Zhang Han's skeleton vanguard, though numbering over a hundred skeleton soldiers at level 2, found their numbers and strength dwindling beneath the relentless onslaught.
Arrows, wreathed in arcane might, tore through the air, reducing the skeletal ranks to mere fragments of bone and dust.
"Now, brother! Unleash your fury!" cried the second brother, his voice rising above the cacophony of battle.
At his command, the very sky seemed to ignite, a barrage of fiery projectiles raining down upon the skeletal warriors that shielded Long Su.
The conflagration swept through the remaining guardians, their forms consumed by the searing heat until none were left standing.
The acrid stench of burnt flesh filled the air, an ominous testament to the destructive power that had been unleashed.
With the skeletal defenders eradicated, nothing now stood between the treacherous knight and his quarry.
His voice, filled with bloodlust, rang out over the scorched battlefield.
"Your head is mine, boy!"
Long Su, his heart pounding in his chest, watched as the knight bore down upon him, lance at the ready.
In that moment, a singular thought crystallized within his mind, clear and unwavering.
'This is my chance!'
Every assault had been meticulously orchestrated, a testament to the team's experience in such underhanded tactics.
Their perfect coordination left little doubt that this was not their first foray into subterfuge.
Long Su knew that the key to turning the tides lay in capitalizing on their arrogance, in exploiting the very certainty they felt in their impending victory.
Even the assassin's strike, though unforeseen, had been integrated into his strategy.
The activating defensive force and the conjuration of successive bone shields—all had been calculated risks to lure the audacious knight into close quarters.
As the knight bore down upon Long Su, the trap was sprung.
Row upon row of skeletal warriors materialized from the seex world, their blades slashing through the air in a symphony of steel.
"Impossible, how could you have, ouch?"
The knight's cry of agony pierced the air as the blades found their mark, his steed buckling beneath the merciless assault.
The enemy mage and archer hastened to their compatriot's aid, unleashing a hail of arrows and fiery spells upon the skeletal ranks.
Yet, as the archers took aim, a swift blade from the shadows severed the head from its shoulders.
The second brother, prepared to unleash a torrent of fireballs, hesitated upon witnessing the ambush.
With a practiced flick of his wrist, he shredded a scroll, its remnants dissolving into a blinding light that enveloped him—and then he was gone.
the black ice skeleton Stick the empty air
The remaining members of the hunting party, witnessing their captain's dire situation and the second in command's sudden departure, recognized the futility of their predicament.
Faced with overwhelming odds and a formidable adversary, they opted for strategic retreat, abandoning the field of battle in the hopes of living to fight another day.
"Your Highness, a report," the Black Ice Skeleton announced, bowing in deference.
"Speak," Long Su commanded, his skeleton warriors standing at the ready.
"We scoured the area, leaving no stone unturned," the Black Ice Skeleton explained.
"Yet, no trace of enemies remains."
With the report delivered, an uneasy silence settled over the battlefield.
Long Su, unfazed by the gravity of his actions, instructed his minions to retrieve the fallen.
Though this marked his first foray into taking human life, the weight of his deeds had yet to take hold—a testament, perhaps, to the countless beasts that had met their end at his hand or by his command.
'They had sealed their fates the moment they dared to strike against me,' Long Su mused, a cold determination settling within him.
He approached the lifeless forms of the treacherous knight and archer, reaching out with both hands.
As his fingers brushed their still forms, the Cemetery of Life skill activated.
Tendrils of gnarled roots erupted from the earth, coiling around the fallen adversaries.
Their lifeless husks were drawn into the embrace of the earthen tomb, entwined within the cemetery's grasp.
Long Su watched everything without a single emotion on his face.
The Cemetery of Life allow the user to absorb everything from the enemy dead body's
But under on condition that the enemy want to kill you and you kill him while defending your life
Its the first time for long su to try this ability
As the roots of the Cemetery of Life enveloped the bodies of the fallen knight and archer, Long Su watched with cold curiosity.
The roots, born of his meditative prowess, were but a tool to further his ambitions—a means to an end.
Those who sought to end his life deserved no mercy; their remains now fodder for the ravenous roots.
Their fate is a grim testament to the consequences of crossing Long Su's path.
Upon the roots' retreat into his body
Long Su delved once more into the seed world, met by a torrent of information that flooded his senses.
Within the imperial city of Xianyang, a new unit had taken shape
This news was unexpected, through all the book he read never once did he hear that a new units appeared like now
Long Su didn't hastened to examine the city's information, seeking insight into this new arrival:
Xianyang City: The Imperial City
Number of houses: 5000
Number of Mansions: 10
Number of palaces: 1
Attributes:
The Law of Qin: Daqin Iron Law capable of governing any race
Qin Iron Army: Any type of unit under the banner of Daqin can evolve through battlefield experience.
Inactive (requires First Empire Imperial Edict)
Inactive (Unknown)
Inactive (Unknown)
Effects of Repopulating the City:
Normal Houses:
Produce 100 to 150 skeleton slaves per day.
Produce 10 to 25 skeleton militias per day.
Produce 1 to 2 skeleton soldiers per day.
Mansions:
Produce 1 to 5 (5-man skeleton commanders) per day.
Produce 1 to 2 (50-man skeleton commander) per month.
Palace:
Produce 1 Imperial Guard per month.
Gold Production:
Generate 10,000 golden coins per day.
Faith Generation:
Generate 1,000 Daqin Faith points per day.
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Despite the city's unchanged appearance, Long Su's hopes remained undeterred.
With purposeful strides, he ventured towards the barracks, eager to uncover the identity of this elusive newcomer.
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Daqin Barracks
Skeleton slaves: 1 gold coin
Skeleton Militia: 5 gold coins
Skeleton soldier: 20 gold coins
Dark Warriors: 500,00 gold coins, 1 magic stone
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Long Su's eyes widened in shock as he beheld the exorbitant price that accompanied this enigmatic addition.
—a cost that can't even imagine
'Half a million gold coins; even the rich second generation can't build an army of this unit.'
Not to mention the magic stones that cost alone a hundred thousand gold coins
The information about thr dark warriors is that it can't be considered skeletons, nor ghouls, but a creature in the middle.
What surprised Long Su more than the prices is the unit itself.
Because the Dark Warriors are heavy melee professionals and its categories in the elite-level among the undead soldier system
They have thick armor, strong bodies, and superb fighting skills.
They are one of the main armies of the undead system.
Unlike the normal Skeleton units, whose combat effectiveness is inferior to that of combat units of the same level.
The dark warriors are different. Their combat effectiveness is as good as or even better than that of living warriors in the same level
because they have no sense of pain and are not afraid of death.
The ultimate killing machine
Even professional Mo, who achieved the middle level of elite-level
one step from the commander level, still used the dark warriors as his strongest units.
From this one can see how precious the Dark Warriors are.
Further more, professor Mo got this unit building by chance, and only he has this unit in the entire university.
Now having it in his hand means that Long Su has stepped forward faster than other people.
Even the price is no problem for long.
if the seed world can't make enough gold coins, he can just sell level 1 weapons, and the money will come by itself.
As for the magic stones, he now collect almost a thousand pieces, earning them all through hunting monsters.
A hulking figure emerged from the shadowy confines of the barracks, the scrape of armor against stone heralding its approach.
Armor clashing against each each other can be heard as the dark warriors walks
Long Su's eyes beheld a towering warrior, two meters in height, its form shrouded in ornate armor from head to toe.
The only glimpse of the different color other then the black was the pair of green, soulfire eyes that blazed from behind its visor.
In its hands, it wielded a rounded shield and a formidable long spear, a sword sheathed at its waist.
There was no mistaking it—this was a being of untold lethality, a paragon of martial prowess.
The mighty warrior kneeled before Long Su, the grinding of metal joints resounding through the air.
In a voice that echoed with an otherworldly timbre, it hailed its new master.
"Greetings, your Highness,the eldest son of the empire," the Dark Warrior intoned, reverence suffusing its tone.
The voice was empty of any feelings.
"Are you a Qin people?"
long su ask
"Living as Qin people and dying as Qin people."
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Dark Warrior
Level 6
Attributes:
Strength: 53
Defense: 56
Speed: 51
Will: 51
Skills:
Death Sword: Harnessing the essence of death to imbue the sword with devastating power.
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Long Su's heart swelled with elation as he surveyed the dark warrior's impressive attributes.
To think that a lord of his modest rank could command a unit of such prowess—a potent force at the precipice of the elite tier—was nothing short of remarkable.
"Stood up my soldier, with your help we will spreads the Qin name everywhere
In that moment, the weight of the path ahead seemed to become less heavy on his shoulders.