Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

The morning sun rises, and the golden sunlight shines on the ground.

"Ah——! Farke, Farke..."

The pale-faced Erigon limped outside.

The handsome look is gone.

His hair was scattered and covered with grass clippings, and there were many dents in his armor. He looked like a deserter, staggering and trying hard to walk in the opposite direction.

But he still kept mumbling curses.

Recalling what happened last night, he couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine and a sense of fear.

He could see clearly outside the city.

The undead skeletons formed an aerial army, forming a huge whirlpool of bones.

In an instant, the dragons who rushed in were surrounded.

After that, he never saw a dragon flying out again, not even one.

Fang Hao is not a human, he is a demon.

How could an ordinary time traveler have so many troops?

After you escape, you must tell everyone.

Don't believe Fang Hao, there is no way he is a time traveler or a human being.

He didn't dare to look back, so he could only keep walking out.

Get out of here as quickly as possible.

call!

Suddenly, a sound broke through the air from above the head.

Erigon's heart tightened, and he saw a harpy blocking his way.

His eyes curiously looked at the humans who were trying to walk out.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The harpy blocked his way and asked.

Erigang swallowed his saliva, his eyes a little wandering, eighth-level soldier.

He smoothed his messy hair, forced a smile and said, "I am a resident of a nearby village. I encountered something on the road and am planning to go back!"

The harpy glanced at the Book of Lords on his waist.

He looked again and saw the dent marks on the armor.

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Eregon's expression gradually became serious.

I started thinking about countermeasures in my mind.

Even if they are not necessarily opponents of the eighth-level troops, they still have to fight, at least they will be better than being captured.

The moment he figured it out, the ring on his left index finger suddenly emitted a faint red light.

He raised his hand and pointed at the harpy.

The next second, three flaming arrows disappeared and condensed out of thin air.

Dragging red tail flames, it shot out rapidly.

After releasing the fire, Eragon immediately reached for the sword at his waist.

Planning to fight to the death.

Card!

With a crisp sound, Eregon reached for the weapon at his waist, but stopped abruptly.

The boy's eyes looking at the harpy were filled with surprise and fear.

I saw that the harpy easily dodged three fire attacks and did not attack him.

Instead, he held a revolver and pointed it at him.

As long as he dares to draw his sword, he will face a hail of bullets.

Farke!

Why does this type of soldier carry modern weapons?

what happened.

This creature, holding a pistol, feels so inconsistent...

Fak Fak! Fuck!

"Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to say, say it properly." Erigang slowly raised his hands to signal the other party not to shoot.

"Actually, I would rather take your body back, as it would save more effort." The harpy said calmly.

"No, no, I'll go with you." Erigon said hurriedly.

gun!

In this world, it may not be a top-notch killing weapon.

But in the hearts of those who travel through it, it is very intimidating.

No one was sure whether his body was strong enough to withstand a few bullets, and he didn't dare to try.

The ring and sword were put away by the harpy.

The two were in tandem.

Started walking back again.

…

Out of the blood prison.

Fang Hao walked towards the lord's mansion.

From ‘Beate’’s mouth, I learned that the time traveler who accompanied the Dragon Clan was Erigang.

However, no one has been found yet.

He was probably shot to death last night. If he didn't get killed, he would be chopped into pieces by the skeleton soldiers if he landed on the ground.

Fang Hao still ordered to search carefully.

For no other reason than the Book of Lords, I want to devour it!

The second largest book of lords in the world, it must be able to unlock a lot of blueprints.

Later, Fang Hao confirmed with 'Beate' the attitude of the dragon clan and what method they used to get here.

According to her, the Dragon Clan did not quite agree with this long-distance attack.

But what happened to 'Beate' in the Dream Demon's Cabin made her angry and humiliated.

He used a large number of teleportation scrolls and came directly with the dragon.

But he didn't expect that the dragon's attack would turn into death.

Fang Hao continued to ask her about the internal situation of the Dragon Clan.

But Beate refused to say whether he was alive or dead, so he didn't ask any more questions.

You can guess some.

Beate is all orange level eight, and the dragon clan has at least a dark gold level hero.

Most likely there was more than one.

In front of the Lord's Mansion.

A large number of skeleton troops are filling the big hole left.

There were also many skeletons carrying rubble from nearby collapsed buildings.

The whole city is quite miserable, like the ruins left after a disaster.

"Master, let's eat first!" Yin'er still prepared breakfast, but it was earlier than before.

It's only after six o'clock now.

Fang Hao, Yin'er, An Jia, and Luo Lana gathered around the dining table and started eating.

"The loss last night must be quite big!" Laurana said.

"Well, according to preliminary estimates, the casualties may reach tens of thousands." Fang Hao nodded.

The Dragon Clan is indeed a powerful unit.

Fang Hao was ambushing in advance. If it were any other race, under the dense rain of bullets, the group would be wiped out directly.

But facing the dragons, a lot of skeletons died, as well as a clone doll.

Still carrying bullets, he rushed into the main city to fight.

Just terrible.

"That little girl is not a top hero in the Dragon Clan. You have to consider this clearly. If the Dragon Clan attacks again, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous than now." Laurana spoke again.

He also knew this.

But it's not a big problem, just give him some time.

You can accumulate the strength to resist the Dragon Clan.

Moreover, it is not easy for the Dragon Clan to take revenge on him.

This time, all the teleportation scrolls were used by Beate. If you want to use large-scale teleportation, it will obviously not be possible in a short time.

He can continue to strengthen the defense of the force.

"I know, I will make arrangements when the time comes." Fang Hao nodded and replied.

An Jia glanced at the two of them with wide eyes, picking up vegetables and putting them in her mouth.

He didn't care at all, whether he was a dragon or not, whether he was dangerous or not.

…

Blood prison!

The dragon hero ‘Axiburn’, who had only one breath left, was also sent to the blood prison.

The whole body was tied tightly.

Lying on a cold stone bed, he was surrounded by several Nisbitts guarding him.

If he tries to break free, he will be killed immediately.

"Miss Beate, are you okay?" Ahiburn raised his head with great effort and looked at the cage on the side.

On one side of the iron fence is Beate, who is restrained.

"I'm fine, Ahibon, you're fine!" Beate also turned around and asked.

The silver dragon has a special identity among the dragon clan.

At an early age, adult 'dragon heroes' will be arranged to protect them, and they will accompany them until they grow up, acting as guards and housekeepers.

Ashbern is the guard of ‘Beate’.

Always watched her grow up.

"It doesn't matter. If the leader here doesn't kill us, there is still hope. The Dragon Clan will negotiate with him and rescue us. Don't worry." Ashborn was still trying hard to say.

He believes that the compensation he proposed played a role in the fact that the two are still alive.

Beate forced a bitter smile, but didn't say much.

…

Hall of Lords.

Fang Hao looked at the embarrassed man and was speechless.

The handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes has lost his former charm.

The harpy actually captured 'Erigon'.

I thought he was shot to death randomly last night, but he was still alive and almost let him escape.

This fate is too great.

Ahem!

After coughing twice, Arrigon spoke first, "Mr. Fang Hao, I didn't expect to meet you in this way. I deeply apologize to you for my stupid behavior before."

After saying that, he bowed deeply.

The attitude is sincere and the posture is very standard.

Fang Hao's eyelids twitched.

You are so fucking flexible.

"Isn't it a little late for you to apologize now?"

"It's neither too late nor too late. For you to become the winner, this is the most correct time." Arrigon continued with a smile.

He didn't feel ashamed at all because of his words.

"Did you investigate my location?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Eregon's face, and he hurriedly explained, "I can't help the Dragon Clan's request, but fortunately they didn't succeed."

"Listen to what you mean, you don't support the Dragon Clan taking action against me?" Fang Hao looked at him with a smile.

"Of course, it's just that silver dragon Beate. If he insists on tracking you down, I've tried my best to delay it."

Taking a deep breath, his eyes were firm, "I am attached to the Dragon Clan, but I will not go out of my way to harm the time travellers. We came here together. I still remember the 'global village' of the 2008 Olympics. We live in the same global village. These original works The people are the outsiders.”

Good guy, what kind of eloquence do you have.

The Olympics have been moved out.

In fact, Fang Hao could also guess a little bit about Erigang's heart.

It's nothing more than wanting to rely on the Dragon Clan to get rid of him.

In this way, not only can he be recognized by the Dragon Clan, but he can also directly take the first position from second place.

It must be true that Beate is eager to kill herself.

After all, a few days ago, in the succubus hut, I did do some things that were not very good to 'Beate'.

But who would have thought that it would be such a coincidence that the dream failed and the drunkard Dragon Girl walked into the wrong room.

He just thought it was a dream.

Now, even if the two sides were enemies, he would not do such an insulting thing to treat the other party.

Just when Fang Hao was about to speak, Erigang continued, "Mr. Fang Hao, I give you the Lord's Book. As long as you don't kill me, I am willing to work for you in the future."

After saying that, he held the Lord's Book in his hands as if offering a treasure.

Ding!

At this time, a private chat prompt came from Eregon's Book of Lords.

Subconsciously, I opened it and took a look.

It's an alliance channel.

After the deputy leader @finished him, he sent a reminder message to @everyone.

"At 7 o'clock, everyone's world channel will release information about killing Fang Hao and advertise to the leader and the alliance."

Eregon's heart suddenly tightened.

Damn, it’s 7 o’clock.

He just wanted to escape quickly and forgot what he told him yesterday.

I was about to type to stop it, but messages one after another flooded the World Channel screen.

Erigang felt a chill in his heart, it was over, it was completely over.

…

Ding!

Ding ding!

On the throne.

Fang Hao's Book of Lords also received frantic private messages.

When he opened it, he saw that it was Dong Jiayue, Fu Lei, Lan Yang... and everyone he knew.

The questions asked were all the same.

"Brother Hao, did the Dragon Clan go to your place? Are you okay?"

"Boss, are you okay..."

"Boss, if you die, leave your inheritance to me!"

At the same time, information was scrolling crazily in the regional channel.

"I, Cao, what's going on? The people from the 'Dragon Palace Holy Army' said that Aerigan killed Elder Fang Hao."

"I also saw it. Zhaoshuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com is refreshing the screen."

"These foreigners must be hyping up things. Ai Ruigang is an Internet celebrity leader and is hyping up every day."

"I think so. They are not in the same area. How can they kill people across areas?"

Fang Hao frowned slightly and quickly turned to the World Channel.

Sure enough, a large number of people were flooding the screen with a message.

"Erigon, the leader of the 'Dragon Temple Holy Army', has led the dragon troops to annihilate 'Fang Hao's' territory, execute 'Fang Hao' himself, and officially become the number one in the world..."

Damn it!

Is this a death sentence for yourself?

He looked down at the pale Eregon.

"The plan is well arranged, and the screen will be refreshed on time."