Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 1182: Chapter 778, Dragon Crystal Mountain

Inside the colossal ship’s grand hall.

Fang Hao sat in the seat of honor, looking at Beata, who had just been resurrected.

And the silver-haired girl, her eyes brimming with tears, glared at him furiously.

Both aggrieved and full of rage.

Ah!

Fang Hao sighed in his heart.

When people interact, feelings are bound to develop.

Just last night, Beata mentioned that once they returned, she would help him resolve the conflict with the Dragon Clan, and that would be the end of it.

Sadly, the war broke out at a faster pace than Beata had anticipated.

Caught in the middle, she found it harder to accept than anyone on either side.

“Did you kill yourself because I killed members of the Dragon Clan?” Fang Hao asked.

In truth, he had anticipated that Beata would certainly have a confrontation with him.

But he hadn’t expected it to be in such an extreme way.

Tears flooded Beata’s eyes as she glared at him and then said, “Why did you resurrect me? Why didn’t you just kill me along with them?”

There was never any conflict with the Elf Clan, it was outright war with the Dragon Clan.

Today at noon, when she returned, she intended to boast to Fang Hao about her achievements, confident they could conquer the Sea Tribe by nightfall.

But what she saw were the corpses of two Dark Gold dragons.

These were elders she had watched grow up, and naturally, she couldn’t accept that this had happened right before her eyes.

“The Dragon Queen led her troops yesterday and has already captured the main city. Those resurrected yesterday all died by her hand,” Fang Hao said with a gentle voice as he looked at her pitiable state.

“That’s impossible, Mount Dragon Peak is so far from the main city, how could she lead troops there?” Beata retorted angrily.

Not everyone can teleport, even the Dragon Queen, a Demigod, was not capable of such magic.

“The Elf Clan used some sort of teleportation to bring the Dragon Queen near the main city, and within half a day, the city fell,” Fang Hao explained.

Beata sobbed, her mind a complete mess.

During the time they spent together, Fang Hao had treated her and ‘Ashbourne’ quite well.

She had originally planned, after fulfilling the fifty-year agreement, to go back and persuade the Dragon Clan.

But she hadn’t expected the two sides to start fighting again.

Moreover, the battle had escalated to the point of mutual attacks on each other’s main cities.

“Then you, you should just kill them all, they’re all my family, Mount Dragon Peak is my home!” she said, as large teardrops pattered down once more.

“The war has begun on both sides, and I really don’t have a good solution,” Fang Hao said helplessly.

“Can you not kill them? Please, I’m begging you, okay?” Beata suddenly lifted her head to look straight at him.

Ah! What a sin.

Why did he ever write her name in the Dream Entering Contract?

“If I don’t kill them, they will kill me, kill Millie, kill Anjia, kill everyone here. You know the ways of the Dragon Clan,” he said.

“I’ll plead with my mother to stop her from pursuing you, just don’t kill them, okay?” Beata continued.

“Your mother?”

He hadn’t seen any Silver dragons.

“The Dragon Queen is my mother; I will talk to her. Our grudge is all a misunderstanding. Once you’re clear, my kin won’t bother you,” Beata went on.

The term ‘mother’ in the Dragon Clan didn’t necessarily mean a biological relation.

It referred to the concept that all the colorfully hatched young dragons raised by the Dragon Queen would call her ‘mother.’

Of course, Beata was the only such young dragon at present.

But given the long lifespan of the Dragon Clan, more young dragons would eventually be born.

Fang Hao didn’t immediately respond but pondered the feasibility of this matter.

Given the temperament of the Dragon Clan, it seemed unlikely that there would be a possibility for conciliation.

Not to mention the killed dragons, Mount Dragon Peak was devastated by his curse, all the Gold and jewels carried away.

Could the Dragon Queen, the leader of a prime race, tolerate such an insult?

He certainly didn’t believe it.

“Is it okay?” Beata, her eyes tearful, looked at him hopefully, “Fang Hao, I’ve never asked you for anything. Please don’t kill them. They’re my family, like Eira and Rolana are to you, I’m begging you!”

Then, she fell to her knees.

Fang Hao felt uneasy as well, and said, “It’s possible.”

“Really?” Beata said, amazed.

“Rather than trying to persuade the Dragon Queen, you might want to try persuading the dead heroes first. After all, it’s difficult to save them, having exceeded the resurrection time,” Fang Hao continued.

Beata persuading those of the Dragon Clan had no impact on him.

If could she persuade them, these dragon heroes would work for them, enhancing the strength of his territory.

If not, it wasn’t too late to have Nelson turn them into Undead heroes.

The only issue was that he didn’t have good control over the two Dark Gold dragons and could only wait and see.

As for Beata persuading the ‘Dragon Queen,’ he wasn’t too hopeful.

Would such a strong and powerful woman let him off easily?

Impossible, unless he could offer something she couldn’t refuse.

But what did the Dragon Queen lack?

Whatever it was, he couldn’t provide it.

“Then, how should I do it? They definitely won’t listen to me,” Beata urgently asked.

The two dead Dark Gold members were one an elder of the Dragon Clan, the other also high-ranking, how could they possibly listen to a young girl like her?

Fang Hao thought for a moment and said, “Just tell the truth, you’re now a prisoner of war, working for me for fifty years. If they submit, they’ll work for fifty years just like you. If not, I’ll destroy the altar straight away, and they’ll be turned into Undead.”

“Don’t, don’t kill them, I will persuade them,” she said, and then Beata moved to get up.

Fang Hao shook his head, “No rush, first stabilize your emotions, then speak to them.”

“Okay, alright,” Beata said, sobbing.

Heroes, after death, could communicate through the altar.

Most forces had Priests who could do this, and Nelson could too. This time he would have Beata convince those great dragons.

It was also a chance for Beata; otherwise, he feared future psychological issues might arise.

He wanted Beata to calm down first, while Fang Hao would head to Mount Dragon Peak to continue directing the search for spoils of war.

…

Mount Dragon Peak, on a plaza halfway up the mountain.

“My lord, please come over here and take a look at these,” Demitrija approached quickly and said.

Fang Hao, taken aback, followed him to a building nearby.

Pushing open the door, Fang Hao’s eyes instantly widened, revealing a look of joy.

In the room, a small mountain had been piled up, its body crystal clear, as if it illuminated the entire room with brightness.

Dragon Crystals, a small mountain made of Dragon Crystals.

Right, the living area of a race always produced their corresponding materials.

Orc regions gave Beast Tooth, Crescent Heights were known for Blood Stone.

And naturally, now that Mount Dragon Peak had been taken, there were large amounts of Dragon Crystals too.

“What’s the approximate count so far?” Fang Hao’s heart pounded with excitement.

“We have almost a thousand pieces by now, and the soldiers are still searching. The number should increase further,” Demitrija continued.

Fang Hao nodded, “Good. Let the soldiers search thoroughly but be careful not to damage the environment here, especially take into consideration Beata’s feelings.”

“Understood, my lord.”

Night fell, and torches bathed the entire Mount Dragon Peak in light.

Skeletons, in dense numbers, were still scavenging.

…

The next day.

The undead army, twenty thousand strong, had returned to Fang Hao’s main city.

The city at this moment looked truly pitiful.

At first glance, one could see battered city walls and collapsed watchtowers.

Most importantly, the entire city was enshrouded in a dark red fog.

The clouds of vapor churned, lingering on and on.

The color and density made it clear that there was some lethal toxin involved.

Even the mightiest living creatures would not dare to rashly enter the poisonous fog, as long as they still breathed.

Inside the golden carriage, a lethargic voice sounded, “Humph! That transmigrator used poison gas to seal up the city. You undead aren’t afraid of these gases, go search inside the city.”

“There are quite a number of troops in that city; my men might be…” Amanda said deliberately.

“Don’t worry, we’ve cleared it before; there’s hardly anyone left now,” the Dragon Queen continued.

“Oh, okay!” Amanda agreed.

But inwardly, she cursed in disbelief.

She had been involved in the city’s defensive deployment and knew very well how many troops were arranged there.

Taking the city directly might have been fine, but now that it was sealed with poisonous gas, the troops inside couldn’t possibly have been completely cleaned out.

It didn’t matter though; it was just a farce to keep up appearances with the other side.

“What do we need to do after we enter?” Amanda asked.

The Dragon Queen answered softly, “See where the poison gas is coming from, and if found, shut it off. If it cannot be shut off, then look for… look for my daughter’s traces, a silver dragon of the Dragon Clan.”

Amanda had seen Beata before but showed no reaction, “Understood.”

…

After symbolically checking the troops and saying a few words,

she led the forces towards the city.

The poison fog filled the entire city.

Visibility was only about one meter ahead.

Even sending some gusts of wind simply caused the gas to churn a bit, but it didn’t disperse.

Entering the city,

the situation was even more despairing than Amanda had imagined.

Ruins and rubble, broken beams, and shattered tiles littered the ground.

There were layers of White Bone on the ground and the carcasses of some giant dragons could be seen.

Densely packed Skeleton archers and Skeleton Warriors stood on the debris, in a state of readiness.

Motionless, they just stood there blankly.

“Make some noise of combat, for those outside to see,” Amanda ordered.

With Fang Hao beaten so badly by the Dragon Queen, she certainly didn’t want Supreme Saint Golden City to end up in the same state.

Besides, Fang Hao had the Skills to escape, and she didn’t.

Once the order was given, the soldiers behind her sprang into action.

The sounds of fighting started, clinks and clangs, and the occasional explosion.

The mood was rendered very convincingly.

Amanda waved lightly, and the Skeleton archers in front made way.

Advancing deeper into the city, her surprise grew.

The former industrial zone was no more, leaving behind only a vast stretch of empty land, with a layer on the ground that looked like chilled molten iron.

Moving forward, the plaza and half of the residential area were also gone, utterly empty.

What kind of battle had taken place here to be so fierce?

She continued until she reached the lord’s mansion and looked up at the huge palace.

Bathed in the morning sun, it radiated a holy glow.

Amanda entered the mansion, sat down in the main hall at her usual spot, and took out a Sound-transmitting Shell, “Fang Hao, what are we supposed to do next?”

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