Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1179 - 775 Occupying Mount Dragon Peak

Chapter 1179: Chapter 775, Occupying Mount Dragon Peak

Chapter 1179: Chapter 775, Occupying Mount Dragon Peak

There was considerable activity inside the cave.

The thudding sounds echoed out, booming like muffled thunder.

The wails of the dragons were also clearly heard, drifting through the valley.

Fang Hao didn’t bother to check the reactions outside and instead opened the Gate of the Worlds directly.

The ancient stone portal opened, revealing the ship’s hold packed with Bone Dragons and Skeleton Giant Bats hanging upside down.

And standing right at the forefront of the gate was Rolana in a purple dress.

Last night, he had reconnected the gate to the ship’s hold, instead of the Troop Hiding Cave in the main city.

“Are you ready?” Fang Hao asked Rolana; he had originally planned to let her rest.

“I’m ready,” Rolana stepped out first.

Fang Hao said no more; opening the gate used up his own magic power.

He gave the order straight away, “Everyone out!”

Whoosh!

Teeming masses of Skeleton Giant Bats and thousands of Bone Dragons surged out.

And the instant they flew out of the gate, a reddish glow flickered to life within the empty eye sockets of the undead.

Soon, the Giant Bats and Bone Dragons swarmed the sky, making the already dim sky even darker.

Fang Hao continued to issue commands, “Skeleton Giant Bats, attack all cave entrances with carts; Bone Dragons, stop the giants outside.”

Upon hearing the command, the Skeleton Giant Bats quickly disbursed.

Carrying雷管 ‘dripping and clanging’ in their ribcages, they swarmed into the caves in groups.

Boom—boom!

A series of intense, ear-splitting explosions erupted in succession.

Almost at the same time, the resonating alarm bells rang out in the valley.

But the sound of the bells was drowned out by the explosions.

The whole mountain trembled non-stop as if the sky and earth were collapsing,

as if the mountain itself would fall.

Nearby, the humanoid races of the dragon species were drawing close, including Giants, Pseudo-Dragons, and Winged Dragons.

The number of true dragons had always been limited, and the two recent battles against Fang Hao had further reduced their ranks.

There were barely over a thousand dragons left on the entire mountain, all converging angrily towards the peak.

As they flew halfway up, more Bone Dragons with glowing red eyes swooped downward.

Roar—

Roar roar roar!

Black and crimson Dragon Breath streaked incessantly through the air.

Blood and corpses rained down noisily.

Then, a dogfight ensued in the sky.

…

Within the Dragon Clan’s Trade Alliance building.

Two individuals sat in a lavishly appointed hall.

One was a dragon hero in a green robe; the other, a Goblin in black work attire.

“Elder Bishop, Fang Hao is, after all, an important member of the Trade Alliance. The dragon species can make any request they wish; we should try to negotiate and resolve this issue,” said the Goblin.

The dragon referred to as Bishop wore a dark green robe, his short brown hair crowned with a pair of green dragon horns, his entire body glowing green.

The dragon looked at the Goblin with disdain and said, “Headquarters aren’t getting involved, so why are you, a regional manager, taking this so to heart?”

The Goblin in question was the area manager, Kukettor.

After recent events, he finally had a chance to meet the higher-ups of the dragon species to discuss the matter of Fang Hao.

If at all possible, he truly did not wish for Fang Hao to be in trouble—for business or personal reasons.

Ignoring the other’s sarcasm, the Goblin said, “I am somewhat aware of the conflict between the Dragon Clan and Fang Hao. Perhaps the Dragon Clan could name a price for Fang Hao to demonstrate sufficient sincerity to dissolve the misunderstanding between them.”

“Heh,” Bishop, sitting sideways, legs crossed, an arm slung casually over the back of his chair, spoke with feigned helplessness, “Then you are a step too late.”

“It’s not too late, not too late. There’s still time to negotiate.”

“Just a few days ago, the Dragon Queen led troops out herself. Yesterday, news came back that they had taken the enemy’s city,” Bishop said with a smile, looking back at him, “He’s dead. How can you mediate this matter for him?”

“This…” Kukettor stood rooted to the spot, struggling to accept the news.

Fang Hao dead?

How could he die so quickly when any battle required planning and operations over time?

The Dragon Clan’s move against Fang Hao couldn’t have been that swift.

How could Fang Hao have been killed so quickly?

“It’s impossible,” the Goblin was not yet ready to give up.

“Hmph, how is it impossible? With the Dragon Queen personally leading the charge, do you think he could survive? A petty…”

Boom!

Before he could finish, a massive roar suddenly erupted from the mountaintop.

Followed by continuous thunderous booming, as if the entire mountain was about to collapse.

What in the world?

The two rushed out of the room.

Looking up towards the mountaintop, their expressions turned as one.

They saw the sky blanketed with a dense mass of undead; Bone Dragons engaged in aerial battles with the giants, and swarms of Skeleton Giant Bats pouring into the caves.

On the mountain paths, humans scrambled frantically downward.

The mountain trembled, rocks tumbling through the dust.

Chaos reigned everywhere.

Bishop could no longer care about the Goblin beside him. With a push off the ground, he transformed into a green dragon and flew towards the mountaintop.

…

Meanwhile.

Demitrija led the undead army from the base of the mountain, pushing upwards.

An army of hundreds of thousands formed a slender line along the winding road, a hail of bullets whistled through the sky, picking off any visible foes.

Coming head-on, Aerygon was leading a group of human guards in retreat.

Seeing the vast undead army, they all hesitated momentarily, almost turning back to flee.

“Mr. Demitrija,” Aerygon recognized the leader.

“Where do you think you’re going?” asked Demitrija.

“Mr. Fang Hao ordered me to hold the base of the mountain to prevent other forces from entering,” Aerygon promptly explained.

He’d completely forgotten this in the midst of fleeing.

Now that he was asked, he immediately remembered, and it served as a convenient excuse.

“Where is the Dragon Clan’s Hero Altar?” Demitrija asked.

“It’s halfway up the mountain, where there’s a square. All of the Dragon Clan buildings are there,” Aerygon turned and pointed.

“Good, you go down and guard the entrance. Don’t allow transmigrators or any other forces to come through,”

“Yes, yes!” Aerygon nodded hastily and ran down the mountain with his people.

…

Inside the cave.

The blue dragon thrashed violently, emitting angry roars.

Four against one.

Four Dark Gold members were pounding on a Dark Gold Dragon.

Their plain movements were like humans hammering an eagle caught in a trap.

No matter how much it struggled and resisted, it couldn’t break free.

Only causing the four to swing their hammers harder, relentlessly striking its body.

Scales fell off, and blood splattered all over the walls.

Roar!!

The blue dragon under attack swung its head and breathed out a light blue Dragon Breath.

The breath, as blue as the dragon’s, swept across the cave’s entrance and walls, leaving a thick layer of ice.

An Ice Dragon?

Indeed different from the deep blue dragons.

After the breath came all sorts of ice attribute Magic, the cave covered with thick layers of ice.

Even using blocks of ice to seal itself away.

But the four sisters each had an innate ability to cast fire Magic; fire and ice appeared without ceasing.

Their warhammers continued to slam into the dragon’s body relentlessly.

…

Bang!

The battle in the cave soon ended.

The walls were splattered with blood, frozen over by a thick layer of ice.

Four Dark Gold against one, and in such an enclosed space, it was outright suppression in output.

After a chaotic hammering, the Dark Gold dragon lay dying on the ground, its bones broken and its body drenched in blood.

Only its half-closed eyes showed it was not yet dead.

Fang Hao, who had been keeping an eye on the situation outside, turned back to see the end of the fight and said, “Just kill it.”

The blue dragon’s expression froze, trying to struggle again.

But the massive hammers were already smashing down from above.

In the pounding and thundering noise, the dragon’s head was smashed, and it died instantly.

Fang Hao opened the Gate of the Worlds again, with people ready with barrels and tools behind him.

The four women worked together to throw the dragon’s corpse into the gate.

…

The five emerged from the cave.

The battle between the Bone Dragons and the Dragon Clan continued in the sky, as spectacularly intense as fireworks exploding.

Soon, Fang Hao’s attention was drawn to two figures.

Rolana was engaged in an intense battle with a dark green-scaled dragon.

The green Dragon Breath and Magic were highly corrosive.

Any targets hit, be it rocks, Bone Dragons, or Giant Bats, would be corroded clean off, a fearsome sight.

But Rolana’s Combat power was not weak; wielding a great sword, she pursued the Green Dragon with a group of Bone Dragons, hitting hard and relentlessly.

And the more aggressive she became, the more the Green Dragon fell into a disadvantage.

Another Dark Gold?

Wasn’t there supposed to be only one Dark Gold here?

A shock ran through Fang Hao, grateful that Rolana was healed and came out to help. Otherwise, dealing with this Dark Gold Green Dragon in the air would indeed have been difficult.

“Let’s not worry about them right now. Let’s clear out the caves first,” Fang Hao immediately said.

The four women nodded and ran quickly down the mountain.

Fang Hao followed the eldest, ‘Alurag,’ into the nearest cave on the mountainside.

The cave had collapsed in large areas, and beneath the rubble laid a crimson dragon in a terrible state, covered in blood and shaking its head frantically.

Was it dazed from the blast, or did the explosion trigger some sickness?

[Dragon Lord – Lester (Orange Rank VII)]

“Kill it, and quickly!”

Alurag rushed forward, hurling her warhammer directly.

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Thud!

With a dull sound, the warhammer, like a meteor, struck the dragon’s head.

As blood splattered, Alurag had already charged to its side, in Giant form she trapped the dragon’s head under her arm.

She tightened her grip gradually and then with a powerful lift.

Crack!

A crisp sound, and the dragon’s neck was snapped, its head dangling lifelessly.

“Throw it in,” Fang Hao opened the gate.

Alurag dragged out the body, then tossed it into the gate.

Then, they walked out of the cave again.

Alurag continued searching for new targets, while Fang Hao went to the other three sisters to collect the dragon corpses.

They moved swiftly down the mountain, cleaning up the dazed and confused heroes.

As for those heroes who were not heavily injured and had joined the battle in the sky, they were left to the Bone Dragons and Rolana.

They cleared from the mountain top down to the square halfway up the mountain.

And the battle in the sky ended with Rolana cutting off the Green Dragon’s head.

…

From morning, the fight lasted until the afternoon.

The sky cleared up, and the fresh air carried a scent of blood.

Fang Hao rode a Bone Dragon to the mountain top.

He walked into the grand palace.

The palace was incredibly tall and spacious, and luxuriously decorated.

On a high platform, there stood a simple stone chair with two dragon horn-like decorations extending from its back.

It seemed that the Dragon Clan’s palace was designed for meetings in human form as well.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have such chairs.

Fang Hao walked straight to the primary seat and seated himself with ease.

[Mount Dragon Peak is now your subsidiary city; you can ‘Rename’ this city and commandeer all resources of the city and its dependent villages.]