Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead
Chapter 1451 - 1021, Restricted

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Unlike the ruined corpses outside,

the giant before him was the image of a complete god.

Thirty or perhaps forty meters tall, with long ashen-white beard, a stern face, and eyes full of interest—an interest akin to the joy of opening a package and being satisfied with its contents.

He was clad in azure scale armor, faintly emitting a special light.

Just standing there, he emanated an immense and heavy sense of oppression.

And yet, his rating was actually 'Primordial God.'

Could even divine rankings have distinctions between primary and secondary?

"Where is this place?" Fang Hao raised his head and asked.

"You can think of this as a bridge for communication between you and me," the Primordial Giant replied solemnly, withdrawing his gaze.

A bridge for communication?

Fang Hao's mental defenses were inherently strong.

Even superior deities would find it difficult to penetrate his mind.

Conversely, his linguistic interference was actually a form of mental attack, considered one of his specialties.

But unexpectedly, in just an instant and without any awareness, he had fallen into the situation before him.

With shock in his heart, Fang Hao forced himself to appear calm on the surface.

Looking at the towering giant, he continued asking, "What do you wish to communicate with me about?"

"I'm very curious about you transmigrators," the giant replied, his deep voice reverberating through the space.

The sound wasn't grating to the ears, despite its resonance.

In this realm, the information he received didn't seem to rely on hearing alone.

"Curious about what? I can tell you."

"Tell me? That would surely take a very long time…." The giant waved his hand.

In an instant, the surrounding pure white space transformed into a circular projection room, displaying a series of images.

Scenes from his memories—schools, airplanes in the sky, cars speeding along roads.

Computer games and films stored in folders.

The images flashed by continuously like slides.

Some moments Fang Hao himself had forgotten, yet upon seeing them, lost memories surfaced in his mind.

Soon, the scenes of the modern world came to an end.

The images shifted to events after his transmigration.

The time he was pushed into the tiger's den, killing the lord and obtaining the Book of Lords, and achieving hundredfold amplifications.

Then his first time buying back Eira, tricking Anjia into signing the contract.

Following that, his efforts to develop his territory, battles against the Dragon Clan.

And the whispered conversation with the Dragon Queen before coming here.

Every moment he had experienced was laid bare before the giant without the slightest concealment.

Fang Hao felt as if he were stripped naked, standing there helplessly. Though he wanted to resist, he found himself utterly powerless.

"Interesting… Your world is so uniform in species and solely reliant on mechanization," the giant mused, clenching his fist as the surrounding images instantly disappeared, reverting to the pure white space.

"You've seen what you wanted to see. Now, tell me—what exactly is your purpose?" Fang Hao remained vigilant as he stared at him.

"Are you not curious about the history of the Giant Clan? Don't you want to ask anything?"

Moments in Fang Hao's past had shown him poring over archaeological notes.

This led the giant to believe Fang Hao had an interest in those buried histories.

Of course, he found them intriguing, but compared to his current situation, such interests held no allure.

"Not interested!"

"Haha, what an amusing human." The giant laughed heartily, lowering his gaze to continue watching him. "I can offer you greater power—enough to triumph over dangers, abandon your God of Undead when necessary, eliminate treacherous elves working in the shadows, and defeat the rest of your foes. How about it? Do you wish to become stronger and rule over this world?"

The excitement and frenzy in the giant's eyes grew as he described his offer.

"These are problems I'll solve myself. No need for your intervention."

"With my power, you'd have the strength to command all things. It's impossible for you not to be tempted."

The giant's tone abruptly turned severe, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze, pressing heavily on Fang Hao's frame.

His shoulders buckled inward, his gaze narrowing as he asked, "How do you intend to give me this power?"

"Haha! I knew it…."

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Inside the empty hall.

The Dragon Queen stared uneasily at the man beside her.

Expression blank, body stiff, he remained rooted in place, his gaze fixed upward at the rotting giant corpse before him.

"Fang Hao, Fang Hao… What's wrong with you?" the Dragon Queen asked urgently.

Yet his body maintained its upright posture, eyes focused, pupils beginning to dilate.

"Carry him out," the Dragon Queen ordered directly.

As Nisbit stepped forward with intent to act, the Dragon Queen gripped her battle axe, prepared to rush forth and strike down the Rotten Corpse facing Fang Hao.

However, just as she moved to make her attack, a sudden binding force froze everyone in place.

All their bodies locked, unable to move, even their souls felt a strong oppressive pressure.

It's over. I've walked right into a trap.

This was the Dragon Queen's first thought.

Her gaze darted around the surroundings as her mind calculated escape strategies.

Having gone through so much with Fang Hao, finally becoming a superior deity and no longer fearing other gods—

Was death truly inevitable here?

Moreover, what kind of power could completely immobilize two superior deities?

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"Haha, I knew no one could resist their longing for power," the giant laughed loudly.

Fang Hao's expression turned grim as he began mentally plotting his way out.

His ascension to godhood had occurred far too quickly.

By devouring divinities, he had bypassed the usual process and reached the level of a superior deity directly.

But his limited knowledge left him ill-prepared for situations outside direct combat.

After the giant had finished laughing, Fang Hao asked, "What kind of power?"

"My knowledge, my divine power, and everything I possess," the Giant Spirit replied.

Fang Hao listened with growing wariness.

Eyes cold, he stared at him without responding.

The Giant Spirit continued, "Are you not curious about how I intend to transfer this power to you? I—"

Before he could finish, Fang Hao cut him off sharply.

"Has no one ever told you that your mental state is completely unhinged?"

The Giant Spirit paused, then responded, "Perhaps if you had existed for thousands of years like me, you'd end up this way too."

Fang Hao decided against wasting further energy on pointless conversation.

"I don't care about your past. Just tell me—what is it you want? And spare me the nonsense about giving me power."

"First, I'm curious about you transmigrators."

Everyone seemed curious about transmigrators, whether it was the Dragon Queen, Rolana, or the ancient gods.

"What's second?"

"Second… I need a body," the giant said as he stroked his beard. "A body strong enough, with sufficient territory and considerable potential for growth—so I can escape my current predicament."

"You want my body?"

"You could say that."

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