This was the left arm of a being with the bones preserved remarkably well, exuding a jade-like luster under the glow of the luminous stone.

Intricate patterns could be faintly discerned, etched upon the bones.

Seeing that no danger had emerged, Fongghao flew inside, landing beside the skeletal arm.

Arm of the priest, orange category, alchemical artifact.

Abilities: purification, healing, description, an arm adorned with alchemical runes, retaining some abilities from its former life, perhaps possessing unique utility.

Priest.

Is this a name or a title? Fongo is uncertain.

However, based on the preserved abilities, the owner's identity seems to be linked to the church.

Although the exact function remains unclear, achieving an orange rating signifies it is indeed a remarkable item.

Once returned, he would consult with Neielen to see if it could be affixed to a particular skeleton.

After examining the arm, Fong Hao continued, "He search this area.

Take anything that could be carried away and wrap up this arm to bring back as well.

" Understood, "My lord," Hiji replied affirmatively.

The skeletal warriors began to transport the items, and Fong Hao followed suit, soaring into the air.

Outside the castle, Gray Bear and the others remained on high alert.

They had already heard piercing cries emanating from below.

There was no need for speculation.

It was evident that Fongo had encountered a new monster within.

The sounds of battle suggested that this creature was formidable.

They refrained from entering, fortifying their defenses at the entrance, prepared to confront any adversaries that might emerge.

The footsteps grew increasingly closer, heightening everyone's tension.

Just as Gray Bear was about to command an attack, they spotted a skeletal soldier carrying a treasure chest with a skeletal gray sparrow perched on its shoulder.

Striding confidently out at that moment, the group exhaled in relief.

It seemed the peril lurking below had been vanquished.

Chapter 345.

The demon doll.

My lord.

Everything went rather smoothly.

The gray bear remarked as he approached Fong Ho.

Indeed, we encountered a peculiar creature in the tunnels.

I advise you to keep your distance to avoid any toxic fumes.

Fongo cautioned.

The basement was rather confined during the skirmish.

The fear eater had emitted saliva on more than one occasion which lingered in the air of the basement.

Although the undead were impervious to such effects, it was uncertain whether the gray bear and his companions would remain unaffected.

Once the battle concluded, those who had been poisoned appeared rather foolish.

Upon hearing Fong Ha's warning about the toxins below, the mountain bandits instinctively recoiled several paces.

"All right, let us load what we can and prepare to return," Funhow instructed, not elaborating further.

"Understood.

Before long, everything that could be transported was amassed in the clearing outside the stone fortress.

After a brief sorting, all necessary items were loaded onto the carts, and the group commenced their journey back.

Upon returning to the gray bear's village, Fongghao reflected for a moment before addressing him.

In the coming days, I shall arrange for skeleton soldiers to arrive.

You, in turn, should facilitate the entry of skeletons into the hidden armory.

It appeared that missions targeting the vicinity of Lysa City had become increasingly frequent, relying on bone dragons for troop transport was becoming rather cumbersome.

Fongo intended to establish a contingent of undead forces stationed near the gray bear village during the night, ensuring that the nearby villagers remained undisturbed.

This way, he could personally descend into battle as needed.

Um, my lord, how many troops do you plan to summon? The gray bear inquired further.

At least 100,000, Fong replied.

100,000? The gray bearer exclaimed in astonishment.

Surely Liza City does not possess such a large army.

Do you truly have that many undead? Yes, once arranged in the hidden armory.

And with some caution in our daily affairs, we should be fine.

Oh, understood, the grave bear said, recovering from his surprise and nodding in agreement.

With all instructions conveyed, they secured the spoils onto the back of the bone dragon and began their journey back to their territory.

Funhao dispelled his divine presence and glanced at the time.

It was already 3:00 in the afternoon.

After a light meal, Black Sword returned with his troops.

This time, they had acquired a golden treasure chest, the contents of which were yet to be revealed.

My lord, Black Sword respectfully presented the spoils of their endeavor.

forgotten soul, shadow stone, and priest arm.

Aside from the shadow stone, which he was familiar with, the other two items remained a mystery to him.

Fonhow accepted them and continued.

Please ensure that these iron items are delivered to the blacksmith for smelting.

Certainly, my lord, black sword replied, promptly directing the skeletons to transport the retrieved iron items and damaged equipment to the blacksmith for processing and repairs.

As black sword departed, Fonggha's gaze returned to the golden treasure chest at his feet.

He opened it and discovered acquired design for the robe of faithful devotion.

Green design for the oath binder wristlet blue notes on the demon doll, 17 soul crystals, 23 demon stones, and 202 battle coins.

Gazing at the treasures within the chest, Fonga momentarily found himself lost in thought.

It was the first time he had encountered a chest containing both human soul crystals and demonic stones.

Evidently, there was an intriguing connection between the temple and the demons.

He continued to examine the first blueprint.

Faithful assistance robe, five linen, five threads, three leather.

Description: A specialized garment crafted for the devout assistance of faith.

The assistants were not formal clergy.

Rather, they performed auxiliary roles within the temple.

The last time he visited the temple in Leis city, it was an assistant who first welcomed him.

From an attribute perspective, they bore the characteristics of ordinary villagers.

Only the elderly priest had reached the 10th tier and was likely endowed with some clerical abilities.

He had pledged to donate clothing to the temple, and he wondered if this could serve as a substitute.

If he could craft it directly, it would be far more convenient than relying on the skeletal tailor.

He planned to create one shortly and compare it with the temple's designs.

If they aligned closely enough, he would produce them in bulk.

After all, it was a donation.

There was no need for excess formality.

He then proceeded to examine the second item.

Oathbreaker s wristband.

One leather, one thick tough leather, two linen, five threads, two mithril.

description.

She kneeling upon thorns, fervently praying to the endless abyss.

The she in the description likely referred to a member of the temple's orphanage.

She had betrayed her faith, transforming the orphanage into its current dismal state.

In Fongo s view, blind faith was unwise.

If one were to lose faith, it was unnecessary to provoke anger from the opposing side.

Continuing to the last item, demonic doll notebook.

This was not a blueprint, but rather a somewhat wrinkled notebook.

Demonic doll notebook.

Category.

Special item.

Description: The notebook contains records of the methods for crafting demonic dolls.