Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton
Chapter 1404 - Chapter 1404 Chapter 965 Summoning Durken

Chapter 1404: Chapter 965: Summoning Durken Chapter 1404: Chapter 965: Summoning Durken Bibes was even worse off than Huo Man; his heart nearly stopped beating because he clearly understood what the scene before his eyes meant.

From Huo Man’s perspective, what he saw was the Monarch dueling two Mourning Undead Soldiers and killing one of them, unaware that one had previously left alone.

How could anyone duel two Mourning Undead Soldiers by themselves? Even killing one is difficult, as these are beings comparable to Gods in high-end combat strength, nearly invincible in close combat.

While there are some Ultra God Sword Saints who could restrain a Mourning Undead Soldier, defeating them is difficult because they possess Undead souls that are enduring and sturdy, making them impossible to outlast.

It’s difficult enough to defeat one on one, not to mention one against two. Thus, under the protection of two Mourning Undead Soldiers, they boldly entered the territory of the Friel Empire, daring to camp in the unfamiliar Plane.

Yet, the Mourning Undead Soldiers, invincible in Huo Man’s eyes, were now uncertainly clutched in the enemy’s hands. One of them had completely collapsed, with the Monarch stuffing a heart into it, but after a few attempts, he called out, “Can’t put it back, come help.”

It was more terrifying to encounter an enemy with allies, and a mix of different creatures surged forward, the most conspicuous being three White Dragons, two large and one small.

Ogli was at least strong enough to withstand a beating from the Monarch, a level of strength far beyond what Huo Man, a noble Mage who relied on equipment, could compare to. But what shook Huo Man was that these two White Dragons were actually pulling the cart.

Upon reaching the Airship, the two White Dragons conscientiously slipped their cables onto the front of the Airship, grasped it with their hind limbs, ready to pull away; the familiarity of their movements made Huo Man realize they were accustomed to pulling carts.

However, these cart-pulling White Dragons used spiritual power to handle the ropes. Under their gaze, the ropes moved on their own, tied to the front of the Airship, and even tied a knot, and these White Dragons were just used for pulling?

Then a Juvenile Bronze Dragon, a planted construct, and a Goblin landed on the Airship. As the Monarch shouted, everyone’s eyes instinctively turned towards Ange.

Huo Man, experienced in administrative systems, immediately realized that this planted construct was the leader of the newcomers, the one dueling two Mourning constructs yelling for his help.

An enemy who could duel two Mourning Undead Soldiers was already terrifying, and this terrifying enemy was calling for help?

Ange approached the Monarch’s side, looking at the heart he held. Negris also leaned in, took a look, and exclaimed, “Huh? Living Alchemy? No, Death Alchemy? Isn’t this the same concept as what you used on the silver coin with the Life Box?”

“Me?” Silver Coin was surprised, questioning how he got involved? Just as he leaned in, he was disturbed by Bess’s shrieks and couldn’t calm down. He simply walked over and handed her a silver coin: “Silence.”

Bess was terrified, unable to think, her scream was just an instinctive reaction. She instinctively took the silver coin handed to her.

Silver Coin smiled and nodded, then moved closer to Ange.

Bess was dazed for a moment, looked at Silver Coin, looked at the silver coin in her hand, and then at the Mourning Undead Soldier in the Monarch’s hand, threw away the silver coin, and continued to scream.

But a strange thing happened; no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make a sound–it was like she was just opening her mouth without any sound coming out, as if she was performing a mime.

With no sound to distract them, everyone ignored her and gathered to study the heart of the Mourning Undead Soldier.

“Combining alchemy with flesh, belonging to a kind of Living Alchemy, like Leite’s arm, an alchemical prosthesis is one form. As for the Death Alchemy, the Life Box is a typical case.”

“But combining it with a heart is rare, similar to the approach now used with Silver Coin’s current body, but Silver Coin’s is for disguising, what is his purpose?” Negris asked, puzzled.

Ange squinted and examined, saying: “Mourning.”

“For Mourning?” Negris asked confusedly.

Ange nodded, prying open the wound of the Mourning Undead Soldiers, revealing the purple-gold skeletons inside: “They don’t have Mourning Necromancer.”

Negris realized: “You mean they couldn’t create a Mourning Undead Witch, so they made Mourning Skeletons instead? But was that necessary? Why not just make Mourning Skeletons directly; why go through the trouble of turning them into necromancers? Was it necessary to complicate it so?”

In the Master Plane, there were three Mourning Skeletons, namely Harvey, Feiti, and Locke. In the Star Burst Plane, there were Locke and Giant Hand Baru, all skeletons, and not a single Mourning Level Necromancer.

With the aid of the Light of Creation, Little Zombie evolved into a Mourning Necromancer; as far as Ange knew, there was only one Mourning Level Necromancer in all of the Void.

These Mourning Undead Soldiers were clearly not necromancers but merely Mourning Skeletons with flesh draped over them. However, their souls were in their hearts, just like necromancers, yet their hearts also contained Alchemical Items; they were not simply hearts and were very complex.

Ange could only understand this much; as to whether it was necessary, he guessed it probably had something to do with consciousness, but what exactly, he couldn’t tell.

“Too bad, Durken isn’t here, he would understand; this world’s Alchemy is too advanced, he would definitely like it. Is there a way to summon Durken here?” Negris asked regretfully.

It was just a casual question, but Ange actually nodded, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood: “Really? Why didn’t you do it sooner? Who else can be summoned? Can Anthony come over?”

When Anthony was mentioned, even silver coin’s eyes lit up, his face full of anticipation.

Ange shook his head.

“Can’t he? What a pity, with him here, I wouldn’t need to rack my brain like this, now hammering east and west without knowing what to do.” Negris complained.

Silver coin nodded in agreement, as probably the only one who best understood what to do here was Ange; planting seeds was his goal.

Next came the Monarch and silver coin; the Monarch needed to restore his strength, silver coin wanted to earn money, but how to restore strength more quickly, and how to spend the earned money necessitated Anthony’s planning to maximize efficiency.

After expressing regret a few times, Negris said: “Alright, let’s first summon Durken, then, Mourning Undead Soldiers, Durken would definitely be interested in them.”

Ange nodded, looking at the heart and reaching out to the Monarch.

“Do you need this?” The Monarch handed the heart to Ange.

Negris skeptically asked: “You’re not telling me that seeing this heart suddenly reminded you of a way to summon Durken, are you?”

Ange nodded, casually extracting the soul from within the heart, handing it back to the Monarch, and then carefully peeling the outer layer of the heart, revealing an Alchemical Item inside.

“Just as I thought, a Life Box.” Negris muttered to himself since the heart had a soul inside it, he couldn’t penetrate with his thought to see what was inside.

Ange freshly condensed a ball of Soul Fire, then infused it with various information, stuffed it into the Life Box, and then placed the Life Box and heart back inside the body, reconnected various metal wires, applied the Face Purification Technique, and the damaged heart quickly healed.

Negris slapped his thigh: “I got it, I know how you summoned Durken, Kvada, they wouldn’t also be using this method to transfer consciousness into Mourning Undead Soldiers, would they?”