From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead

"Ahhhh! Pige! Master! You died so miserably..."

Border Town, the stronghold of the Eagle Regiment.

In the hotel room, blacksmith Black was howling at the corpse of the pig orc on the ground.

He kept wiping his eyes. Although it was still too difficult to shed tears, he still rubbed his eyes red, looking sad.

Pig's body was lying on the ground covered with a layer of white cloth, with a hole poked out of his head by a gun. This was the reason why he did not turn into a rotting corpse in the end.

"Ho! Ho~ho——"

The wolf orc Wolf stood aside, staring closely at the remains of his men.

Her hands were claw-shaped, her muscles bulged, her pupils stood up, her silver hair and tail exploded, and she made a frightening growl.

It was like an extremely furious beast that was about to devour anyone.

Pidge, the pig-orc, was her old subordinate before joining the Eagles.

The two have been friends for more than ten years, advancing and retreating together, and their relationship is like a true blood brother.

Now looking at the tragic corpse of this old friend, how could she not be so filled with hatred that she wanted to eat someone?

"Pige...how did he die?" Wolf asked hoarsely.

The blacksmith howled and said: "We went to hunt crocodiles, and we encountered a huge black crocodile. In order to cover our escape, Pige cut off the rear alone..."

"Fart!" Wolf spat at him, "Piglian can survive being chased by the Crypt Spider, but will he be killed by the Mire Crocodile King?"

"Boss Wolf, I haven't finished speaking yet..." The blacksmith trembled with fright and continued:

"Later we escaped and met a moose that turned into an undead. The moose killed three of us. If I hadn't fired the flare, I would have died there..."

"I'm asking you, Pig! How did he die!!" Wolf grabbed the blacksmith's collar and, with only one hand, lifted his body of over 200 pounds like a chicken. Lifted it up.

"I, I, I..."

The blacksmith was so frightened that he was speechless and almost wet his pants. He didn't see it with his own eyes, so how could he know how Pige died?

"Wulf, calm down!"

At this time, the elf Finn standing aside finally spoke.

The pig-orcs were Wolf's subordinates, but they were also sent to support him as a forward force, so he had to come and apologize to the werewolves.

Finn said: "Based on my observation of the traces on the scene, Pig's wounds, and the carrion toxin remaining in his body, I can tell that the person who killed him was the high-level undead that appeared last time, the Skeleton Knight."

Skeleton Knight?

In the corner of the room, Phillip, who was standing there quietly, moved his ears.

Since he first came here, he has been threatened by the blacksmith several times.

Later, for some reason, he came here voluntarily every day and almost lived in Wolf's room. This was something he didn't even expect.

"Skeleton Knight? That high-level undead?"

Wolf threw the blacksmith away, showed a ferocious smile, and said fiercely: "Finn, I remember the information you gave me is that the skeleton knight can't even defeat Scar, and Pig has never lost in a sparring match with Scar... …”

Her eyes moved and she stared coldly at Scar who was hiding behind Finn.

hiss!

Scar felt that he was being targeted by a bloodthirsty monster, and felt something bad in his heart. He hurriedly explained: "Wolf, it's not that the information I gave last time was wrong, but that the high-level undead has become stronger.

"Look, even the undead moose it is riding on can now kill three senior mercenaries. Its strength has really changed too much."

Finn also nodded and said: "Wulf, I agree with Scar's point of view. The undead is even more terrifying now, and only people above our captain can deal with it.

"With such strength, even under General Skeleton, he should be a small-boss level undead. There is nothing he can do about Pige's defeat."

That undead spirit grows so fast? !

Phillip was a little surprised. According to the knowledge he got from the necromancer's notes,

Every growth of undead monsters generally requires a long period of accumulation, which can easily take several years, decades, or hundreds of years.

It would take several years for a skeleton monster to evolve into a ghost or a skeleton soldier, let alone a powerful undead like a skeleton knight.

He felt that if he could know the reason why the Skeleton Knight became stronger quickly, it would be of great help to him in cultivating his contracted monster!

Afterwards, Finn comforted Wolf for a few more words and left.

After Blacksmith Black also took the opportunity to escape, only the werewolf, the boy, and the girl with short brown hair named Meili were left in the room.

"I must tear that skeleton to pieces... oh!!" Wolf's eyes were cloudy, he bared his teeth and growled, and he seemed to be delirious again.

She is actually a hybrid orc between a wolf and a cat. Although she is very talented, she also has a congenital defect that causes her to go crazy from time to time.

At this time, Mellie stepped forward, put her hand on Wolf's furry tail, and whispered a spell.

A soft blue light emerged from her palm, gradually making Wolf's eyes clear.

Philip also learned not long ago that the purpose of Wolf keeping the girl by his side was to help her use magic to regain her sanity when she went crazy.

"Get away!"

However, the female werewolf woke up and slapped Meili away with a scolding.

"Boom!"

The thin girl hit the wall hard and fell to the hard floor.

She lay on the ground silently, but her body couldn't stop shaking, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't move for a while.

"Are you okay?" Phillip hurried forward to check on Mellie's condition.

The female werewolf glanced at them coldly, snorted heavily, and strode out of the room.

"I'm fine."

After lying on the ground for a while, Meili felt like she could move.

She raised her head and showed a fragile smile to the boy on her pale face, "Thank you... Now, let's start today's magic lesson."

This is the reason why Philip is willing to come here every day. The female werewolf discovered his magical talent and asked Mellie to teach him elemental magic.

Now, the young man has mastered an apprentice-level magic - the art of nourishing water.

Phillip looked at Mellie and asked seriously: "You are obviously helping her, why is Wolf treating you so badly?"

Over the past few days, he had observed that the female werewolf was extremely violent towards girls. She would yell and curse casually when she was in a bad mood, and would punch and kick her at every turn.

If it weren't for Meili's own healing magic, she might have been unable to support her body.

Meili said softly: "She likes others to be afraid of her, surrender to her, and get close to her. She hates me looking like this."

Indeed, although the girl is weak, she is neither afraid, weak, nor close to the female werewolf.

Like a cat with an indifferent personality, it doesn't please its owner and even makes the controlling werewolf angry when he sees it.

In contrast, Wolf's attitude towards Philip, who is obedient and weak-mannered, is very gentle.

The young man looked at Meili and asked seriously: "Then do you want to escape from her control with me?"