Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1314 - 895, The Great Master

Did the Blood Clan desecrate the ancestral tomb of the Orcs?

Or did something outrageous against the heavens?

To have celestial beings lead the attack in person against the lands of the Blood Clan.

When Fang Hao looked towards the opponent with a face full of shock, the Orc wearing a robe and holding a staff also noticed him.

Their gaze was full of doubt.

It seemed that the opponent also didn’t expect a divine being with ’Divine Descent’ to appear on the Blood Clan’s side.

"Sir, do you need to ask anything else?" The Black Knight beside him asked softly.

Rolana turned her head towards Fang Hao, who was still observing the figure radiating divine light in the distance, "Let’s wait and see the situation first, it’s very likely that a battle won’t break out."

Upon seeing a real god on the other side, his first thought was that it wasn’t safe.

But on second thought, standing face to face like this, he didn’t even know who he himself was.

Moreover, this world’s rules are limiting. A celestial being wishing to intervene in this world can only exert power up to the peak of a Demigod.

Being a third-tier Divinity himself, not rejected by the world’s rules, how could he possibly be weaker than a peak Demigod?

Two celestial beings unaware of each other’s intelligence are unlikely to start a fight.

If an actual battle happened, you kill my soldiers and I kill yours, it clearly wouldn’t have much significance.

Most likely, they would withdraw their troops, or encamp at the current place for negotiations, to find out which celestial being is aiding the Blood Clan.

With that in mind, the distant Orc army suddenly sprang into action.

After a quick formation, they began to move forward.

"They are attacking," Beata reminded.

Beneath the city walls, the Orcs who had been loudly challenging moments ago, had already quietly retreated, planning to leave the area first.

Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh!!

Arrows whistled out from atop the wall.

Pinning down the area around the retreating Orcs.

Startled, the Orcs no longer hesitated, and with a flick of the reins, rode their massive wolves through the arrow rain to flee into the distance.

Notably, these giant wolves were exceptionally agile. Apart from two arrows in its butt, it managed to escape beyond the range of fire.

Of course, this Orc Cavalry wasn’t that important.

If they really wanted to hold him, they had plenty of means to do so.

The marching footsteps rang out, and the Orc army began to advance in formation.

This was something that still surprised Fang Hao.

Knowing that there was a celestial being on the side of the Blood Clan, what was the point of letting the army attack?

Are they so belligerent?

Or did they have some other intentions?

Clearly, this wasn’t a wise or correct decision.

As the Orc army approached with threatening momentum, it still made the soldiers of the Blood Clan on the city walls feel pressured.

Then, all the Blood Clan members unanimously looked towards Rolana.

And Rolana, once again, shifted her gaze to this side.

Fang Hao nodded, continuing, "Nisbit, let our soldiers take over the city walls, all Blood Clan do supportive backend work."

"Yes, sir," Nisbit responded.

Blood Clan soldiers were replaced, a large number of riflemen climbed up the walls, and Skeleton Engineers took over the positions of the cannons.

However, because of the sudden occurrences, the cannons on the city walls remained the blue ones; there was no time to switch to the organ cannons.

But it hardly mattered, the impact on the entire battlefield wasn’t significant.

The troop types began to change, and Fang Hao continued to retrieve the Sound-transmitting Shell from the storage space.

Handing it to Rolana, he said, "Let Eira notify the Dragon Queen and Anjia to get ready, and wait to join them here."

Upon hearing this, the faces of those nearby changed.

Was the situation really that severe?

Neither Fang Hao nor Rolana being here was sufficient, they needed the Dragon Queen as well.

A celestial being, two Demigods, that was enough to make any top power take notice.

Amidst the shock, however, no one questioned anything further at that moment. Rolana also took up the Sound-transmitting Shell to start communicating with the main city.

Fang Hao looked again towards the distant Orc, starting to mobilize his Divine Power.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the clear sky darkened dramatically, and heavy clouds quickly appeared above the city.

Thunderbolt flickered within the clouds, as if a downpour might start at any second.

Looking at the clouds that had formed,

Those from Blood Clan taken down from the walls began to discuss.

This was a good sign; after all, such weather was more advantageous for them compared to a clear day.

If it really rained heavily, it would be very difficult for the Orcs to assault the city walls.

It seemed like even the heavens were helping them.

As the clouds covered the distant Orc army entirely,

Fang Hao then stretched out his hand, "Where’s the list?"

"Oh, here it is!" Beata, standing beside him, handed the list of names over.

...

Among the Orc army.

The sky had been clear moments ago but was suddenly overwhelmed by clouds.

This still caused a brief chaos in the advancing Orc army.

The Orc leader, while organizing the march, cursed loudly, "The Blood Clan fears sunlight, covering it up before a battle, why discuss nonsense? Buck up everyone, take down the city, and tonight, we’ll stay inside the city."

Roar!

The Orc troops roared in unison, their morale impressive.

They had been marching for several days, everyone exhausted. If they could stay in the city tonight with fine wine and food, that would truly be a blessing.

Facing them, the Orc negotiating, riding the limping giant wolf back to his troops, handed the wounded wolf to a nearby slave.

He then quickly walked to the rear of the army formation.

Standing beside a drawn cart, he respectfully spoke to the Yellow Bull pulling it, "Great master, if you allow me just a bit more time, they will open their gates for the Orc blades like fools."

The cart-pulling Yellow Bull, much larger than a regular bull, with its large curved horns and yellow furry skin revealing intricate yet mysterious patterns beneath,

still pulling the cart, snorted twice before suddenly speaking in a low, rough voice, "What did they say?"

The Orc, carefully following beside, with a flattering smile said, "I announced your name, but those stupid, lowly ants, they haven’t heard of your name yet recognized the few leaders who bow down to you; they are truly a bunch of ignorant fools."

"Em, you did well, you are not needed for the upcoming attack, rest and recover," Yellow Bull said, his tone unchanged.

"Yes, great master," the Orc bowed once more.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, a slightly aged yet imposing voice came from inside the carriage again.

"Who is that black-haired human on the city wall?"

Hearing this question, the Orc’s demeanor grew even more respectful, his head bowing lower as he pondered for a moment before responding softly, "Back to the High Priest, that human has not spoken; I guess he might be a helper brought by the Blood Clan."

Orc Priest is a common profession in the Orc camp.

Though revered, their status is not high.

Almost every Temple has such a position.

But now, an ordinary Orc Priest sitting inside the carriage while their master is pulling the vehicle is something different.

The identity it represents, he doesn’t even dare to speculate.

"A helper? Interesting, alright, I know. You may go back," the High Priest in the carriage spoke again.

"Yes, then I will retreat..."

Before he finished speaking.

Cough, cough!

A dry cough sounded like thunder from the clouds.

All the Orcs froze.

At the same time, they looked up at the sky.

Following that, a voice continued from the sky, "Gabriel, your heart shall beat no more."

As the voice ended, the giant bull pulling the carriage suddenly halted.

The moment he heard those words, his heart instantly stopped beating.

How could this be?

Witchcraft?

Or some curse from the Blood Clan?

From such a distance, just a sentence affected him.

While he was astonished, the voice from the clouds didn’t stop.

"Herslet leader, you will not be able to breathe, Bernard Clan Leader, your heart cannot beat, Og..."

One after another, names were called from the clouds.

Thump~

Thump, thump!

Either falling or being thrown from horses, one figure after another collapsed as they were called.

The surrounding Orcs rushed to assist, but ordinary medical skills couldn’t get their hearts beating again.

The advancing Orc army began to fall into chaos, the neat formation also began to break.

Such a strange method.

It killed all the tribal leaders and clan leaders.

Too terrifying...

A gap was opened in the carriage’s curtain.

Looking up at the distant city wall.

Thunder, words...

Which deity’s power is this?

The Priest’s eyes narrowed, and a divine light shot into the sky.

Whoosh~!

As the divine light ascended into the sky, a huge bronze war sword formed above.

The Priest waved his wooden staff downward in the air.

Instantly, the bronze war sword fell from the sky, cutting through the clouds and descending towards the top of the city wall.

"Watch out!" Rolana grabbed Fang Hao and flew backward.

The other heroes also moved back.

Boom!!

A thunderous roar, the city wall was instantly split, leaving behind a huge V-shaped mark.

Fang Hao frowned and glanced at the heroes nearby.

A few key heroes remained, but some Nisbits were missing.

But it wasn’t a big issue, they could just be resurrected after returning.

Returning to the city wall, still looking towards that distant figure.

Quite a temper, personally naming and killing a few Orc leaders, and he slices through this side’s city wall.

Seeing the Orcs densely charging forward.

Fang Hao once again tapped into the power of Divinity.

Swoosh, swoosh~

From the clouds, dense threads suddenly hung down, connecting a large number of Orc troops.

The moment the threads dropped, multiple blade lights slashed down. fгeewebnovёl.com

The clouds were split open, and some of the connecting threads were severed.

But before more blade lights could slash towards the clouds.

Crack, crack.

Lightning followed the threads down, instantly felling all the connected forces.

The central area of the Orc army, their core troops, was entirely annihilated.

The number of troops instantly halved, maybe even more.

The Priest’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression darkening.

"Clairladin, a sneaky fellow, to show up here."

While he might not fully understand what thunder is,

the effect of the power displayed now is the ability of the God of Deception.

The God of Deception, a lesser deity, daring to participate in a racial war, he even felt a sense of insult.

Tapping his wooden staff lightly on the carriage.

He continued, "Gabriel, advance."

"Yes, great Father God," Yellow Bull said in a deep voice.

Nearing, Yellow Bull’s breathing grew heavier, his body rapidly expanding into a gigantic bull nearly ten meters tall.

From his snorting nostrils, flames were exhaled.