“The undead army legion has now increased 3 times in size. Now, I don’t need to go out with nearly as many skeletons, nor do I need as many troops.”
With Weed’s Lich skills, he can take advantage of every battle and create flying undead! But too much greed could be hazardous in hunting, so he did not increase the number of his undead, even though they were cheap. Because, increasing the number of undead would not necessarily increase the hunting speed and their numbers were definitely not infinite. To keep a steady pace, they needed constant maintenance and the hunting grounds needed to be navigated; wasting more time. Once the undead fell, it was time to attack with curse magic.
“Utilization of the Meiji era skeletons should increase.”
You have leveled up
By hunting day and night, Weed had gained one level. However, the monsters also got stronger. The monsters gained a 30% stat increase at night. Since he was transfigured, the benefits of moonlight sculptor did not apply. However, the lich’s magical curses and black magic had a large area effect at night, so it wasn’t that bad.
“Finally level 370.”
The quests and giving life to sculptures had left his level rather lacking compared to his stats. Now he could raise his level through hunting as it was the optimal solution. But the monsters’ levels were very high, and it was very hard to sneak around in the sculpture heritage since it was so bare. In Las Phalanx massive earthquakes happened often.
“Again?”
Whenever there was a big quake, Weed would quickly duck into a relatively safe spot.
‘THakur ruka ruka ruk’
The volcanic ground shook, shaking everything off balance. TairBadgers, Bollards, and Chaos Warriors’ rushed out of their hiding places. Drakes flew all over the place avoiding the blow out from the nearby earthquake. Aerial and ground creatures all in unison ran around. It was a great and terrible sight. A great mole-like creature popped its head out of the ground, froze, then ran away. The creatures were quickly falling into a deeper panic. The tension was rising.
Geuminyi said,
“Gol gol go, the heat is rising. The origin is hot.”
“That’s not it.”
The lava was being excavated from under the mountains.
“That is surely……The lava welling up in reverse and the black smoke pouring out of the nearby north mountain range....Kuah. No way.”
“Volcanic Eruptions!”
The Versailles continent pageantry(display)! After the icy storm comes volcanic explosions! The fireballs fell down here and there. Large rocks melting, crushing and burning monsters.
“Stand down! Scatter!”
Giving orders, Weed lead the undead legion towards the river. As the volcanoes erupted, they sent tons of flaming rocks, that felt like comets, to destroy the area around them. It looked like the end of the world and it was such a lovely sight to see.
The volcanic lava mightily soared in upside down streams in the air. Massive rocks matching the top area of the volcanoes collapsed in ghastly balls of summer flames. It was a scary sight, enough to make one dizzy. Jets of steam came out of the ground and split the stiff land. From the cracks, streams of lava flowed. Weed and the undead hastily ran to the river.
“More than anything, dying by a fireball would just be too unfair. I can’t let that happen. Seeing this from afar though, I think I should eat some roasted sweet potatoes.”
He watched the volcanic eruptions while thinking about baked sweet potatoes. For 2 hours the earthquakes and volcanoes continued its blast and spurt. He could not escape quick enough and several zombies and undead got destroyed reaching a total number of 65 survivors. After the earth’s movement was stable and the lava flowing on the ground had become black and hard, Weed felt safe enough to venture out from behind the rocks he had been hiding behind by the river. The undead, Geuminyi, and Rover were all looking very shabby, due to the volcanic eruption and being covered in soot.
“Seeing such a display on the Versailles Continent, I have no luck.”
Picking a place that had such famous scenery and seeing a once in a lifetime spectacle, is being blamed on bad luck! Weed dragged out 800 objects that might be undead. By listening to the log system, he knew that several undead were completely destroyed even with the certain amount of pre-inserted mana he injected. Under a shadow, or hidden in a coffin or in a grave his undead were waiting. Due to the maintenance of the undead, a third of his mana was consumed.
“The blessing period lasts twelve more days. If I can gain three more levels than it should be more than enough to increase the undead armies efficiency.”
That day, the hunting speed doubled and he filled his experience bar by an additional 39%. Because of the blessing of the Goddess of the Earth, he begrudged eating and sleeping preferring to hunt instead. TairBadgers had a salty taste when unprepared. Groups with level 300 lurked in the shadows that could be hunted in large quantities. When TairBadgers died, they gave gems and rare magic items. When he got a bunch of little gems he could make a piece of jewelry that many people would pay lots of money for.
“I wonder what I can pick up from Bollards.”
He greedily thought about hunting high level Bollards while calculating the risk. If he were to die he may be denied the option to revive since he was already undead and he would lose the blessing of the earth.
“TairBadgers are lower on the food chain. The next step would be Bollards.”
Yet there were many high level monsters in Las Phalanx that he had not attacked yet. In addition to the creatures needing high level attacks, the terrain was also difficult to hunt in. Considering that the bottom of the food chain was the Bollards, it was gonna get tough soon. But Weed had enough confidence that using the TairBadgers would be enough to hunt them. Weed temporarily increased the undead army legion by 40%. Due to this, he was using too much mana and Weed couldn’t sustain it for extended periods of time but it was great for dealing a great deal of damage.
“Ah, I’m so proud of my undead army legion. Let’s go look for Bollards to hunt. Trample them when you see then. I will make more colleagues for us. ATTACK!”
Hiding behind a rock he gave instructions. The undead stampeded toward the Bollards. The Panther like creatures nimbly ran past huge flame columns. Changed to undead, the TairBadgers had a much lower fire resistance but they still easily clung to the Bollards. Weed looked as the Bollard jumped about and shook the zombies into the flames leaving burned chunks of meat.
“This fight right now. The Bollards are just addicted to burning the zombies.”"
“This shield!”
“This arrow.”
“Air Blaster.”
(The translation literally say this. Guessing that this is the actual translation and not some cool buff name)
More than 100 skeleton mages cast their magic spells at once adding various buffs. The TairBadgers clung to the Bollards for all they're worth. Thanks to that, the skeleton knights with swords could attack.
Weed used his Lions Roar.
“Fight! You are undead! Prove that you are the definition of loss to this land! Show your full power to the armed forces of this world. Attack those weak bastards!”