Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 277: Annihilated Half

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Annihilated Half

"Indeed, this Main City fortress is not simple at all," Fang Jie watched from far behind.

In such a battle, the first thing Fang Jie had to do was hide himself and make absolutely sure that no one could find his location. Inside the fortress, there were plenty of silver-level Combat Powers and even more of the bronze-level ones.

Moreover, being on the offensive made it even harder to deal with.

Although Fang Jie had used the Bone Strengthening Technique, it could only increase the skeletons’ defensive Strength.

With a loud "boom," the dozen Silver Skull War Generals hiding near the city gate suddenly erupted, their powerful Fighting Spirit instantly depleted. But the gathered Strength was also extremely terrifying.

The black energy instantly blew the fortress’s gate away, opening the pathway to it.

"Damn it, don’t let them in, or we’re all dead."

Upon the Werewolf Leader’s command, everyone desperately rushed toward the gate to block it, but the skeletons, fearless and even more frenzied than they were, couldn’t be stopped.

And as it was their first time battling these Undead, they were not accustomed to it and couldn’t fully utilize their Combat Power.

Seeing his forces being continuously pushed back, the Werewolf Leader, in desperation, pounded his chest harshly.

Then he spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the Totem Pole; almost all of the Totem’s power was activated. A white giant wolf appeared and then leaped to the gate.

Wind Blades burst out immediately around it, shredding a large number of skeletons and some zombies rushing in behind them into pieces.

The Wind Blades carried a special Strength; even the Undead that were not hit in the vital parts died instantly.

"The power has weakened, and the cost of summoning has increased, it’s really no use anymore."

Fang Jie watched from afar as the spirit-weakened Werewolf Leader, supported by his subordinates, stood to the side, panting heavily while observing the battlefield. Previously, summoning the Ancestor Spirit hadn’t been so troublesome.

Moreover, the White Wolf’s strength had also clearly weakened significantly.

If the performance was compared to before, this attack could probably increase the battle results by at least 50%.

Fang Jie did not believe that the White Wolf would have any thoughts of preserving its strength; they were fighting at their own doorstep, with their entire tribe on the brink of extinction. If the White Wolf chose to hold back its power at such a moment, it would truly be out of its mind.

"Charge, drain that White Wolf of its power. The Skeleton Generals can charge now too, wipe out their living forces."

Finally, the Silver Skull War Generals whom Fang Jie had not fully committed to the battle began their action.

The height of those fortress walls couldn’t block these silver-level Combat Powers; soon, a group of Silver Skull War Generals rushed in and began their assault, finally breaking through the wall’s defenses.

The skeletons and zombies climbed over, joining the battle ranks.

Some Skeleton Zombies started attacking the fortress walls, built only of logs fitted together, which weren’t very difficult to break. Especially those bronze-level Zombie Skeletons, who could breach them in just a few attacks.

Initially, people hindered them, so it wasn’t possible, but now it was different.

Without any interference, gaps swiftly opened one after another, and a segment of the wall even collapsed on the spot. A massive horde of Undead surged in from all sides, leaving no chance of survival for the Werewolves.

Finding themselves surrounded, the Werewolves realized they had no opportunity to even flee.

The undead that flooded into the fortress slaughtered the Werewolves and Ratmen, instilling immense fear. This fear directly caused the power of the Ancestor Spirit to decline visibly.

"Not bad, not bad, keep going," Fang Jie smirked.

Just as he had thought, eliminating their tribal power could weaken the strength of the Ancestor Spirit.

Otherwise, a Gold level Ancestor Spirit with terrifying power reserves, when unleashed, would cause significant losses to his forces. Just in that moment, over a hundred Silver Skull War Generals were killed by the White Wolves.

Indeed, to confront a Gold level powerhouse, even surrounding them with silver level forces came at a great cost. Not to mention, there were quite a few silver levels in the Werewolf Tribe.

"Damn, how did this happen?"

"Leader, let’s break through. If this continues, we are doomed."

The Werewolf Leader, his eyes gradually filling with despair and then resolve, said, "You lead the breakout. I’ll hold them off. You are the next leader. I hope you can keep our tribe alive."

The Werewolf Leader’s strength began to burn, and he also used techniques to burst forth his own power.

He had already given up hope for survival. Even if he escaped, how could he avoid being hunted? Even if he could avoid the hunters, what about the Grass Balls? What about the food?

The world had already become barren, unable to sustain anyone.

Perhaps, this was the world’s retaliation for their excessive slaughter. The Werewolf Leader could no longer hear the cries of others; he charged forward in a frenzy. Upon seeing this, the others were emboldened and also charged ahead.

As a result, there were not enough hands for a successful breakout, and the direction chosen was not appropriate. Fang Jie quickly noticed and reinforced his troops accordingly. By the time they came to their senses, it was already too late.

All the Werewolves and Ratmen, regardless of their rank, were slaughtered.

Even those who hid in burrows were eventually dragged out and turned into corpses.

Fang Jie walked along the road, looking at the bodies strewn everywhere, also feeling waves of discomfort.

After all, this was the first time he directly controlled the Undead for slaughter; previously, he only issued commands, and the Skeletons would act on their own, or were led by Heroes, which felt completely different.

However, Fang Jie took a deep breath and quickly adapted. He had seen too many such scenes.

"Blame the mission this world gave me. I had no choice since we aren’t the same kind."

A person of another race will definitely have a different heart, not to mention that Humans originally populated this world before being exterminated by these Beastmen. Now that he, as a Human, was exacting revenge for the Humans of this world, that didn’t seem so wrong.

As the team fell apart, the power of the Ancestor Spirit decreased to the silver level and was then shattered during the battle.

The Totem Pole was still glowing at this time but was now useless. With that, he had wiped out half of the world’s Beastmen. The other half, those Wild Boar Men, were on the opposite side.

In terms of defense, the Wild Boar Men were probably stronger than these Werewolves, so it was necessary to increase combat power.