Translated by: Novellise
Barren bone hills.
On a flat land.
Hundreds of newborn spiders were locked in a brutal battle.
As time passed.
One by one, these spiders were consumed by their own kind, leaving fewer and fewer alive.
In the end.
Surprisingly, the spider with the black and white pattern survived to the end.
Compared to when it was first born.
This spider had grown much larger, resembling a small calf.
The shell on its back was shiny, like an indestructible armour.
Its legs had become sharp and hard, like spears of steel.
Ignore its innocent eyes.
Judging from its fierce appearance alone, it was an absolutely terrifying and powerful monster.
What surprised Lu Yuan even more was this.
This little spider seemed to have inherited the natural disaster mark of that dungeon spider.
With a single thought, he could control its every move.
"From now on, I'll call you Xiao Bai."
Lu Yuan said mischievously.
The spider tilted its head, its eyes seemingly confused as it tried to understand what Lu Yuan had said.
Three days later.
Lu Yuan led the Skeleton Legion and defeated a medium-sized goblin tribe of tens of thousands.
Though they resisted fiercely.
Faced with a group of tough trolls and skeletal wild boars, the goblins' attacks were as weak as scratching an itch.
In order to survive, the goblin chief eagerly took Lu Yuan to a dungeon.
He claimed to have treasures and surprises for him.
But when Lu Yuan saw the scene in the dungeon.
The blood-red flames in his hollowed eyes surged violently, releasing a terrifying intent!
For in the dark, filthy, damp dungeon.
A group of ragged slaves were imprisoned.
Most of them were human.
Others.
There were Orcs, Dwarves, Centaurs...
But without exception.
All of these slaves were women!
It was clear from their numb and vacant expressions.
These women had probably suffered unimaginable inhuman tortures.
"Is this the treasure you were talking about?" Lu Yuan's tone was cold, his mind filled with murderous intent.
Although he was now a skeleton, he still had human emotions.
Seeing these women being tortured beyond recognition, he also felt an uncontrollable anger.
And to send women to a skeleton?
How could you think of such a bizarre move?
"They were well trained, all good breeding tools!"
Feeling the killing intent emanating from Lu Yuan's body, the goblin chief trembled in fear, his voice shaking.
He didn't understand.
He had clearly offered the tribe's best gift.
Why was Lu Yuan still angry?
After all.
Goblins were a subspecies with only males and no females.
They could only reproduce by raping the females of other races.
After reproduction, the females would be killed, and those unfit for reproduction would be consumed.
So the goblin chief thought.
The female slaves they had worked so hard to capture were even more valuable than gold.
When he saw the dungeon, it was like hell on earth.
Lu Yuan remained silent.
He turned and in one fell swoop.
He split the wretched and diminutive goblin chief in two.
And then.
Under his command.
The Legion of Doom slaughtered all the goblins, even burning their bones to ash.
Such a vile race didn't even deserve to be servants of the Legion of Doom.
Lu Yuan opened the dungeon and freed the slaves inside.
These women, under the relentless and inhuman torture of the goblins day after day.
They had already lost their minds, like deaf walking corpses, unaware of what was happening around them.
Lu Yuan had them sent to a nearby human city, leaving behind a small bag of gold coins, enough for them to live out their remaining days.
As an ordinary skeleton, he had done his best.
But during the recent massacre, Lu Yuan made an unexpected discovery.
A Calamity Skeleton needed to kill a hundred wild Skeletons to become a second-level Skeleton Warrior.
But if they were goblins or other creatures.
A Calamity Skeleton only needed to kill ten goblins to successfully advance.
"Is it because the souls of the living are stronger than the wild skeletons?"
Lu Yuan pondered.
In the following days.
The Legion of Doom destroyed more than a dozen goblin tribes in succession.
These goblin tribes varied in size.
Large tribes had nearly ten thousand members, while small tribes had only a few hundred.
But Lu Yuan didn't discriminate; all were under his command.
The Legion of Doom brought back rivers of blood and piles of heads.
And Xiao Bai was at the forefront.
Though usually cute and harmless.
Once in battle mode, she became a natural killing machine.
Watching Xiao Bai manoeuvre around the battlefield, he moved like a ghost.
His spider legs were like sharp and sturdy spears, easily piercing through the enemies' skulls.
Thin, transparent spider silk spewed from his mouth, with such resilience that even third-tier monsters couldn't break free.
It seemed to have an innate talent for killing; it had little need to think when facing enemies, finding the best angles to attack by sheer instinct.
The whole battle was fluid, seamless, like a grand performance, full of artistry and spectacle.
Countless limbs and severed arms floated in pools of blood, even the thick earth beneath was soaked with blood!
Over fifty thousand goblins fell under Lu Yuan's blade.
Over three thousand skeleton swordsmen were added to the Legion of Doom!
When the last goblin chieftain was hanged by Xiao Bai from a tree branch with spider silk.
His body trembled and emitted the aura of a fourth-class monster!
Xiao Bai's dazzling performance left Lu Yuan in awe.
Under the influence of the calamity mark.
The bloodline of Xiao Bai, the dungeon spider, seemed to have undergone a mutation.
With proper breeding, he would undoubtedly become a high-ranking officer of the Legion of Doom in the future!
Additionally, in the treasure trove of the goblin tribe.
Lu Yuan found a large amount of gold and silver treasure, as well as a small map.
This map was rudimentary.
Probably hand-drawn by a goblin chieftain, it marked only a few important locations.
The map covered an area less than a hundred miles in diameter.
According to the map.
Having crossed most of the barren Bone Hills, Lu Yuan was near the Cagall Mountains.
Beyond the Cagall Mountains was the border of the Laine Empire.
And not far from the barren Bone Hills.
was a dangerous area known as the Burial Ground.
It had once been a battlefield.
Great kingdoms had fought here, leaving behind countless bodies and lost souls.
Beneath the erosion of the Abyssal Aura.
These bodies rose from death, transformed into the undead.
Especially after thousands of years of incubation and evolution.
The number of skeletons in the graveyard had grown to an uncountable number.
At the very least, there were tens of millions of skeletons.
To prevent trouble.
Every few years.
The royal family of the Laine Kingdom had to send troops to eliminate them.
And according to the rumours Lu Yuan had heard.
It was said that in the deepest part of the burial ground.
A mighty sixth-level bone dragon was sleeping!
(End of chapter).