Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1318 - 899, More Than One Enemy

Still the same pavilion as before.

Only now, the entire pavilion has been adorned and carved with exquisite patterns, and even gilded.

Originally just an ordinary stone pavilion, it now looks like something out of a royal courtyard.

It appears luxurious, but it’s out of place with the surrounding environment.

But it doesn’t really matter, seeing as the whole domain’s style is quite chaotic anyway.

Undead, Orcs, Blood Clan, now add Dragon Clan to the mix.

So it doesn’t feel surprising anymore.

Just let them be, it’s unstoppable.

The two sat down in the stone pavilion, and Fang Hao exchanged for some drinks and dishes from the Book of Lords, setting them on the stone table.

After pouring herself a glass of wine and drinking it all, the Dragon Queen finally asked, "Have you confirmed the identity of that deity?"

"I just confirmed with the Orcs, judging from its characteristics, it’s the Orc Clan’s God of War, a deity known for slaughter, looting, and waging war," Fang Hao replied directly.

After returning, he had researched this deity in the channel.

Based on its appearance and the features of its weapon, it was indeed the Orc Clan’s God of War.

His statue is worshiped in the Orc Temple, making it easy to recognize.

The attributes offered by the deity’s statue are war, weapon skills, and additional looting.

It’s a legitimate deity of the Orc Clan.

But its believers aren’t limited to just Orcs; as a warrior, it represents many forces such as soldiers and fighters.

In addition, bandits, pirates, and others related to looting also worship it.

It has quite a wide audience.

The information was not hard to gather, and Fang Hao even thought that the Dragon Queen must have already guessed the deity’s identity.

But the natives tend to avoid these subjects, believing that investigating and probing into the details could attract the attention of the deities and bring disasters.

Transmigrators generally aren’t afraid of these things. So far, when praying, they still mutter to Buddhist figures or the Supreme Heavenly Honored One.

"What’s your plan then? Don’t tell me you’re just going to play it by ear," the Dragon Queen continued to inquire.

Sure enough, she showed no surprise or doubt regarding this piece of information.

"What can I do, naturally, to kill him off," Fang Hao said casually.

"Brag him to death?"

"No one has ever slain a god before us, but if it has been done once, it can be done again," said Fang Hao as he poured himself another drink, glancing at the Dragon Queen from the corner of his eye.

The Dragon Queen hesitated to speak, brewing her thoughts for a moment before finally saying, "You’re crazier than I am."

"The God of War is also known as the Plunderer, rumored to have a domain filled with treasures he has looted. If we kill him, all those will be ours," Fang Hao leaned forward, looking straight into the eyes of the beautiful woman across from him.

He looked like a street swindler trying to tempt a wealthy lady.

The Dragon Queen frowned and shifted her body backwards, "You’re starting to resemble the God of Deception more and more."

"Eh?" Fang Hao didn’t understand and continued, "The Triple Skull Dagger, the recorded location of the Orc deity, we can find his domain, whether to deter or attack, either is possible."

The Dragon Queen did not reply, and the only sound around the stone pavilion was the chirping of insects from the flower beds.

After a long while.

Finally, the Dragon Queen spoke, "Putting aside whether we have the ability to defeat him, there’s a big problem with your plan."

"Oh? How so?"

"Your plan was created based on the standards of the ’God of Deception’ and isn’t suitable for the current opponent."

After a pause, the Dragon Queen continued, "He’s a factional deity, capable of summoning Orc demigods or Dark Gold Heroes, and likely has divine allies as well. Our enemy may not just be him but the entire pantheon worshiped by the Orc Clan."

Hearing this, Fang Hao’s heart thudded.

He understood and was taken aback.

Indeed, it was a problem.

The God of Deception, not being a factional deity, lacked any demigods he could mobilize because of his own character flaws.

Therefore, except for the mythical troops, the God of Deception himself would engage in combat in the divine realm.

And even then, their victory was hard-won.

But this Orc War God was different; as a factional deity, one could see the entire Orc Clan as his followers.

This naturally includes heroes like demigods and those of Dark Gold or Gold rank.

And another point was allies.

To establish a statue in the Orc territory means he has Orc allies, just as Fang Hao allowed the Dragon Queen to place a statue in his domain.

Therefore, going to war with the God of War means being prepared to battle the entire Orc Clan, as well as several deities all at once.

It is a troubling matter.

After pondering for a moment, he continued to respond, "There’s no need to worry about war with the Orc Clan. Our military force and strength are not inferior to theirs. Even if war really breaks out, Orcs cannot attack across regions to reach us here. As for divine allies, I’ll make some moves during this period and also seek out some allies to strengthen our power."

"Indeed, it would be best if there were two more transmigrator missions," the Dragon Queen said.

Hmm... she’s now aware of the benefits of transmigrator missions.

Unfortunately, these missions are not only spaced far apart, but their difficulty is also gradually increasing—and overcrowding and frequent tasks will not boost transmigrators but will wear them down instead.

The pair continued to drink and chat, discussing many plans for further development.

They talked until the sky began to brighten.

The Dragon Queen stood up to leave, and Fang Hao stretched out his limbs before making a round in the industrial area and then returning to the lord’s mansion.

Giggles and laughter came from outside the door.

After breakfast, the maids began to walk in groups towards the training ground.

Indeed, their lives were somewhat monotonous, but their current lifestyle was once unthinkable.

Whoosh~

An arrow-cutting sound rose, and the maids not far away screamed.

Following that was Anjia’s triumphant voice, "Is there anyone who wants to go for a ride?"

As Fang Hao stepped out the front door, he saw the four-legged Giant Lizard pulling the bronze chariot, hovering mid-air, with Anjia standing on the chariot decked out in Plate Armor, looking every bit the female general.

This spectacle clearly had the intended effect, causing the uninformed maids below to let out exaggerated squeals.

The chariot’s performance was indeed quite unique.

It can stay steadily in the air, just as if it were standing on the ground without any difference.

Divine relics, they all have their own unique traits.

Moreover, anyone can use them, not just the divine beings.

Anjia flicked the reins lightly, and the giant lizard immediately took the chariot and fell from the air.

Landing on the ground.

The originally not-so-large chariot armor began to expand continuously with the increasing number of servant maids.

Until all the servant maids were accommodated inside.

Fang Hao stood at a distance, pointing at Anjia, warning her not to do anything dangerous.

The latter waved her hand in return, signaling him not to worry.

Then, with a flick of the reins, she soared into the sky with the maids, circling above the city amidst screams.

Seeing that there was no danger, Fang Hao didn’t intervene.

He turned to someone nearby and said, "Call over Black Thorn."

"Yes, my lord." Nisbit turned and walked towards the Blood Prison.

Black Thorn wasn’t in the main city before, but was assigned a task by Fang Hao to search for the Book of Lords of Cleolando in Ashen City of the Undead Desert.

Last night, he had only returned to the main city by teleportation, and it was just as Fang Hao was about to examine a corpse.

Fang Hao got himself a glass of fruit wine in the cellar and by the time he returned, Black Thorn was already standing in the hall.

"My lord, you asked for me?" Black Thorn spoke directly.

"Yes, have a seat."

Whether the Undead sits or not doesn’t make a huge difference, it doesn’t relieve fatigue from sitting or lying down.

More so, it is a form of respect for the Undead.

Speaking while standing and speaking while sitting give off different feelings.

Once Black Thorn sat down, Fang Hao continued to ask, "Any news about the Book of Lords?"

"We’ve investigated that all of Miss Cleolando’s belongings have been gathered in the warehouse of Ashen City. The Book of Lords we’re looking for should be in there too." Saying this, he pulled out a map of Ashen City.

Pointing out the city gates, streets, and the warehouse location.

The warehouses in each city are heavily guarded.

Attempting to steal or rob is quite difficult.

Besides, given the awkward timing with the Orcs, it’s indeed not suitable to draw the Undead’s attention.

"Any ideas?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"I was just about to discuss this with you, my lord. Ashen City plans to sell these resources to local merchants in exchange for money, so we can think of a way from this angle."

"You mean, disguise ourselves as merchants?"

"Yes, my lord. Or confirm which merchant troop has bought these goods and find a way through the merchant troop. It’s much simpler than obtaining them from the tightly secured warehouse," Black Thorn explained.

Indeed, a good approach.

Robbing a merchant troop later would be much simpler than attacking a warehouse.

Fang Hao thought for a while, feeling that he didn’t need Black Thorn around lately, and said, "In a moment, have Doujin allocate a few Skeleton merchants for you, and you all disguise as merchants and make another trip. If you can buy it, buy it. If not, note down who did."

"Yes, my lord. Then I will go find Mr. Doujin now."

"Good."

...

Orc District, Glory Highland City.

Outside the lofty and magnificent temple, a dense crowd of Orcs knelt.

Since last night when the Orc Demigod resurrected at the altar, over half of the Orcs in the city had been kneeling here.

Waiting for the retribution from the gods.

Creak~

The grating sound rang out as the heavy doors were slowly pushed open.

A deep voice came from within the temple, "Everybody disperse. ’Gabriel’, come inside."

"Yes."

The huge-horned Yellow Bull rose and walked into the hall.

While the rest of the Orcs left carefully, their heads bowed.

Inside the temple.

A male Orc dressed as a Priest sat on a chair.

"Exalted father god." The Yellow Bull spoke, bending its forelimbs in reverence.

The male Orc nodded and said, "The God of Deception has long been dead. The one who fought with us yesterday was someone else."

The Yellow Bull’s heart tightened.

Gods can die?

Aren’t they supposed to have endless divinity and power?

"Father god, what do you mean?"

"Amass troops at ’Tiger Tooth Pass’, and arrange for Scouts to watch the Blood Clan’s movements day and night," the male Orc said.

Tiger Tooth Pass is the fortress directly opposing the Blood Clan.

If the Blood Clan were to counterattack, this would be the first place they struck.

Therefore, troops must be gathered here, whether for an offensive or to prevent a counterstrike from the Blood Clan.

"As you wish, father god."

The male Orc continued, "Also... send someone to investigate if anyone has had conflicts with the God of Deception recently. I want detailed information," the male Orc said.

This statement startled the Yellow Bull again.

Did the father god mean that the death of the God of Deception was related to mortals?

Otherwise, why investigate here?

Mortals slaying gods.

This seemed almost inconceivable.

"Understood, father god!"

"Go now, prepare for the upcoming battle with the Blood Clan forces."

"Yes, father god."