Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 438 The Decision of the Remaining Humans

Chapter 438: Chapter 438 The Decision of the Remaining Humans

"Your Majesty, what should we do? Should we take this opportunity to flee?"

"Where can we flee to? The Undead are on both sides, and even though their aerial strength is engaged in battle, their ground forces are still blocking the exit. With our current strength, even if we could break through, the losses would be so heavy that we would have no chance of survival."

Indeed, they had never anticipated the Undead would be so powerful. If that weren’t the case, they wouldn’t have ended up in such a predicament.

If they had given up forcefully resisting from the start and chosen other tactics like flanking maneuvers or escape, they would have certainly preserved more strength. Now, the power they had left was minimal.

Because the nation’s experts were scattered in different places, they had repeatedly been overwhelmed by the Undead’s numbers.

Unfortunately, even if they regretted it now, there were no more chances left.

"Moreover, their Legendary Experts haven’t joined this battle. It’s quite clear some kind of agreement has been reached."

In the rules of the previous agreement, Legends couldn’t join. They each had their own territories, so for Gold-tier combatants to fight against each other was one thing, but involving a Legend would bring serious consequences.

For anyone, losing one would be a cause of pain for some time.

Thus in this battle, no Legends had joined, and the highest tier present on the battlefield was Gold.

"Take cover quickly, don’t get hurt." Suddenly, something fell from the sky, and the people below hurriedly looked for places to hide. From the start, the Undead had continually been falling from the sky.

Most were dead corpses, but some were not entirely dead.

Those Undead, unable to fly, turned their focus to their surroundings.

Some were eliminated on the spot, and others remained alert, watching their surroundings. That was because one of the Skeleton Flying Dragons that had fallen spoke up: "We are not your enemies, we serve under Lord Fang Jie from the south."

The King stepped forward, waving his hand to make the others back off: "Can you really assure human survival?"

"We can, but you must renounce any faith related to other gods."

Even though this Skeleton Flying Dragon was heavily wounded in this battle, it finally broke through to the Hero Level. After reaching the Hero Level, it gained significant autonomy, which was necessary to even negotiate with them.

"We can renounce our faith, but how can you guarantee our survival?"

"You have no choice in the matter, you can only passively accept. If you join the north, it’s a dead end."

Even as a Hero, the Skeleton Flying Dragon didn’t say much else.

"I hope to meet your Lord, at the very least to have a discussion."

The Skeleton Flying Dragon nodded slightly: "I can’t promise, but I can report it upwards. For now, please wait for this battle to end. We have reached an agreement with the North. If we fail, we will hand you over to them."

Suddenly, everyone’s hearts seized, unable to believe such a thing was possible.

That meant, if the South failed, they were on a path to certain death. When had they become mere goods to be traded? But what could they do now?

"Bastards, what do you take us for? Believe it or not, I can finish you off right now."

"Shut your mouth, take him away." The King stopped his own son and directly ordered someone to take him away.

"I apologize for not managing him well." The King bowed his head, speaking in a low voice.

The Skeleton Flying Dragon didn’t care at all: "It doesn’t matter, we are Undead and don’t possess the concept of death. As long as we do what Lord Fang Jie instructs, that’s sufficient."

It was clear that the Skeleton Flying Dragon truly didn’t care. The King felt uncomfortable; he hated dealing with those who didn’t fear death. Apart from their own Lord, nothing anyone else said mattered to them—they didn’t care about the situation.

If humans were as obedient, their development wouldn’t be such a troublesome affair.

Of course, if humans were indeed like that, they might have gone extinct already.

The King looked up at the battle in the sky, where a full-scale war had now erupted. Both sides’ forces were entangled in the air, relentlessly attacking each other, far more viciously than against humans.

After all, humans can defend and flee, while the Undead were essentially all about attacking.

As long as they could annihilate the opposition, dying themselves did not matter. A few defended briefly, but defense was also a means to mount a better offense, reminiscent of trading blow for blow.

This was the combat method of the Undead; hence, once the Undead amassed enough numbers and strength, they could cause headaches, even fear, for the armies of any race.

"Can you achieve victory?" the King asked quietly.

The Skeleton Flying Dragon now managed to move a bit, turned over, but didn’t try to take flight.

"Of course, our strength is incomparable to theirs. The opposition is strong, but it’s made up of five forces without unified command; they will undoubtedly weaken over time."

Is that so, the King hadn’t realized it.

However, since they were a coalition, it indicated that they were disorganized.

It was just that, being Undead, their absolute advantage at the outset masked these issues. And this wasn’t the full extent of their forces, but since these were aerial forces, they were highly prized.

The King believed that, with too many losses, those behind the scenes wouldn’t want to continue the losses and would surely hold back.

With attrition on their side, the Southern forces would undoubtedly have an easier path to victory.

"This isn’t all of our strength. Our aerial power is far greater than this; it just hasn’t been mobilized yet." The King understood that many southern cities were defended by the Undead.

Without them, perhaps other foreign Undead would take the opportunity to launch surprise attacks and annihilate them.

What he didn’t know was that Fang Jie had also dispatched numerous armies to the surroundings for expansion. While the main force always comprised the infected, the aerial power was indispensable to protect them.

"I understand. After you win, if you can assure the survival of humans, then I am willing to join you unconditionally."

The people around him were stirred, but the King waved his hand. "We don’t have a choice. Our strength, in any place in this world, is insufficient to protect ourselves."

Everyone fell silent. Humans were simply too weak.

It was because humans had never been a strong race in this world, so they adapted quickly to these developments. With the King having made up his mind, they said nothing more and began to consider the future.

"I can’t make you any promises, but I think Lord Fang Jie will agree," They were well aware of Fang Jie’s preferences.