Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

The image of the God of the Dead is different from imagination, or from the statue of the god.

At this time, he looked more like a human being.

With slightly curly golden hair and deep eyes, on the main plane, he looks more like a nobleman from the human camp, or a young prince.

Fang Hao looked at him and had no intention of talking nonsense to him.

He said directly: "Waranke, I give you two choices now. One is to surrender to me, and the second is death, real death."

The god of the dead on the wooden sedan raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"I know that you, Fang Hao, have always held a grudge because I expelled you from the camp, but you have to know that I have shown you the greatest mercy by not killing you."

"So, these are your last words?"

"Ha! I admit that the speed of your growth surprises me, but it seems that your intelligence is not very high, and you actually sent yourself in front of me." The God of the Undead said.

In his opinion, no matter how fast Fang Hao upgrades, he will only be a low-level god or a mid-level god at most.

Not even the leader of the dragon clan could defeat himself, a superior god.

On the contrary, if you kill them yourself, you can get two godheads.

It’s a pretty good harvest.

"Oh, is it so!"

Fang Hao's voice sounded again, but it was no longer far away, but close to Chi Chi.

The God of the Dead's expression changed, and he suddenly looked to one side and saw Fang Hao appearing next to the wooden sedan.

Terrified in his heart, he raised his hand to attack.

But Fang Hao moved faster and waved his two fingers gently.

Boom!

The four huge skeletons carrying the sedan along with the wooden sedan instantly turned into pieces of debris and scattered in all directions.

The body of the God of the Undead instantly flew backwards under the powerful force.

Fang Hao stretched out his hand and pointed again, and a huge stone wall rose from the ground to catch the flying god of the undead.

The smoke gradually dispersed.

The body of the God of the Undead has its limbs spread out and is tightly imprisoned on the stone wall.

The originally disdainful face now showed unconcealable fear.

Ahem!

After a violent dry cough, he said in surprise: "This is not your power. How could you have this power? Who are you? You are not the time traveler."

Even though the time traveler has many privileges, he has just arrived in this world and achieved this terrifying strength in a short period of time.

He is definitely not the same person.

Fang Hao got closer and asked, "Who am I? Does it matter now?"

"It's not important. After you die, I will ask about your body." The God of the Undead roared angrily, and a torrent of death aura rose from his body.

His right hand broke free and suddenly made a fist.

The world shook, and a giant python made of white bones suddenly sprang out from Fang Hao's feet.

It opened its huge mouth, clamped his body, and rushed into the sky.

At the same time, it was dark underwater.

Countless sharp bone spurs pierced out from the water and shot towards the body restricted by the giant snake.

"Haha, you are the one who died, and I will slowly torture your soul." The God of the Undead grinned ferociously.

The expression of the Dragon Queen in the distance also changed.

He was about to rush over to protect him with his battle ax in hand.

However, the next second.

The spurted bone spurs broke off in the air, and the giant white-bone snake expanded and shattered like a balloon.

It turned into white bones and scattered from the sky.

Fang Hao landed smoothly on the ground, leaving no trace of scars on his body.

He looked at the God of the Dead again and stretched out his hand to give it a firm squeeze.

Swish, swish, swish!

The imprisoned god of the dead, his body broken like a grid.

Every body part is neatly arranged on the stone wall.

It's like, cut into separate pieces of tofu.

The aura of the God of the Undead stopped instantly, and the eyeballs on a quarter of his head moved uneasily.

The next second, the body of the God of the Undead began to shrink rapidly, turning into a shadow and escaping towards the palace behind him.

However, the Dragon Queen was already waiting there with her battle ax in hand.

An ax struck his head.

Ouch!

The ghost howled in pain.

Use the power of the ghost to continue to fight back.

But the Dragon Queen also reached the upper level god. The battle ax in her hand kept falling, and the ghost fled in embarrassment.

"Don't kill me. I am the main god of the undead tribe. You can't kill me. If I die, the undead tribe will be in chaos and it will be a disaster for all races." Ghost shouted loudly.

However, what greeted him was still Long Gu's decisive axe.

puff!

The ghost suddenly shattered.

In place, a gray-white godhead filled with deathly energy was left behind.

The Dragon Queen bent down to pick up the Godhead, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

A superior god just died?

So easy, just like killing an ordinary hero.

Along the way, they have actually reached this height.

At this time, Fang Hao came over and said: "Let's go, there is a dinner party, don't make everyone wait for us."

The Dragon Queen came back to her senses, threw the godhead in her hand to him, and followed him outside.

Fang Hao took her hand and said softly: "You looked so handsome when you chopped down the ghost just now. In the evening, I will go to your room and we will summarize the experience of this battle."

The Dragon Queen rolled her eyes at him angrily, knowing that there was something going on later.

"Dream on, you'd better go chat with your little rabbits."

"Talk about everything, talk about everything."

After the death of the God of the Undead, Fang Hao no longer needs to participate in the remaining battles.

Among them were the two sisters Heijia who helped.

Occupying the Desert of the Dead is no problem at all.

He just had to wait to put the finishing touches on it.

…

In the evening, a dinner party was held in the territory.

Living creatures and undead are divided into two areas.

The living beings drank, chatted and enjoyed delicious food, and the hall was filled with the joyful laughter of the maids.

The undead table was lit with Ningshen incense, and everyone sat calmly on their chairs without much communication.

The two spaces form a sharp contrast.

The difference is that Hydra has a special eating habit.

I was sitting in the corner, swallowing the raw meat with various seasonings but still bloody, with a face full of satisfaction.

After having enough wine and food, the maids performed some more performances.

By midnight, everyone was tired from playing.

After the dinner, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

Wait until everyone leaves.

Fang Hao went to the backyard to soak in the hot spring, put on his bathrobe, and walked upstairs.

Stand in front of the Dragon Queen's room.

A tentative push.

The door was opened easily.

Fang Hao felt happy and walked in carefully.

The room was dark, and the luminous stone chandelier was covered with a lampshade. Only the moonlight filtering in from the window barely illuminated the room.

In front of the dressing table, the Dragon Queen was wearing a purple nightgown. The nightgown was tight, revealing her round curves and her beautiful white legs under the skirt.

Hearing someone coming in, the Dragon Queen looked sideways.

Seeing that it was Fang Hao, a smile appeared on his lips, "Why are you coming to my place so late?"

"Hmm... didn't you say we could discuss the battle experience?" Fang Hao said.

"Let's discuss it. Just stand there and say it."

Fang Hao didn't stop, walked over directly, hugged her from behind, and said softly: "Everyone else has taken a rest. If you talk too loudly, it will be bad if others find out."

The Dragon Queen stiffened slightly, tilted her head against the man's cheek, and said, "Tell me, what do you want to discuss?"

"You can't let outsiders hear. I have to tell you mouth to mouth."