Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

With a sweep of his longsword, Spencer deflected the crossbow bolts and with his left hand, he conjured magic in mid-air.

Fireballs shot out like a string of pearls, heading towards every window.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

The fireballs exploded, sparks flying off in all directions.

It immediately went quiet in the stone house.

No more crossbow bolts were shot from the windows, nor did anyone dare to show themselves.

Cre-eak--!

Spencer pushed open the door and walked in with big strides.

The decoration inside the stone tower was tolerable, just that some black scorch marks were apparent near the windows.

At the staircase location of the stone tower.

Seven bandits were nervously gripping their weapons, their eyes fixated on Spencer.

"What the hell are you? How dare you step foot on human territory, aren't you afraid of starting a race war?" roared the tyrant hiding behind his subordinates.

A creature that looked somewhat human, but not quite.

It made their hearts tremble.

Spencer paused before asking curiously, "Aren't you bandits? Don't you cause wars?"

The tyrant did not respond.

Greedy Wolf, however, took the initiative and spoke up: "Sir, what would it take for you to spare us? Just name your terms, we will comply."

"Yes, yes, what do you want to spare us?" echoed the tyrant.

Spencer looked at them and the five trembling bandits before them.

His tone was still calm, "Those who drop their weapons and surrender shall be spared."

"Damn it, you're toying with us. Do you really think we're scared of you? Boys, let's kill him!" the tyrant roared.

The five men in front of him were his trusted followers.

They were one of the earliest members of the bandits, possessing a fondness for murder.

Hearing their boss' command, and despite their fear, they gritted their teeth, raised their weapons, and attacked the odd creature before them.

Bang!!

A blast of fire exploded amidst the bandits.

The five followers' bodies flew backward instantly, their whole bodies charred black.

When they landed, their bodies broke apart like charred wood.

Clang! Clang!

With a crisp sound, the attacking tyrant and Greedy Wolf abruptly halted their advances.

Almost in unison, they dropped their weapons and dropped to their knees.

"We are unarmed, we surrender..."

Having been leaders for so many years, they had some strategic sense.

The man before them, who looked like a peeled corpse, was clearly at the level of a high-ranking hero.

At this point, continuing to hold their weapons was a death wish.

Seeing their surrender, Spencer dissipated the amassed energy.

"Then follow me out," Spencer said softly.

The two dared not disobey and obediently followed Spencer out.

Outside, the whole camp was in chaos.

Yelling, crying, pleas for mercy, echoed in every corner.

The figure of the Skeleton Mantis didn't stop moving, dealing with the bandits who were still trying to fight back.

As the night wore on.

The sounds of fighting gradually faded, and the battle was nearing its end.

...

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The four small strongholds guarding the main one continued to ring their bells without pause.

Calling for support from the other strongholds.

But when the bandits heard the rest of the strongholds also ringing their alarm bells, they realized that all the strongholds were under attack simultaneously.

"Captain, how... how are we supposed to fight this? There're too many of them," stammered a bandit on the city wall.

Endless undead burst out from between the trees, still charging towards the stronghold with their weapons.

The captain's trembling legs were not much better than his own.

After hearing their pleas, the captain finally came back to his senses.

He shouted, "Shoot, shoot arrows, why are you asking me?"

The bandits began to fire arrows.

But the damage they inflicted on the undead was minimal.

When the swarms of skeletons had reached the city wall.

The three-meter-high stronghold was instantly covered by the undead.

The city gate was wide open, and even more skeletons rushed in, killing the despairing bandits.