However, Chun Fong felt no apprehension.

A low-ranking royal was inconsequential, especially with a level six royal lich by his side.

As the other party approached without hesitation, flying towards him, Chinfong displayed a rare playful smile.

It appeared he had been underestimated as the distance between the two individuals diminished.

Jeang Yi finally sensed something a miss.

The figure clad in black beside Chun Fo bore no resemblance to a lord.

Rather, he appeared to be an undead.

What a gest.

How could there be undead in happy state? Jang Yi found it hard to believe that he could be so unfortunate as to encounter undead in every corner.

He halted first, awaiting Chun Fong and the lich to approach, suppressing the subtle unease within him while maintaining an air of composure.

Are you the lord being hunted by that monster? Where is that creature now? Chinfangs voice reached Jeang Yi before he even arrived, prompting him to question Jeang Yi.

Taken aback, Jang Yi realized the other party was aware of his plight.

evidently here to hunt the monster for points.

Are you a dwarven lord? Jean Yui refrained from answering directly, instead countering Chunfangs inquiry.

There had been no encounters with any factions along the way, making it unlikely for news to have spread.

The only possible source of information would be the dwarves of Hassa's city.

His past battles primarily involved fallen angels, and he had encountered few undead, thus he did not recognize the lich, merely surmising its undead characteristics.

However, Jang Yi dismissed this idea internally, for it was this very confidence that allowed him to stand here so assuredly.

It seems you have not grasped the reality.

You are the one fleeing in panic from its pursuit while I have come to slay it.

If you were not privy to some intelligence, do you think you would still be standing here conversing with me? Chunfong disapproved of Jeang Y's demeanor, likening him to a frog in a well, lacking in broader perspective.

Thus, he threatened Jeang Yi without reservation.

Though Jeang Yi remained unfased by the words, he would not comply easily.

Let me see what qualifications you possess to speak so boldly.

Without hesitation, Jeang Yi attacked, his right hand, transforming into a claw.

Earthy energy coalescing in his palm as he directed it towards Chinfong.

Chunfong stood unmoving, offering no resistance.

Rather, it was the lich behind him that stepped forward, extending a skeletal hand from within the black robe, effortlessly absorbing Jeang Ya<unk>'s assault.

Witnessing this unfold, Jang Y's pupils constricted, his heart raced, and shock washed over him as he felt an imminent threat.

Without a moment's thought, he withdrew hastily, relieved that the lich did not pursue.

undead.

Zank Yay claimth now certain that the figure in black was indeed an undead and a formidable one at that.

How could there possibly be undead here? Who on earth are you? Jeangi could no longer maintain his previous calm demeanor.

His first reaction was to surmise that there was indeed an undead lord in Hapne state.

After all, how could one compel a lord from a distant state to submit, especially through mere words? Yet, he was aware of the uniqueness of the undead barracks.

Could it be that the powerful undead lord's barracks were not unique? Jang Yi could never have imagined that someone would voluntarily submit, granting Bayou the ability to traverse vast states.

This is not something you need to know.

You simply need to cooperate with me.

The Lich stepped aside while Chun Fong advanced, fixating his gaze upon Jeang Yi in a dwarven stronghold.

I found myself engaged in battle with three formidable dwarven kings.

However, they proved to be no match for that monstrous foe, providing me with the opportunity to escape until I encountered you here.

The atmosphere was oppressive, and Jeang Yi was compelled to concede.

This undead entity emanated a presence even more formidable than that of the monster.

No wonder it dared to pursue the creature.

Given the circumstances, you shall accompany us on our journey.

A kingly lord holds immense significance, and it is improbable that he would be allowed to depart unharmed.

Jeangi understood this principle all too well and could only inwardly lament his misfortune.

Just as they were preparing to continue towards Hassa City, a small black that appeared in the distant sky, rapidly approaching their location, could be pursuing us.

truly as if the heavens conspired against me.

My misfortunes compounded.

Congi remarked, "I feel the sting of bitterness.

" Meanwhile, Chunfong wore a delighted expression, seemingly pleased that the adversary had come to them unbidden.

Chapter 285.

I truly do not know at this moment was in the city examining the latest products developed by the goblins and alchemists.

It was called the teleportation dark alchemical enchantment technology development stone which by you referred to simply as the teleportation stone.

As its name suggests, it was an item that combined the teleportation abilities of the goblins and its designation as a stone stem from its multifaceted crystallin form.

By merely grasping the teleportation stone and channeling magical energy, one could be instantaneously transported back to the city of the undead.

The craftsmen had erected a structure resembling an altar at their research site.

Its circular surface inscribed with a magical array composed of enigmatic patterns through which Bayou could perceive the shadows of alchemical magic.

Upon infusing it with magical energy, ill will it directly transport us here? Bayou inquired, holding the teleportation stone and looking curiously at a nearby alchemist.

Yes, my queen.

No issues were discovered during the testing phase.

it can be put into use.

However, we are currently unaware of its limitations.

At the very least, it is certain that there are no problems at the royal level, the alchemist replied respectfully.

The range of teleportation depends on a magnitude of the magical energy output.

The farther the distance, the more energy required.

If teleportation cannot be executed, the device will show no response.

The alchemist respectfully informed by you, who seemed genuinely intrigued by this newly developed item.

Well done.

It can be mass-produced.

However, this device is only suitable for self-preservation and not for offense.

We must hasten the development of a teleportation device suitable for combat.

By amused, feeling somewhat pleased.

Indeed, the fusion of these two technologies had yielded something peculiar.

Neither the goblin craftsman nor the alchemist alone could have achieved such a creation.

Yes, my queen, the alchemist replied with respect before withdrawing.

Bayou began perusing their design sketches, most of which pertained to various weapons, which did not particularly captivate her interest.

With some foundational applications of spatial attributes, equipment like the spatial ring in by US possession had already been developed, albeit with less mature technology and limited internal space, but sufficed for her needs.

Bayou's mastery of alchemical magic surpassed that of the black alchemists, occasionally offering guidance to them for those specialized units possessing unique skills.

Gaining experience was not solely achieved through combat.

Black Alchemists acquired knowledge during their research, while the undead miners could also gain experience through resource extraction, though was significantly less than that obtained from slaying foes.

For these useful items and equipment, Bayou instructed the undead to package several and deliver them to the palaces of a few individuals, retaining some for reserves.

However, the drawbacks were evident.

It was likely that the device could not function over long distances, making it somewhat impractical for preservation, especially in dire situations when one might lack the magical energy to utilize it.

Having departed from there, Bayou flew back to the palace.

And before she could even settle into her chair, she received news from Chinfong.

Not only had he slain a monster, but he had also captured a royal level lord.

I merely mentioned that they would not report such trivial matters as slaying a monster to themselves.

Bayou casually accessed the leaderboard.

The good news was that Chun Fong and his companions had earned three points for defeating the creature.

The bad news was that the Alliance of Light had astonishingly claimed the second position while the Justice League with five points.

What manner of alliance was this to rise so swiftly? As Bayou made her way toward the main fortress, she engaged in conversation within the alliance chat.

Bayou Duang the undead scored three points.

Leeling see impressive.

It seems I must strive harder.

Bayou deliberately paused for two seconds, suspecting that Du Yang, likely feeling the pressure, had astonishingly remained silent in the chat.

Meanwhile, far away in podell state, Du Yong stared at the system interface and the point rankings, his countenance darkening with frustration.

Dreadful, I must surpass her.

Beside him, the indifferent coldness paid no heed to Du Yang<unk>s distress.