Chapter 969: Chapter 603, Are You a Loach?_2
In the open space to the side, I found the blueprint for the stone coffin.
After making 101 weighty stone coffins, I met the recruitment conditions for the Soul Coffin.
I returned to the front of the building.
Set the recruitment number to 1.
Confirm recruitment.
“Hundredfold Amplification triggered, recruiting Soul Coffin 101.”
...
In a flash, 101 beams of light appeared, and Soul Coffins materialized on the open ground around us.
The Soul Coffins still bore the image of skeletons.
They were nearly the size of trolls, with a ragged burlap scarf draped over their shoulders, fluttering in the wind.
They cradled a huge stone coffin in front of them.
All in all, they looked quite terrifying.
“Soul Coffin (Tier Nine Troops)”
“Racial Traits: Undead, Hollow Skeleton, Weakness to Light, Soul Coffin.”
“Skills: Soul Binding.”
“Fixed Skills: Intermediate Magic Power Mastery.”
“Soul Coffin”: When the Soul Coffin is damaged, the unit enters an unstable state; if completely destroyed, the unit dies.
“Soul Binding”: The souls of dead living creatures within 10 meters of the unit will be bound and transformed into wandering spirits to re-enter the battlefield.
(Description: When the stone coffin opens, dazzling light will shine across the entire battlefield, and countless vengeful spirits will break free from their bonds, racing toward living creatures to reap their lives.)
Goodness, just one skill.
Only “Soul Binding,” which absorbs souls and transforms them into wandering spirits for the battlefield.
Nothing else.
Used well, the skill “Soul Binding” could be incredibly useful on the battlefield.
If not, this troop type would be a waste.
Of little use at all.
Additionally, the racial trait also includes the “Soul Coffin” effect.
When the Soul Coffin is damaged, this troop type will become unstable; complete destruction means troop death.
That is to say, the stone coffin is the core of this troop type, and that skeleton nearly the size of a troll seems more like a puppet controlled by the stone coffin.
Having satisfied my curiosity, I directly said, “Go to the Troop Hiding Cave outside the city and stand by. I’ll assign you work tomorrow.”
The Soul Coffins possessed Soul Fires, though their color was somewhat pale, not the usual azure blue.
A group of Soul Coffins bowed slightly, then turned and walked away.
After inspecting two barracks,
I continued on to the next location.
“Skeleton Pillar”
“Category: Special Building”
“Effect: Undead Loyalty +5, Movement Speed +5%.”
(Description: A building that gathers the faith of the undead.)
Rather than being called a building, it was more like a totem.
A thick stone pillar carved with various undead symbols and patterns.
It was wide enough to be embraced by an adult and was about six meters tall.
The effects provided were good.
Beyond the 5% increase in Movement Speed, the 5 points of Loyalty were even more valuable.
Moreover, the increase was mandatory, comparable to a Divine Artifact.
The last building.
“Sorcery Sanctum”
“Category: Special Building”
“Effect: Sorcery Experiment”
“Sorcery Experiment: Enables the undead unit to deduce and upgrade sorcery.”
“Can Deduce: ‘Bone Manipulation Technique,’ ‘God’s Presence.'”
“Bone Manipulation Technique: Shadowstone 5, Essence of Magic 1, Skeleton troop type 5, Warfire Coin 100.”
“God’s Presence: Shadowstone 35, Essence of Magic 10, Skeleton troop type 100, Warfire Coin 2000.”
(Description: A secret laboratory filled with chaos, filth and suffering, researching magic replete with death.)
Seeing this, I understood the purpose of the building.
A place for upgrading skills.
But as a mage of the undead faction, I was frankly not very qualified.
I had learned a host of fire and thunder elemental spells; I knew very few undead ones.
Upgrading skills required spending materials.
Besides the exclusive Shadowstone, it also required essences and Warfire Coins.
And what’s more outrageous is the cost of “God’s Presence,” which was very expensive.
It was enough to construct a special undead building.
What a rip-off.
Cursing inwardly, I still silently initiated the upgrades for both.
“Bone Manipulation Technique” wasn’t costly, so upgrading it was worthwhile.
And “God’s Presence,” a skill I considered to be the most useful of the undead, had to be upgraded even though it pained me to do so.
When it came to consuming skeleton troop types, I chose the most numerous, the ‘Skeleton Warriors.’
Confirm upgrade.
A glow suddenly ascended from the building, which also displayed a countdown.
[Bone Manipulation Technique: 71 hours 59 minutes…]
[God’s Presence: 119 hours 59 minutes…]
He had checked all the buildings.
It was also past 11 p.m.
After yawning twice, he started to walk back.
He had only gotten halfway when a system prompt made him stop in his tracks.
[The Beauty of the Lonely Night – Laurana Ann Tobias’s loyalty to you has increased by 2 points, current loyalty is 82.]
Oh my!
Fang Hao was first stunned, then quickly realized what had happened.
Before coming back, he had sent Rolana to Lyss City.
It seemed like Rebecca had put in a good word for him, although the increase wasn’t much.
But it was still an improvement.
He still hadn’t given her the Rolana Talisman, which should raise her loyalty to a decent level.
Thinking this, he headed back towards the Viscera Museum.
Upon entering the Viscera Museum, the burial priests were, as usual, busy with their own tasks.
Fang Hao took out the viscera jars he acquired, as well as the remains of heroes like Odys whose divine souls had been eradicated, and handed them over to the priests for safekeeping.
He would come back to deal with them tomorrow.
After leaving the Viscera Museum, he returned to his room to rest.
…
The next day, early morning.
“Fang Hao, I’m going to kill you…”
A shriek echoed from within the room.
Anjia, clad in a tight camisole and wearing ‘Nightfall’ silk suspender stockings on her legs, had her wheat-colored skin flushed red with anger.
One hand twisted Fang Hao’s arm behind his back, pinning him down onto the bed mercilessly.
With her other hand, she scolded while yanking his hair.
Meanwhile, Eira had already dressed and was tidying her hair at the vanity, frequently looking back worried that Anjia might be too harsh and actually harm their tender-skinned master.
“Anjia, I was wrong, didn’t we agree on this? You can’t blame me.”
Pinned on the bed, Fang Hao turned his head trying to explain.
He kept signaling to Eira with his eyes.
Eira, with a face full of amusement, did not intervene as Anjia wasn’t using too much force.
After observing for a while,
She whispered to Anjia not to break anything, then went out to prepare breakfast.
…
After the sound of a door closing,
A brief silence took over the room, then embarrassed and annoyed voices picked up again.
“Are you an eel, wriggling everywhere? I’ll kill you…”
Even with tougher skin, the chaotic punches and hair-pulling were still painful.
“Okay, Anjia, I was wrong, it was you who suggested we try it last night! You can’t blame me either.”
“Bullshit, is that what I meant…”
“It won’t hurt next time, really…”
“You motherf*****…”
A flurry of punches landed, eliciting cries of pain from Fang Hao.
The cause of Anjia’s outburst still stemmed from that novelist.
In the latest chapter, he wrote some rather explicit and daring scenes.
Anjia, always bold, discussed with Eira and insisted on waiting for Fang Hao to return past 11 p.m.
They wanted to try out the positions described in the book, the initial ones were okay, but as they went on to navigate the ‘valley path’, there were some bad reactions.
This morning, she felt discomfort all over.
Upon waking up, she gave Fang Hao a good thrashing, accusing him of not following the book’s instructions and recklessly improvising.
Hard to explain these things, so he could only say it would be better next time.
After quite a beating, Anjia’s rage subsided slightly. She got up, put on a jacket and said, “Swap today’s installment of the novel for me.”
Fang Hao sat up and responded, “The author hasn’t updated it yet.”
The two left the room and went downstairs to eat.
Little White, also descending from the upper floor, kept inquiring about last night’s events with a face full of curiosity.
…
After breakfast.
Fang Hao went straight to the Viscera Museum.
He had the burial priests bring out all the viscera jars that had been delivered the previous night.
Firstly, he placed the two viscera jars, [Death Nourishment] and [Soul Drinker], in the receptacles of the two buildings, Savage Wilds Tomb and Howling Ghost House, respectively.
Then, he began to check the remaining viscera jars.