transmigrator and the half-god of the Dragon Clan demonstrating the power of a higher deity, that's simply impossible.

But the confusion in his eyes vanished in a flash, replaced by a fierce, bloodthirsty gleam.

"Hmph, you think this will let you defeat me?"

The Slaughter God's deep growl echoed throughout the expanse.

His already formidable body swelled even more, as a surge of crimson energy arose from him.

Ten meters tall, magical flames rising.

He was like the demon god of destruction from myths.

At the same time, the Troll army already engaged in battle also started to transform, veins bulging and eyes bloodshot.

The army's morale soared to new heights.

"You will all die here."

The Slaughter God coldly snorted again as he stamped his foot, causing the ground to crack layer by layer, his figure vanishing from its original place like an illusion.

In a few flashes, carrying his battle axe, he leaped into the sky.

"Prissley, you cannot swing your axe," Fang Hao's voice came again.

The Slaughter God hesitated for a moment, but the next second he swung his axe anyway.

Boom~Whoosh!

An explosion of black flames covered a kilometer distance across the sky like a burst of dawn light.

The Dragon Queen twisted her body and fell from the sky to dodge, but the attacking wyverns in the distance were instantly enveloped by the magic flames.

The Corpse Dragons, incapable of feeling pain, started to struggle violently.

Reduced to ashes in the flames, the bodies of the perished Double-Headed Corpse Dragons emitted wisp after wisp of black smoke, blending into the magic flames surrounding them.

The size of the Slaughter God swelled once again, and the injuries from the arrows began to heal rapidly.

With each death, his power accumulated.

This was Fang Hao's first impression.

"Prissley, your body cannot move."

Fang Hao's words once again traveled through the dark clouds.

The Slaughter God's frame stiffened slightly, and several beams of golden light pierced through his body, with green smokes forming giant serpents that also coiled around him.

The green smoke, empowered by Rolana's absorption of the God of Toxic's abilities, was highly corrosive.

It etched pockmarked scars onto the Slaughter God's armor from its corrosion.

The Slaughter God shuddered, his battle axe lashing out through the surrounding poisonous fog.

The dense axe light unleashed a power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Space seemed to snap, and the impacted ground formed bottomless ravines.

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Dragon Queen, her form swiftly shifting into a giant dragon as she charged straight at the Slaughter God once more.

Meanwhile, Rolana, wielding the Giant Sword, turned into a roaming cloud of poison, approaching from another side.

Two higher deities and one middle deity.

Even though the opponent was a time-worn god, there was not a trace of fear.

In fact, their combat spirit reached an all-time high.

The number of deities that had fallen at their hands was not few.

The Dragon Queen, wielding the 'Dictator's Shackles', approached swiftly, aiming at the Slaughter God's head with a swing.

"Prissley, you cannot dodge."

Boom!!

The exploding flames engulfed his head.

On the other side, two toxin serpents shot up from below and clamped down on both sides of his ribs, while Rolana's Giant Sword pierced his lower back.

Several arrows also found their mark in his chest once again.

His body was instantly sent flying.

The Dragon Queen and Rolana did not hesitate for even half a second as they followed up armed with their weapons, one to the left, one to the right.

One sword and one shackle, they continuously swung at the opponent's body.

The Slaughter God, though filled with fear, was still high in battle spirit with various status enhancements.

He raised the axe to meet the onslaught.

In the blink of an eye, they had already clashed hundreds of times.

The sounds of their weapons clashing roared, and the shockwaves cut through the surrounding area like blades.

In the relentless collisions and clashes.

With a boom, they were smashed into the castle behind them.

The sturdy fortress crumbled, dust and rubble flying.

At this moment, the three of them completely overpowered the Slaughter God in terms of combat strength.