Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 253: The Retreat is Cut Off

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: The Retreat is Cut Off

"It’s a trap, and there’s the Undead Plague, these undead are nothing but trouble."

Solo’s eyes flickered red as he spoke, able to maintain his sanity under the influence of the Blood Sail. There were only about thirty or so people in the entire fleet who could do that. These people were the weakest at the silver level.

The ones below, at the Black Iron and Bronze levels, couldn’t keep their sanity at all.

Indeed, they were all worthless, only useful as cannon fodder during battle.

As Solo was considering, many small spiders suddenly crawled out from the ground ahead. The spiders weren’t large but were incredibly fast. The pirates seemed somewhat uncoordinated in their attacks against these spiders

because they were too small; they didn’t have much experience dealing with such little creatures.

Some pirates even ignored them completely, trying to continue running forward. But once a spider climbed onto them, a single bite would follow, and soon the whole body of the pirate turned limp.

"It’s potent venom, terribly potent venom."

In no time, the bitten pirates began to fall, their bodies showing spots everywhere.

The only silver lining was that they didn’t turn into rotten corpses.

"Not bad, very good, but there’s a big downside. The egg-laying speed of the Grave Guardian Demon Spider is limited, and it requires a lot of corpses to eat. It’s impossible to keep up during a huge battle. The storage time for these creatures is still too short. We need to research better methods."

Before, they had used some methods to make the spider eggs last longer, but they could only be preserved for an extra half day at most.

If they could be kept for a prolonged time, they could certainly prepare a vast number of spider eggs in advance.

Once the spider eggs hatched, these little spiders couldn’t live very long. In battle, these little spiders were the real expendables; they would die afterward even if they weren’t used up.

With a "bang," a small spider suddenly exploded, spreading a large amount of venom.

A normal person would definitely dodge, but these already crazed pirates had no clue. The pirates who didn’t evade became poisoned immediately.

As time passed, their condition became increasingly weak. The venom would spread into their bodies through their skin, and if the poisoning was too severe, even instant death was possible. But even if they didn’t die, they wouldn’t retain much combat power.

Running forward like this, by the time they reached their base, there probably wouldn’t be many left.

Although there were only a few small spiders, they each picked dense crowds to run into. Once they got there, they would self-destruct. With this going on, even if they could win, the losses would be enormous.

"Damn, there was nothing about these in the intelligence reports, there’s a problem with the information."

Solo no longer wanted to fight. After all, breaking a contract wasn’t a big deal for them.

But suddenly, someone shouted, "Captain, it’s no good, fog is forming behind us."

"Fog is forming, so what? It’s not a big deal; it’s common at sea..." Solo just turned his head back and opened his mouth wide because it wasn’t like this when they came.

A large swath of gray fog behind them was tightly wrapping around their retreat, leaving no gaps at all.

The key point was the Death Power emanating from the fog, which was so apparent.

"Damn it, those are their Ghost Ships, weren’t they said to have been called away? Could it be we’ve been tricked?"

"Captain, we’ve definitely been tricked. These people want to band together and eradicate us."

They hadn’t done lightly in their activities recently, having made a lot of enemies. It was very normal for someone to want to take them down to give the public some venting room.

If it wasn’t for Solo’s cleverness and knack for seeking fortune and avoiding disaster, the Blood Sail might have been gone by now.

This time there was a mistake; they knew too little about these new undead, only the surface.

"No, we can’t retreat, those Ghost Ships are all at the gold level, we have to push forward. There, that’s our only way out."

"Boss, but that’s a dead end."

Solo gave his lieutenant a cold look, "Idiot, there’s a warehouse over there, a Teleportation Array, we can leave through the Teleportation Array. If it comes down to it, we’ll surrender; don’t those undead have other races among their minions?"

"But the number of Teleportation Arrays..."

He understood; Solo was planning to abandon most of the people. What he needed to do now was to show his own strength. If he could join, he would take everyone with him; otherwise, it would just be a few of them.

Even if possible, they could teleport to a weaker enemy area through the warehouse and then escape.

As long as he could escape by himself, it wouldn’t be long before he was again a formidable Blood Sail pirate.

"Listen up, everyone, we have no way back. Now, follow me, and let’s fight our way through."

With that, Solo was the first to leap from the ship, with the others following suit. Without them leading the way, by the time they reached the base, there probably wouldn’t be many left. Without cannon fodder, he would be in danger.

Fang Jie watched this scene, frowning, "Miscalculated. If I had known, I would have set up a few Death Energy Towers here too." If the defense here were stronger, there would be no need to worry about this.

"But Death Energy Towers are also expensive, building several more would cost a lot."

"Then just build them at several key bases, we can’t have none at all."

Indeed, the overall price would increase, but Fang Jie, as the boss, was just that capricious.

The Skeleton Hero didn’t dare say much, as there was no place for him to speak here. The battle continued, and with the addition of these pirate high-ups, the advance of the troops became much smoother.

An entire five gold-level combat powers just led the team, charging over like the head of an arrow.

But behind them, due to the small spiders and traps, the pirates in the rear were still rapidly dying off. It’s just that with the leaders, the speed was much faster.

"Grave Guardian Demon Spider, it’s your turn." Fang Hao spoke up.

The Grave Guardian Demon Spider that had been laying eggs all this time stopped its activity. With a leap, its massive body easily jumped out from the inner walls of the base, landing in front of the pirates.

At the same time, the accumulated small spiders also ran out, rushing toward the cannon fodder pirates.

"This is the Guardian of the Dead, the only gold-level powerhouse."

This matched the information, and there were no issues. The few looked at each other and almost simultaneously, those pirates who still had their wits about them rushed forward.

The Grave Guardian Demon Spider’s eyes reflected the enemies and suddenly burst out with a greenish-gray aura. Rotten corpse poison spread all around from its body.