Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 616: The Suddenly Expanded Scale of War

Chapter 616: Chapter 616: The Suddenly Expanded Scale of War

"Not good, Flying troops, how could there be so many flying troops."

"Damn it, where on earth did these Undead get so many flying creatures’ Corpse Bones."

The Harpy leader’s face was even more solemn, "They’re Griffins, aren’t these creatures on the brink of extinction? Could it be bones left from Ancient Times, why do they still exist?"

But no matter how inconceivable they found it, those White Bone Griffins still flew toward them.

Ironically, these White Bone Griffins were all at least at the Bronze level, and that was just a batch of lower level ones hastily made by Fang Jie. More than half of the White Bone Griffins were at the Silver level, with tremendous strength.

As soon as they came into contact, the Harpies in the air were completely outmatched.

Many Harpies were torn to pieces by the White Bone Griffins as soon as they took flight.

Just as the ground forces wanted to attack from a distance, the ground suddenly began to roil. Large swathes of earth turned over, and countless figures crawled out from the soil—it was a horde of Skull Soldiers.

These Skull Soldiers were also at least at the Bronze level, with many reaching the Gold level.

Small in stature, but of high quality; many people were directly grabbed by the skeletons lying on the ground and were crushed to pieces. Screams filled the air, and the formation of the troops was thrown into complete chaos.

Some Centaurs who had just been lying down to rest couldn’t even get up in the panic.

The Mount Wolves under attack frantically tore and bit into everything, and many Centaurs trampled their own companions in their hasty retreat.

The Harpies, who initially wanted to land and deal with the White Bone Griffins on the ground, dared not land upon seeing this. It was true that White Bone Griffins were limited to close combat, but after all, they could fly.

And now the ground was even more dangerous; Harpies were not skilled in ground combat.

"Retreat, we’ve been ambushed, retreat quickly!" Finally, the Werewolf Leader realized the gravity of the situation and howled loudly. Then he led his Mount Wolf, retreating to the rear.

Gradually, the central troops formed a surge under the leadership of their leaders, rushing backward.

After a difficult breakthrough, they finally carved out a path for survival, after which those in the rear fled even more desperately. It wasn’t until they had escaped and accounted for their losses that they realized they had lost eighty percent of their forces.

Only two of the three leaders survived, the Harpy leader was surrounded in the air and torn to pieces.

The Harpies suffered the heaviest losses; of the Harpies that came, less than a hundred could return, the rest were completely annihilated. Keep in mind that their vanguard totalled several tens of thousands.

"Damn it, report back quickly, the losses are too heavy."

The Werewolf Leader looked devastated because he knew he no longer had a future. After this battle, he would have no place to call home anywhere; the only thing left to do was to show some bravery.

At least this way, his family might still receive kind treatment.

The Centaur Leader next to him sighed. He felt the same envy for those Harpies.

Dying in battle meant no longer having to worry about anything; in death, they would be heroes.

When the rear command received their report, everyone’s eyes widened in shock. They couldn’t have imagined that a mere Undead Mage could have developed such a massive army in such a short time.

It was said that his Territory was well constructed, but could the development of an Undead Army be that easy?

Didn’t it require time? Didn’t it need to be slowly cultivated like farming?

"I know, there must be a very powerful Undead Mage Organization behind him, and they’re particularly adept at creating all sorts of Undead. These Undead are their years of accumulation, it must be so."

The Commander at the rear said with certainty because there was no other explanation.

"What should we do then?" others looked at the Commander.

"We must eradicate them. They have been biding their time for so long, they must have great ambitions that we need to contain."

Great ambitions? What exactly are they after? Everyone knew, after all. The Undead had always been suppressed by three powerful races, almost becoming their retirement sanctuary.

Even Elves, despite their very long lifespans, eventually die.

Not many Elves joined the Undead, but there were some. Since they were farther away, their contact was less frequent. The Human and Beastman races had the most contact.

Humans always used various schemes to obtain high positions, then let the Undead slaughter each other.

But the Beastmen had to frequently engage in combat with the Undead, wiping out many of them. Especially in the Bone Series, because of the border they shared, the losses were significant each year.

Now that the Undead System Mages had joined the Bone Series, they must be plotting against the Beastmen.

With various reports submitted, the Beastman high-level officials also realized the situation was troublesome.

"Send word to the Skull King; this matter has nothing to do with him and tell him not to intervene."

Finally, the Beastman Demigod spoke, and others nodded. It didn’t take long for the Skull King to receive the message. Seeing the information, a glint of light flashed in the Skull King’s eyes.

"Interesting, are there those still hidden in the shadows? It seems many can’t stand by and watch this situation unfold."

He couldn’t stand it himself, even though he benefited from the same system in the past. But standing from the Skull King’s viewpoint, how could he allow himself to be bullied and controlled by Humans and Beastmen?

"Let’s see how far you can go. If you do well, then it might be time to change this ancient covenant," the Skull King discarded the letter into the trash bin.

"Tell them, I won’t take action, but they must not expand their forces; otherwise, I won’t be able to stand by idly."

It was an excuse for himself; although he could intervene anytime, having an excuse meant having a reason. After all, the Beastmen had Demigods on their side, more numerous and stronger.

It was precisely because of the Demigods’ support that the Beastmen had yet not fully sided with the Undead.

Reaching Demigod status meant having an infinite lifespan; of course, they didn’t care for the kind of life the Undead had.

With a promise from the Skull King, the following troops set out again, this time with even greater numbers. It was just that Fang Jie had been given so much time, plus so many Corpses... Now the army at his command had fully expanded.

"What a pity, in this world, it is difficult for troop kind to advance through combat, not to mention breaking through to the Hero Level."

Fang Jie sighed as he looked at the troops that had not advanced much after a great battle.