Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 770: Have We Turned into Beasts?

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: Have We Turned into Beasts?

Cavalry armies on the move created an impressive sight.

As a great number of troops emerged and approached the towns and villages, they were already detected.

"Report, cavalry approaching, unknown whose troops they are."

"Can’t be, who still maintains cavalry these days? Are they preparing for war? They must all be mad. If a war resulted in too many deaths, wouldn’t that directly create large-scale Ghost Demons? They must have a death wish."

Such self-detrimental actions were out of the question for people nowadays.

After all, large-scale Ghost Demons were a tremendous menace. Not only were they unstoppable, but they also brought ruin to the surrounding regions, rendering them dead zones.

It was because of the mysterious’s special operational patterns that they hadn’t been exterminated.

Otherwise, humans would have long succumbed to the mysterious. After all, there hadn’t been a Demigod among humans in many years, while there were plenty among the mysterious.

Although cultivating Martial Arts to become a Demigod would result in far greater strength than those of the mysterious, the time and resources required were much greater.

Over the years, as the mysterious roamed freely, generations employed Possession by mysterious creatures to enhance their cultivation, leading to fewer and fewer people devoted to cultivating Martial Arts. Without a sufficient population, how could there be strong individuals?

"No, those aren’t human cavalry; they’re mysterious cavalry."

"What! Ghost Soldiers are passing through, this is bad, quickly notify everyone to evacuate."

Large-scale Ghost Soldiers were incredibly powerful, a phenomenon that typically only arose from massive battlefields. Wherever they traversed, all humans and mysterious were forced to retreat.

If caught in their path, they were indiscriminate, annihilating all who weren’t their allies.

Once large-scale Ghost Soldiers gathered, the aura of Evil Qi emanating from them was formidable. This Evil Qi was directed at other mysterious, thus humans and mysterious alike stood no chance.

What they hadn’t anticipated were the breath-taking speeds of the cavalry.

Before they could prepare, they found themselves encircled by the Death Knights.

The fact that they didn’t charge immediately allowed people to catch their breath, though their hearts sank.

"Distinguished Lords, I am the village head here. We are unaware of having offended you. Whatever or whoever you seek, just name it and we will surely deliver."

They knew some people were about to be sacrificed.

Yet, those sacrificed would not be mourned—instead, they would be resented. The villagers reasoned that had none agitated these Ghost Soldiers, why would they descend upon them?

After all, these armies weren’t average mysterious; without an objective, they wouldn’t wander aimlessly.

The military discipline meant their movement was always purpose-driven.

"By order of our Lord, from this moment, you will be our subjects, and this land will belong to our Lord," the crowd stood stunned, never having guessed it was a conquest of territory.

One would hardly expect mysterious creatures to seize lands, a phenomenon unheard of until then.

Though certain Ghost Demons would claim territories, it was not out of their initiative to seize them.

"Does the Lord intend to drive us away?" the village head asked cautiously.

"As our subjects, you will surely continue to live here. Someone will later inform you of our territory’s rules. And one thing, all mysterious must be exterminated—no harboring allowed."

"Wait, wait, the mysterious within us are used to combat other mysterious. If you purge them, these people will die, too," the village head protested as he saw the cavalry aiming at the ghost controllers.

These were, after all, the heroes of their village.

Or rather, without them, the village would lack the very capacity to survive. Although people greatly feared them, worrying they might transform into real mysterious someday, none wished them dead.

"Save your words. We have a way; they won’t be harmed. Moreover, it will be our duty to protect you henceforth. You just need to focus on surviving."

The Knights took action without concern, employing a magical method ready at hand to separate and slay the mysterious from these people. While the villagers grew weaker, they found themselves alive, though stripped of all Strength.

Free from the danger of becoming mysterious and from pain yet also devoid of Strength.

Eroded by mysterious for so long, they now found it impossible to undertake the cultivation of Martial Arts.

And Fang Jie was only interested in ridding them of the mysterious, never considering to restore them. After all, once the world was Devoured, who knew where these people would end up? They would no longer be his Subjects.

The Cavalry completed their task, then inquired about the local mysterious situation, and left.

Confused, people looked at each other, uncertain: "What’s going on? What are we to do now?"

"What else can we do? They are powerful; we have no choice but to obey. Remember not to merge with the mysterious anymore. If found, your death could endanger your family," the village head warned a few people.

The village had feared these people, worrying they might lash out if provoked, but that concern was gone.

Without the mysterious, they were no more than ordinary humans.

"Are we, are we now reduced to livestock?" a former ghost controller blurted out.

The remark changed everyone’s expressions. The village head hastily interjected, "Shut your mouth. Such words must never be spoken again, understand?" He himself harbored suspicions but dared not voice them.

After all, surely there must be a reason for their subjugation.

In their eyes, the mysterious likely desired their bodies and souls. Perhaps after death or even before, they might be transformed into mysterious cavalry or something else.

Seemingly only this function could attract the interest of the mysterious.

But what could they do, living under another’s roof? It was still better than before—when the mysterious would exterminate them on sight. Now, being nurtured, at least they could continue to thrive, without fearing total extinction one day.

Yet, unknown to them, such events were not isolated to their village alone.

Surrounding villages, towns, and even cities were under attack. In those cities, Legendary Level Heroes stood no chance against the assault of enormous numbers of Legendary Undead.