Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 239: Determining the Ownership of Quisha Island

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Determining the Ownership of Quisha Island

With the guardianship of the Skeleton Flying Dragons and the White Bone Griffin Knights of the Golden Level, anyone who dared to cause trouble was kept out.

Moreover, for the Undead, such a challenge between leaders was also a special rule.

Those truly sentient Undead Creatures did not wish to break this rule at all. It was only the Low-level ones who, under the command of the Quisha Island Master, continuously tried to breach the defense circle.

"You have already lost the glory of the Undead," Fang Hao sneered, his movements not slowing down.

The Zombie shouted, "You are an outsider, I am the local king, I don’t need to follow the rules when dealing with you."

His axe swung continuously, unstoppable, and it must be said that the Zombie’s strength and constitution were formidable. However, in terms of speed, even at the Golden Level, it remained a weakness.

Fang Hao, slightly weaker than the Zombie, though fully armed, was still a bit faster.

Due to the high attack of the weapon, Fang Hao’s strikes always left a wound on the Zombie. Although the wounds seemed small, their increasing number gradually created a cumulative effect.

Most importantly, there were many Golden Level combatants nearby, silently imposing a great deal of pressure on the Zombie.

Even as Undead, once they had thoughts, they could still experience psychological pressure.

As a leader who had lived for countless years, whether it was not wanting to lose power or not wanting to lose life, the mentality of the Quisha Island Master was inevitably not as good as those of lower-level Undead.

One did not want to die, the other was not afraid of death; this gap gradually became apparent.

"This duel determines the true ownership of Quisha Island. If the outsiders win, then Quisha Island belongs to them. But if the Quisha Island Master wins, the outsiders will be without a leader."

In their view, all Undead have a leader.

With the death of a leader, they would fall into chaos on their own.

"I really don’t understand, clearly about to win, why take the field personally?"

"Probably because of some rules of the Undead, it can weaken the opponent’s resistance. Quisha Island is large, and there are many Undead Creatures on it; if they continuously resist, it would be a hassle."

Those level Undead, unless controlled by a High-level presence, are best managed by Zombie types, because they are all Zombies. The biggest possibility is that they would keep emerging from unknown places to attack.

It doesn’t affect the big picture, but developing the island would be troublesome.

And with frequent battles, after a while, our own troop strength might continue to decline.

However, these are just outsiders’ speculations, Fang Hao had no such thoughts; part of him reasoned so, but more so, he wanted to use this battle to advance himself further, to once again strengthen.

If he only commanded battles without participating, he would never reach the Legendary Level.

The battle between the two Undead continued for another three days. After three days, the Golden Giant Elephants had already died completely, and with the loss of High-level combat power, the outcome of the war was clear.

However, due to the sheer number of Low-level troops, it was impossible to clean up in a short time. Seeing the current situation, it would probably take a few more days to completely clear it up.

By this time, the duel between the two leaders had essentially been decided as well.

The Quisha Island Master was covered with wounds all over his body, his Hard body unable to block them, with several bones already broken. There was a massive wound on his head, through which his brains could be seen.

Fang Hao looked much better, his armor merely dented here and there.

But Fang Hao knew that if it weren’t for the protection of the armor, his injuries would definitely not be lighter than his opponent’s. However, with Equipment protection, he felt no pain at all.

Due to his Talent, Fang Hao’s Fighting Spirit far exceeded ordinary people.

At this moment, his opponent’s strength was completely depleted, while he still had close to half his strength left.

"It’s time to decide the winner," Fang Hao’s body once again wrapped in black Fighting Spirit.

"Yes, it’s time," the Zombie sighed, knowing that the situation was irreversible, and even if he tried to escape, there was no escape. The pale golden strange power began to gather on his body, his last bit of strength.

Fang Jie watched from afar, always feeling a very special doubt.

That was why the Undead’s power still had a golden color. It didn’t look like something that belonged to Undead Creatures at all, but the opponent used it, and used it well.

The scene changed in an instant, the two men had already shifted positions, their speed so fast Fang Jie didn’t even react.

The next moment, the Zombie’s head fell off, collapsing completely. Whereas Fang Hao only had his helmet knocked off, not injured, and the result of the battle had already emerged.

"What a formidable opponent, the skill to die together at the end was indeed formidable. If it hadn’t been for the helmet protecting me, I might not be alive right now," Fang Hao touched his own head, also feeling a wave of relief.

Indeed, being a Skeleton himself, he also felt fear.

He was afraid that his own death would affect his master’s plans, he could not be so reckless next time.

However, after this battle, Fang Hao felt his strength had once again improved. This return trip, he would be able to advance to the Golden Peak. But to break through to the Legendary, that was still a long way off.

Golden Peak troop types are not everywhere, but they were not scarce either.

But for the Legendary level, the information he had collected so far was very limited, demonstrating its difficulty.

With the combat against the leader, the Quisha Island Master officially died, and the clerks began to quickly record. Because at this moment, Quisha Island no longer belonged to its original master, but to their new master.

Without a leader, the Zombie Army also fell into disarray.

Originally, they could have relied on their numbers to block the Skeleton Army’s three-dimensional pursuit, but now they collapsed all at once. This kind of siege warfare greatly increased the speed of hunting Zombies.

Those Zombies, Fang Jie had no intention of incorporating them into his ranks. Not even trusting his own people from Earth, let alone these surrendered enemy Undead.

Fang Jie’s order was for the army to continuously enter, and then start the crazy cleaning of the entire Quisha Island.

Any Undead not belonging to their side were to be eradicated without exception.

At a wave of his hand, the new Skeleton Flying Dragons and White Bone Griffin Knights, just created these days, took flight once again, showing off their power to Zhou Wei’s people.

Seeing this, those who still harbored any tricky thoughts instantly abandoned their ideas.