Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Turning around and walking out of the Tomb laboratory, Fang Zhou raised his head to look at the increasingly dim Blood Moon in the sky.

According to the current research progress, by the time Karsas successfully develops a Battle Array Enchantment that can be used on Silver-level Blood Spirit Undead, the reconnaissance team dispatched by Tidamia should also have discovered traces of the City of Strife.

With the Tombyard Undead Army in its prime under his control, Fang Zhou was quite interested in what kind of so-called Holy presences were hiding inside the City of Strife.

Besides, for the Undead Mage’s true body, who was standing in the very vortex of war, if he could successfully apply the Undead Battle Array in real combat during the ongoing Beastman frenzy, it would surely help him earn even greater military merit and seize more resources.

Lightly stroking the ferocious Blood Moon mask on his face, Fang Zhou’s heart was full of anticipation.

Research really is the primary productive force!

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Northern Wilderness outside the Beast Fighting City, Tiger Suppression Fortress.

The quiet moment during the war did not last long.

A week later, the Beastman forces had already arrived outside Tiger Suppression Fortress.

Tiger Suppression Fortress was built atop a mountain, and as a Mountain City, it held a greater advantage in defense.

Standing atop a high tower, Fang Zhou looked down from above at the enemies at the foot of the mountain.

The number of Beastmen below was around five thousand, and they also had over a thousand auxiliary troops.

These Beastman soldiers had good morale, and their Armor and banners were bright and clear—one glance was enough to tell they were an elite force.

At least six to seven thousand in total, several times the number of the defenders; that was a huge figure, and defending against them would be extremely stressful.

When the numbers go up, the corresponding elite power among the Beastmen certainly won’t be lacking.

Didn’t expect the Beastmen to go hard right from the start. From the looks of it, they won’t stop until they take Tiger Suppression Fortress.

Shen Zhongyun’s expression was ugly; the enemy numbers were simply too large. As the saying goes, once people reach ten thousand, they’re like a boundless sea.

Looking down from the mountain, it was a dense sea of Beastmen setting up camp as far as the eye could see.

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"The Great Chief ordered us to take this fortress within ten days. Do any of you have good suggestions?"

At the foot of the mountain, within the Beastman army, in one of the first great tents erected, a dozen Beastman officers were holding a pre-battle council.

The one speaking was Yale the Centurion, the Commander of this campaign.

Yale the Centurion was likewise one of the Beastmen’s power-holding nobles, powerful in his own right, a Gold-tier Beastman Bloodthirsty Butcher.

Among the nearly five thousand Beastman soldiers he led this time, more than three thousand were his own Tribe’s Private Army.

The rest of the soldiers also came from the tribal private troops of the other Beastman nobles in the tent, joined together to form this five-thousand-strong force.

"According to the intel, this fortress originally had only a few hundred garrison troops.

The city has a Silver Tier Defense Array, which is a difficulty we need to pay attention to.

At the same time, the humans will certainly reinforce the fortress during this period.

So I estimate that there are at least over a thousand people in the fortress now, and among them there must be quite a few Silver-tier Professionals."

An elderly Beastman spoke slowly.

He was Shrek, a Silver Tier Beastman Shaman, whose faith lay in the Beastmen’s Ancestral Spirit Will.

Unlike orthodox Divine Spirits, the Priests of orthodox gods mostly Master Magic that uses light Energy; Healing Magic and Enhancement Magic are what they excel at.

But the Magic mastered by Beastman Shamans of the Ancestral Spirit Will is different.

Most of their Magic focuses on tormenting enemies, and they are also adept at Summoning Negative Energy creatures.

Some extremely evil Beastman Shamans have even had their minds corrupted by the Abyss and gained the ability to Summon Abyssal Demons.

Such as Summoning Sub-Level Demons, calling some Low Tier Demons out of the Abyss.

And Summoning Middle Tier Demons, like some Six-armed Snake Demons, Frenzy Demons, and so on.

Sometimes they can even Summon Abyssal Beastmen from the Abyss.

These Beastmen directly under the Ancestral Spirit Will, under the influence of the Abyss, also possess considerable power.

"We have more people; what’s there to be afraid of!

Even if they have a Silver Tier Defense Array, how long can it hold out in our hands?!"

Another Beastman noble spoke with a feral grin, his tone full of disdain for the Beastman Shamans.

He was Purigo, also a power-holding noble, a Silver Tier Beastman bloodline Warlock.

Professionals of this type were not few among the Beastman Tribes.

The Beastmen practice a system of multiple faiths.

Some Beastmen worship the Beastman Ancestral Spirit Will far away in the Abyss, while others disdain acting as lapdogs of a Divine Spirit.

They walked the path of Ancestral Spirit worship and bloodline blessings.

They venerate the powerful ancestors of their own families, providing those Ancestral Spirits with the Power of Faith, and from these Ancestral Spirits gain Bloodline Blessing Magic, possessing decent casting ability.

Thus Purigo and Shrek looked down on each other equally.

This was a struggle of faith. Fortunately, it hadn’t reached the point of irreconcilable hostility yet, or they wouldn’t even need to fight the humans—the two of them would start fighting each other first.

Purigo was likewise a Caster, capable of using the power of the Ancestral Spirits and blood sacrifices to unleash Magic, his strength quite formidable.

"Purigo, any good suggestions?" Yale neither approved nor disapproved of the disputes between these two nobles under him.

As long as the two didn’t start fighting in front of him, it didn’t matter.

"Let those cannon-fodder materials go up and probe first. Sitting here talking, we’re not going to get any real answers."

Purigo bared his large mouth full of sharp teeth and offered a suggestion.