Global Lords: The Undead's Mobile Fortress

Receiving Li Ziyu’s message, the Dark Skeleton was instantly thrilled.

’Is it my turn?’

’Finally, it’s my turn!’

’This hasn’t been easy! Ever since I was created, I’ve barely gotten a chance to make an appearance!’

If he had flesh and blood, he would have been moved to tears on the spot.

’Puny Kobolds, daring to invade my Undead Main Tower. They have no idea what they’re getting into!’

The shadow beneath the White Bone Throne writhed, and the figure of the Dark Skeleton gradually emerged to face the Dogman Suicide Squad. Its black Soul Fire flickered as it opened its jaw, ready to unleash a Soul Roar to put the fear of death into those reckless Kobolds.

"Charge!"

"Kill!"

"Get ’em! Dammit!"

"Fuck ’em up!"

The sounds of footsteps and battle cries mingled, ringing in his ears. The Dark Skeleton turned his head, dumbfounded, only to see the Minotaurs of the Tabu Tribe charging out menacingly, wielding their Totem Poles. They didn’t spare him a single glance; without a word, they headed straight for the Dogman Suicide Squad.

CLACK.

The Dark Skeleton’s jawbone fell to the floor. He hurriedly picked it up and reattached it, then reached out to grab a Minotaur, but he was a step too slow. He could only watch helplessly as the Minotaurs charged past.

’What do you think you’re doing?’

’Are you stealing my kills?’

’Fuck! How shameless!’

’Those are mine! They’re all mine!’

’Stop! Unhand those poor Kobolds!’

The Minotaurs couldn’t hear the roar in the Dark Skeleton’s soul. Their eyes blazed with fury. After living with the Undead for so long, they had come to see the Undead Fortress as their home. Now, someone dared to attack their home—how could they stand for that? They had already been forced to move once, and they couldn’t do it again!

It wasn’t just the Undead here; their Ancestor was here, too. To attack the Undead was to humiliate their Ancestor. It was unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable!

Tas Tuling led the charge, his body crackling with electricity. He raised his Totem Pole high and slammed it down toward the Dogman Suicide Squad from afar.

The Totem Pole hammered the ground. Amidst a SIZZLING and CRACKLING, arcs of lightning spread out and surged toward the Dogman Suicide Squad. A few Kobolds, still wondering ’Why are there Minotaurs inside the Undead Fortress?’, were struck by the current. They immediately started breakdancing on the spot as black smoke poured off them, and the scent of roasted meat filled the air.

Having dispatched a few Kobolds, Tas Tuling rose and pulled several small wooden spikes from his waist, which he then drove into the ground.

The moment the wooden spikes hit the ground, they instantly swelled, transforming into several waist-high Totem Poles painted with colorful patterns and Talismans. Rings of Auras began to spread out from these new Totem Poles.

Bullhead Shaman - Strength Totem.

Bullhead Shaman - Defense Totem.

Bullhead Shaman - Speed Totem.

The three basic Shaman Totem Poles were instantly placed. As Mumu and his Minotaurs charged past, the totems automatically buffed them, raising their combat effectiveness even further.

"Die! Moooo!" Mumu gripped his Totem Pole with both hands as if it were a Siege Hammer, lowered his head, and rammed forward.

A Kobold tried to counterattack with its Long Spear, but it completely underestimated Mumu’s buffed Speed. The Totem Pole slammed into its chest, sending it flying five or six meters through the air. It crashed to the ground, coughed up a spray of blood, and breathed its last.

When Minotaurs go into a rage, their fighting Power is not to be underestimated. After all, they had fought against Demonized Creatures before. Caught by surprise, even elite Kobolds were no match for them.

The Dark Skeleton was growing frantic. ’If you guys keep this up, what am I supposed to do? I finally get a chance to move around, and you kill everyone! Am I just supposed to stand here and watch?’

His frantic emotions manifested as Dark Energy. A black mist erupted from his body, filling the entire hall. The Dark Skeleton floated up like a Ghost and lunged at the Kobolds.

Watching the battle from the top floor, Li Ziyu sensed something was wrong with the aura below. He looked down and saw the Dark Aura filling the hall, enveloping even the Minotaurs. He was instantly alarmed and quickly warned the Dark Skeleton, "Don’t you dare harm the Minotaurs, or you can spend the rest of your days as a shadow!"

His threat was effective. The Dark Skeleton, which had been about to unleash an AOE attack that included the Minotaurs, froze. It reluctantly retracted its attack and sheepishly turned its attention back to the Kobolds.

But when he focused his attention back on the Kobolds, the Dark Skeleton grew furious again. ’Alright, that’s enough, you Minotaurs! Stop fighting! There won’t be any left if you keep going! Are you just using my distraction to madly harvest kills? This is outrageous!’

The Dogman Suicide Squad was an elite unit, but they had been caught completely off guard by the Minotaurs, unable to use many of their tactics. In close-quarters combat, how could the Kobolds possibly be a match for the Minotaurs? They were being scattered and beaten, their screams of pain echoing through the hall.

Minotaurs are natural Warriors and were never weak to begin with. Lately, they had been "cared for" by their Ancestor’s Ghost, trained day in and day out until they were black and blue. Their combat prowess had soared, but they were also full of pent-up frustration with nowhere to vent it. Now, faced with these Kobolds who were practically serving themselves up for slaughter, how could they possibly hold back? They let loose completely, showing absolutely no mercy.

"Hiyah!"

Mumu landed a flying kick right in a Kobold’s gut. The creature doubled over like a cooked shrimp and was launched into the air. Another Minotaur behind it reacted instantly, gripping the bottom of its Totem Pole with both hands and swinging with all its might. It viciously struck the airborne Kobold, sending it flying.

It was a perfect home run—the Kobold flew far and fast.

In mid-air, the Kobold sprayed out a mist of blood. With a frame that fragile, how could it possibly withstand such a battering from the Minotaurs? It was dead long before it hit the ground.

The Dark Skeleton watched until its Soul Fire nearly burst from its skull. He couldn’t hesitate any longer. If he wasted another second, he wouldn’t get a single kill. With a flicker of movement, he charged toward the Dogman Suicide Squad.