Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 218: The Grasslands Stained with Blood

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: The Grasslands Stained with Blood

The Beast Emperor, like a War God, madly charged at everything on the battlefield. Any target that the Beast Emperor set his sights on had only one path if they did not retreat immediately: death.

The humans behind him also began a swift, organized retreat; they did not dare to remain in this place any longer.

Even so, the Beast Emperor’s advance was still faster than their retreat.

The guard team around him had already been wiped out, but the Beast Emperor, now unbound, seemed to unleash even greater combat power as if he had broken free from some constraint. If Cosette had been an ordinary person, he would probably be bulging his eyes out right now.

Such strength was beyond their imagination. They had thought themselves very formidable, but now, faced with the Beast Emperor, they realized their own insignificance, like ants.

All they could do was try their best not to be discovered; being found meant certain death.

Fortunately, they were all undead; if they were normal creatures, they might have already fallen apart by now.

"Truly worthy of being a Legendary Expert," Fang Jie mused as he observed the impact, filled with a mix of emotions.

Even without experiencing it firsthand, Fang Jie could understand the immense power of the Beast Emperor.

Suddenly, the Beast Emperor, who had been wildly attacking, stopped. The scene was abrupt.

The Beast Emperor, with an axe raised high, stared fiercely at the humans ahead with wide eyes. He was now less than two hundred meters from those humans.

If he could just close in a bit further, he could wipe them out in one move.

Unfortunately, the Beast Emperor was out of strength at that moment. From the sky, a Death Dart fell, instantly knocking the Beast Emperor away. It was then that everyone realized something was wrong with the Beast Emperor.

"Stop, go check it out," Cosette ordered as he struggled to rise from the ground.

The recent battle had left Cosette with serious injuries. Had it not been for the Beast Emperor’s focus on those humans, along with his desire to reduce the undead’s strength by targeting the Skeleton Flying Dragons and not caring about this insignificant Death Knight.

A single casual blow, if taken a bit more seriously, could have meant the end for him.

But even so, Cosette looked in very bad shape; most of his bones were already damaged.

To recover, with Cosette’s strength, it would probably take ten days to half a month. If it were any other creature, even a Gold-level one would have a hard time ensuring their own survival after being beaten like this.

"Amazing, this is the real power of the Legendary; it is indeed terrifying. Bring back the corpse, then clean up the battlefield."

Fang Jie commanded, and then they began to clean up. As for the corpse, who knew if it could be used in the future? But regardless, the corpse of a Legendary Level being could be useful in ways unknown.

Fang Jie knew too little about this world, but he hoped to slowly come to understand it over time.

Cosette was healing, but the Undead Army had not stopped. A part of the army had already pursued, not wanting to give the Beastmen a chance to rest and recover their strength for another battle.

Beastmen with physical strength and those without were completely different matters.

How they could transform the Beastmen after this battle was crucial tonight.

Corpses were gradually collected as they were essential resources. The blood on the ground was the responsibility of the Blood Servants to gather, but even they couldn’t collect it all.

The ground was red, whether it was the grass or the soil underneath, all soaked in blood.

After the war, a stench of blood spread continuously. Humans from afar didn’t dare to approach, and even experienced fighters frowned continuously upon seeing such a scene.

This scene was far more terrible than that of modern warfare.

What they called rivers of blood and blood-soaked earth was this.

"This time, I really learned a lot," Li Mingshu closed his eyes, still able to feel the previous scene. Thinking back to the Beast Emperor’s outburst was truly unimaginable.

The power of creatures could reach such levels, and human power could also reach the same levels.

Such power on the original Earth would probably not be an overstatement to call divine.

"Isn’t this a good thing? Having such power means we might have the chance to reach this level as well," an elderly soldier beside him said, his eyes alight with flames.

Having grown older, he had made peace with many things, but it seemed it wasn’t time just yet.

This world held infinite possibilities; cultivation could make one stronger, live longer, and even becoming a god seemed not entirely out of reach. This was a new goal to strive for.

Perhaps following Fang Jie, one could witness a broader world – that might not be a bad thing at all.

Any misgivings about Fang Jie had, bit by bit, dissipated.

On the great plains ahead, Skeleton troops gathered into formations, led by their Heroes, constantly moving forward. Whenever they encountered Beastman tribes or squads, they would immediately surround them.

If there was resistance, they would mercilessly slaughter, as they were undead, excess killing wasn’t impossible.

But if the other party did not resist, they would be taken captive and brought back. This had been discussed between Li Mingshu and Cosette before the battle began. To develop these plains, just relying on their own people was not enough.

Even with a Territory, to fully take over these plains would require a lot of time.

They were not like Fang Jie, who did not have to worry about the logistics and welfare of the troops and could rush soldiers with abandon.

Therefore, the best method was to absorb a group of locals and make them their own strength. And these Beastmen were suitable; they had previously developed Beastman towns and thus understood Beastmen better.

Even if it wasn’t for Fang Jie’s plans for that Beastman village, Li Mingshu would have wanted to transport it over to help them build up their Beastman forces.

A night of pursuit resulted in a multitude of Beastmen slaughtered. A platinum-colored Treasure Box was also brought here, along with a vast amount of loot, including numerous captives, sent over in succession.

By the time it was daylight, the entire plain seemed to have changed.

On this side of the plains, it had become the domain of the undead, with Beastmen driven away.

This news swiftly spread throughout the other human nations to the North, and they reported it through various channels as quickly as possible. Similarly, by morning, three nations had also mobilized their forces and arrived at the border.

At this point, they no longer cared about the retreating Beastmen. The threat of the undead was far more terrifying than that of the Beastmen.