Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 1157: Chapter 758, Quickly Breaking the City

The collapsed walls still scattered rubble and dust.

Everyone was watching over here.

But Rodney never emerged from the rubble.

*Dead?*

*The strongest warrior on this island, gone in just one strike? Hammered to death?*

*The situation had shifted too quickly, making it almost impossible to accept this reality.*

The transmigrators at the base of the city silently cursed this group of idiotic Sea Tribe soldiers, wondering why they provoked such an enemy.

They then became even more desperate in their frantic charge outward to escape.

Anyone blocking their path would be swarmed and hacked at with a frenzy of blades.

They looked ready to annihilate anything—divinity or demon—that dared stand in their way.

Meanwhile, at both flanks of the city walls,

a few heroic Sea Tribe commanders began regrouping scattered troop units to reinforce the defense.

But at that exact moment—

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three more Flame Spears shot up onto the walls, morphing into three identical black-armored warriors who now stood atop the battlements.

The Sea Tribe soldiers attempting to storm the walls instantly froze in their tracks.

Their eyes filled with terror as they began, inch by inch, retreating backward.

Once again, they fell back down to the base of the walls.

“Charge—Charge up there, he’s just one…”

Whoosh!

A piercing sound cut through the air. The black-armored warrior launched forward with a single stomp, instantly appearing next to that commander.

A hammer came crashing down in a cleaving strike.

Bam!

The immense force drove the commander’s body into the ground; half his torso vanished, revealing the grisly contents of his chest cavity.

Dead—another instant kill.

*Damn, that’s brutal!*

This time, no one dared advance.

They merely kept a vigilant eye on the figures above, retreating step by step to create distance.

The four black-armored warriors didn’t slaughter any more soldiers—or rather, unless someone grabbed their attention, there was no need to die.

The four of them descended from the walls, each standing guard in front of a city gate, effectively sealing off any escape routes.

Everyone was stunned once again.

*What’s the meaning of this?*

*They won’t let us leave?*

*They’re treating us as dumplings stuffed into the pot, planning to suffocate us within the city?*

The transmigrators who hadn’t yet escaped grew increasingly furious.

If not for these meddling Sea Tribe fools, they would’ve already managed to escape.

As they hesitated, *

on the walls, an innumerable horde of skeleton soldiers, their glowing red eyes like blood, surged toward the city like ocean waves.*

Whoosh!

From the skies above, a magnificent silvery-white dragon descended gracefully.

It transformed into a silver-haired girl, who began strolling through the city.

A crisp voice rang out, “If you don’t want to die, drop your weapons. At the very least, you’ll keep your lives.”

By now, the situation was crystal clear.

A massive army of undead had already breached the walls, with endless waves of skeleton warriors continuously flooding into the city.

The gates were sealed off by four black-armored warriors.

There wasn’t even a chance to flee.

Cling. Clang.

The surviving Sea Tribe soldiers glanced at each other. In the end, they set down their weapons.

“Respected Dragon Clan, we are willing to submit. Please uphold your promise and spare us.”

“There are many women and children in the city. We beg the honored Dragon Clan lady to protect them.”

“Long live the Dragon Clan…”

The crowd discarded their weapons and knelt on the ground.

Cries of “Long live the Dragon Clan” grew louder, forming a unified chant.

They shouted so fervently that Beata’s face turned red.

*She wanted to explain—this had nothing to do with the Dragon Clan—but had no idea where to even begin.*

*In the end, she could only quicken her pace to carry out the task Fang Hao had assigned to her.*

Sure enough, those who dropped their weapons were spared from the undead’s wrath.

Meanwhile, the sounds of battle still echoed from certain areas.

But the skirmishes didn’t last long. The city soon fell into an eerie silence.

The surrendered Sea Tribe soldiers and transmigrators were rounded up and placed under tight supervision.

Though shackled heavily, at least they hadn’t been turned into corpses.

…

Aboard the massive ship, a sudden rush of air accompanied two heavy thuds as a large net filled with Books of Lords and two figures were tossed onto the deck.

Bang! Bang! Bang! They landed hard on the planks.

Soon after, the silvery-white dragon, transformed once more into the silver-haired girl, descended as well and said, “Here are the Books of Lords you wanted. In the city, we also found some dwarves. I brought back two.”

Fang Hao nodded, signaling he understood.

The dwarves, dizzy and disoriented from the throw, wobbled to their feet.

Seeing the human before them, their expressions shifted remarkably.

*To think the one commanding both undead and dragons was a mere human—a young human, at that.*

*What in the world had happened to this world?*

Before Fang Hao could speak, one dwarf hurriedly said, “Sir, we are not affiliated with the Sea Tribe. We had no intention of getting entangled in this affair.”

“Indeed, indeed! Wise sir, please don’t drag us into this mess.”

The two dwarves spoke anxiously.

They had witnessed the combat earlier.

*This army had claimed the Sea Tribe harbor with sheer dominance.*

*Though internal chaos caused by transmigrators had brewed some confusion, the siege itself lasted only a few hours.*

*This wasn’t a siege at all—it was faster than scaling a damn mountain.*

*Even with their naturally temperamental dispositions, the dwarves dared not provoke such a commander.*

*A single careless word, and it could be curtains for them.*

Fang Hao eyed the dwarves in front of him.

“What were you doing here in Sea Tribe territory? Think carefully before speaking. Those who lie don’t end well.”

The dwarves visibly trembled upon hearing his warning.

*Damn, this guy’s terrifying.*

*They were only here for maintenance work—how did they stumble into this nightmare?*

One of them stammered, “The Sea Tribe has been purchasing a lot of city defense equipment from us recently, and we were just handling the installations and adjustments. We didn’t know you….”

The Sea Tribe had purchased defense equipment from the dwarves?

While observing from afar during the battle, Fang Hao hadn’t noticed anything particularly special.

Both dwarves quaked when the human before them fell silent.

Immediately, one added, “A lot of the equipment is anti-air weaponry, mostly concentrated across the northern island clusters.”

Fang Hao nodded. “So you know their precise locations, right?”

“Yes, yes! As long as you don’t kill us, we won’t hide anything from you!” the dwarves promised quickly.

*Maybe they were scared senseless, or maybe they just didn’t want to die for the Sea Tribe’s foolishness.*

The dwarves weren’t resisting and seemed eager to cooperate.

“Bring over a map of the archipelago,” Fang Hao commanded.

Someone quickly fetched a map of the archipelago.

Fang Hao handed the map and a pen to the dwarves. “Mark the key defense points in each city.”

“Yes, yes!”

…

The night was eerie and dark.

Yet the Royal Palace of the Sea Tribe remained brightly lit.

The Sea King, Sainsbury, sat on his throne, clad in golden armor and gripping his golden trident.

The Sea Tribe couldn’t sink the massive ship, but they had been tracking its movements nonstop.

Learning that the vessel had commenced its assault on Crooked Tooth Island, the Sea King and his ministers awaited news within the palace.

They had done everything possible—purchasing equipment, amassing troops.

*The Sea King was painfully aware of the importance of this first battle.*

*Victory wasn’t just about the death toll; it encompassed politics, morale, and countless other factors.*

*If the first battle was won, further defense and mobilization would be easier.*

*If they lost, the next defenses would falter; panic would spread, and morale would plummet.*

Thus, upon hearing of the enemy’s assault on Crooked Tooth Island,

he paid particular attention.

Swish, swish, swish!

A squad of elite guards rushed into the grand hall.

They glanced briefly at the assembled ministers lining both sides,

before stepping toward the center to deliver their report. “Your Majesty, there’s news from Crooked Tooth Island.”

Everyone’s heart began to pound. *So soon?*

When the guard entered, they had assumed supper had merely arrived.

No one expected news from Crooked Tooth Island.

“Speak!” the Sea King ordered forcefully, gripping his trident tighter than before.

The guard swallowed hard, then said, “The port of Crooked Tooth Island has been breached. The Island Master has died.”

“What? Are you lying about military intelligence?” The Sea King shot to his feet, roaring furiously.

*Impossible.*

*The timing was absurdly fast.*

Thousands of defenders within the city….*

*Even if they were thousands of pigs, rounding them up would take some time.*

*How could this be? How could the city fall so quickly?*

“Your Majesty, the report came directly from the Sound-transmitting Shell at Crooked Tooth Island. The port has fallen, and the opposing forces vastly outnumbered our defending troops,” the guard reiterated.

The Sea King sank back into his throne, his expression riddled with frustration and helplessness.

*Who were these people, capable of conquering a city with such speed?*

*And this was no ordinary city—it had been carefully fortified with specialized defenses against naval assaults.*

“Your Majesty, we should immediately inform the other islands to increase their defenses.”

“The enemy’s strength far exceeds our capabilities—we should consider negotiating peace.”

“Peace negotiations? How do we negotiate when we don’t even know who they are?”

Instantly, chatter filled the hall, turning the once-quiet chamber into chaos.

The Sea King slammed his chair twice, silencing the crowd. “Notify the surrounding islands to bolster their defenses immediately. Monitor the enemy’s movements closely. Arrange for emissaries from the nearest islands to initiate negotiations.”

…

[81 Books of Lords available for consumption.]

The collected Books of Lords shimmered into light, merging directly into Fang Hao’s personal Book of Lords.

[You have acquired decision-making rights for 81 territories.]

[Occupy/Abandon.]

[…]

Fang Hao consumed the Books of Lords, while large forces transferred the port’s valuable cargo onto the massive ship.

Simultaneously, a vast undead army reinforced the surrounding walls to prevent sudden reinforcements from the Sea Tribe at this vulnerable time.

Thud, thud, thud!

Footsteps echoed.

The two dwarves were brought back once more.

“Sir, we’ve finished marking the map,” one said.

The map was handed over; Fang Hao studied it closely. Each marked circle indicated locations of enhanced defense installations.

*Honestly, these defenses posed little threat to Fang Hao’s forces.*

*By now, Fang Hao wasn’t simply relying on overwhelming numbers anymore.*

*His heroes had all reached significant ranks, making conquests like the Sea Tribe seem hardly challenging.*

“What’s the name of this island?” Fang Hao asked, pointing to one of the marked locations.

The dwarf glanced at it and replied, “Yuxiang Island. This island is home to a large population of ‘Needle Rays,’ hence its name.”

The Sea Tribe archipelago resembled a lotus bloom.

The outermost layer consisted of 24 islands; the second layer contained six; at the core stood the Sea Tribe’s political center—Rainbow Pearl Island.

Having already secured Crooked Tooth Island, Fang Hao’s next step was penetrating the second-layer islands.

*Only by clearing the waterways could they strike Rainbow Pearl Island.*

Fang Hao nodded and issued orders to his subordinates below. “Speed up the cleanup operations. Once they’re complete, proceed to Yuxiang Island.”

“Yes, sir!”

The city buzzed with activity again as everyone hastened their plundering efforts.

It wasn’t long before guard units were left behind to secure their hold on Crooked Tooth Island.

The massive ship navigated through the island’s port, moving deeper into the second layer of the archipelago.

The march toward further conquest continued.

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