Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

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Aboard the giant ship.

Fang Hao and Anjia, among others, appeared on the ship and immediately caught the attention of everyone else.

The ancient Blood God's servants leaped onto the deck from the sea, "My Lord!"

"Hold on a moment," Fang Hao stopped them.

He placed Rolana on the ground and poured two bottles of recovery potions into her.

"Anjia, take Rolana to the room to rest."

"Yeah, you... don't worry, the city doesn't matter, it's good that we are together," Anjia commanded, carrying Rolana towards the room.

Fang Hao said nothing, silently watching Anjia leave.

Sad?

Having just lost a city that had risen to level 15, he naturally felt uncomfortable.

But if asked whether he regretted it?

Fang Hao was certain he did not regret it.

The Dragon Clan had never been one to reason, and the moment they faced off, there was no turning back.

The only regret was that his development had been too slow, without the power to confront a Demigod.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Then he immediately released a Gate of the Worlds.

The ancient stone gate opened again, revealing an array of heroes and a vast number of Bone Dragons.

"Frederick, command everyone to come out, and make it quick—we never know when the Dragon Clan might discover us," Fang Hao immediately said.

The Skeleton Dwarf hero, Frederick, was also in the Troop Hiding Cave.

And there were still a large number of Nisbits and Bound Spirit Guardians left to come out.

"Yes!" Frederick nodded, "Quickly, bring out all the Bone Dragons, and speed up the process."

Everyone walked out from behind the Gate of the Worlds.

Then the Bone Dragons swiftly flew out and landed on the deck around them.

Once everyone had emerged, Fang Hao immediately closed the Gate of the Worlds.

"Frederick, tally the numbers!"

"As you command, my Lord," Frederick responded once more.

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After dealing with the Gate of the Worlds.

Fang Hao turned his attention to the ancient Blood God's servants, "Where are Beata and the others?"

"My Lord, Commander Beata is leading the troops in an attack on Rainbow Pearl Island. Should I call her back?"

"In which direction?"

"Over there!" the ancient Blood God's servant pointed.

Fang Hao looked in that direction and saw no island.

He snapped his fingers, and a Thunder Spirit in the form of an owl appeared, flying to the top of the mast to look out into the distance.

Indeed, he could see an island far away.

"Alright, that's all for now."

Having confirmed this, Fang Hao took out the Flame of Faith and lightly blew on the wick.

Whoosh!

A crimson flame rose, and all the Skeleton soldiers instantly ignited in red Soul Flames.

"Set up defenses, enhance the watch!" Fang Hao shouted.

"Yes!" all the soldiers responded in unison.

...

The sky over the sea had already begun to darken.

There had been no news from Beata and the others.

Fang Hao continued to the rear of the ship, standing in front of the hero altar.

He opened the construction page.

[Crimson Flame War God - Alurag (Dark Gold Third-Tier Hero): Trace of Living creatures 5, Mithril 100, Giant Essence 5, Warfire Coins 10000.]

[Crimson Flame War God - Alurag (Dark Gold Third-Tier Hero): Trace of Living creatures 5, Mithril 100, Giant Essence 5, Warfire Coins 10000.]

[Crimson Flame War God - Amarag (Dark Gold Third-Tier Hero): Trace of Living creatures 5, Mithril 100, Giant Essence 5, Warfire Coins 10000.]

[Crimson Flame War God - Alrag (Dark Gold Third-Tier Hero): Trace of Living creatures 5, Mithril 100, Giant Essence 5, Warfire Coins 10000.]

[The Corpse Witch - Nelson (Orange Seventh-Tier): Death Trace 4, Mithril 60, Shadowstone 60, Warfire Coins 6000.]

[Desert Death God - Nisbit (Green Seventh-Tier): Death Trace 1, Mithril 20, Shadowstone 20, Warfire Coins 2000.]

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A dense array of resurrection prompts formed a long list.

At the forefront were the four sisters who had died in battle.

Apart from true heroes who died fighting Demigods and Dark Gold enemies, many more were casualties of Demigod abilities' collateral damage.

During the last 'Divine Territory' mission, Fang Hao had acquired 34 'Forgotten Souls.'

He had used them all to recruit tier-ten soldiers, Nisbits.

Before the attack of the Dragon Clan, the letters spelling 'Nisbit' had gradually come to denote heroes as well.

The number of 'Desert Death Gods' had increased to a count of 880.

And now, more than half of these were awaiting resurrection.

Even worse were the Nisbits who had not become heroes; once dead, they were gone for good, without even a chance to resurrect.

Fang Hao scrolled from the top to the bottom, his heart sinking rapidly.

In the list of those awaiting resurrection, he didn't find 'Spencer's' name.

He immediately clicked on the building prompt to double-check.

The description he saw only intensified the discomfort in his heart.

The resurrection requirements mentioned that 'heroes made from conversion, crafting, summoning, etc., could not be resurrected.'

And Spencer was a crafted hero, without any hope of resurrection.

"Damn it, fuck!" Fang Hao cursed loudly.

Suppressing the rage in his heart, he looked back at the dense resurrection materials.

He chose to resurrect immediately.

The city was gone; what use was hoarding materials?

Might as well use them while he could.

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The first to appear were the black-armored sisters.

Since they were resurrected, they did not have any equipment or weapons.

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Red hair and golden eyes, a slender and fair body appeared at the center of the altar.

Four people covered their essential spots with their hands and gave a slight bow, "My lord!"

"Good! First, put on some clothes," Fang Hao had made some clothes and piled them to one side.

One after another, The Corpse Witch - Nelson and many Nisbits all walked out from the altar.

The Undead weren't really much of an issue.

It didn't matter whether they wore clothes or not, they were all just frameworks of bones.

Seeing Nelson, Fang Hao asked, "Scholar Nelson, since the hero altar doesn't have Spencer's name, is there any other way to resurrect him?"

Nelson put on an ordinary linen robe and said, "My lord need not worry too much, these heroes are essentially consumables; if the body is well-preserved, it can be brought back to life just by repairs."

At that moment, Spencer's chest had been pierced with a large hole and he had been torn in half.

According to the funeral priest's techniques, as long as there's no extensive loss, it could be fixed.

Piecing together two halves shouldn't be too difficult, right?

It should still be possible.

After inquiring about Spencer's situation,

Fang Hao arranged for someone to stay here awaiting the rest of the resurrected ones, and then took a few key heroes to the conference hall.

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The hall was steeped in silence.

Fang Hao sat in the seat of honor, while the heroes dressed in coarse linen were seated on either side.

Different from usual meetings, today's gathering resembled more a bunch of militia discussing how to start a rebellion.

"Frederick, how many Bone Dragons are left?" Fang Hao asked.

Frederick answered, "My lord, there are a little over two thousand and seven hundred Bone Dragons left."

From over seven thousand Bone Dragons, only two thousand seven hundred remained after being dispersed back to the Troop Hiding Cave.

It was indeed a bit tragic.

Fang Hao nodded, his gaze returning to the people before him, and said, "Everyone, let's discuss what we should do next."

The loyalty of the heroes present was fundamentally at 100 points, meaning full trust.

They wouldn't desert or defect just because the main city was lost.

"My lord, tonight we seize the island, and we continue our development based on the island," the skeleton Dwarf hero Frederick was the first to speak up.

Frederick belonged to the city defense heroes, mainly responsible for commanding wall defenses and troop deployments during battles.

So he wasn't greatly affected during the fight.

Fang Hao had ordered the retreat, and he immediately fled with his people towards the Troop Hiding Cave.

Occupying the island and continuing development—this thought was somewhat similar to Fang Hao's own.

The Sea Tribe appeared not too powerful, bickering with the Federation over trivial matters, threatening each other constantly.

Yet their wealth was considerable, having their own shops within the Alliance headquarters.

This was not something typical forces could achieve.

Fang Hao was about to nod in agreement when suddenly, the eldest of the four sisters, 'Crimson Flame War God - Alurag' spoke up, "No, that's not advisable!"

"What do you mean?"

Alurag continued, "Beata's appearance is too distinctive, it might draw attention from others, so the Sea Tribe is not suitable to serve as the main city's development at this time."

Her meaning was simple.

If Silver Dragons attacked the Sea Tribe's main city, it could likely reach the ears of the Dragon Clan.

Then once again, they'd face an attack from the Dragon Clan.

Without any improvement in strength, defending the city another time would be meaningless.

"Miss Alurag makes a good point, this giant ship beneath our feet serves as a mobile base, which suits our current situation better for development," Demitrija also chimed in.

"Indeed."

"The lord of the territory constructed this giant ship just for such scenarios, didn't he?"

The people agreed with this plan.

A mobile base, on the boundless ocean no less.

Forget the Dragon Clan being unaware; even if they knew, searching for it with all their might across these vast seas might still lead to nothing.

Fang Hao remained silent, instead, he furrowed his brows in contemplation.

He suddenly had an idea.

A stationary base was a burden, whereas a mobile base could become a stealthy target less likely to be noticed by enemies.

Then, could he not try a special kind of 'guerrilla warfare'?

Ahem!

He cleared his throat lightly, immediately silencing the room.

Fang Hao softly said, "Considering that the Dragon Clan is in our lands, what do you think would happen if we attacked 'Mount Dragon Peak'?"

Hearing this sentence shocked everyone.

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Night fell, and inside the City Lord's mansion, torches were lit one by one.

Aerygon sat at the head of the table, with several Alliance members not far away below him.

"Alliance Hierarch, where have you been lately? Why is your icon still grey?"

"Yes, you seem to have bulked up quite a bit. Did you have some fortune and went to train somewhere?"

"Alliance Hierarch, what will we do next?"

Aerygon took a deep breath, looking down at the few people below, and said, "I'll tell you about the recent events when there's a chance. Let's discuss together how to deal with the Dragon Clan."

Their expressions turned solemn; even within the room, they looked around cautiously.

Said, "Alliance Hierarch, just tell us, if we had intentions, we would have already acted. Whatever you say, we'll follow."

Aerygon nodded and continued, "It's not unusual for natives to oppress transmigrators, and the Dragon Clan is powerful, defeating them won't be easy."

"That's true, what should we do?"

Aerygon looked at the few people nearby again and said seriously, "I have joined Fang Hao's force, fighting together against the Dragon Clan to rescue our suffering brothers."

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Anglina, Supreme Saint Golden City.

Dong dong dong!

Loud alarm bells echoed throughout the city.

The guards rushed in quickly and saluted, "Queen, the Dragon Clan is approaching."

Amanda's heart sank, it seemed things had failed at the main city.

She gestured with her hand, all the gold in the great hall turned to liquid and flowed into a storage necklace, leaving the once-lavish hall barren and plain.

Soon, a woman in a golden dress entered accompanied by two elders.

"Dragon Queen!" Amanda quickly saluted.

"Have you died in battle?" The Dragon Queen's indifferent gaze fixed on her.

"Yes, died in battle all of us, resurrected through the hero altar. We were just about to gather our forces and rush to your aid."