Volume 1: The Poem of Departure Chapter 23: The Wreckage of the Shepherd

Del Kora, who got the skeleton assembler, couldn't put it down.

The sunset mountain range where life flourishes, the most important thing is fresh bones, and in this lush life, Del Cora feels like he has come to a paradise of necromancy. The Bone Assembler is only a low-level staff now, and Del Kora's strength is not very strong, and the undead that they can control after cooperating are really limited-

As for the previous time when chasing the Nightblade Leopard, it was because the texture of the skeleton was hard enough, and Delkora also used twelve percent of his focus on control, but even so, the undead could not hurt even a single Nightblade Leopard in a head-on fight.

It just managed to disgust them.

There are actually two branches of necromancy that Delkora learned, and they merge back into one at the top. The difference between these two branches is the emphasis on the undead they control:

Quantity, or quality.

"It's too tiring to control a single powerful undead," Del Cora said, "I'm a two-legged human after all, and it's still not comfortable to manipulate a four-legged beast." And there are so few high-quality bones that meet the requirements that it's a hassle to find, and it's constantly costly to care for and maintain, compared to—"

Delko stretched out his arms, dozens of skeletons and undead roared in unison behind him—though only the sound of bones grinding.

"This army of undead is simply the best and only annotation of necromancy, even if the individual strength is not strong, but with the terrifying number can overwhelm any opponent, it can become the most terrifying natural disaster - hey, Satya, what are you going to do......"

Satya finally couldn't help it. Without warning, she rushed towards Del Kora's "army" and kicked Del Kora out before he could react.

It was just an ordinary kick, without the use of skills or the power of shadows, but it simply kicked the skeleton in front of it into parts all over the ground. The shattered bones splattered out with the force of the impact, and the undead fell in unison with a swipe behind them.

This kick actually kicked out a fan-shaped vacuum area for Del Kora's "army".

"Oh, Satya! What did you do!"

Delkora reacted and picked up the scattered bones in her heartache, "This is my army, this is the cornerstone of my army of the undead!

"Just these rabbits, lambs, and little foxes!" said Satya, grabbing Delcora by the belt and lifting him upside down, "just these beasts—and most of them herbivores!"

It looks like a vast army of bones, but it is filled with the bones of cute little animals that can be seen everywhere in the forest, these small animals are just the most ordinary beasts, and the bones are also very fragile, and they can't even carry much death energy, and Satya can kick and shatter several-

"Don't get excited, don't excite Satya, I'm just kidding," Delkora raised her hand in mid-air in surrender, "The main thing is that my current strength doesn't allow me to control too many powerful magical beasts, and if I want to form an army of the undead, I can only use these things instead—and there are still powerful individuals in it!Look at the wolf, the lame tiger, the fish, the orangutan...... Wait, fish?"

Del Cora was stunned for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and looked closely.

Although it is difficult to understand, there is really an inconspicuous fish bone mixed in with the pile of miscellaneous bones. The head, the bones, and the broken bone plate structure all say a lot about its identity, but the fish is unexpectedly well-proportioned between a flock of tigers, rabbits, and lambs—and Del Cora looked at it for a long time, only to realize that there was a sense of incongruity.

This fish is too big.

This is a fish bone that is nearly one meter and two meters high, different from ordinary fish, his head is not completely parallel to the cervical vertebrae, but inclined forward, the fish mouth is large, the fine fangs have not yet fallen off, from the other two parts of the body (I am not a marine biologist, I really can't point you to what this part should be called on the body of a fish) actually extends short and thick arm bones and leg bones, the leg bones are thick, and the arm bones are thin, which is the structure of an upright walking creature.

"It's ......" Satya noticed Del Kora's anomaly and put him back on the ground. Del Cora rushed over and took a closer look at the strange fish bone - because there were so many undead manipulating at the same time, it was a problem to find which one to pinpoint. He took out the magnifying glass he had used before, and after examining it carefully, there was a puzzled look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Assas, who had been cooking just now, ignored the commotion here, but the sudden silence still made him subconsciously ask.

"Satya, Assas—come and have a look. I found something fun. ”

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"It's ...... Fish, fish-people, right?"

The three of them analyzed around a strange fish bone.

Del Kora's army of the undead was finally demobilized at the insistence of Satya, but the fish bone was preserved. Delkora carefully wiped away the dirt and dirt from the bone, only to realize that the bone had no signs of weathering.

But the bony plates on its chest are shattered, which should not be the result of weathering.

"Messenger of the tides, the Sirens?" Assas pondered for a moment, "The Sirens are the creatures created by the gods in the sea, and they have nothing to do with the Great Plains. I remember the Kraken didn't even join the Peace Alliance, right?"

"The Kraken clan supported the Thorn Clan during the Elven Civil War, and many strong people directly participated in the war between the Thorn Elves and the Silver Elves. Delkora replied, "Later, the Thorns perished, and the Kraken suffered heavy casualties, and they also retreated to the sea, and they did not participate in the Second Pancontinental War. It is said that later there were problems within the Kraken, so it declined little by little. The Peace Alliance had been sending people to contact them, but they seemed worried—there wasn't even a Holy Order among the Kraken Clan right now. They are afraid that the Peace Alliance will forcibly annex them. ”

"Reasonable speculation," Satya smiled, "but short-sighted. ”

"Races without Saint Rank heroes were initially resistant to joining the Peace Alliance," Assas said, "but time will tell." ”

"I remember an ethnological book that said that the Kraken had roughly two forms, but in a broad sense belonged to the same race," Delcora flipped the limbs of the fish bone, "one with limbs like this, and the other with a fishtail on the lower half and a human-like body on the upper body." It is said that this breed of fish head must be ugly. ”

"That's the shepherd and the tide caller in the Siren, and this fish head is the tide herder. Although it is very different in the eyes of humans, I have read some books on the sociology of race, and it seems that the Kraken does not care much about this internally. "Actually, the tide herders and tide callers themselves have all kinds of differences, just like the tiger shark and the killer whale, which we look very similar to, are actually two different creatures entirely." The intelligent beings on land believe that the Kraken is divided into two forms, but in the Kraken's own worldview, they are actually all the same, they are all different types of Krakens. ”

"The definition of a tide herder and a tide caller was itself proposed by the thorn elves," Satya added, "and the thorn elves regarded human-like krakens as higher krakens, and fish-like krakens as lower krakens, which is why they came up with this distinction." However, this definition has not been common within the Kraken. It was only for the sake of making it easier for them to negotiate that they sent tide callers to be in charge of diplomacy. ”

"They have a completely different aesthetic than humans...... Maybe this fish head is also highly sought after among the Kraken clan. Del Ko added jokingly, "But the point is this: the birth of the Kraken has nothing to do with the Great Plains, and even at the most intimate point in time with the mainland, the scope of their activities is only deep into the hinterland of the Racial Federation. Why is there a fish-man skeleton here, the Sunset Mountains? This fish bone won't be buried here for more than a thousand years. ”

Moreover, this bone once belonged to a powerful warrior who was at least of the silver rank—no wonder I always felt that the consumption of mental power was not normal. When the hell was this stuff dug up by me?, Delkora pondered silently.

"I think we might be discovering lost history again," Satya sighed, "and I knew that our combination was born to find problems and deal with them, and that was God's favor — no, curse." How often would a normal mercenary team encounter something like this, which seems to be full of trouble?"

"But a normal mercenary team wouldn't choose to cross the Great Plains, let alone throw away the lizard materials all over the ground. Assas spread his hands in a rare gesture of helplessness, "We are not so normal. ”

It's kind of like an insult, but I can't argue with it. "But this kind of discovery must not be left unattended. What should we do? Do we track it down? How do we track it down?"

"It's your bones, Del Kora, you're going to figure it out yourself. "It doesn't look like Satya is going to help.

"It's tough, only your necromancy will come in handy. May the Light ...... Oh, may the energy of death bless you. "Assas was ready to sit on the sidelines.

“...... Ah, is this my best buddy...... Life is dark......"

Delkora thought in pieces, grabbed the bone assembler, and explored the spirit deep underground.

He was going to use his mental power to scan the area carefully again. It is common knowledge that there can be a fishman in the Sunset Mountains, especially if a fishman warrior of at least the silver rank is unlikely to die so far from the sea for some reason. But the Kraken had helped the Thorns, and this was the deepest they had ever gone to land. Perhaps herein lies the problem.

"Although I don't think I should find anything, but in life, there is always a little bit to look forward to. ”