Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 609 Entrusting and the Skull King

Chapter 609: Chapter 609 Entrusting and the Skull King

The Corrosion General didn’t mind, after all, he had once been human himself.

As a human, because of aesthetic perceptions and taste, he preferred skeletons.

But once he transformed, he liked zombies even more, because zombies had flesh; nobody wanted to become just a skeletal frame. Even though the flesh was rotting, there always was a chance it could grow back.

Aside from special types of zombies, any that reached Gold Level could recover.

At Legendary Level, they could even regain their vitality. For some zombies, or those who used special means, continuing to propagate their lineage was not impossible, although such offspring were likely to be unusual.

Many who came to be transformed were nobles, unwilling to give up the chance to enjoy what the future might hold.

If one became a skeleton, most luxuries would be out of reach. Whether it was eating, drinking, or anything else, the sensations of a skeleton could hardly compare to those of a zombie.

And in their understanding, zombies were somewhat more fearsome than skeletons.

Fang Jie looked around; the mercenaries who had come with him were all dead. The guards, clearly not intending to betray, or perhaps they no longer had the chance to, given that they had seen their battle, knew they had no strength to resist in front of such a powerful force.

Whether he could survive depended solely on whether his opponent wanted to kill him or not.

They didn’t know that this was just two Legendary Experts exchanging a few moves. Even their own strength was being restrained. If truly unleashed, the aftermath would not be so minimal.

Being this close, survival would be difficult.

Especially for that old man who was close to death, he would be wiped out immediately.

"Now may I leave, then? So, where generally are the Bone-based Undead located?"

"Please wait a moment," the old man behind suddenly spoke loudly, then stepped forward. The Corrosion General closed his mouth, curious to see what his junior wanted to do.

Fang Jie was a powerful being; he was giving the other some face.

If it wasn’t handled well, there would be consequences when he returned.

"Is there something you need?" Fang Jie didn’t have a good impression of this old man. To want to transform Undead was one thing, but to sacrifice some innocents for it was something Fang Jie disdained.

Although he had killed many, such actions were still beneath his own moral threshold.

Fang Jie had transformed some beings, but these were either corpses or troops that hadn’t become heroes, easily not considered as normal people. But the people of this world seemed to have different views.

Fang Jie was even considering releasing some plague to show them its power.

"I am Ampek, this is my granddaughter Sara. I hope you can shelter her, whether as a maid or an apprentice is up to you." Sara hadn’t expected the topic to shift to her.

Just by looking at Ampek’s gaze, Sara opened then closed her mouth.

Being of noble birth, Sara knew what she was supposed to do. Sacrifices for the family was something they had been prepared for from an early age.

Even the children had been taught this from a young age.

Seeing that the Corrosion General had nothing to add, Fang Jie spoke, "Why, why should I take her in?" He might not care, but Fang Jie didn’t want to take on a burden.

What if she bore some kind of trick? Fang Jie himself wasn’t afraid, but he didn’t want the hassle.

Ampek caught his breath then said, "Where we need to go is likely unsuitable for her; there she would scarcely survive." Helpless, the young girl was still too young, too kindhearted.

Throughout their journey, Ampek was well aware of his granddaughter’s condition.

"Of course, I’m not asking you to do this for nothing. The place you are headed is dense with Bone-based Undead; just in that direction. It’s the territory of the Skull King, where all Bone-based Undead gather."

Saying that, Ampek produced an item resembling a turtle shell.

"This has been passed down from our ancestors, said to be a token left by the Skull King himself. With this, you should be able to freely choose a place you like, especially with your strength."

The Corrosion General’s pupils tightened slightly, though his face remained expressionless.

He hadn’t expected his junior to have such an item. In fact, since they weren’t from the same branch, he hadn’t known of it. If he had known, he probably would have used it long ago.

Having a Demigod’s care made the path of growth much smoother.

Even if changed into a skeleton, there were those who appreciated it. When he first arrived here, he had experienced great hardship. If it weren’t for his considerable talent and luck, he might have died unknown a long time ago.

Unfortunately, his family had such a thing but never used it on him.

But nothing he said now would matter; at his current level of power, betrayal wasn’t a possibility.

Legendary level was right below a Demigod, the strongest existence; he served well as a general, so why betray? As for advancing further, he didn’t dare to dream of it since he lacked the necessary talent.

Fang Jie thought it over. With this item, things seemed a bit easier.

At least, he could legitimately claim a territory, a right much valued.

To provoke a major war between them required dragging them all into it. Thus, blending into one side was essential. Yes, that was how Fang Jie planned to drain this world’s power.

Without this method, Fang Jie would never dare to extract the World Origin Power.

Once he acted, many Demigods would come over, and he couldn’t withstand them all.

Last time in that world, although he didn’t know why the two Demigods didn’t act, he dared not gamble in this world. Thinking this, Fang Jie nodded, "Fine, from now on you’ll follow me. I’ll teach you some things."

This little girl looked to be only about eight or nine years old; if left alone, she probably wouldn’t survive.

Besides, on this journey, Fang Jie had grown to understand this girl somewhat. At least she wasn’t as cold as that boy; if it had been him, Fang Jie definitely wouldn’t have taken him in.

Even if he had, he might someday abandon him to fend for himself somewhere.

Though Sara felt fearful, under her great uncle’s urging, she carefully walked up to Fang Jie, holding the turtle shell. "Here, this is for you," Sara said, a tremor of fear in her voice.

"Don’t be afraid, from now on just call me Master," Fang Jie tried to make his voice as gentle as possible.