Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 537: The Suddenly Erupting War of Destruction

Chapter 537: Chapter 537: The Suddenly Erupting War of Destruction

And so, the Sea Alliance passed its days in a state of subdued normalcy, with undercurrents surging in the shadows, and half a month flew by in the blink of an eye.

During this half-month period, the Undead Camp continually purchased ships. They figured, since they could sell so many ships to those hostile humans, there shouldn’t be any problem with them buying as well.

In fact, they encountered no obstacles, it was simply that some matters had been clarified beforehand.

That was, the previously accumulated ships had mostly been sold off, with humans and elves as living proof.

Furthermore, the Undead took time to manufacture ships and there were many buyers, so waiting in line was necessary. As a result, despite rumors that some large islands had acquired a plethora of ships over the half-month, no one had actually seen them.

Occasionally inquiries were made, and it turned out only some ordinary low-level ships had been bought.

In any case, no one truly believed such things; everyone was convinced those people were secretly hiding something.

After all, chaos was about to erupt, and secrecy wasn’t an issue. The more clandestine tactics one had at this moment, the safer they would be in the future—and weren’t they doing the exact same thing?

Unbeknownst to others, in reality, during this half-month, Fang Jie had only sold a few silver-grade ships, not a single gold-grade ship. He did, however, sell off a portion of the bronze and black iron grades.

These were merely for arming some of the smaller islands and weren’t of significant impact.

Everyone was probing each other, to see if they were the only ones so unfortunate.

But at the same time, they needed to pretend to have resources, too afraid to let anyone know. Under this mutual deception, Fang Jie’s mobilization was finally complete, and all plans could now unfold.

"Although preparations are still not entirely complete, when are things ever perfect? By now, it’s not like we’re rushing."

"Indeed, we’re not. We’ve prepared a lot," Qin Lan said beside Fang Jie, having to set aside other matters for such a significant event.

Even Anya, who was always working outside, had returned with her team.

On one hand, there was work here as well, and on the other, it was to protect them.

Everyone knew these people had some connection with the Peace Material Trading House. If war broke out, what if someone targeted them? Regardless, these people were, in name at least, their own, weren’t they?

It seemed that they actually were, it’s just that Fang Jie hadn’t made a move yet.

"If that’s the case, then let’s attack, carry out the plan with the utmost speed. If things go out of control, the Hero Units in various locations can consult each other—the plan doesn’t have to proceed exactly as laid out."

Fang Jie was also worried about the unexpected, as accidents could happen at any moment.

At Fang Jie’s command, the people in the war room once again bustled into action.

Especially those in the strategic command department, who began monitoring and discussing plans with all their might. Although they were the ones who had developed the various plans, whether changes were needed remained uncertain.

On the southern lands, the western lands, on Quisha Island, and even on Flower Plateau, hidden ships began to appear, moving out en masse under the escort of flying troops.

Numerous sea fortresses, under the guardianship of ships, slowly navigated forward.

"It’s quite a spectacle, but alas, it’s just a shell," Fang Jie lamented internally.

So many sea fortresses were not actually outfitted with functional buildings, and even the defensive structures, only a part had been constructed, mainly to provide a landing point for the troops.

Especially for those flying troops, who could be carried en masse by the sea fortresses.

If Fang Jie were to fully develop these sea fortresses, all his funds would be insufficient. But if it were possible, he would have been able to push across the entire Sea Alliance long ago.

Such terrifying strength might even surpass that of two Empires, excluding the Demigod Level.

Of course, even now, the scene was spectacular. With the mass movement of ships, the Sea Alliance couldn’t be entirely unaware. In fact, the moment Fang Jie’s forces began to assemble, the Sea Alliance had already discovered them.

At first, many didn’t believe it, or perhaps the message was distorted, and no one took it seriously. By the time they realized something was amiss, the ships were nearly upon the Sea Alliance.

In many places, sea fortresses were impassable, but not the ships.

Even sea fortresses could navigate through different routes into most areas, at most detouring slightly. During the prior preparations, Fang Jie had already sorted out these routes.

He had even secretly widened some originally narrow passages.

Given more time, some islands might have spotted something amiss, but with the short time at hand and everyone’s attention diverted elsewhere, Fang Jie dared to act so boldly.

"This is bad, these are the Undead’s armies—they are the greatest enemy."

Someone finally realized, but it was too late; the enemy was at their doorstep.

"This is bad, quickly inform the higher-ups, tell them the Undead are attacking."

No sooner had he uttered these words than his ship turned into a pile of ruins. Underwater, the Ghost Ships and Sargassum Ghost Ships were already in position, their speed even faster, having blanketed the seabed.

Now, as the battle had just begun, they fired the first shot.

A great many ships, before they could react, were attacked from beneath. Ships along with their crews, and even the originally reserved troops and supplies, all sank into the depths of the sea.

These resources were now beyond Fang Jie’s reach for utilization.

Alarms rang back one after another, and the leadership of the Big Islands became dazed. They hadn’t anticipated that the situation would change so suddenly. The attack hadn’t come from where they were on guard but from behind them.

They were still thinking of drawing Quisha Island to their side, yet Quisha Island itself attacked them.

Amidst the confusion, no one understood the makeup of these Undead forces, what they intended to attack, or even how many factions the Undead had.

Right now, the only ones who were delighted were the Beastmen on Beastman Island. The moment they learned the Undead had made their move, the Beastman erupted into celebrations—for the troublemakers had finally taken action.

After that, whether everyone united against the Undead or if the Undead secured their foothold, they no longer needed to worry about their rivals surpassing them. Go ahead and seek trouble; now you’ve got a major problem on your hands.