Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 373: 365, Orc's Right Arm l

These two mercenary groups were quite well-known in Lyss City.

The North Tower Mercenary Group was considered upper-middle-tier within the city, and its members could often be seen picking up tasks in the mission hall.

The Bloodthorn Mercenary Group was quite distinctive, somewhat resembling a group of thieves.

The tasks they took up tended towards information gathering, theft and assassination. Of the well-known pickpockets on the streets, 80% were from Blood thorn.

Fang Hao made a rough calculation, estimating that there were close to 100 men on guard outside.

Seemingly, the capture of the Faceless one last time had struck fear into their hearts.

That’s why they prepared such a large number of manpower.

Fang Hao deactivated God’s Presence and relayed to the team what he had observed and the positions of the guards.

At the same time, he took out all the weapons and equipment from his storage space.

Everyone was covering their faces with cloaks.

So, Fang Hao packed some heavy equipment in his storage space and carried them with him.

“The enemy outnumbers us, and the mission is a bit more difficult than the last, but our side has both Demitrija and Rolana, two heroes, while the opponents are regular mercenaries. Victory will ultimately be ours. Follow the plan, don’t shout each other’s names during the mission, kill all those outside, maim and capture those inside. Understood?” Fang Hao instructed in a low voice.

“Yes, sir.” The others nodded.

Rolana showed no expression, nor did she oppose the tasks Fang Hao assigned her.

After their equipment was ready, they quietly moved towards the mansion.

Under the cover of the night, they closed in a shorter distance.

Hiding in the bushes, Demitrija took a deep breath, his chest started to swell, and he began to breathe out in the direction of the mansion.

Whoosh!!

A thick mist poured out of his mouth.

This was Demitrija’s skill, the Misty Sky.

The fog spread outwards, quickly covering the rest of the mansion.

The lit torches slowly went out under the envelopment of the fog.

Inside the mansion.

“Who farted!”

“Why is there such a thick fog?”

“What’s happening, why is there such a thick fog, go inform the leader, something’s up.”

“Where’s the door, I can’t see anything.”

The fog’s spread caused instant chaos in the mansion.

People were screaming and shouting, complaining that they couldn’t see and were disoriented.

Some tried to light torches, only to find it difficult to do so.

At the same time, Demitrija led the team out of the dense forest directly into the mansion, starting to clear out the sentries and guards.

For a moment.

Battle cries filled the entire mansion.

Hearing the cries of their comrades.

The remaining guards’ faces turned deathly pale, “What’s going on, where are the enemies?”

“Quick save me, there are so many of them, hurry up and save me.”

“Quick, inform the leader, there are enemies, it’s probably the city’s army.”

Thud!!

Before he could finish speaking, a longsword pierces directly out of the fog, going through his neck.

Misty Sky not only disrupted the enemy’s visual senses but was also enhancing the capabilities of the allies.

The way bandits fight is distinctly different from that of an army.

They could keep formation but the moment the order to attack was given.

Raising their weapons, they directly pounced on the enemies.

Each man for himself, there was no strategy to speak of.

Fortunately, the bandits had decent equipment, and the enemy wasn’t a regular army.

Misty Sky’s provided 25% stamina recovery, which was enough to help them win the fight against these enemies.

Rolana followed behind the team.

While Demitrija was clearing the perimeters, she just casually walked through the fog into the main building of the mansion, as if she were strolling.

Inside the building, it was still brightly lit and unaffected by the fog.

She glanced towards an adjacent room and casually pointed a finger.

A few Dark Moon Spears, of a dark red hue, materialized.

Thud Thud Thud!!

They pierced straight through the wall, instantaneously killing the enemy nomad hiding in there for a surprise attack.

“Brothers, only one intruder is in here, let’s kill her.”

Those hiding in the room rushed out, and upon recognizing their target, started to call out to others in nearby rooms.

Thud!

Yet, the instant the shout ended.

The man who was shouting was impaled by a Dark Moon Spear.

Dead instantly.

“She’s a mage, don’t give her the chance, kill her.” The remaining people discerned the concentrated energy of the long spear.

They concluded she was a mage.

Weapon in hand, she launched an attack on Rolana.

Thud, thud, thud!!

Dark Moon Spears appeared one by one, casually killing everyone present.

As simply as crushing ants underfoot.

The room was then thoroughly cleaned.

Rolana once again examined the clothes on the corpses.

There were none wearing black robes bearing the twin sickle symbol that Fang Hao had spoken of.

A quick search led her to a bedroom housing a cover for a basement access point.

Lifting it revealed a stone staircase leading downwards into the depths.

However, an abyss of darkness lay below, akin to a path leading into the depths of hell.

Rolana looked before proceeding down without hesitation.

The darkness enhanced Rolana’s vision and senses.

In the dark, she could see farther and clearer.

Even the two black-robed figures armed with crossbows lurking in darkness at the end of the stairs.

“So, you are here…” Rolana thought inwardly.

The cloaked figures below listened to the descending footsteps.

Gripping their handheld crossbows tighter unconsciously.

If the person above came any closer, they would pull the trigger.

However, just as they prepared to fire their bolts, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

A figure suddenly appeared before the two.

A dark red Moon Blade swept through.

Their arms were severed from their bodies along with the handheld crossbows.

“Ah!!” They screamed in pain.

Rolana ignored them and continued further into the depths.

She occasionally swung the red Moon Blade in hand, slashing at the enemies hiding in the shadows.

The whole basement was filled with screams of agony, as though it was a living purgatory.

Rolana reached the end, glanced at the person being interrogated, then turned and went back up the stairs.

Outside the mansion.

“Sir, the cleanup is complete,” someone relayed.

“Hmm, no one got away, right?” Fang Hao asked, his back against a tree with Anjia yawning idly by his side.

“No, the people outside were all killed, and those inside wearing cloaks have all been subdued by Lady Rolana,” the message-bearer reported hastily.

The thought of the beautiful yet cold Rolana being so fierce left them stunned.

They rushed inside as soon as they finished cleaning up the fallen people outside.

A scene of bodies strewn across the floor met them; she was sitting at a table casually reading a book.

Entering the basement once more with Demitrija, they encountered a room full of cloak wearing figures, all devoid of their arms, lying weakly on the ground.

“Good, take me to see them,” Fang Hao commanded as he rose and followed them towards the building.

Upon entering the mansion, torches were relighted.

The Gray Bear was commanding the men to pile the dead bodies in the courtyard, forming a small mound.

“Where are the others?” Fang Hao asked.

“They are in the hall, their wounds have been bandaged, they should survive,” replied the Gray Bear.

“Hmm.”

Fang Hao nodded then walked straight into the mansion.

Inside the grand mansion, even though no bodies remained, blood splatter was everywhere.

In the middle of the hall, five men and a woman, each wearing faceless robes, were kneeling.

All six of them had their hands severed and received bandaging on their wounds. Each one was pale, looking as if they were on the verge of death.

“Where are the interrogation records?” Fang Hao asked.

“Here, sir,” Demitrija handed over the records of the interrogation.

Fang Hao took the document and looked at it carefully.

There were two persons recorded.

The person interrogated was named Adonis.

The contents of his interrogation concerned the timings of gold coin shipments and the number of personnel involved.

The second page recorded an individual named Denish.

He was in possession of a map detailing a gemstone mine.

On the side table…

Items uncovered from the basement were displayed.

Map: Gem Mine [Orc Hero’s Right Arm],

Hmm?

There was also a right arm of an orc.