Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

"Don't kill me, we can talk again. Not all problems can be solved by force." Spencer continued to shout.

But Fang Hao just shook his head with a smile, "As you said, the Dragon Clan is too dominant. I dare not let you go no matter what."

After saying that, Fang Hao gave a look to a few of the Nisbits.

Ni-1 raised the battle axe in his hand, ready to behead him.

"Wait a moment." Suddenly, Nelson opened his mouth again, stopping the falling battle axe.

"Scholar, is there a problem?" Ni-1 asked.

Nelson spoke to the Funeral Priest behind him, "Prepare some buckets. The blood of the Dragon Clan is a good alchemy material, which can be sold at a high price in the Trade Alliance."

Pfft!

Upon hearing Nelson's words, Spencer spewed out a mouthful of blood.

He fainted right away.

The proud and mighty Dragon Clan, how could they handle such humiliation?

Lowly humans and undead, deliberating in front of him which parts of a Dragon Clan member's body are worth money.

The unconscious Spencer was dragged away.

On an empty ground, Nelson fed him a potion, causing Spencer to transform into the form of the Dragon Clan.

Without hesitation, Ni-1 lifted his battle axe and decapitated Spencer.

Blood poured out like a fountain, flowing into the empty buckets prepared earlier.

At the same time, Nelson began to organize manpower to peel and clean the corpse, while the Funeral Priest had already prepared the Array ceremony to trap his soul.

The Dragon Clan members' bodies are valuable with dragon blood, dragon scales, and dragon tendons, all of which are precious materials.

They can be utilized for alchemy, forging, and many other uses.

Because the Dragon Clan is so powerful, no one dares to sell these things openly. However, in some gray markets, materials and organs from the Dragon Clan can fetch quite a large sum, even astronomical prices.

Therefore, all races have heard of, but never really seen, such a profession as Dragon Slayer.

As for these things Fang Hao doesn't quite understand, it was all left to Nelson to handle.

What he needed to do was simple.

To develop enough strength to resist the Dragon Clan before they discovered that Spencer was killed by him, in preparation for the Dragon Clan's subsequent retaliation.

He returned to the Lord's Mansion after that.

When he opened the Book of Lords, he published some purchasing information.

Purchasing blueprints that can defend against air units, the price can be negotiated.

But there's very few of air units themselves, therefore effective ground-to-air defenses are equally scarce.

Soon after the message was sent, there was an intense discussion in the channel, with all sorts of weird and wonderful ideas being proposed.

But those methods, while possibly useful against common air units, would probably struggle against the Dragon Clan.

Fang Hao asked everyone to help him stay alert, and he also instructed the Skeleton Merchant Doujin to keep an eye out for relevant blueprints for sale in the Trade Alliance.

...

Time passes quickly.

In a blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During this time, Fang Hao reassessed and adjusted the defense of the Skeleton Hero.

Blackstone was transferred from Dong Jiayue to the Orc's Blackstone City.

Meanwhile, Heavy Arrow and Fireblade from Frostwind Fortress were also recalled to the main city, along with the rest of the heroes responsible for the safety of the main city.

Today, just after he woke up in the morning,

Fang Hao received a message from Rebecca.

After breakfast, he called Demitrija and Aseti, cast the Demon Teleportation, and went straight to Lyss City.

In the next second, the three of them appeared directly in the hall of the city lord's mansion.

Seeing as there was no one in the hall, their arrival didn't catch anyone's attention.

He stopped a passing maid and asked, "Where's Rebecca?"

The maid looked at the three men in front of her in a daze, frowning at them, "Sir, who are you?"

"I am Fang Hao... the City Lord of Lyss City." Fang Hao introduced himself again.

Well, he hadn't been here in over a month and nobody here recognized him.

The maid scrutinized the young man in front of her, trying to verify his identity.

As soon as she confirmed that he is indeed the City Lord, she replied respectfully, "City Lord, my lady is practicing her swordsmanship in the garden!"

"Sword practice?"

"Yes, my lady practices sword every morning now," the maid continued.

It seems that after the attempted assassination by Aubrey, Rebecca decided to do some training herself.

"Take me there," Fang Hao continued.

"Certainly, my lord," the maid put down what she was doing and began to lead the way.

He followed her out of the city lord's mansion.

They walked along the flower-filled corridor and arrived at the back garden.

From a distance, he saw Rebecca wearing tight leather armor, outlining her voluptuous, imposing curves.

Her long hair was tied up in the back, and she was unceasingly swinging a single-handed sword, executing various offensive moves.

Her routine was seemingly as natural as floating clouds and flowing water, quite professional indeed.

When Fang Hao approached the garden, he went in alone.

Demitrija and Aseti did not follow him in, but waited outside the garden.

At the sound of footsteps, Rebecca stopped her routine, and when she saw Fang Hao, a smile appeared on her face.

Sheathing her sword, she asked, "When did you get here?"

"I just got here not too long ago, what made you take up sword practice?" Fang Hao asked with a smile.

In Fang Hao's mind, Rebecca fully fit the image of an elegant and noble lady from court that he has in his head.

She is also good at painting and has some knowledge of clothing design.

Suddenly starting to practice sword play was quite different from her past image.

"Ah!" Rebecca sat down on the rocking chair and yawned deeply.