Chapter 1107 - 663: Glory Battle Power, Calamity Rising Dragon

Chapter 1107: Chapter 663: Glory Battle Power, Calamity Rising Dragon

Upon hearing this, Draven completely abandoned the idea of struggling, kneeling on the ground and taking the master-servant contract handed over by Morgana.

After a simple glance, he left his Soul Mark on this contract.

As the Energy Fluctuations of the contract passed, the Blood War Furnace Rune entered Draven’s soul.

From this point forward, Draven’s life was tied to Fang Zhou.

The duration of this contract lasts until Draven dies in battle and returns to the Endless Blood River, when it will be dissolved.

This kind of master-servant contract is not uncommon in the Blood War Furnace; some Undead Rulers require their subordinates to sign such master-servant contracts.

However, unless the Undead have nowhere else to turn, or are faithfully devoted, very few are willing to sign a master-servant contract.

But signing such a master-servant contract does have benefits.

The most basic benefit is that henceforth, he will become a loyal subordinate of the master.

If there’s a chance to advance, his master won’t choke him by the neck.

...

At this moment, Fang Zhou was incredibly happy.

He had just ventured out to expand his territory and already possessed a semi-complete base.

At the same time, he gained a slave who was near advancing to be a Glory Champion Hate Samurai.

This was truly something to be happy about.

So Fang Zhou smiled and said, "Alright, Draven, stand up!

In the future, you will feel honored to be my servant!"

Draven felt bitter inside, but did not show it on his face.

He respectfully stood up and said with his head bowed, "Lord, I already feel very honored at this moment!"

Fang Zhou was pleased to see Draven being so perceptive, otherwise he would follow the customs of the Blood War Furnace to thoroughly torment the newly acquired slave.

Their group walked out from the dungeon, and Rekton had already led the Undead Army into the city.

Upon seeing Fang Zhou, Rekton slightly bowed his head in greeting, and then noticed Draven following Fang Zhou.

From Draven’s positioning, he knew this Hate Samurai had submitted under Fang Zhou’s command.

This made Rekton rethink his attitude towards Fang Zhou.

Having such a powerful neighbor could be both a good and a bad thing.

The good thing is Fang Zhou’s territory is ahead, surely blocking many Demon attacks, leaving Rekton’s territory good development time.

But the bad thing is obvious, Rekton’s future territorial expansion will be limited.

At least towards Fang Zhou’s direction, no new territories can be developed.

Fang Zhou also saw Rekton, he nodded slightly and said, "Rekton, now that everything’s sorted, leave the Blood Moon Coins for me and you can go back."

Rekton’s smile stiffened, and although he was reluctant, he still took out large crates of Blood Moon Coins, totaling one million, placing them on the ground.

Fang Zhou waved his hand, motioning Morgana to collect these Blood Moon Coins.

After saluting once more, Rekton respectfully said, "Lord Fang Zhou, I will take my leave now."

Fang Zhou walked to Rekton’s side, patted his shoulder, and kindly said, "Go ahead, be careful on the road."

"Oh, and after you return, arrange for half of the craftsmen you’re sending me to set out with my Undead Soldiers!"

Rekton gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you Lord Fang Zhou for your concern, I will arrange for them to depart as soon as I return!"

...

In Draven’s territory, within this base, he was the only one left.

The other craftsmen were devoured by Demons even earlier than the undead who died fighting.

The current base was a mess, Fang Zhou was also waiting for Rekton’s craftsmen to come and get to work.

Now, there is quite a bit of work in front of Fang Zhou.

As a Demon-clearing vanguard who just left Tusk City, this is a delightful headache.

The city walls need repair, and various auxiliary buildings within the city need reconstruction.

Outside the city, there were tens of thousands of Demon corpses waiting to be dealt with.

Looking at Morgana and Draven accompanying him, Fang Zhou casually commanded, "Now go direct those lazy Undead to work!

Quickly clean up all the Demon bodies, don’t leave behind anything valuable!"

Morgana straightened her posture and loudly said, "As you command, my lord!"

Upon finishing, Morgana quickly dashed towards the outside of the city, where Naraku Undead awaited her instruction.

Under Fang Zhou’s command, there were plenty of Spiritual Remains Warriors, but these non-intelligent Spiritual Remains Warriors could only handle rough work.

Their tasks still required the guidance of High Tier Undead.

Although Fang Zhou was short-handed now, he sent out flying Undead who were also working hard, with skeletons continuously being brought back.

He believed it wouldn’t take long for his territory to be filled with these diligent little fellows.

When Fang Zhou looked at Draven, who hadn’t moved yet, before he could speak, Draven proactively said, "My powerful master, Draven also wishes to work for you.

But as you can see, I am now even weaker than a pitiful skeleton.

I need to recuperate for a while before I can serve you."

Fang Zhou examined Draven’s current condition; he had almost been flayed by Demons earlier, leaving his body with not a single piece of good meat.

Though he was no longer bleeding, he was still extremely emaciated, almost like a dried-up skeleton.