Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1340 - 919, Divine Believers

Returning to the main city, Fang Hao asked Anjia and Little You to go back.

He then went straight to the Troop Hiding Cave.

In the Troop Hiding Cave, there were a total of two thousand nine hundred ’Giant Guard Guards’.

They were ten meters tall, clad in heavy armor, with a chain as thick as a human leg hanging on their shoulders.

Fang Hao’s persistence in producing Giant Halberds was because, at the time of assigning Skills to the Giant Guard Guards, the primary focus was on the War Halberd.

Skills were also mainly based on the War Halberd.

Without the War Halberd, the troops’ Combat power could not be fully utilized.

He opened the Book of Lords, turned to [Giant Halberd] and began to choose to manufacture.

[Hundredfold Amplification Triggered, obtained Giant Halberd 3030.]

Thud, thud!!

Huge War Halberds fell from the sky, and the dull sounds of them hitting the ground followed in succession.

Like a row of toppled large trees.

[Giant Halberd (Blue)]

[Category: War Halberd]

[Damage: Level Three]

(Description: A Giant Halberd forged by Dwarfs.)

The War Halberd was made entirely of metal, its tip like a long spear, sharp with edges, the Moon Blade thick, axe-face shaped, with a triangular blade on the other end.

The craftsmanship of the master smith was still impressive.

Even though Fang Hao only demanded a blue level, the workmanship and details were still satisfying.

There was nothing at all to pick on.

Even, far surpassing the normal blue level.

"One for each person, after picking it up, return to the Troop Hiding Cave and stand by," Fang Hao ordered loudly.

Thud, thud, thud!!

The Giant Guard Guards immediately got into action, bending to pick up the halberds and then returning to the back of the Troop Hiding Cave to take their positions.

When the time comes for another battle, the Giant Guard Guards could be deployed.

Then, the Combat power will be observed.

After dealing with the matters of the giants, Fang Hao returned to the Lord’s Manor.

As he reached the entrance of the Lord’s Manor, he saw Anjia telling a group of maids about an incident today where she was nearly driven mad by a Dwarf.

The maids, inexperienced in world affairs, listened with great interest.

They even wanted to visit the Trade Alliance store to meet that easily angered old Dwarf.

Fang Hao didn’t interrupt them, entered the Lord’s Manor, and placed the straw man from his storage space at the corner of the hall.

Bought it already, might as well place it somewhere.

...

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

Rolana engaged in a battle with the Orcs, both sides suffered damages, but they still held ’Tiger Tooth Pass’.

The battle was not intense, the Orc team did not have any powerful heroes involved, nor were there any deities involved.

It did not seem like they were trying to recapture Tiger Tooth Pass.

According to Rolana, it was more like they were trying to hold off the Blood Clan’s assault, waiting for some opportunity.

Rolana was not sure herself, she just continued preparing to penetrate deeper into the Orcs’ lines.

Fang Hao stayed in the main city.

Dealing with some territorial matters during the day, training the maid Succubus in the evening, and spending the latter part of the night drinking and chatting with the Dragon Queen.

Deliberately hinting at the infrastructure development of Dragon Clan’s territory.

Observing the Dragon Queen’s expression.

Life passed rather leisurely.

Today at noon.

Fang Hao lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, basking in the sun, the feathery Red General perched dully on his belly, idling away.

Curling motionless as if hatching eggs, making Fang Hao feel a bit of warmth on that spot of his belly.

Feeling rather bored when there’s nothing to do.

The two of them just rocked back and forth on the rocking chair.

Squeak~!

Suddenly, the Red General made a noise, pecked at the spot beneath Fang Hao’s abdomen.

In a reflex, he sat up abruptly.

Covering the assaulted area.

Just as he was about the scold the despicable sneaky bird, he saw the matron ’Winnie’ approaching from afar.

Ever since Winnie returned from Silver Wing City last time, Fang Hao had not let her leave.

She focused entirely on running the tavern, hardly trained, which resulted in a very low rank.

Mainly because the territory wasn’t lacking money now, there was no need to specifically run a tavern.

So Fang Hao simply detained her, training daily with the maid.

Fang Hao released the covered area, lowered his voice, and told the Red General, "Next time, just call me, no need to peck."

Chirp, chirp~!

The Red General flew in the air making two sounds, unclear if it understood or not, and then flew away.

Winnie walked up quickly, looked around to see no one else, and softly called, "Brother."

Fang Hao pretended to be serious and said, "Don’t try to butter me up, you can’t delay your training."

Winnie rolled her eyes at him, sitting down beside the rocking chair, "No, I feel I am a bit different, as if I have some connection with you."

Fang Hao was startled, gently placed his hand on her abdomen, and touched, "Is it here?"

"Not that kind of feeling, no."

"Oh." Fang Hao was also a bit puzzled, simply opened the Book of Lords, and checked her attributes.

[Winnie (Tier 6)]

[Faction: Human]

[Innate Traits: Living creatures, Learner, Rose Beauty.]

[Skills: Brewing, Gossip, Precision Shooting, Lion King Boxing, Misty Water Spell, Devotee of Divinity.]

[Innate abilities: Basic Physique Mastery, Intermediate Combat Mastery, Intermediate Swordsmanship Mastery, Intermediate Firearms Mastery, Intermediate Horsemanship Mastery.]

(Description: A wild rose from the alleyways.)

Winnie had reached tier six.

Impressive talent, she was among the maids who progressed rapidly.

Due to training, her skills became somewhat mixed.

Precision Shooting in firearms, Lion King Boxing in physique, and the water spell Misty Water.

Most importantly, learning Lion King Boxing while Physique Mastery was basic, but Swordsmanship Mastery was intermediate.

Goodness, how did she learn this?

So mixed yet not refined.

And the last Skill, Fang Hao finally understood what Winnie meant by ’divine followers’.

[Divine Followers]: The most devout followers of a deity. These followers dedicate their whole selves to the deity, allowing the deity to embody them through ’Divine Descent’ and take complete control of their body.

Wow....

Fang Hao was somewhat stunned.

Was he that great in Winnie’s heart?

The maids in the city also relied heavily on him, yet none of them had unlocked this ability.

But Winnie had.

Thinking about it now, his three divine followers all seemed to be from the Human Clan. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Perhaps the Human Clan is more likely to develop such followers.

"How is it?" Winnie caught his wandering hand and asked curiously.

"I’ve found the reason, it’s not a bad thing," Fang Hao said.

"Ah? Not a bad thing, so that means it’s a good thing."

"Yes, you could say that. Just relax, don’t resist anything."

Winnie’s cheeks blushed, "Here? Isn’t it inappropriate, shouldn’t we at least go inside?"

"Shush, don’t talk." Fang Hao said, and directly used ’Divine Descent’ targeting Winnie.

The next second, Winnie’s expression stiffened, now controlled by Fang Hao.

Using Winnie’s body, Fang Hao said, "How is it? Can you feel me entering your body?"

Winnie responded in her mind, "You...how did you do this?"

"This is a link between us. From now on, no matter where you go, you can always connect with me," Fang Hao softly explained.

This follower status allows connection to the worshipped deity.

As long as there is devout prayer, Fang Hao can receive the message.

It’s like a pager; after feeling the prayer, Fang Hao can use Divine Descent to communicate with her.

"Ah, so does that mean I’m your follower now?" Winnie continued responding internally.

"Yes, you could say that." Fang Hao lifted the Divine Descent and continued.

Winnie widened her eyes in surprise.

She looked at her hands and then touched her face.

"So you can know when I’m thinking about you?"

"I don’t know, but I know now," Fang Hao said with a smile, watching her.

Winnie rolled her eyes at him, not being the shy type since she was used to running a tavern.

But still said, "So does that mean I don’t need to train anymore?"

"Who said that? You have to train even harder. When you reach the hero level, I have a task for you."

"Ah? What task?"

Fang Hao pulled her, half lying on him on the rocking chair, said as they rocked: "I want you to be my missionary priest, and from now on, you’ll help me develop more followers."

The temple is ready, the priest’s outfit is there, and even the missionary’s scriptures.

But there was no priest to use.

Miriam was too old, and Gray Bear was too unruly.

Now with Winnie, and her being the tavern owner with a sales background, it shouldn’t be a problem to develop followers.

Winnie, curled up on him like a kitten, whispered softly, "Other than running a tavern, I can’t do anything else."

"Don’t worry, you’ll learn when the time comes."

Red General went away and came back, found his spot taken by a woman.

So, he just landed on Winnie, shook his feathers, and curled up again, resuming the egg-warming pose.

Two people and a bird piled up together.

The rocking chair, under their combined weight, kept creaking continuously.

...

Orcs, Glory Highland City.

Inside the Temple.

Two divine descent Orc priests, seated on the upper thrones.

They watched with an aloof gaze at two transmigrators below.

The priest in a long robe embroidered with chariots and spears spoke, "How can you be sure he is Fang Hao?"

One of the transmigrators, after glancing at his companion, spoke softly, "We met him at the Trade Alliance tavern, with a Dark Gold guard; definitely one of the top-ranking transmigrators. Just need to check and his identity can be guessed."

The Orc looked at him directly, then continued, "Are you sure?"

The transmigrator began to hesitate, "Ninety percent sure."

The Orc nodded, "Alright, you may leave. The promised reward will be given to you upon your departure."

The two transmigrators, delighted, immediately thanked and left.

Once the hall was quiet again.

The leading Orc then looked to the side, "Marl, killing him should be no problem, right?"

The other Orc priest stood up, the loose robe adorned with imagery of bows and clouds.

He said, "It can be done. I’ll help you kill this transmigrator; you deal with his deity."

"You can count on me."

The bow-wielding priest did not say much else.

He picked up a wooden bow and walked to the door.

Picked up a black hair that the transmigrator had brought, wrapped it around one end of the bow.

Then, drawing the bow fully, he shot an arrow into the sky.

Swoosh!

The glint of the arrow flashed and vanished into the sky.

The still bow-holding Orc frowned, then shot three more arrows in succession.

As he put down the bow, the Orc priest’s body rapidly aged.

From a robust figure, he instantly turned into an frail, elderly man.

...

Meanwhile.

Fang Hao sat in the hall, holding the Book of Lords, continuing to peek at the world channel.

Suddenly.

While gleefully watching the channel, his expression stiffened, and he frowned, quickly stepping to the window to look up at the sky.

In that moment of looking up.

The sky suddenly rippled, and a silver-white arrow.

Shot from the ripple, heading directly towards the lord’s mansion.

Fang Hao’s pupils constricted, a sense of life or death looming over him.

His Demon Dragon armor quickly enveloped his entire body.

Clack~Clack!

The silver-white arrow pierced through the multiple stories of the mansion, finally looming above the first floor, targeting his chest.