Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

[Space Pendant]

[Category: Necklace]

[Ability: Magic Space (3 cubic)]

(Description: A miniature magic space created using spatial magic that allows for the storage of items at any time.)

An artifact with a Magic Space is considered exceptionally rare.

Even within the Trade Alliance, no spatial artifacts have been sold; each one is extremely precious.

Their value surpasses even that of some orange-grade artifacts.

The function of the Space Necklace is similar to the function of my Demon Space. It contains a Magic Space for the convenient storage of items by its wearer.

It appears that in this world, these spatial spells have been applied to various accessories.

A thought crossed my mind, and my consciousness immediately entered the pendant.

What followed was the sight of a large amount of gold and silver jewelry, potions, scrolls, and Dragon Crystals pouring out.

In the center of the hall, they piled up into a small mountain.

The Dragon Clan really is wealthy.

There are so many good things stored in this space.

Just as Fang Hao marveled at the wealth of the Dragon Clan, the Red Dragon in front of him stirred slightly.

Such a slight movement immediately made everyone on the scene tense up.

Four Nisbits stepped forward to pin the red dragon's body tightly to the ground.

Another one raised his battle axe and aimed it at the Red Dragon's skull, ready to chop it off at any sign of danger.

The Red Dragon was conscious, but his wounds were severe. He didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Yet, even in this state, the Red Dragon managed to lift its head and gaze coldly at Fang Hao in front of him.

"Human, if you don't wish to incur the Dragon Clan's revenge, you better let me go immediately. Otherwise, the Dragon Clan's army will flatten your city again," said Red Dragon Spencer in a deep voice.

Despite being a prisoner, the Red Dragon's tone was still stiff and arrogant.

While he wasn't sure why humans were cooperating with the undead,

considering the fear humans had for the Dragon Clan, a slight threat from him would make them release him instantly.

Once he escaped, he would lead his clan to burn away all the undead that had gravely wounded him.

Fang Hao looked at the pathetic Spencer below and said coldly, "You almost killed me on the battlefield. Do you think I would let you go?"

"Hmph! If you don't let me go, your clan will face annihilation. You really think you have another choice?" Spencer's breath was somewhat weak.

"If I kill you here, your clan won't know about it. What do I have to fear?" Fang Hao continued.

Fang Hao had no intention of foolishly letting him go.

Killing him might keep the news hidden for a while. Letting him return could cause the Dragon Clan to attack tomorrow.

With the current defenses against attacks from the sky, facing the Dragon Clan's aerial assault would genuinely be problematic.

Even if airborne troops were dispatched, there was no guarantee they could defeat the Dragon Clan.

So, Fang Hao had no intention of letting him go.

At the sight of the calm Fang Hao, Spencer felt a chill in his heart.

Had this human gone mad, actually planning to kill him?

Suddenly, he felt a tinge of uncertainty.

Shifting his tone, Spencer continued, "This situation arose due to the orcs; there's no deep hatred between us. If you indeed kill me, the consequences you'll face will only be more severe."

Although Spencer didn't want to die, he wasn't afraid of death either.

Not due to his strong character, but because he was tied to the Hero Altar.

Even if he died, he could be resurrected.

By then, he would bring the Dragon Clan's army to flatten this place.

Just as Spencer was thinking about how to torture Fang Hao in his revenge,

There came a hurried sound of footsteps from outside.

Nelson came in with a group of Funeral Priests, following behind the rabbit maid.

Nelson glanced at the Dragon Clan member being held down by the four Nisbits before saluting and saying, "Lord."

Fang Hao nodded and directly said, "Nelson, kill him and don't let him resurrect."

"Yes, sir." Nelson replied.

On the other hand, Spencer, standing at the side, widened his eyes, staring intently at the incoming Nelson and the group of Funeral Priests.

Due to the Dragon Clan's long lifespan, they had a broader knowledge of many things.

As soon as Nelson entered, Spencer recognized his identity.

The Corpse Witch!

A class not adept at combat but held the second-highest position in the Undead Clan due to mastering the conversion ritual and secrets.

They also possessed the ability to trap the souls of living creatures and prevent heroes from resurrecting.

Fearful to all hero forces.

Seeing the presence of a Corpse Witch here, Spencer could no longer stay calm. His mind was in complete chaos.

He didn't understand why the Corpse Witch would appear in such a remote place, but he knew that once he died and his soul was trapped, it would be impossible to resurrect using the Hero Altar.

This eliminated all his advantages.

Spencer wanted to commit suicide, but his body was in such a state that he couldn't even do that.

Basic suicide methods like biting his tongue were futile against the Dragon Clan's body strength and would only result in him losing more blood.

"You cannot kill me. Once I die, the Dragon Clan will definitely track it back to you." Spencer roared.

Even if no news got out, the Dragon Clan would investigate and would eventually notice Fang Hao's presence.

But things had come to this, and he had no choice but to die.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. Being undead is actually more comfortable than you might think," Fang Hao said with a smile.