At the very least, her mastery of fire magic had become notably more adept.
The weapon she wielded felt increasingly familiar in her hands.
She sensed that the dark forest was surely extraordinary, perhaps concealing some secrets within, but you could only hope that this place would not attract the attention of the local human factions.
It would be prudent to maintain a FA a silence.
According to what Morse had mentioned, the indigenous human factions of the magical continent appeared to be quite substantial, harboring significant hostility towards lords like herself.
This remote local of hers seemed unlikely to draw the interest of powerful factions which would likely congregate in more prosperous areas among the many lords.
Bayou contemplated selling the night s armored set from the holy court as it would merely gather dust otherwise serving no purpose for her.
She decided to bundle the five pieces together for a single transaction, pricing the magical crystals higher than iron ingots, hoping that these lords would opt for iron ingot transactions.
She meticulously annotated the set's effects to ensure that these lords would recognize its value.
She also resolved to sell her food supplies.
Even the tiniest morsel was still nourishment.
A stockpile of a thousand servings would suffice.
Though she could not slay the commander level beasts, she could certainly savor their flesh.
Onward to glory.
The crab yellow fortress master has listed some great items again.
Pure land of bliss, holy court knight.
I've seen one.
They belong to the indigenous human factions.
And even the lowest ranking knight is commander level.
Each exceedingly formidable, harboring considerable enmity towards outsiders like us.
My troop comprises birdmen and I've witnessed them execute a lord from the skies.
Golden kingdom.
Such a powerhouse was defeated by the crab yellow fortress master.
Just how strong is this master? The beacon of lords sipping from a bottle on the streets.
Wo bro, don't scare me.
Today a human clad in platinum armor wanted to collaborate.
Could be a holy court knight.
Lazy king of the supreme.
Just go check the weapons and equipment traded by the crab yellow fortress master and you'll find out.
Runaway princess of the Tang Dynasty.
Woe is me.
This armor set is so powerful.
Are all the indigenous human factions equipment this good? I desire it.
So with the fifth day approaching, time was growing increasingly urgent.
While you could only hope that after tonight s monster hunting, she would attain the commander level and ideally Arthur would achieve the same.
Currently, her undead army numbered over 2,000 with three commander level undead at her command.
Bayou was confident that the beast tide would not conjure any king level monsters, believing that she could handle the beast tide with her present strength.
Wait a moment.
Could the beast tide s intensity change based on the strength of the lords? Upon reflection, it seemed quite plausible.
Those unfortunate lords who summon troops lacking in offensive capabilities would struggle against the beast tide.
Were the lords hailing from islands and deserts surrounded by not but barren land.
It is indeed preferable to be a lord born on an island where hunger can be satiated by simply catching fish without the concern of wild beasts lurking nearby.
Surely no creature from the sea could ascend the shore to assault a castle.
Such a phenomenon would transcend the realm of beasts and enter the domain of the monstrous.
Bayou had remained her chamber, having procured a chair to sit by the window, gazing vacantly at the world outside the castle, occasionally glancing at the global chat, observing the lords engaged in mutual flattery regarding commerce.
There are always those lords with boundless ambition, oblivious to any sense of crisis, treating life as a game.
Uh, it seems that life truly resembles a game at this moment.
Unlike them, Bayou has always been a person with a keen sense of crisis.
One who prefers to prepare for the unexpected and never embarks on ventures without certainty.
As the clock approached midnight, Bayou rose, dawning her slippers and making her way to the barracks.
Once she summoned her troops, her task for the day would be deemed satisfactorily complete, allowing her to rest peacefully.
The necroantic crystal has completed its charging.
Shall we summon immediately? Yes.
Bayou was on the verge of unlocking all advanced troops.
She found it perplexing that the barracks six chance of summoning an advanced unit seemed largely inconsequential.
With only the lich and zombie titan remaining to be unlocked, she sensed that reaching the maximum level in the barracks would likely grant her access to all troop types.
The necroantic crystal emitted a verdant glow that began to fill the entire room, coalescing into 20 figures around her.
Among them, six imposing silhouettes, unmistakably recognized as bone dragons.
What fortune, summoning six at once.
How fortunate.
Bayou felt a surge of joy as she surveyed the other figures.
Six skeletal soldiers for zombies, three death knights, and one gargoyle.
The enormous skeletal wings unfurled, successfully revealing the forms of the four bone dragons, which while not as large as Arthur, bore a striking resemblance to their unenhanced counterpart.
However, as the other two extended their wings, by you discern a discrepancy.
These were not skeletal wings, but rather semi-transparent wings ablaze with ghostly flames.
These were phantom dragons.
The phantom dragons possessed an ethereal form, a translucent light blue hue with blue ghostly flames flickering around them.
Unlike the bone dragons, the phantom dragons were mere remnants of souls.
Yet, these souls were safeguarded by the ghostly fire.
The two types of dragons were of similar size.
One was a white skeletal dragon, while the other was a light blue spectra dragon.
Esteemed queen, we stand ready to heed your command.
Remarkably, the four bone dragons and two phantom dragons spoke in unison, indicating their intelligence.
What splendid news bone dragon growth limit lord level skill dragon breath dragon breath exhale searing flames that obliterate all in its path.
The base attributes of the ordinary bone dragon were already a formidable 15 points.
However, if she was not mistaken, the dragon breath of this common bone dragon should indeed be firebased.
Correct.
Chapter 51.
Rankings Bayou felt a twinge of depreciation.
However, the growth ceiling of an ordinary skeletal dragon is indeed at the monarch level, making it the highest growth potential among Bayou's companions.
Aside from Arthur, one can only hope for special transformations in the future.
It is reasonable to assume that a monarch level skeletal dragon would not retain its dragon language magic from its past life.
But to only possess the ability to breathe fire seems somewhat implausible.
Ghost dragon growth ceiling.
Monarch level skills.
Death ray.
Death mist.
Death ray.
A beam of death emitted from its mouth that withers and saps the vitality and lifespan of any enemy it strikes.
Death mist.
a large triangular cone of mist expelled from its mouth which diminishes the strength and agility of foes that come into contact with it.
One offensive skill and one supportive skill.
The ghost dragon possesses an impressive array of abilities.
Why is there such a vast disparity among dragons? This ghost dragon is evidently excessively powerful and its base attributes surpass those of the skeletal dragon, possibly due to an imbalance in mental and physical attributes.
Now, as the dragon king, Arthur finally has subordinates.
It is hoped they will play a pivotal role in the beast tide that is to come in 3 days.
You all go into the Blackwater altar for enhancement, Bayou instructed, waving his hand as he exited the barracks, followed by 20 undead entering the altar for their enhancements.
Bayou access the information regarding the Blackwater altar.
Skeletal dragon clan bone enhancement significantly increases defense and attack power.
grants immunity to 40 of elemental magic damage and provides six points to all attributes.