Chapter 349: The dignity of the little skeleton in the other dimension
Twelve large banners fluttered vigorously in the absence of wind. Soaring baleful aura gathered and flowed like mercury towards the pit in the center. The liquid in the pit boiled like fire oil, burning the three evil knights and their mounts and set smoke billowing.
Han Shuo closed his eyes as he sat, facing three evil knights. His mental strength flowed like the river torrent, tightly suppressing the three evil knights through the force of the contract. As the mounts of the evil knights were weaker, they gradually stopped their futile struggles.
Three enormous bone spurs continued flailing right in front of Han Shuo. If Han Shuo relaxed his mental strength even the slightest bit, the evil knights would seize the opportunity to pierce the bone lances through Han Shuo's head. The fully focused Han Shuo did not relax one bit. Inextricably linked mental strength weaved into a formless sky net, gradually grinding down at the pocket of resistance from the three evil knights.
The Cemetery of Death wasn't touched by sun or moon as it was eternally shrouded in faintly dim light. Hence, there was no sense of time passing. After an unknown length of time, the three bone lances flying in front of Han Shuo's head slowly lost their strength. Like the bodies of the evil knights, they slowly fell listlessly into the central pit.
Han Shuo's whole body was like a deathly still sculpture, sitting cross-legged with no signs of life. The twelve banners still took in and gave out violent baleful aura, all of it converging towards the central pit. After another few days past, the bodies of the three evil knights completely melted into the pit without leaving any trace.
Finally. Han Shuo let out a gasp of air, slowly opening his eyes, exhaustedly exclaiming, "That was damn tiring!" It had been only three evil knights and their mounts. This process of reforming their bodies had already caused Han Shuo so much trouble. It seemed like that things were as Han Shuo initially thought. It was impossible to use demonic arts to reform every undead creature's body.
For one, this kind of refining used overly complex and precious ingredients. If the countless skeleton warriors and zombie warriors were to all be refined, even Han Shuo's current savings would find it impossible to support this activity. Just refining three evil knights already utilised at least a hundred thousand gold. If the countless skeleton warriors and zombie warriors were to be refined, Han Shuo wouldn't be able to accomplish it even if he went bankrupt.
Also, to refine too many undead creatures again and again with this method required too much time and energy. The effects of such an immense undertaking were also very limited. After all, skeleton warriors and zombie warriors were low level creatures. Even if they were immune to corrosion of light magic, their usage was limited. Han Shuo naturally wouldn't be willing to waste time and mountains of gold on them.
Evil knights were currently the strongest undead creatures that Han Shuo could summon. They were already considered high level within undead creatures. They could use their own fire-breathing steeds with great flexibility. When their innate amazing strength was coupled with strong armor, an evil knight was harder to handle than an ordinary human knight. Han Shuo had already had to use his mental strength to repress the fierce resistance of three evil knights and their warhorses. While Han Shuo could summon bone demons and old fey zombies, he definitely couldn't refine three of them at one go. This was because resistance from the Bone Devils and Old Corpse Demons would definitely be stronger.
Standing up from his cross-legged position, Han Shuo moved the twelve demon heads in the giant banners with a thought. They howled as they returned into Han Shuo's body. Since the bodies of the three evil knights were already merged into the pit, Han Shuo didn't need to suppress the matrix with his magical yuan.
The twelve demon heads had been formed when Han Shuo had just reached the separate demon stage, using the large baleful aura within the Valley of Sunshine. These twelve demon heads innately contained vicious killing intent, every demon head was formed from the last vicious obsession of many hateful souls when they were living.They were exactly the best ingredients to refine the "mystical demons" that were one level above the "yin demons".
Of the three previously refined yin demons, there was currently only one left that was usable. Han Shuo deeply felt that one yin demon was inadequate to maintain control over the entire situation. When he'd previously advanced to separate demon realm in the Valley of Sunshine, Han Shuo had deliberately kept the boundless murderous aura, agglomerating twelve demon heads. When the ingredients needed to refine mystical demons were gathered, the twelve demon heads would be used as the base ingredient and be refined into mystical demons.
Leaving the area that was now operating automatically, Han Shuo went to the specialized area for refining 'original demons" and "yin demons". He summoned the earth elite zombie to first modify the layout of the yin demon cave, so that the yin demon cave gradually changed into a cave suitable for cultivating "mystical demons". When the mystical demon cave was formed, Han Shuo took out ingredients and placed them in the eyes of the various formation eyes in the cave.
Once all this was completed, Han Shuo dismissed the earth zombie and placed twelve drops of his own essence blood into the mystical demon cave. The blood essence revolved constantly in the mystical demon cave. When the twelve demon heads emerged from Han Shuo's body, they each swallowed one drop of blood essence. After that, the cave's enormous energy started operating. Han Shuo then summoned a few hundred wraiths and also chose a few spirits from Demonslayer Edge to place within the cave to be fodder for the mystical demon's evolution.
Han Shuo then used the small, remaining amount of magical yuan in his body, pouring it into the mystical demon cave to maintain the normal operations of the mystical demon cave. When the twelve demon heads in the mystical demon cave started roaring and devouring the wraiths and spirits in the matrix, the exhausted Han Shuo returned to the center of the Cemetery of Death.
The two matrices had now resumed normal operations by now. Han Shuo had not only expended a large amount of mental strength, but he'd also used significant amounts of magical yuan and blood essence. This was even more tiring than the previous time that he'd fought against Kosse at Brettel City. He had the little skeleton along with the earth and fire elite zombies assisting him. But something like the refinement process could only be handled by himself. Hence he was definitely exhausted.
Sitting on the ground in the Cemetery of Death, Han Shuo pondered for a moment and took out the skeleton staff, meticulously examining the tri-colored skeleton staff. He wanted to make use of this interlude to examine the secrets of the skeleton staff.
Calamity Church's necromancer archmage Wolf as well as Ancient Lizard King Dagassi had seemed to know hints of the the skeleton staff's origin. This skeleton staff, which had transformed from the Eye of Darkness, was the key to opening the Cemetery of Death. It definitely held many hidden secrets.
Han Shuo hadn't possessed the skeleton staff for a long time. His understanding of the skeleton staff was only that it enhanced his necromancy magic. If not for necromancer archmage Wolf previously using the skeleton staff's power to rejuvenate his life, Han Shuo would perhaps never have guessed that the skeleton staff could have such an effect.
"Skeleton staff, oh skeleton staff. How many secrets are you hiding!" Han Shuo mumbled to himself when he touched the three colored skulls.
The exhausted Han Shuo fell unconscious. He semi-consciously felt that he was shrouded in the three colored light from the skeleton staff and that he was constantly spinning. Colorful lights streamed quickly past his body. This feeling was as though Han Shuo was falling from a great height, into an endless abyss.
When Han Shuo felt nauseous from the dizzy feeling, he suddenly sensed a familiar smell in his consciousness. This smell seemed to be from an area in the abyss that he'd fallen into. Han Shuo's groggy consciousness latched firmly onto the familiar smell, gradually sinking back into unconsciousness.
There was an infinite black void in the distance. The surroundings were forever shrouded in torpid grey, grey and black cloud constantly rolling in the horizon. The whole area was filed with the smell of death, desolation and wilderness.
Swamps and husks of trees that were void of branches and leaves dotted the landscape closer to him. There was a variety of undead creatures walking with stiff steps and stiff bodies in the wilderness, aimlessly wandering in the desolate space.
There was no alternation of day and night in this place and no concept of time. There was only loneliness and despair, deathly stillness and desolation.
For a moment, Han Shuo thought he was still within the Cemetery of Death. This was because the sky here was similar to the Cemetery of Death's ever present dusk. But when packs of gargoyles' soared over his head as well and skeletons and zombies converged on the ground, Han Shuo was suddenly aware that this definitely wasn't the Cemetery of Death.
He clearly remembered that he hadn't summon these low level undead creatures in the Cemetery of Death. Han Shuo suddenly felt that he was in a dream. Only when he followed this line of thought did he realise he didn't have a body, existing as just pure awareness. However, as soon as Han Shuo thought about his body, his exhausted mental strength slowly filled the area of his consciousness. His body rapidly grew like a plant.
His left hand touched his right, both hands obviously making contact. However, Han Shuo didn't feel any contact between his skin, everything felt so strange. But he felt a sense of intimacy towards the surroundings. As for what felt intimate, he couldn't quite place his finger on things.
The dense crowd of undead creatures suddenly charged down from a bald mountain with a bald top. These undead creatures were arranged neatly in order. Right at the front were skeleton warriors and zombie warriors, behind them were skeleton archers and rows of gargoyles. Even further back were two evil knights.
These undead creatures actually amounted to three to four thousand. However, the majority of them were skeleton warriors, zombie warriors and ghouls, only a small portion were hate warriors and evil knights. Charging down from the towering mountain, they flocked towards a steep canyon.
Han Shuo's body and consciousness fluttered slowly into the canyon. Only when he reached the canyon did Han Shuo realise that the interior of the canyon was similarly flooded with undead creatures. A large number of them were engaged in battle. They were utilizing their claws and teeth to wrestle and tear at each other, not knowing pain and not knowing retreat. The scene was extremely magnificent.
When weak undead creatures were completely destroyed, souls of low level existences such as skeleton warriors and zombie warriors would immediately disperse. But from hate warriors onwards, their souls wouldn't immediately disperse when they were eliminated. The undead creatures around them would fight to claim a part of that soul power, devouring it to strengthen themselves.
There was a five meter tall, enormous mummy lord within the constant struggle of the undead creatures. Wrapped in strips of corroded white cloth which exuded a deathly aura, he slowly rose from the deep within the ground of the canyon. This mummy lord seemed to be the leader of the undead creatures within the canyon. When he rose up from deep within the ground, his whole body unleashed an incomparable storm of death.
When the undead creatures charging down from the mountain came into contact with the death storm, they immediately turned into ashes. The strips of cloth around his body danced like weapons, turning all hostile creature in its path into fragments. Only an evil knight that descended was able to block the attack with the wave of his bone spear, driving his fire-breathing warhorse to retreat to the side.
Within undead creatures, mummy lords were of a higher level than evil knights. In skirmishes among undead creatures, a difference in one level meant a lack of suspense about the outcome. Unless there were ten evil knights attacking the mummy lord, a lone evil knight facing a mummy lord was always a foregone conclusion.
End of part one of the chapter.
When the mummy lord emerged from the ground, the surrounding undead creatures that had charged down from the bald mountain were beheaded one after another by the death storm. More than seven hundred undead creatures had already turned into ashes in just a moment.
"The being that is entrenched on the high grounds, accept the challenge from the mummy lord Pharaoh. That towering mountain is not a height that can be held by someone weak like you, hand over that territory to me!" Mummy lord Pharaoh roared towards at the towering mountain as a large amount of mental strength swept through the whole area.
"My Lord Majesty, how can you tolerate the infringement of that lowly mummy?" The evil knight that'd retreated on his fire-breathing warhorse and hissed sternly.
The sounds of rocks shifting suddenly sounded from around the canyon as he hissed. The incomparably familiar wood and fire elite zombie separately rode out on fire-breathing warhorses, dashing in from both sides of the valley.
An enormous shadow dived down from the tops of the mountain, the incredible undead porcupine full of bone spurs. The little skeleton was wielding a bone dagger that had transformed into a spear three meters long at some unknown point. The seven bone spurs stood upright from his spine. His grand aura covered the scene as he landed.
"Humble mummy lord, my territory is not a place where you can encroach. Today, not only do I want your soul to disperse, from today onwards, the north side of the mummy lord's territory is also under my control." The little skeleton's thoughts exploded out like a flood, absolutely disproportionate to its tiny figure.
"My Lord Majesty, you must unite and rule the darkness." The evil knight that'd previously spoken dismounted his fire-breathing warhorse, bowing down to the little skeleton that was diving down from above, his face filled with solemn piety.
This was the first time the mummy lord Pharaoh had set eyes the rumoured superb mutated skeleton. The aura exploding from the little skeleton's figure instantly terrified Pharaoh. There was also the flaming fire zombie, seemingly turning into two fireballs on the back of the warhorse. The scorching high temperature caused the cold loving mummy lord Pharaoh to feel extremely uncomfortable.
Pharaoh suddenly felt that he'd fell into a trap this time. Having survived in this world for an extremely long time, the mummy lord was unlike the typical, trudging undead creatures. He had long since gained true intelligence.
He had a bad feeling and attempted to return to the depths of the ground. However, the previously soft earth suddenly became as hard as diamonds in this moment. Just as mummy lord Pharaoh started to panic, the simple-minded earth zombie slowly emerged from the earth. Grinning at Pharaoh, it naively said, "You can't escape, right?"
The previously awe-inspiring mummy lord Pharaoh suddenly realised he had no path to escape. He howled furiously, "Despicable being, you are too sinister!"
The little skeleton didn't respond. The hovering undead creature beneath him suddenly rushed towards Pharaoh. The little skeleton lifted the three meter long bone spear and the baleful aura in the surroundings all surged into the bone spear. The bone spear absorbed a large amount of deathly aura, becoming as heavy as a mountain and pierced towards Pharaoh when the mummy lord roared.
The strips of cloth on Pharaoh's body danced in succession and crushed his surrounding subordinates like a sharp weapon. When the little skeleton's bone spear descended, it tore through the strips wrapped around his body, piercing through his chest in one strike, pinning him on the ground.
"Submit, or die!" The little skeleton cooly shouted as his huge aura fiercely covered the entirety of the mummy lord, that was also pinned by the bone spear.
Pharaoh was being pinned by the bone spear and eventually yielded to the little skeleton's viciousness after a mournful howl. He docilely bent his head to the little skeleton and said, "I, mummy lord Pharaoh, submit to My Lord."
The little skeleton wasn't in a hurry to retract the bone spear from the mummy lord's body. He drew a contract mark in the dusky air with his free left hand, making the mummy lord hand over some of his soul to brand the contract. Only then did he remove the bone spear without concern of the mummy lord's pain, turning around and saying, "Return to the mountain!"
The mummy lord didn't have any chance to resist when the unfair contract between master and servant was formed. He slowly lumbered up stiffly, moving forward with slow steps while following behind the earth and wood elite zombies, heading towards the towering mountain.
Han Shuo had seen everything clearly and was filled with speechless surprise. He finally knew where he was at this time. This was the other dimension in which the undead creatures lived.
Han Shuo never would have imagined that the little skeleton and earth zombie would actually have an enormous troop in the other dimension. It even looked like they were getting on rather well. No wonder the earth elite zombie had asked to return last time if there wasn't anything for him. Looking at this battle, it seemed that the little skeleton had brought along the earth, wood and fire elite zombies, and was conducting a mighty invasion in the other dimension.
A high level undead creature like the mummy lord could only be summoned by a necromancer archmage, similar to the bone demons. Yet the little skeleton had handled the mummy lord with a single strike. This fully proved that the little skeleton's level was higher than the mummy lord. This was something that Han Shuo never would have thought of.
When the mummy lord was subdued by the little skeleton, Han Shuo suddenly panicked. He suddenly remembered that he didn't know how to return to Profound Continent. There weren't any people or things that Han Shuo was familiar with in this eternally desolate and still space.
If he could only remain in this foreign netherworld in his consciousness, it would be complete torture to Han Shuo. At present, with even his body was formed by his consciousness, not only could Han Shuo not control everything, he couldn't cast any magic. This was extremely unfavourable for Han Shuo.
Looking at the little skeleton fly towards the towering bald mountain, Han Shuo repeatedly screamed mentally in an attempt to contact the little skeleton. In the midst of that, a sharp pain suddenly spread across Han Shuo's whole body. This kind of agony was unbearable even to Han Shuo's tough nerves. His consciousness gradually dissipated.
The little skeleton was travelling towards the towering mountain with the elite zombies suddenly paused, looking towards the area where Han Shuo's consciousness vanished. He suddenly turned the flying undead creature and flew towards the area where Han Shuo's consciousness had just been located at. The purple demon eye sparkled, filled with uncertainty.
The earth, wood and fire elite zombies all spurred their fire-breathing warhorses to pass through layers of the undead army to stand next to the little skeleton. The earth elite zombie asked innocently, "What's wrong?"
"Father was here before." The little skeleton, who only had two holes for a nose, moved with a crunching noise and responded to the three special undead creatures.
"How can Father be here, this is our world!" The earth zombie looked naively at the little skeleton, trying to understand.
"I don't know, but I just felt the connection between Father and myself. He was just here!" The little skeleton swung the three meter bone lance in his hand, the tip of the bone lance stopping at the area where Han Shuo's consciousness previously stayed, saying, "Right here, if you sniff carefully, you can still smell Father's scent."
With this sentence from the little skeleton, the three undead creatures all drew close the area. Among them, the wood and fire elite zombie shook their heads, having yet to fully develop their own consciousness. They currently could only rely on the little skeleton to think. Only the earth zombie deeply breathed in a few breaths of air, as if really smelling Han Shuo's scent. It replied while shaking its head, "Yes. Father has truly been here!"
"Let's return to the mountain, Father has already left. We still need to take over Pharaoh's territories later." The little skeleton said, and then spurred the undead creature into the sky, howling en route to the towering mountain.
Han Shuo shot to his feet as if his head had been struck by lightning. When he landed on the ground, he was covered in cold sweat, his heart still palpitating with fear.
The skeleton staff that had been held in his hand fell to the ground at this moment. It clanked to a landing on the smooth and hard ground of the Cemetery of Death. There weren't any changes to the skeleton staff that was now quietly lying on the ground. However, Han Shuo knew that the skeleton staff had just brought him to another place.
Travelling to the desolate and still dimension had given Han Shuo a scare. What Han Shuo was afraid of wasn't the existence and war in the other dimension, instead, he was scared that he couldn't return to the Profound Continent. He had existed only as a consciousness in that paradise for necromancy, but his body had remained on the Profound Continent.
The effect on a necromancer like Han Shuo was obvious, he was unable to use much of his power. If he was stuck eternally in that area, facing desolate and deathly undead creatures for the rest of his life would be torture to Han Shuo.
Being used to riotous colors of this world, Han Shuo was unable to adapt to the monochromatic other dimension. Besides, this world still had Han Shuo's close friends, who were made of flesh and blood like Han Shuo, unlike the creatures in the other dimension.
"That was close, this skeleton staff is really odd, luckily it finally sent me back. If not, my life would have been destroyed." Han Shuo spoke to himself for a while. Only then did he look at the skeleton staff again. His mind was thinking hard how he had passed through the various layered planes, with his conscious landing in that space.
Unfortunately, even after pondering for a long while, Han Shuo still didn't know how he'd done so. Shaking his head, Han Shuo didn't carry on thinking about this question. He instead recalled the little skeleton's amazing performance in that space. Han Shuo wanted to immediately use the skeleton staff to summon the little skeleton over, but had a lingering fear of the skeleton staff's previous changes. He temporarily gave up on the thought of immediately summoning the little skeleton.
"Who knew the little skeleton was actually so well established. He looks even more awesome than me in Profound Continent! When did this fellow become so formidable, eh?" Han Shuo couldn't resist sighing. Recalling the previous scene when the undead creatures landed, the look of fear for the little skeleton from a few low level creatures, he finally understood what was going on.