However, this was not the crux of the matter.
Bayou had the ability to disassemble them at will and under her summoning magic.
She could amalgamate these 100,000 skeletal soldiers into a singular skeletal monstrosity.
The greater the number fused, the more formidable the summoned entity would be.
With Bayou estimating the upper limit to be a half step toward lordship.
This indeed was the true essence of the bone heap.
Bayou nodded in satisfaction.
Although she had indirectly sacrificed an army of 100,000 skeletons, she had secured a valuable trump card.
The summoning magic appeared to be far from feeble.
Its lethality may not have been overtly pronounced, which led her to previously regard it merely as a supportive mechanism.
The amalgamation of 100,000 skeletons into this bone heap represented by Yu's personal limit, not the ceiling of her summoning magic.
She believed that in the future, she could merge even more, transforming the once disposable troops into entities of genuine utility.
After all, the current battles rarely relied on the ordinary skeletal warriors whose effectiveness had indeed diminished.
Strictly speaking, the bone dragon could also be considered a skeleton, perhaps even a variant of a bone beast.
Bayou discovered a new avenue of thought.
If skeletons could be fused, could bone dragons not follow suit? After all, the two appear to share remarkable similarities.
Throughout the afternoon, Bayou immersed herself in this research, not returning to the palace even once.
This left the trio in the distant palace in a state of bewilderment.
What happened to the leader? Has she lost her mind? Although both the bone dragon and skeletons were composed of skeletal structures and seemed to belong to the same race, their strengths were worlds apart, likely not easily comprehensible.
Chinfong understood that Bayou aimed to create a bone heap akin to the one formed by skeletal soldiers using the bone dragon.
Yet success still eluded her.
Knowledge when confined to the mind is lifeless.
It requires flexible application.
The esteemed leader might simply be momentarily stumped, but he held faith in her eventual success.
Xiao Yian's words prompted an unusual silence from Chinu.
instead of retorting, nodded in agreement.
I understand this, she articulated.
It's akin to a mathematics teacher instructing you on counting from 1 to 100, only for the exam to feature quadratic functions.
How fitting is my analogy? Chunu glanced left and right, seeking affirmation from the two.
Xiaoin remained silent while Chinfong regarded Chinua as if she were a fool.
Hey, what do you mean by that? You dead panin.
Just as Chinua was about to interject further, the trio suddenly observed a wraith gliding toward them.
The arrival of a wraith at the palace signified one possibility, intelligence from the outside world.
Chinua promptly seized her playful banter.
My lords, there is news from the barbarian plains.
The wraith, noting by you's preoccupation, chose to wait in the palace, intending to relay the intelligence to the three present.
The information naturally pertain to the minotaur tribe and the half orc empire.
The ancestors of the tarin are said to be a creature born from the union of a human male and a beast, a phenomenon that occurred merely a century ago.
Naturally, the tarin cannot be accepted by humankind as such an association is considered taboo within human society.
Furthermore, apart from their bipedal gate resembling that of humans, the Taan bear no other similarities to humanity, one could easily believe they were descended from monkeys instead.
Over the course of a hundred years, the Taurin have evolved into the modest tribe we see today.
It is noteworthy that the progenitors of the Taurin were a pair of twins, one male and one female.
Upon hearing this, the three individuals exchanged peculiar glances.
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eliminate them.
So this is how their descendants came to be.
Chunu felt an overwhelming discomfort, wishing to slap the minur immediately.
No wonder they had offspring and formed a tribe.
It all made sense now.
Xiao Yinua was struck with sudden clarity.
Of course, the Minotaurs did not originally appear this way.
The reasons behind their transformation were tacitly understood among the three.
However, if one were to inquire how other beastmen reproduce, the answer would undoubtedly be through the plundering of females from other races.
This was akin to the practices of goblins with each layer of hybridization.
The beastmen became increasingly unrecognizable over time.
Conversely, the truly formidable beastmen placed greater emphasis on their lineage, engaging in a process of natural selection to gradually enhance their bloodline over time.
The notion that hybrid beastmen would prioritize their bloodline seemed almost laughable.
Eventually, all beastmen united to establish an empire, slowly becoming an entity that even the moderately powerful forces dared not confront.
This encapsulates the brief history of the Beastman Empire.
As for its location, the Spectre had yet to discern it, but it was certain that it lay far from the barbaric grasslands.
The Minotaur tribe could only be deemed a peripheral race of the Beastman Empire.
Now that the Empire had grown powerful, it no longer indiscriminately accepted any lowly creatures.
The three regarded this as merely a tale.
Beastmen, despite their repulsiveness, were rather intriguing.
It was astonishing that a group of hybrids could evolve to such an extent.
Therefore, to summarize, it was entirely acceptable for us to eliminate the Minotaur tribe.
The Beastman Empire would not come knocking at our door.
Chon Shuer rarely grasped the crux of the matter, hitting the nail on the head.
With that, she pulled Shinfong outward.
"What are we doing? Eliminating them.
The sky is darkening.
" Chun Phone remarked, observing the increasingly dimming sky.
"Isn't that perfect? Double experience.
We can summon the undead, who are now of royal caliber.
Quite reasonable.
" The undead appeared silently beside the two, and together Chunfong and Chonu entered the main fortress, departing from the city of the undead.
Only Xiao Yianua remained at the palace entrance, gazing distantly at Bayou.
What about the two of them? Bayou<unk>s figures suddenly materialized beside Xiao, they have gone to eliminate the Minotaur tribe with the undead.
Xiao and Shuer recounted the intelligence from the barbaric grasslands, which by you received with indifference.
Since there was no beastman Empire backing them, they were merely a minor nuisance.
Currently, forces below the royal rank did not necessitate BYU's direct intervention.
The undead alone could handle the task.
However, Bayou could not solely rely on the undead.
Due to the unique circumstances of the undead's leveling, their ranks could continuously match by use without concern for experience points.
If every race deployed the undead, then by use other subordinates would no longer need to level up.
Consequently, the undead could only serve as a form of insurance, while the bulk of experience points must be allocated to other undead.
Let us disregard them for now and proceed to dine.
Bayou turned and walked into the hall, instructing the dark elves to commence preparations for dinner.
Even throughout the meal, she remained engrossed in contemplating how to enhance her undead during peace time.
Yet this evidently posed a formidable challenge, one that could not be resolved in a fleeting moment.
She finally comprehended why researchers often had such sparse hair.
Alas, how vexing.
Her head felt heavy with frustration.
Bayou decided to abandon her thoughts.
Realizing that focusing on the bone dragon was a misstep, a more gradual approach was warranted.
Beginning with simpler tasks, she shed her clothes, slipped beneath the covers, and with a swift tug, enveloped her head in the blanket, surrendering to slumber.
A night devoid of conversation ensued.
Upon awakening the next morning, Bayou's eyes fluttered open to the systems notification.
Congratulations, Lord, on successfully conquering the Tyrant tribe, thereby acquiring an auxiliary barracks.
Tears of the race.