Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1316 - 897, Slaughter War Chariot

The first blade light shattered the incoming golden radiance, the second cut towards the Dragon Queen’s approaching arm.

"Your enemy is on your left." Fang Hao’s voice rang out again.

The priest’s falling staff uncontrollably deviated to the left.

Boom.

A powerful force left a deep blade mark on the city wall.

The shockwave erupted, scattering rolling sand grains.

The Dragon Queen’s eyes were cold, her fighting spirit surged, and her palm transformed into a dragon claw, grasping overhead towards the old priest’s skull.

Rolana, wearing a round moon mask, also appeared instantly by his side, the giant sword in her hand stabbing towards his rib.

The Gravity Greatsword, emitting an invisible force field, made the robes flutter loudly.

The Orc priest, his eyes swiftly scanning the two women.

With a casual wave of the wooden staff in his hand, swish swish, another blade light appeared.

"Your enemy is behind you~!"

Clack clack clack!!

Even though the blade light was mid-air, it still changed positions, chopping towards the rear.

The look in the Orc priest’s eyes turned even weirder and more astonished.

The dragon claw got closer, and the greatsword that stabbed towards his rib also touched his robe.

Ha!

The Orc priest suddenly burst out with a loud shout.

His figure surged upwards with radiant light, piercing through the clouds.

The next second, a gigantic projection fell from the sky.

The projection was as tall as a Giant, clad in golden armor, with a fierce gaping maw.

One hand holding a spear, the other a shield.

It looked like an Orc War God.

The War God projection thrust the shield forward into the void, a dull thud resonated, shaking the space, and the two figures were instantly repulsed flying backward.

The next second.

The other hand’s War Spear suddenly burst forth with light.

With a forceful swing.

The light transformed into a blade of Moon Blade, tearing apart space, slashing towards the two.

"Your enemy is below..." Fang Hao spoke again.

The War Spear swung a blade light, its direction deviated, but without the distinct effect as before.

Boom~!

The blade light fell, obliterating the entire city wall.

A deep ravine meters deep formed on the ground.

Fang Hao was somewhat surprised and became even more cautious.

If this strike had landed on him, he would have had no chance to resurrect.

After the strike, the two sides immediately distanced themselves.

The Orc priest, his body falling from the sky, a Demigod Yellow Bull pulling a chariot rushed to catch him.

The giant Orc projection, standing on the chariot, like a divine general about to go to war.

On Fang Hao’s side, the Dragon Queen and Rolana also stood up, both women bearing some injuries.

"Tiralte, Rolana, recover from your injuries quickly."

The injuries of both quickly healed.

The scars on their bodies also visibly healed at a visible rate.

...

The Orc priest, standing on the chariot, the giant Orc projection still existing.

An imposing aura overwhelming, scanning below, exuding an invincible demeanor.

"You are not Clairladin, who exactly are you?" the Orc priest spoke again, coldly questioning.

Although Fang Hao was using abilities similar to the God of Deception, a true deity would definitely not only display such little power.

Merely turning the power of a lesser god into an aid.

With a steady gaze, Fang Hao calmly said, "Since you’ve already figured it out, I won’t hide it from you, I’m actually not the God of Deception."

"Oh?" The Orc priest coldly stared at him, waiting for the mystery to be unveiled.

"Actually, I am the Slaughter God."

The Orc was startled, then his expression turned even uglier, "You’re seeking death..."

As his words fell, the chariot suddenly charged down.

The speed faster than before.

Before even blinking, the chariot, dragging flaming tails, was already attacking in front.

A several meters long light spear shattered the space, slashing towards the Dragon Queen in front.

"The enemy is on the left side of the ground."

The blade light deviated, leaving a huge ravine on the ground.

The Dragon Queen kicked out, the sound of wind howling.

Rolana’s several streams of Crimson Magic also surged from one side.

Moo!

The chariot turned around, dodging the barrage of magic while the bull horns struck towards the Dragon Queen.

"Tiralte, your speed is even more agile, Rolana, your magic power is incessant."

The Orc War God with the shield in hand, blocked the whip kick.

The chariot again moved rapidly, the long spear in hand continuously swinging.

"Your enemy, on the left side."

"Your enemy, in the sky..."

Terrifying blade lights chopped towards all directions.

Fang Hao’s body moved swiftly, continuously issuing disruptive abilities from his mouth.

But on the chariot, with the War God projection, the Orc priest displayed a relentless attack power.

The chariot roared through the arena, the Giant Bull unstoppable.

Any houses and buildings before it were like fragile sand, turning into a cloud of sand under the bull horns.

And the War God on the chariot even more so swung the long spear incessantly, massive ravines forming on the ground.

"Dragon Queen, Rolana!" Fang Hao gently called from behind.

♀♀♀♀The two slightly turned their heads, glanced, and said nothing more.

Fang Hao continued to watch the battlefield, just as

the Giant Bull once again lowered its head to charge, he spoke: "Gabriel, your enemy is below."

Boom!

The Giant Bull plunged headfirst into the ground.

Plowing a vast ravine.

As if planned beforehand, in the moment the Giant Bull fell.

The Dragon Queen transformed into a giant dragon, Rolana’s surroundings densely accumulated with Blood Magic.

Roar!

Golden Dragon Breath, dense falling Blood Magic.

Instantly covered the Giant Bull.

The looks on the Orc priest’s face tensed, he stomped his foot, leaping up from the ground, abandoning the chariot to flee.

Whistle!

The area of energy concentration, space began to contract.

The next second, Boom!

The compressed energy sphere exploded instantly, a storm of gold and Crimson swept the surroundings.

Before the wild wind dispersed.

The Golden Dragon suddenly rushed into it, claws grabbing the bull horns, raising the drooping head, energy again bursting from the throat.

Roar.

The Dragon head faced the Bull head, expelling the Dragon Breath face-to-face.

When the Dragon Breath had faded, only the bull’s body without a head remained, limply collapsed on the ground.

...

"Slash!"

An angry voice resounded through the sky.

The Orc War God threw the long spear in his hand towards Fang Hao in the distance.

"I am on your left..."

Whoosh!

The speed of the spear was faster than words...

Too late!

At the critical moment, a figure instantly blocked in front.

Alurag!

Puff!

The giant-transformed Alurag, holding a war hammer in front, blocked it.

After the magic spear broke through the war hammer, it pierced through the chest.

The next second, the energy of the magic spear exploded violently.

On the black-armored body, it left a huge gap.

The organs were clearly visible.

Two threads fell from the sky, connecting his and Alurag’s bodies, and instantly pulled back, flying backwards.

At the same time, the Dragon Queen’s figure directly soared in height.

A golden sun suddenly rose.

The face of the projection of the War God changed, and he immediately raised his shield.

"Lower your shield."

The disgusting voice rang again, and the arm involuntarily lowered.

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The ground turned into scorched earth, and the already collapsing buildings melted into flowing molten iron.

The Orc projection was becoming increasingly dim.

And inside the projection, the Priest’s skin was wrinkled like tree bark, his body also nearing its limits.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Several more Blood Spears flew out.

The Orc held the shield to dodge.

Another full moon arose.

A desolate, bleak aura emanated from the moon.

The crimson molten iron on the ground quickly cooled, then was covered with layers of rust.

The War God’s phantom was almost transparent.

The Dragon Queen and Rolana charged again.

Magic continuously fired, also followed by close combat entanglement.

Crack!

Suddenly, a shattering sound rang out.

The projection of the War God shattered like glass and disappeared.

The Orc Priest’s skin aged even more.

"Wait for my fury..."

Bang!

After dropping those harsh words, the body of the Orc Priest scattered like fine sand.

Whoosh~!

A triple-headed dog dagger flew from a distance, and with a ding, it stuck in the ground.

The three heads kept sniffing.

"This time it’s the God of the Orc."

"Damn, it stinks..."

"But the bunny maids smell good."

...

Black Wind Castle had completely vanished.

No walls, no buildings.

The ground was filled with rift-like chasms, and fluid-formed magma covered in rust.

It could be said that this battle was extremely fierce.

Looking at it now, the arrangement of the Blood Clan made some sense.

This place really couldn’t be held by anyone.

Forget about deploying troops, even if Isabella personally stayed, she probably couldn’t hold it.

Once this defense line was broken, the orcs could charge in unstoppable, directly invading the heart of the Blood Clan, all the way to Eternal Night City.

The soldiers of the Blood Clan also walked back trembling at this time.

They saw the scene of the battle, but coming back and seeing the state of the ground now, they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

Is this the power that humans can achieve?

The city was flattened over and over again.

Once settled, Laurenrag and the Ice Dragon ’Landslett’ returned to the forefront.

"Contact Isabella and let her know about the situation here," Fang Hao said.

Rolana directly looked at the Black Knight beside her, who nodded, took out the Sound-transmitting Shell, and began to report.

At this moment, Demitrija also walked back from afar.

Reporting, he said: "My lord, most of the orcs were annihilated, some chose to surrender, and there were also some slaves."

Demitrija was in charge of the battle against the orc troops.

With his own military strength, killing those orcs put no pressure at all.

It was merely a matter of how many troops were lost.

"Yes, how many slaves?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"Probably about ten to twenty thousand people..."

"That many!" Fang Hao was somewhat surprised.

"According to the slaves, they were from small tribes along the way when the army came through, all captured to be used as slaves."

Fang Hao nodded, then continued: "And how many prisoners?"

"Also several thousand."

"Kill all the soldier prisoners, let the remaining slaves work to clear out this ruin and fill the ground," Fang Hao thought for a moment, then continued.

He really couldn’t afford to keep these soldier prisoners.

It’s hard to say if there were any faithful followers of some god among them, who could suddenly have a divine descent, that would be enough for them.

"Yes, my lord."

Demitrija left, and Anjia commanded several four-armed skeletons.

Pushing a bronze chariot, they came over from a distance.

The demigod Yellow Bull disappeared immediately after death, probably resurrected at its bound altar.

But while heroes could resurrect, equipment and items could not.

This bronze chariot was left behind.

"Is this thing valuable?" Anjia clapped the frame of the chariot a couple of times.

The material of the chariot seemed like bronze.

The wheels were small, the body large.

It was carved with various fine and beautiful patterns, which looked fairly decorative.

[War Chariot (Crimson)]