GLOBAL LORDS: HUNDREDFOLD INCREMENTS STARTING WITH THE UNDEAD

Chapter 1079: Chapter 687, The Gluttonous Stew Pot

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The wooden litter slammed onto the ground as four flustered trolls wielding weapons furiously hacked at the Skeleton Giant Bats swarming around them.

The Meat Heap Hero was directly thrown onto the ground.

Collapsed there, he screamed loudly, “Ouch, it hurts, it hurts like hell, damn Undead.”

As the Meat Heap screamed, strings of Magic spells chaotically flew around.

Sizzle!

A laser shot out from the center surrounded by Skeletons, cutting through everything it touched.

The Undead perished, and even the great ancient trees were split in two.

A massive clearing was plowed open.

Then, another huge Magic warhammer materialized.

It spun and flew out, killing swathes of the Undead.

Following that were rings of fire, spears of energy, Magic storms, and various Skills appeared.

Like uncontrollable turrets, they wreaked havoc all around.

Each Skill possessed astonishingly immense power.

The surrounding trees and Skeletons, under these Magic Skills, were as fragile as porcelain.

With a mere touch, they shattered into pieces.

In the distance…

Fang Hao and his companions were surprised by the Magic flying chaotically.

Although not lying on the ground, they also took cover behind a massive rock.

“An Orange Mage, is he that fierce?” Fang Hao asked.

“It’s different, a human Mage’s spell casting power isn’t this huge,” Li Rong immediately responded.

This ‘Meat Heap’ Hero had previously been casting only low-level Magic.

Even those were already comparable to bombs.

A human Mage, even if reaching the Orange level, could not turn low-level Magic into the power of bombs.

“Don’t you have a Troll on your side! Don’t you know if they are fierce?” Li Rong, realizing this, asked him again.

Fang Hao frowned, “Trolls don’t have Mages!”

“What?”

The group discussed in low voices.

Yet, the battle continued.

The dense forest was ravaged by the chaotically flying Magic, leaving it unrecognizable.

Around, trees were severed in half, leaving the ground littered with deep pits.

“Ouch it hurts, I was wrong, stop hitting me, damn it, you damn food, how dare you strike at the great king, it hurts, get away from here.”

The Meat Heap cried like a child while unleashing terrifyingly powerful Magic Skills.

Vast numbers of Skeleton Giant Bats, caught in the skill’s damage radius, turned into shattered bones, falling from the sky.

Bones scattered on the ground.

And on the ground, the Meat Heap, without the trolls carrying him, could only struggle to crawl on the ground.

Like a laboriously moving ‘snail’.

Crying, casting Skills randomly, and crawling.

With the loss of the ‘Meat Heap’s’ Magic support, the periphery’s ordinary ‘Desolate Trolls’ didn’t hold out much longer.

They quickly were overwhelmed by the Skeleton army, and amid continuous ‘explosions’, they turned into clouds of poison gas.

After the Desolate Trolls were defeated, the Undead turned their attention to the still struggling Meat Heap.

A frenzy of slashing ensued on his body.

Soon.

The moving Meat Heap stopped, while the Skeletons returned to their original places, entering a standby mode.

Fang Hao, utilizing ‘Thunder Spirit,’ observed the situation.

The immobile ‘Meat Heap’ began to rapidly expand.

Like a balloon, in a blink of an eye, it swelled to over one person tall, towering over the standing Skeleton Warriors.

Fang Hao was startled.

Pulling Anjia and Li Rong along, he shouted loudly while running, “Quick, retreat, all Undead follow me.”

A myriad of army followed Fang Hao’s footsteps, retreating backward.

Behind, the body of the troll hero had inflated to over three meters tall, its wrinkled skin fully stretched.

Like a balloon with a face.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, a gust-like airflow staggered them all for a moment.

The four fell to the ground, dizzy, with a ringing in their ears.

After a while, Anjia and Morse were the first to recover.

Helping the others to stand up.

Looking back, the previous area had been blasted into a huge crater about three to four meters in radius.

The area was enveloped in an even denser poisonous gas.

Fang Hao was shocked inside and immediately took out a Detox Potion from his space.

All four of them took it.

The recent powerful wind had spread everywhere, it was uncertain if the poisonous gas would affect them.

After taking it and witnessing the devastation ahead, Fang Hao couldn’t help but curse, “This is like a fucking suicide truck!”

This power was genuinely terrifying.

Despite Fang Hao giving the order to retreat early, the damage among the Undead was still very severe.

The survivors, only tens of thousands in strength, many of whom had been blasted into the surrounding trees.

They were struggling to free themselves from the branches, trying to climb down.

After the poisonous gas had dispersed, Fang Hao then loudly said,

“It looks like there’s no danger now, clean up the battlefield.”

Danger, this explosion had also attracted attention.

It seemed that the trolls had been entrenched here for a long time, and this time they had been eradicated collectively.

Four began leading the Undead to clean the battlefield, the explosion had blasted equipment everywhere.

They had to collect and expand the search area.

Soon, the four returned with the collected equipment.

Most of it was the Undead’s gear, blasted beyond recognition.

There were also troll-used clubs, classified as green weapons.

They were composed of hardwood and metal sheets, somewhat resembling a Wolf Fang Club.

As for the trolls’ armor…

The trolls here didn’t have much armor, at most binding a couple of broken wooden planks.

“I also picked up these…” Li Rong held up a tattered cloth, shaking out its contents.

A king-sized crown belt and a broken golden scepter.

Both were dirty, covered with grease and bits of meat.

No wonder Li Rong was displeased, not vomiting was already impressive enough in this world.

[Chief’s Crown (Purple)]

[Category: Crown]

[Abilities: Troll Rulership +50%, Defense +25%, Magic Attack Power +20%.]

(Description: A large crown, it witnessed the decline of the tribe, while also longing for a splendid resurgence.)

It’s called a crown.

Actually, there isn’t much difference from a crown.

This crown is also considered a nice treasure.

It can greatly increase the ruling power of trolls.

The second item, however, is an ordinary scepter.

Made of gold, it’s been bent and deformed by an explosion and does not display any properties.

It’s just a common prop used to display one’s identity and status.

Some people like to use gold to highlight their status.

Fang Hao put the two items away separately.

Then, while opening the “Gate of the Worlds” to replenish troops, he also moved all the collected armor and weapons into it.

He reopened the map and figured out the direction.

The army continued to advance.

…

It took about more than ten minutes.

They entered an area that was once inhabited by a large group of trolls, now abandoned.

There were no city walls, nor permanent buildings.

Disorganized shacks, with skeleton heads held high by sticks.

It looked like a refugee camp, messy, dirty, densely chaotic.

This place was obviously the living area of those “destitute trolls.”

However, all the people had been wiped out by Fang Hao, leaving it deserted.

“Search, bring all the spoils of war to the central clearing,” Fang Hao said loudly.

All the skeletons scattered, searching for spoils as ordered.

Soon, both useful and useless items were gathered.

They were thrown onto the clearing.

A large number of metal items used by trolls, such as iron pots, iron knives, leather items, and triangular steel forks that did not fit the size of trolls.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded beside him, and a golden treasure chest was placed heavily beside him.

This rundown place, yet it has a golden treasure chest!

“Do you want to open it?” Fang Hao asked Li Rong, looking at her pitiable state.

“I’ve never opened such a high-level chest before!”

“Then you open it! See how lucky you are.”

Li Rong nodded and directly opened the chest.

A flash of light appeared, revealing a large number of blueprints.

[Obtained: White Steel Helmet Blueprint (Blue), White Steel Armor Blueprint (Blue), White Steel Boots Blueprint (Blue), White Steel Gloves Blueprint (Blue), Iron Nail Maul Blueprint (Green), Glutton’s Pure Gold Stew Pot (Purple), Troll Stone +18, Warfire Coin +195.]

The White Steel Set Blueprint, a blue troll set.

Fang Hao already had troll set blueprints, this set was not very helpful to him, and there was no need to replace it.

It was even less useful for Li Rong since she didn’t have any troll troops.

Even if she did, it wouldn’t be allowed near Silver Wing City.

The green ‘Maul’ was a duplicate, having just obtained one, this one could be sold.

Finally, both of their gazes landed on the ‘Glutton’s Pure Gold Stew Pot.’

A pot, evaluated as purple quality.

This stew pot, used by trolls, was especially large and, from a human perspective, was more like those big pots used by marching troops.

One that dozens of people could use to eat without much trouble to fire up once.

[Glutton’s Pure Gold Stew Pot (Purple)]

[Category: Stew Pot]

[Effect: Cooks special ingredients, retaining their special effects.]

(Description: Gluttons often become better gourmets.)

“What does that mean?” Li Rong looked at Fang Hao.

“Does it mean that cooking with this pot has special effects, like being more nutritious?” Fang Hao speculated.

Li Rong immediately thought of the spread of fat on the wooden board stretcher.

An indescribable feeling rose in her heart.

She just felt a bit nauseous, and didn’t want to eat fat for a year.

“Do you want it?” Fang Hao asked.

“Ugh~!”

“What do you mean by that?”

Li Rong glanced aside, patted her chest, and waved her hand at him.

Signaling not to talk to her about these things.

Fang Hao nodded, put away the blueprints, and shared a copy with Li Rong.

Regardless of whether she would use it or not, since they obtained it together, she deserved a share.

After packing up various iron implements in a cluttered manner.

Anjia came over from the opposite side, stuffing some fruit into her mouth as she walked.

Fang Hao glared at her, stuffing the remaining fruit into his small backpack.

Then he handed over a few old books to her.

Magic books!

Containing the legacy of troll mages.

Whoa…

Trolls really have mages and a legacy.

Could this be an opportunity to form a troll mage legion?

…, no, that’s wrong. Trolls aren’t very literate, which makes it difficult.

He praised Anjia for her treasure-hunting skills.

After collecting the books, they emptied the campsite of anything left.

Reopened the map to confirm the location of the ‘Temple.’

Fang Hao frowned slightly.

“How is it still so far away?”

The others came over to look as well, noting they still had some distance from the destination.

“Wasn’t that just the BOSS?”

Li Rong was also surprised, as she had commanded troops without even entering the outer area before, naturally unaware of the situation here.

After all, having defeated the BOSS, they should have reached the map’s reward by now.

“Could it be that we got the wrong person?” Fang Hao suggested a possibility.

“That can’t be,” Li Rong said.

Checking the map, the target point was still a distance away.

Helplessly confirming a direction, they could only continue to advance.

…

After another twenty minutes of walking.

There was a bright ray of sunlight shining into the dense forest ahead.

They had reached the end of the forest.

Stepping out of the dense forest.

Everyone was somewhat dazed.

They saw a large, bright lake about a hundred meters away.

The lake was nearly circular, with no connecting rivers.

The water surface was calm and waved with a faint, flowing light.

Fang Hao opened the map to check.

According to the location on the map, this ‘target point’…

was located at the center of the lake.

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