Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1258 - 848 is this your plan

Explosions rang out one after another.

Similarly, the constructs were not at a disadvantage.

Hundreds of thousands of constructs crashed into the ranks of the Lost Souls like a tidal wave.

They began pushing the towering Lost Souls back.

And amidst the chaos, the ‘Lost Souls’ that were slashed into mud began to rapidly disintegrate.

In painful struggles, masks fell off, revealing male and female bodies underneath.

It seemed that inside each monster, there was a person.

“Your bodies are impregnable, your claws can easily tear through metal,” the voice of the God of Deception rose again.

The retreating ‘Lost Souls’ swelled up, their claws gaining even more destructive power.

They could slice through the outer armor of the constructs and even pulverize them completely.

Halting their retreat, they began to rapidly charge through the ranks of the constructs.

“Do we need to take action?” Rolana asked from the side.

Fang Hao continued to watch the battlefield, shaking his head slightly, “Not yet, let’s see what other tricks he has.”

Demigods were meant to deal with the God of Deception.

And even if the Lost Souls had increased combat power, they would at most kill more constructs. It seemed that the quantity of constructs still held the advantage.

As expected, the BUFF on the Lost Souls had a time limit. After a burst of charging, they again appeared powerless.

They were rapidly overwhelmed by the constructs and hacked into mud.

Before Fang Hao and the others could rejoice,

The second move of the God of Deception came again.

Whoosh!

A massive tripod appeared in the sky.

Countless threads fell from the sky.

Landing on the bodies of all constructs and Lost Souls.

Likewise, they fell upon the Gray Bear and three demigods.

As if they were marionettes on strings, they latched onto parts of the body and then immediately tensed up.

In an instant, Fang Hao felt his body lose control, his arms slowly rising and reaching toward his neck.

Fang Hao was startled and immediately connected with the power of his divinity.

Thunder appeared in an instant, circling around him.

Boom, boom, boom!!

It was like the sound of threads snapping, and he broke free from the restrictive feeling, regaining control of his body.

At the same time, the three demigods beside him also returned to normal one after another.

The four were not severely affected.

However, when they looked back at the battlefield, their expressions changed.

The constructs that had been charging and clashing had all stopped moving, amidst a series of clicking sounds.

Hundreds of thousands of constructs, controlled by the myriad threads in the sky, stood together with the towering Lost Souls.

Slowly, they turned in Fang Hao’s direction.

In an instant, a sense of oppression loomed over them.

In their last head-on battle with the God of Deception, he displayed two rather troublesome skills.

One was the huge eyeball that could release a bewildering mental attack, affecting any unit with a soul, whether living creatures or undead.

They would become affected, starting to attack everyone around them.

The second was the myriad threads descending from the sky, capable of manipulating dead bodies to reassemble and attack.

To counter these abilities,

He chose constructs which would not be disturbed by mental interference, and also added the ‘Core Overload’ self-explosion device.

After death, their limbs would not be reused.

However, the current situation was still beyond Fang Hao’s expectation.

The constructs were still operational but already under the enemy’s control.

Even if one could see the Valkyrie constructs struggling to break free, they still had no way to do so.

Hundreds of thousands of constructs, at this moment, became the enemy’s force.

“It seems your soldiers have chosen a new master,” the voice of the God of Deception rang out again, full of mockery.

Fang Hao didn’t respond this time, his expression turning somewhat ugly.

Whoosh- swish, swish!

Beams shot out from the mouths of the Lost Souls.

Bombarding their position.

The four immediately dodged; the previous location was blasted into huge, deep pits.

Crash!

Then, the hundreds of thousands of constructs quickly dispersed.

Encircling the four from all directions with their position at the center.

“Is this your plan?” The Dragon Queen asked in a stern voice, her face serious.

“A minor setback. With the Dragon Queen’s strength, dealing with this scrap metal shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Fang Hao drew his combat sword from his waist, ready for battle.

The Dragon Queen was speechless.

In your hands, these are divine weapons slaying gods; in the enemy’s hands, they’re reduced to scrap metal.

“What’s the next step of the plan?” The Dragon Queen asked directly.

“Kill all of these, then storm the ancient castle,” Fang Hao continued.

“You…”

Crash!!

Without giving anyone a chance to continue the conversation, the densely packed constructs, accompanied by a salvo of beams, surged over from all directions.

Whoosh, the Dragon Queen gave Fang Hao another glare, stomped her foot, and her figure soared into the air.

Transformed into a golden giant dragon, Fang Hao unleashed a beam of golden Dragon Breath.

Sweeping beneath him.

The other three also spring into action, beginning to slay the oncoming foes.

…

Supreme Saint Golden City.

Outside the Royal Palace.

Well-equipped Undead armies, gripping shields and sharp swords, formed an impenetrable metallic bulwark.

Undead residents, donning diverse garments, gathered outside the Royal Palace, with the eerie colors of their Soul Fires shimmering.

Suddenly, a shout erupted amid the crowd.

All the Undead sprang into action.

They charged frenziedly, slamming their bodies and anything they could wield against the shields.

Attempting to breach the Defense and storm into the Royal Palace.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Crash~!

The Skeleton general, escorted by a few guards, strode briskly into the Royal Palace.

He bowed slightly towards Amanda, who was looking out of the window, and said in a low voice, “My Queen, the city’s residents have all revolted, this place may no longer be safe. I shall escort you out of here.”

Amanda glanced at him.

She said flatly: “This isn’t your concern, return to your post.”

Escorting the Queen was naturally the job of her trusted aides.

Taking two steps forward, the general said softly, “My Queen, I suspect that among these rioters, there are high-level heroes concealed within them. I think it’s best to escort you…”

As he spoke, his hand was already reaching for the longsword at his waist.

With a clang, the Longsword was drawn, thrusting directly at the figure who was still looking out the window.

The assassination attempt was so sudden that the trusted aides nearby had yet to react.

As the sword was about to strike.

Bang!

An explosive burst of air. The trusted aide Meatfist’s punch smashed the sword-drawing general’s skull to pieces.

The skull shattered like broken stone.

The Soul Fire was snuffed out too.

At this moment, the rest of the trusted aides sprang to action, immediately pouncing on the several soldiers accompanying the general.

All were slain.

Amanda continued to look outside, without even turning her head, she commanded, “Seal off the Royal Palace. No general is to leave their post unauthorised. Hold until dawn.”

“Yes, my Queen.”

…

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Silver Wing City.

The Hall of Justice stood at the forefront, followed by the clergy of the church.

Sacred light pierced through the night, casting a sanctified glow, and the chorus sang ethereally in the night sky.

Countless citizens gathered, standing like zombies with torches in their hands, staring vacantly at the Hall of Justice.

Gray Iron City.

Boom Boom Boom!!

Gunsmoke swirled above the city, forming a dense, lingering cloud.

Bullets zipped through the streets and after deafening blasts, dirt and stone flew everywhere.

Frostwind City.

Fierce Orcs launched an assault on the Clan Leader’s hall.

…

The main city, Lord’s mansion.

Fang Hao sat on the throne with the Sound-transmitting Shell in front of him, bearing the messages of various cities.

The Shell continuously transmitted the cities’ news.

Signifying that the domain had once again plunged into chaos.

Different from yesterday’s chaos, today the God of Deception aimed to seize political power in the cities.

Fang Hao needed to control Gray Bear and continue to deal with the battles in the Deceiver’s Divine Territory.

He didn’t have the spare energy to resolve each city’s issues.

Therefore, he issued a very simple and direct order.

Hold until dawn.

He never imagined that he could come out of the struggle with the God of Deception unscathed.

That was a true deity, one who behaved oddly and even somewhat insidiously.

Victory would definitely not come easy.

Just then.

An immense and terrifying pressure enveloped the main city.

Crack!

The sound of something crisply fracturing echoed over the entire main city’s sky.

Followed immediately by an endless and sinister dread rising in the heart.

Whoosh!!

Inside the city, all types of troops rebelled, drawing the weapons at their waists, clamping onto forging hammers, pliers, carving knives and lunging at their comrades nearby.

In an instant, the sounds of fighting and clashes of weapons resonated throughout the city.

Thud Thud!!

Eira, accompanied by the maids, ran in, dragging several newly recruited maids who were bound and furiously howling.

“Master, that strange eye has appeared again, all the soldiers have gone mad.”

As expected.

With all three Demigods in the Divine Territory, the God of Deception took this chance to come to his side.

Fang Hao immediately stood up, moved to the side, and extinguished the ‘Flame of Faith’, “Eira, take the maids and hide in the basement for a while.”

“Oh, okay!” Eira, ushering the maids, descended into the basement.

The insurrection among the city’s military was actually within expectation.

If a revolt occurred, how to handle it had already been discussed.

There wouldn’t be an issue as long as they followed the planned procedures.

Fang Hao then released a Deomn Doll and stepped out of the Lord’s mansion.

Climbing up the city walls, he saw a tall, thin man standing outside the city.

Under the moon’s bright light, one could see his tidy attire and a bloody, triangular symbol still fresh on his forehead.

Indeed, it was him…

Fang Hao, observing the man’s divine luminescence, caught the other’s gaze immediately.

Their divine powers shone like beacons in the deep night.

And below, the man at the foot of the city wall displayed a sly smile.