Its creation would significantly enhance the territo's power.

However, the materials required are rather excessive.

Gathering them would certainly prove to be a daunting task.

As for the golden mammoth construct, an image of an enormous mammoth clad entirely in golden armor charging across the battlefield flashed in his mind.

Wherever it trod, soldiers would be crushed in a pulp and defensive walls would be toppled.

Just the thought of it was exhilarating.

Yet the challenge remains in acquiring the vast array of materials needed.

Having perused the blueprints and attributes, Fong Hao noted that the skeleton scavenging efforts were nearing completion.

All were laden with spoils, gradually retreating from the tomb passage.

Along the way, they collected the luminous stones from the first two regions, taking them all.

Upon returning to the entrance, they ascended the rope ladder and emerged from the pit.

As they exited, dusk was approaching.

The entire skeleton army, now accompanied by the newly joined specters, began their return to the territory.

With Anja leading the way, Fongo directly relinquished divine descent and awakened from the room in the territory.

Rising from his bed, he stretched his limbs, feeling quite content, exploring the cave, he did not harbor great expectations.

Yet unexpectedly, he stumbled upon an ancient tomb and emerged with a bountiful trove.

Setting aside the gold, silver, and jewels, mere trinkets of the exterior world, he obtained numerous blueprints.

Among them were the schematics for crafting the black iron knight sword, constructing a blacksmith shop, creating wooden masks, forging the black iron helmet, producing a simple hand saw, and assembling the stone golem and the golden mammoth constructs.

Additionally, he acquired magical potions and healing elixirs.

These artifacts promised to significantly enhance the overall strength of his territory, thereby diminishing the threat posed by the skull crushing tribe.

Exiting the lord's stone tower, he found instructing the other rabbit folk on the rules of the territory, resembling a small teacher as she animatedly gestured while speaking.

Upon noticing Fong Hows arrival, the rabbit folk immediately rose to pay their respects.

Master, shall we prepare dinner? Eer inquired.

At this hour, dinner was typically served.

However, as Fong Ha had been engaged in divine intervention, Eer postponed the meal until Anja's return.

"Very well, my master," she replied, resuming her educational discourse with the rabbit folk.

Fong Hao then stepped aside to display the rejuvenating springs products.

The resources exchanged were prioritized towards acquiring shadow stones.

The only material currently hindering the progress of his construction upgrades.

With the constant threat from the skull crushing tribe, he was compelled to hasten his developmental pace.

At long last, Anjian her team returned to the territory.

Chapter 111.

Little ghost returns to the territory.

The skeletal soldiers meticulously sorted through all the spoils of war.

Some were dispatched to the store room while others were sent to stockpile essential supplies.

Anjhao entered the hall and casually tossed a backpack filled with various blueprints and energy cores to Fongghao.

He caught in his arms incorporating everything into the lord's book.

In comparison to the jewels scavenged from outside, these blueprints represented a true bounty.

That little spectre is waiting outside.

Shall we let her in? Anjar remarked, casually munching on a piece of fruit as she spoke.

The spirits within the ancient tomb were considered wild troops until they formally joined the territory.

Under Anja's guidance, they could enter the domain.

But to gain access to the lord's mansion, Fongo's consent was necessary.

Otherwise, they would be perceived as hostile and attacked by the territo's forces.

Let her in.

Fungho instructed.

Anjhao approached the door and ushered the spectre inside.

Shortly thereafter, Anja returned accompanied by the ethereal figure of the woman-like ghost.

Upon entering the Lord Hall and seeing Fong House seated upon the skeletal throne, the spectre displayed a look of astonishment.

She struggled to comprehend the transformation just moments ago.

The master was a skeleton, and now he appeared in human form.

Spectre, I shall offer you one more opportunity.

Are you truly willing to join the territory? If so, I can formalize a contract with you.

If not, you may depart freely, Fong Hao proclaimed from his throne, his demeanor solemn.

Without hesitation, the spectre lifted her translucent gown and bowed slightly, replying, "Respected master, I wish to join your territory.

" Throughout their journey, Anja had not curtailed her freedom.

She was allowed to follow behind a group with no one to hinder her should.

Upon reaching Fong Hao<unk>s presence, she had already made her decision.

Very well, Fongghao wasted no words and promptly opened the Lord<unk>'s book, selecting a blank slave contract to sign with the Spectre.

Unlike contracts with living beings, the Spectre did not need to use blood for a fingerprint.

Instead, upon mutual agreement, a gray blue imprint automatically appeared in the designated spot.

The contract was completed.

Spectre, your current loyalty stands at 70 points.

Perhaps due to their shared status as beings of the afterlife, the Spectre's initial loyalty was immediately set at 70 points.

What is your name? Fongo continued to inquire.

As the first female ghost of the territory, it would be remiss to not know how to address her in future encounters.

Master, I have no name.

Please bestow one upon me.

The spectre floated responding of this.

Naming someone was indeed a challenge.

Under the expectant gaze of the spectre, Fongo declared, "Since you are a girl, let us call you little ghost.

I hope you'll be carefree and without worries from now on.

Thank you, master.

I truly like this name.

I shall be called little ghost from now on.

" Little ghost smiled, though the expression on a ghostly visage appeared somewhat eerie.

The loyalty of the spirit Shiaoyu has increased by five points.

bringing her current loyalty to 75.

Fun House smiled slightly, for is indeed true that sweet words can yield remarkable effects.

He promptly proceeded to examine Xiau<unk>s attributes.

Spirit tier three affiliation undead racial traits: undead, ethereal, weakness to light.

Skills: Soul Possession, Dark Void, Unfulfilled Wishes, Innate Ability, Basic Combat, Mastery, Ethereal.

All physical damage is reduced by 25.

Soul possession.

The spirit can possess a target being for an extended duration.

The success rate of possession is determined by various factors such as the targets tier, consciousness, and awareness.

Dark void.

In darkness, the ethereal state is not restricted by terrain.

Unfulfilled wishes.

Assisting the spirit in completing her unfulfilled desires may restore her memories from her past life, allowing her to advance to hero status.

Desire quest.

Collect her 12 relics, the swords of atonement.

Note, they are bound here, neither eating nor sleeping, perpetually reliving the agony of their demise.

Indeed, this spirit is no ordinary undead.

Not only does she possess numerous skills, but she also brings with her a unique narrative by fulfilling her wishes.

There exists a possibility of her evolving into a hero.

Fongo turned to the spirit and inquired, "Shiau, are you familiar with the 12 swords of atonement?" "Shiau," her form wavering, curiously responded, "Are they weapons?" I'm not well-versed in weaponry, perhaps due to my memory loss.

It appears that he must rely on his own efforts to find the 12 swords.

Well then, welcome to our realm.

Take some time to familiarize yourself with the territory.