At the very least, it seemed significantly superior to the malevolent set and the great bone mace.

Both were of commander level.

Yet, the disparity was striking.

Approaching Moore's lifeless body by you initiated the decomposition process.

Congratulations.

The Lord has obtained five pieces of commander level equipment.

No experience points, no drops.

What an absurdity.

Do the humans of the magical continent not possess any game attributes conferred by the system? This was utterly a fruitless decomposition by you could have easily stripped the equipment from wars himself.

The set was evidently remarkable.

Let us examine its effects.

Equipment name Holy Core apprentice knight set 55.

Equipment level commander level set effect significantly enhances the wearer's defense.

Grants immunity to 40 of elemental magic damage, 20 strength.

Five agility, five endurance.

Note, increases received mental damage by 10.

Is there truly such a vast difference between a five piece set and a three-piece set? This is the epitome of a heavy armored warrior.

Resilient and damaging.

Bayou deposited the set into the castle's warehouse, intending to deal with it upon returning to the castle.

He then turned his attention to the large cat he had initially slain.

Engrossed in Moors, he had nearly forgotten it.

Yet, it too possessed commander level prowess.

To his astonishment, a simple outing had yielded him a fortunate bounty of two formidable commander-level entities.

The battle prowess of this black cat should not be underestimated.

Should he transform it into a skeletal beast or a mere undead? After contemplation by you resolve to convert it into an ordinary undead.

The attributes of skeletal beasts are akin to those of skeletons and being of commander level they do not exhibit any distinctive transformations merely retaining certain traits from their former lives.

Now that Bayou had observed that undead who ascend to commander level exhibit unique transformations.

How could he squander this opportunity to satiate his curiosity? With a flicker of his left eye, a gray array materialized above the black cat's corpse, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Subsequently, a skeletal arm emerged, larger than a cat's head.

It is worth noting that although Bayou referred to it as a black cat, its size was comparable to that of a tiger.

Then, a colossal skeleton approximately 8 m tall clawed its way out of the array, its body gleaming white as it wielded a massive bone mace.

A skeletal giant, 8 meters tall, nearly the height of a three-story building.

Commander level, such a substantial figure, and still animated, one cannot help but feel a sense of trepidation.

Skeletal mage with 50 points of strength.

This is already quite formidable for a typical commander level entity.

Do not be misled by Arthur, who possessed similar strength at levels five or six.

Arthur was an existence of upper divine realms, distinctly different from these commander level beings.

However, its agility seemed somewhat lacking.

And why does this commander level skeletal mage lack skills? Is my skeletal lineage deemed unworthy? Let us return to the castle for enhancement.

Bayou waved his hand at the skeletal mage who began to retreat step by step, each movement sending subtle tremors through the ground.

Wait a moment.

With such a large frame, do not damage my castle.

Au shouted at the skeletal mage.

Decompose.

Congratulations, Lord.

You have acquired 100 portions of elite food, 10 magic crystals, and two spirit cores.

The yield consisted of elite food, which was quite satisfactory.

Sitting aside, Bayou began to reflect on his recent battle with Morse.

Although he benefited from equipment enhancements, his close combat abilities were woefully inadequate, relying solely on brute force rather than skill.

In essence, he lacked finesse, his strength overwhelming yet devoid of technique.

Furthermore, his mastery of fire magic remained incomplete with ample room for improvement.

It was prudent to continue practicing fire magic as range combat offered significantly greater safety compared to melee encounters.

Bayou sheathed his scythe and resumed conjuring spells until his magical energy was entirely expended.

He then drew forth the scythe once more, utilizing its double enhancement to regain magical energy for continued practice.

After depleting his magic again, Bayou picked up the scythe to familiarize himself with the weapon.

It was imperative to adapt rather than rely solely on sheer force, lest he become a source of ridicule.

As the leader of the undead, he could not afford to be inept.

As the saying goes, one may take it easy, but one must not become truly incompetent.

By you practiced diligently until dusk, alternating between magic and sythe training as his energy replenished.

By this time, he was drenched in sweat, his shirt thoroughly soaked.

With nightfall approaching, Bayou finally decided to return to the castle.

The evening promised double experience points enhanced further by the throne of bones yielding triple the benefits.

The one five times experience of the day was a temporary sacrifice.

The evening's triple experience was non-negotiable.

As Bayu walked back to the castle, darkness enveloped the surroundings.

Upon his return, he beheld a multitude of animal carcasses submerged in the Blackwater altar.

Trophies from the afternoon's hunts by his undead minions.

A pile of wood and stone lay at the entrance.

Recover.

The accumulated wood and stone vanished in an instant, neatly relocated to the warehouse.

Decompose.

Another 800 portions of food and 30 magic crystals were added to his reserves.

A testament to the boundless labor force at his disposal.

60 corpses signified the addition of 60 new members to Bayu's undead army.

You have new unread messages.

Huh.

I can guess it's a message from Xiao s orphan.

I neglected her all afternoon.

I wonder how her processing is going.

Xiao s orphan boss.

Today I processed 2,500 iron ingots and have sent them to you.

The message had been sent half an hour prior during which Bayou was on his way back.

Oblivious to the information, a glance into the warehouse confirmed the arrival of 2,500 iron ingots.

Bayou promptly sent 500 portions of food back to Ja s orphan, ensuring the boss's needs were sufficiently met.

Ultimately, keeping the food was of little use.

The amount of wood and stone traded was insignificant compared to what his undead minions could gather with ease, making the effort hardly worthwhile.

The exchange, thank you for your generosity, the orphan of Xiao.

I appreciate it.

You are truly magnanimous.

Your replies are indeed instantaneous.

even faster than my online romantic interest.

Bayou chose to disregard further conversation and entered her bedroom to prepare for a bath.

Feeling excessively sweaty and sticky.

She carelessly discarded her clothing at the bathroom door and stepped in for a refreshing shower.

I adore bathing.

It leaves my skin feeling splendid.

Chapter 50.

New troops.

Having finished her bath, Bayou emerged from the bathroom, casually draping a towel around herself.

One could not say that the afternoon's practice had yielded no progress.