[Undead Raider Barracks] (+)
Type: Barracks.
Acquiring barracks through Slaughter Treasure Chests is incredibly rare.
Typically, barracks are obtained through quest rewards, void rewards, or from the Radiance of Civilization.
The [Undead Raider] isn't just an ordinary barracks structure—it features specialized units and is of rare green quality!
The moment Lucian saw its attributes, his eyes lit up.
He was tempted to activate it immediately, eager to see how this barracks would function.
But…
A notification caught his attention.
"Hint: Obtaining [Undead Raider], [Undead Guardian], and [Undead Elite] barracks will allow them to auto-fuse into [Undead Behemoth]!"
"Fusion? Three into one—good heavens!"
Lucian's eyes gleamed as he quickly pieced it together.
The [Undead Raider] was likely part of a set.
If one appeared, the other two would inevitably follow sooner or later!
The fusion result, [Undead Behemoth], was a purple-grade barracks that spawned elite units!
After some deliberation, Lucian decided to wait until the other two barracks surfaced.
Other Rewards
The equipment and skill books were mostly related to the undead:
[Necromancer's Summon]
[Banshee's Wail]
The highest-quality item was [Banshee's Wail], which was blue-grade.
The rest were white and green-grade items, similar in quality to the equipment—most of which also carried drawbacks.
For example, undead gear triggered an "Willpower Check" every hour.
If the wearer's willpower failed, they risked losing their sanity, descending into madness.
Since none of the equipment was exceptional,
Lucian stored everything in the [Microcosmic World] for now, keeping them away from his forces.
He then shifted his focus back to the black mist hovering ominously on the battlefield.
The mist writhed unnaturally, its terrifying suction force pulling in everything around it, even distorting light and shadow.
The bloody moonlight that shone over the land was swallowed, leaving only darkness.
For a fleeting moment, Lucian thought he glimpsed something struggling within the mist, but the vision left him shaken.
Curious, he switched to the [Lin Daiyu Template], activating her heightened perception.
Instantly, a searing pain erupted in his head, his eyes bloodshot.
An overwhelming madness reverberated in his mind.
"Ah—!"
Lucian clutched his head and shut his eyes tightly.
"Master, what happened?"
Nearby, the concerned voices of three beautiful women reached him.
Lucian took a deep breath, his tone heavy.
"Don't look at that black mist."
"I knew it," he muttered.
"The fall of the Night Star Clan must have been connected to an Eldritch God!"
From what he had seen earlier, the Night Star Clan's final ruler had been corrupted by an Eldritch Spirit, consumed by the void, and transformed into a monstrous creature.
Now, with the ominous black mist, Lucian's suspicions were confirmed.
This was undeniably the work of an Eldritch God.
Back at the territory, the construction of the Star Beacon was approximately 40% complete.
Its growing form radiated a faint aura of sanctity.
Meanwhile, the land beyond the territory had grown even more bizarre—the skies dimmed, and the air thickened with strange, oppressive mist.
By 8 PM, despite the perpetual darkness of this world, the black mist itself remained unchanged.
Lucian, vigilant and patient, prepared for any developments.
At 11 PM, as Lucian sat atop the stone wall, leaning his chin on his hand out of boredom, a sudden shift caught his attention.
The black mist began to stir.
It parted like a massive eye opening, revealing a sinister black pupil.
From within the fissure, a grotesque flesh-covered arm emerged, followed by a malformed torso, and eventually, a monstrous head.
Finally, a ten-meter-tall humanoid abomination, formed entirely of writhing, twisted flesh, stepped out of the mist.
The creature roared, its voice reverberating like a discordant symphony of agony.
With one motion, it devoured the remaining black mist.
The air around it grew oppressive, its presence emanating an overwhelming sense of dread.
"Identify."
Lucian donned the [Lens of True Sight] and activated its appraisal ability.
[Twisted Abomination]
Type: Eldritch Kin.
Level: 25.
Traits: [Twisted Form], [Madness Aura].
Bloodline: [Flesh Lord].
Constitution: ???
Mind: ???
Skills: ???
Description: A terrifying entity empowered by Eldritch forces. All who underestimate it are absorbed into its being.
"Level 25… and an Eldritch Kin," Lucian muttered, his expression grave.
Behind him, his heroes and soldiers were already prepared for combat.
Drawn by the Star Beacon's light, the Twisted Abomination began advancing toward the territory.
Despite its size, its movements were swift and deliberate.
"Such a disgusting creature!"
Qin Keqing's expression turned cold, her innate cultivation in the [Tranquil Heart Manual] making her naturally repulsed by such chaotic entities.
Jia Yingchun shared her disgust, her [Righteous Arts] resonating with purity and justice, leaving her particularly sensitive to Eldritch corruption.
Lin Daiyu, however, remained indifferent, gripping her longsword and ready to strike at a moment's notice.
As the monster stepped into the range of the defensive towers, Lucian gave the command.
"Fire!"
The towers roared to life, a barrage of colorful projectiles and spells raining down in a coordinated assault.
The "Fart Tower" activated first, releasing a toxic mist that seeped into the monster's flesh.
Initially, the abomination seemed unbothered, charging forward with arrogant disregard.
But after only a few steps, its movements faltered.
Its writhing flesh spasmed unnaturally, its momentum visibly slowing as the Fart Gas began to take effect.
Immediately, a combination of vines, landmines, and earthen spikes erupted beneath it, while [Flame Burst Towers] and [Lightning Towers] unleashed their respective abilities.
The air hummed with energy as explosions, fire, and lightning engulfed the creature.
Lucian's eyes narrowed.
"Prepare the linked skills!"
At his command, the [Fire Trial Tower] and [Missile Tower] activated in tandem.
A massive firebird burst forth, its blazing wings spreading as it crashed into the monster, creating a fiery mushroom cloud.
The abomination screeched in agony, its grotesque form scorched and writhing.
Seconds later, a precision-guided missile struck its target.
BOOM—!!!
The resulting shockwave shattered the surrounding terrain.
The battlefield turned to rubble, and the monster's screams filled the air.