Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 457: Chapter 404, Kaur Holy Mountain (Please subscribe.)_2

Moru was quite talkative, and showed no immediate intention of leaving.

Fang Hao could tell that Moru was also trying to extract information from him. It seemed that the Trade Alliance was quite interested in this rising force of his.

The two of them chatted until noon, when Fang Hao invited Moru to stay for lunch.

…

Meanwhile, elsewhere…

The Bloody Mountains, Kaur Holy Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a three-million-strong undead army filled every inch of visible land.

In the Undead army camp…

Three trolls, their bodies covered in beast skins and painted with totems, lay on the ground.

At the side, Black Thorn was drawing an array.

Soon, the array was completed. The throats of three cattle were slit, and their blood slowly flowed following the lines of the array, eventually pooling on the bodies.

In the next moment, the corpses sat up abruptly.

Their eyes were filled with confusion.

Black Thorn asked, “You are now dead, and you must answer my question truthfully.”

“Yes.” The troll responded mechanically.

“How many trolls are there on Kaur Holy Mountain?”

The troll answered, “Less than five hundred.”

“Is Kaius among them?”

“Yes.”

“How many warriors did he bring?”

“Kaius brought 200 guards…”

Boom!

In the next moment, the corpse inflated and then exploded like a balloon.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere.

Subsequently, the second corpse came to life as blood flowed along the lines of the array.

Black Thorn continued his questioning, “Are there any heroes besides Kaius?”

“No.”

“Is there really a deity in Kaur Holy Mountain?”

“The deity sleeps and punishes anyone who disturbs his rest.”

“Have you seen this deity?”

“No.”

Boom!

The moment the corpse finished speaking, it exploded.

This interrogation had plunged Black Thorn and others into deep thought.

A corpse cannot lie.

But it would recount what it perceived to be true, not necessarily the actual truth.

The troll was confident in the existence of the deity, despite never seeing it before.

This was highly suspicious, and the army had advanced so far by now.

If the deity really existed, it should have appeared.

The third corpse was then interrogated.

After the third corpse sat up, Black Thorn asked directly, “Where does the deity of Kaur Holy Mountain sleep?”

“In the temple on the holy mountain.”

“Has he ever come out?” Black Thorn continued to ask.

“I don’t know.”

“Can he directly intervene in the war?”

“The deity will help his believers achieve victory.”

With a bang, the third body exploded again.

…

All three corpses had been interrogated.

However, more questions had arisen.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a Bone Dragon descended from the sky.

The Orc scout jumped from the dragon’s back and reported loudly, “Commander, there is a man-made structure halfway up the mountain. The trolls have fortified defences around it.”

The structure halfway up the mountain was the temple the troll mentioned.

In essence, it was more like a huge cave carved into the mountain.

Black Thorn pondered for a moment before issuing a low order, “Sound the war drums and prepare to attack. End the battle before night falls.”

“Yes, Commander!”

The heroes and the orc messengers retreated after receiving their orders, and the deep sound of the war drums began to echo.

A layer of faint light enveloped all the undead troops.

Whether there was a deity or not, they had no way back now.

If the enemy really had the strength to defeat their million-strong army, retreating now would make no difference.

But if the deity was merely a ruse, just a rumor among the trolls…

Then, they would end this battle before nightfall and claim the Bloody Mountains.

They would send news of their victory to their lord.

As the drumbeats quickened, the undead army began to move, slowly advancing towards the Kaur Mountain.

The Kaur Holy Mountain was steep and the stone stairs in the middle…

…had been coated with a special fat by the trolls, making it as slippery as ice.

It was almost impossible to ascend the mountain via these stairs.

But Black Thorn and others were well-prepared.

An army of millions would not tussle with the enemy through a narrow path.

When the command flag waved, a loud noise resonated from the foot of the mountain.

Boom, boom, boom!!

Hundreds of dragon-lock crossbows fired arrows attached to nets into the mountain.

Layer by layer, they hung on the cliffs.

From a distance, it looked like a fishnet stocking had been pulled over the mountain.

The undead soldiers bit onto their weapons, their limbs moving like spiders as they began to ascend the rope mesh.

In the blink of an eye, the cliff face was covered with skeletons.

…

Faced with the ascending undead…

The trolls were filled with despair.

The densely packed undead filled the entire mountain, giving off an unprecedented oppressive feeling that was suffocating.

Even the trolls who had already made up their minds to die began to tremble.

Why exactly were there so many undead?

“Throw the stones!”

At that command, all the trolls started lifting the stones they’d gathered.

And fling them down.

Boom!!

As the boulders fell down the mountain, they took down a row of undead soldiers.

Seeing that their strategy was rather effective, all the trolls began to work hard on moving and throwing stones.

Whoo!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just when everyone’s attention was focused on crushing the skeletons below…

A howling sound was heard from the sky.

Roar!!

Several bone dragons, clad in shining silver armor, spat out pillars of black light, raining down upon the troll troops.

The trolls who were originally focused on throwing stones became enveloped by the beam of light.

The next second, their flesh began to fall off, leaving behind skeletal remains.

They rolled down the mountain.

In an instant, dozens were killed, reducing the already small number.

Nearly a hundred bone dragons began to circle around the mountain.

Some undead jumped off the dragons’ backs, landing directly on the platform before the cave, fighting with the trolls.

Kaius stood alone on a platform to the right, a crossbow bolt drawn from the mountain in his hand.

He threw it forward at the bone dragon.

Squeak!!

The bolt penetrated the metal armor on the dragon’s chest, making a sound of steel being squeezed and distorted.

The bolt lodged in the bone dragon’s rib cage.

But it didn’t cause any damage.

Instead, the Dragon Breath that rushed towards him caused Kaius’s body to rot and wrinkle.

Although he didn’t suffer the same loss of flesh as the others.

He was greatly affected.

Kaius threw out more axes.

They were easily dodged by the bone dragon, which flew away.

He was an orange-hero-type warrior.

Even level ten soldiers were no match for him.

But against this highly mobile, airborne bone dragon, Kaius was rather helpless.

The thrown crossbow bolt could cause some damage.

But apart from the first attack, the bone dragon would deliberately dodge the remaining ones.

Making it difficult to hit the target.

But the bone dragon’s deadly breath could continue to breathe, continuously attacking below.

This was the difference between the races.

Seeing that there were not many good options, Kaius had no choice but to order everyone to hide in the cavern.

The trolls let out a series of low roars.

They pushed down all the stone walls they were hiding behind.

Rubble and rolling logs resulted in a massive landslide.

The trolls, after knocking down their shields, all retreated back into the deep recesses of the cave, watching the bone dragons outside that kept circling, trying to breathe dragon breath into the cave.

The undead army was still bravely climbing up.

Soon, undead soldiers reached the waist of the mountain.

They unsheathed the weapons clenched in their mouths and began to attack the cave.

There was no fixed order, nor formation.

Like crazy men, they rushed into the cave.

Boom!!

What greeted the undead inside was the desperate resistance of the trolls.

The skeleton warriors who had just rushed in…

Before they could swing their swords, their heads were cut off by the trolls and kicked out of the cave.

But in the rear, the white bone warriors kept pouring in.

In the blink of an eye, the only passage in the front was filled with a white-boned army.

“Make way!”

Kaius shouted, his right arm muscles bulging, his veins throbbing.

The arm was full of explosive power.

The next second, a powerful fist swung out.

Boom!!

A loud boom and the potent gust of wind blasted out in a fan shape.

The front was instantly a vacuum, undead skeletons were blasted into bone dust and scattered around.

But then, the open ground in the front was filled with undead again.

They were unafraid of life or death, and kept attacking.

“Damn it!”

Kaius cursed.

He swung out punch after punch, knocking back the approaching undead.