Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter. 18

Radina's Cemetery

It's been three hours since I entered the dungeon.

The exit has not been found yet, but Irina is surprisingly calm. He said he had to find a way out quickly, so he didn't panic or show restlessness. He just looks as gravely as if he's plundered everything.

The reason was simple.

It didn't feel like a crisis.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

I heard a lot of footsteps behind my back. The golden stare that flashed into his eyes was a faint light. It was hundreds of pairs.

392.

This is the undead's number under control. Zombies, skeletons, ghouls, skull wolves, sub ghosts. There were many different kinds.

It was worth it. From the moment I entered the dungeon, I have hijacked every undead I've encountered. I didn't know it when I took the metallurgy, but the number suddenly appeared.

The more I did, the deeper Ferda's troubles got.

‘· · · · · · · · · · What should I do after processing? ’

If you take this much undead outside the dungeon, you will be sure to stand out. It's only a matter of time before the Holy Nation finds out.

‘Before I leave the dungeon, I have to take care of everything. ’

It takes too much time.

I was wondering if there was any other way, and suddenly I stopped walking.

"What's going on?"

Irina, who was following me, asked curiously.

Immediately, I heard a rattling sound. The sound of bones colliding. A skeleton. Ferda naturally steps aside as she walks out of the crooked ear.

"Phew, how much longer are you planning on coming out?"

Tired of sighing.

Now I put my hand into the air without looking properly. Unlike when you first hijacked the Skeleton Warrior, your hands were much simpler and your street problems were somewhat resolved.

[Reminder]

* A silvan arcade hijacked the sphere of skeleton (12).

40 steps as an adult.

It is now possible to pillage at this distance. Speed also naturally sped up. First five minutes, now less than a minute.

Ferda smiles satisfied at his disciple's phenomenal growth rate. The reality, on the other hand, is a small murmur with a dull face.

"· · · · · · You came in for no reason."

You'll be bored. It may seem hard for others to see, but the truth is, I've only done the same thing for three hours.

As the twelve new species join the pack, the group steps back. Then Ferda notices a skill spear. Extra skill from the Yggdrasil system, [Equivalent Exchange].

The ability to convert monsters killed by Ferda into items that match the corpse's value, as long as the interference rate reaches 100 percent. It was a good skill, but there was one problem.

How do you explain this? ’

Monster's corpse flashes and becomes an item. Everyone was able to open their eyes and ask what it was.

That's why I've been thinking about it ever since I entered the dungeon. But he soon realized. I didn't need to worry.

Because for three hours, the battle never happened.

‘In the future, everything will be undead only. ’

I hope nothing happens to him. Ferda desperately wished.

Ujik

At that moment, Sior, the high spirit of the wind, appeared from the air. As he looks at the falcon, he spreads his wings and soon sits on Irona's shoulder.

[I can feel the wind coming from up ahead.]

"The wind?"

Irina tilts her head.

The wind blows in a barren dungeon? As she gives a curious look, she mutters, just in case.

"Is there an exit?"

"Exit?!"

I opened my eyes wide.

It must have been tiring to see a face that looks strangely happy.

"Let's go!"

The group rushes toward the wind.

After a while, a strange landscape unfolded before my eyes.

"Here · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Sky filled with ash smoke. After that, I saw the weeds that were all dried up. There's a fog underneath your feet and a pile of broken rocks.

The view is a little bit of a bitch.

Ferda has identified this place at once.

‘Cemetery.’

What I thought was a piece of rock was a broken piece of stone. In the cloudy fog, I felt a negative dimension of Mana, and I could see the bones with rotten flesh sticking in the distance and between the weeds.

Ugh!

Then I heard a strange sound and turned my gaze. You see some skeletons rising from the ground. As if it had just been born, there was a sheer spectacular burst of light.

"I'll do it."

I reached out my hand.

The time it took for the blue eye light to soak in gold was only 30 seconds. The reality of robbing a horde of skeletons is swirling around.

"Where is the exit?"

He really wants to get out of here fast. Ferda shrugs her grumbling shoulders and takes a step further. The cemetery was vast enough to be described as vast.

As I was walking for a long time, I suddenly remembered the system message.

[Reminder]: Analysis rate has reached a certain number.

* Current analysis rate: [35/100]

* Analysis: [Dungeon Name: Radina Cemetery]

It wasn't a dungeon on Earth.

Soon, I looked around again. Then my vision was fixed. The resemblance to his eyes was then a solo seal that rises about fifty feet away.

Alone on the flat ground, it was remarkable. Shortly after, the seal began to shake violently as if it were an earthquake.

Another undead? ’

Now I naturally step aside. The truth will figure it out. When I thought about it, four iron tacks suddenly came out of nowhere.

Along with him, the red-brown soil that covered the seal sprayed everywhere. You fly to where the group is, but nothing touches you.

Ferda and Irina got rid of everything in advance.

Quack, quack, quack!

With a loud noise, the breach collapses. Subsequently, something with a huge body rises up.

First of all, he was very big. At first glance, it looks like a two-story building is moving. He had six eyes on his head and four arms on his huge torso.

Suddenly, the creature makes a threatening cry.

"Grumgh!"

Do you think that's gonna happen if I scratch the iron plate with my knife?

Silvana and Irina curl their faces and block their ears. After the roar, the creature immediately raises a huge body. Then it revealed the identity of the iron rod he was holding.

"· · · · · · · Nets?"

Like Irina said, a tight net hangs in its grip. Maybe if you spread all those tacks, it'll be a big net.

Soon after, the monster begins to approach. After seeing this, Irona, like Ferda, moved aside.

"In fact, I'll ask you."

They'll use the loot to steal it again anyway. Irina clapped her back as if encouraging. Then, I looked up at Irina as if she was saying something.

"That's not the Undead."

"Excuse me?"

"Magic is mixed up. I don't think I can take that."

A silk thread that shakes its head.

Irina looks dazed. Then the monster opens its arms in all directions.

Glug-ug-ug!

A net spread wide open. As the creature swings his arm, the net flies like a swoop of three. But it was empty. Just after the net opened, Ferda took her headband and left.

Either this or my body was able to pull out.

Bang, bang!

The net is in the ground. Within the net, which swallowed a huge area, only the undead flock mourn. Some undead try to escape the net, but the net doesn't budge on what it's made of.

Looking at this, Ferda narrows her eyes.

‘Usually when nets are used as weapons · · · · · · · · ·. ’

The user aims to block the target's movements. A common way to attack an opponent with a sword or a spear once it's caught in a net. But the only thing holding the beast was the net. I see no other weapons.

"What are you going to do if you just grab it?"

Yiro asked as if he thought the same.

At that time, Irina's ears were twitching. They looked up at the sky without anyone having to look first. Ferdardo stares at the gray sky. I can see something flying in from afar.

"That's · · · · · · · · · · ·."

It's not a bird, and it's not a bug. It was something elongated. Soon after, Ferda realized what it was.

"· · · · · ·!"

"Salaman! Raise the firewall!"

Irina shouts in a hurry. Immediately, a red flame blazed over the three heads. Subsequently, a heavy load began to pour down from the sky.

Pabababak!

One by one it was a rainstorm of arrows.

The rains of arrows poured down precisely over the net, and the dozens of undead trapped inside turned into hedgehogs without even the slightest resistance. It was a good thing I just fell into an arrow. Some of the zombies have been torn apart.

Peek-a-boo!

The undead hit by the arrows fall down like a loose doll. This is due to damage to the body and the leakage of all of the negative dimensions of Mana. As soon as the undead appears to be a mere corpse, Irina turns her head.

However, the cloudy dirt floats, making it difficult to know the identity or number of the enemy. She cries nervously with a crooked face.

"Sihor. Blow it all up!"

[Got it!]

Siorga swells. The wings quickly became massive. After a while, the wings start flapping, and a strong wind blows in.

Whoo-hoo!

The direction the arrow flew in. When the dust settles, the enemy's identity reaches into view. It was a hundred spheres of skeleton architecture.

"Good thing I'm undead this time."

Irina sighs of relief. As long as it's true, the Undead are no longer afraid. But there was a problem.

"What do I do? I don't think I can rob this street."

I blurred my words with an embarrassing face.

The minimum effective distance required for extortion is forty steps. However, the distance to Skeleton Archer was much more than a hundred bouquets.

Skeleton Archers spread out in the streets because they realized they had been spotted.

‘It's not impossible at all. ’

Ferda shines an eye.

You'll be able to rob all your enemies if you get close to them in handcuffs. Undead below world-class cannot prejudice reality. But I had a better idea.

"It's okay."

Ferda claps her shoulder in relief.

Then I pointed to the many undead hordes.

"You can tell them to smash it."

We have to do everything before we leave the dungeon anyway. Then it would be beneficial to use it like this. You nod gladly, noticing Ferda's intentions.

[Irina! More arrows!]

You hear Sior's warning overhead. In the distance, you see skeleton archers hanging arrows in the bow. At the same time, he ordered hundreds of spheres of undead.

"Attack!"

Short and simple commands.

A golden glow flashed through me. The undead force plunges to the ground in unison, fearful of the Lord's command.

Two or two!

Rough vibration that strikes the cemetery. The beast with the net roars. He reopened his four arms. It would have been a trick to spread the net again. But the monster could not accomplish its purpose.

Zombies and ghouls cling to monsters like ants. They begin to chew the creature as bitterly as a snarled Angler.

Quack, quack, quack! Tsk, tsk!

It only took a minute for the giant monster to collapse.

With over a thousand pieces of flesh behind him, the march begins again.

Pababababat

Around that time, it rained arrows again. The undead fall to their arrowheads, but the high-ranking undead advance against them with arrows or shields.

The forces of the realm are soon approaching enemy lines. The Skeleton Warriors who arrived first blocked the retreat. Then, three or four Skeleton Warriors latched onto one archer and swung the axe.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

A ruthless assault continues. They dust each piece of Archer's bone, then turn to find their next kill.

At first glance, it looks like a turbulent battle, but in reality, the military prevails. I had to. The numbers alone make more than three times the difference. Watching them dominate the battlefield, the spirits were amazed.

[It doesn't look like we have a chance.]

[I know. Wow, that's amazing.]

Yiro nodded as if he agrees.

Seeing the hundreds of them, the magnification was truly great. But the surprise isn't over yet.

The starry realm reaches out. Where his hands are headed, the undead have become incapacitated. Immediately, the dark dimensional magic that flowed from him took hold of their bodies.

"Stand up and fight again."

With a bold word, the undead shudder. After a while, they slowly got up. Most undead walk again, except for a few of them whose bodies have turned to dust at all.

This is ridiculous.]

[Am I looking right at you? Bring it back?]

The spirits sigh in horror. So was Lee. I didn't think she'd be surprised anymore. She stares at the undead, shifting her gaze.

The Undead's main power source is the power of sound dimensions.

When the body breaks, the power of the negative dimension is quickly dissipated. And when all the magic in the body disappears, the undead become incapacitated.

In this case, it was impossible to bring back the fallen undead. Even if you put negative dimensional magic into a broken body, it just spills out again. You can think of it as pouring water into the venom below.

So other commanders used to bundle together the disabled undead into scrap golems, or use them as materials to create other undead.

But the reality was different. He submerges the water in a bottomless poison. That too, very quickly and simply. I'm not even going to guess what the hell I did. Of course I'm terrified.

Did he see the look in Irona's eyes?

He tilted his head and asked again.