Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1442 - 1012, Level 10 Divinity

On the second day, it was still raining heavily.

The channel was already filled with wails and complaints. Fishing boats, once again, became a hot commodity, and many people started heading to the Trade Alliance for refuge.

It was said that the inn at Outpost No. 032 was already packed to capacity.

Transmigrators outnumbered the native inhabitants.

The entire Trade Alliance seemed to have become a gathering place for transmigrators.

Meanwhile, torrential rain began pouring down in other regions on the world channel.

It was unclear whether it was spreading or migrating in a specific direction.

At the gates of the Lord's Manor.

The maids held umbrellas and were divided into several groups.

One group, led by Eira, headed to the Lizardmen's rainforest for sightseeing; another group, led by Anjia and Beata, went to the Orc region; while Rolana led a group to Eternal Night City of the Blood Clan.

As for the Troll region, it was still an unstable area, and the trolls' dietary habits made it difficult to manage. A sudden appearance of rabbits and foxes there would only lead to chaos.

Even with guards present, the minds of ordinary trolls were too simplistic to discern the situation, and they would merely see these Beastmen as nature's gifts.

They would then recklessly charge forward.

Just like last time, when they saw Fang Hao alongside the Dragon Queen and Rolana—they charged forward the same way.

Thus, the chosen destinations for the maids excluded the Troll region.

The maids were fully prepared, dressed in skirts and carrying small backpacks.

After bidding Fang Hao farewell, they cheerfully headed for the Teleportation Array, disappearing into the light screen.

After sending off the maids, the city seemed to empty out, losing a bit of vitality.

Only the Skeletons patrolling in the downpour added a more sinister look to the place.

Fang Hao returned to the hall.

He took another look at the channel.

No one was posting pictures of beauties anymore; the screen was filled with complaints about the weather and buzzing messages of people purchasing supplies.

There was nothing interesting to see, so Fang Hao closed the Book of Lords.

He picked up the Divinity of the Slaughter God again and held it in his hand.

[Divinity (Level 8)]

A Level 8 Divinity—once he absorbed it, his overall abilities would reach a new height.

Now that there's time, it's the right moment to absorb the Divinity.

[Level 8 Divinity can be consumed. Proceed with absorption?]

Without any hesitation.

Absorb.

The Divinity in his hand instantly turned into a streak of light, merging into his body through his arm.

As the light of the Divinity fused into him, a familiar stabbing pain enveloped his entire body once again.

It felt as if countless bone spurs were piercing outwards from within his muscles.

Fang Hao's facial expression twisted into grimaces as he gritted his teeth to endure the searing pain.

Once the glow of the Divinity had fully absorbed into his body.

The sensation of pain gradually faded away.

[Successfully fused with 'Level 8 Divinity,' your Power of Faith has increased.]

[Unlocked traits: Slaughter Charge, Bloody Fury, Ancient Blood Troll.]

[Unlocked skill: Death Blow.]

...

With the successful fusion of the Divinity, Fang Hao could distinctly feel the expansion of Divinity energy and the surge of power coursing through his body.

[Your Divinity level has increased to Level 10.]

Prior to absorption, his Divinity was Level 7.

He then absorbed a Level 8 Divinity, yet it only raised him to Level 10.

Higher levels of Divinity require increasingly greater amounts of energy, which was understandable.

But still, 7 + 8 should never just equate to Level 10.

Could it be that godhood has level caps? That Level 10 marks the limit?

If aligned with classifications of Lesser God, Intermediate God, and Greater God, then Level 10 indeed reaches the apex of Greater Godhood.

It's uncertain whether levels beyond this exist.

The likelihood seemed slim.

Faction gods were already considered top-tier among pantheon ranks, possessing dedicated domains and followers.

Even they only held Level 8 Divinity.

The chance of Level 10 being the ultimate ceiling was highly likely.

Of course, this was still only his own conjecture.

Fang Hao wasn't well-versed in the mechanics of Divinity; even the Dragon Queen and Rolana by his side were novice gods.

Even if he wanted to investigate, he didn't know where to start.

Not dwelling further on the matter of Divinity levels.

He began examining the newly unlocked traits and skills.

The Slaughter God proved to be rather ferocious; absorbing its Divinity would undoubtedly enhance his close-combat capabilities.

[Slaughter Charge]: Absorbs the death energy from all casualties on the battlefield, enhancing one's All attributes state and restoring 'stamina' and 'injuries.'

[Bloody Fury]: In sheer battle rage, grants 'Berserk' and 'Unstoppable' states during combat, amplifies all traits and skill effects by 500%.

[Ancient Blood Troll]: All attributes +450%.

[Death Blow]: A strike delivered with full force, ignores Defense and Opposition barriers, and deals +500% Damage.

Three traits, two skills.

Overall, they were abilities focused on amplifying combat and carnage.

Fang Hao was most satisfied with the first trait, 'Slaughter Charge.'

The Slaughter God had once withstood relentless assaults from the Dragon Queen and Rolana.

But thanks to the battlefield soldiers' continuous deaths, it stubbornly held its ground against all their attacks without faltering.

It's fair to say that as long as a main battlefield continues its skirmishes, it could essentially remain invincible.

That was incredibly powerful.

The other two traits and skills didn't warrant much commentary.

The traits boosted attribute enhancements, while the skills added offensive power and amplified damage.

Standing up, Fang Hao stretched his arms and legs.

He felt his body brimming with energy, and his five senses were noticeably sharper than before.

Looking outward through the open doorway, he could even clearly see the insects and dust particles nestled within the thousand-meter-downpour.

Sharper than the clarity of a telescope.

This level of vision was something he could never have dreamed of before.

Just as he was about to ascend the staircase to brag to the Dragon Queen and Rolana,

A system notification chimed in his ear once more.

[Congratulations, Lord, on becoming the first to reach Divinity Level 10.]

[Rewards delivered: Mortal Plane faction influence +10,000, Divine Alliance member loyalty +50, Citizen Faith +20%, Single-page Map x1, Lost Ancient Stone x800, Warfire Coin x1,200,000.]

Fang Hao's expression froze.

He had almost forgotten about the system rewards.

Whenever a Lord achieves certain milestones, the system would issue rewards.

However, these instances had become increasingly rare—so much so that most transmigrators had almost forgotten about them altogether.

Clatter!!!

As the rewards were dispensed, waves of Warfire Coins scattered down from above.

The coins landed on the stone tiles in a cacophony of sharp, concentrated impact sounds.

Among the coins that poured out, Fang Hao spotted the singular rewarded item—a blueprint.

[The Ancient Map]

[Category: Map]

(Description: A map crafted from the back skin of a Demigod, resistant to the erosion of time.)

Seeing this map, Fang Hao frowned once more.

A map made from Demigod skin.

How violent was the craftsmanship? Or was it possible that Demigods were plentiful in the past and not as scarce as they are now?

Perhaps using their skin for a map wasn't considered unusual back then.

The next moment, the map in his hand turned into a beam of light, fusing into the Book of Lords.

Displayed on the grand map as a location recorded by the Ancient Map.