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Chapter 63 Skeleton vs. Monster Silver Bone Python Appears

The valley where the Dark Scale Tribe is located, northeast.

Looking down from the sky, a long black line is constantly moving across the ground.

When they got closer, they found out that they were soldiers from the Dark Scale Tribe.

Dozens of swamp troll warriors, each nearly four meters tall, walked in the front. The branches that blocked the road were swept away, and the bushes that were in the way were trampled flat, and a wide path was opened up in the wild forest.

Behind the swamp troll warriors was an army of thousands of goblins and kobolds with wooden clubs.

The so-called wooden stick army means that the only weapon they have is a wooden stick.

It’s not that the Dark Scale Tribe hasn’t mined iron ore. In fact, a semi-open-air iron mine was discovered by some gnolls several years ago.

The Dark Scale Tribe then formed a group of thousands of Gnoll miners to mine iron ore day and night.

But iron smelting is also a troublesome thing. It does not mean that you can have a large amount of steel just by having iron ore. It also requires multiple processes to make steel.

Due to the limitations of infrastructure and skills, the Dark Scale Tribe is unable to provide iron weapons and armor for all warriors. They can only equip a small part of them, and the rest are either leather armor tanned from monsters and beast fur, or nothing at all.

The weapons used by the most elite warriors are forged from magic steel, and they are third-grade magic steel.

The source of this third-level magic steel, including the magic stone material, was provided by Leon, which was one of the many rewards given to it by the academy.

That box of one hundred level three magic stones seemed like a lot, but the magic steel that Eddie eventually refined into it could only be made into hundreds of magic steel weapons - the kind used by monsters of ordinary size.

If the weapons used by giants like trolls, which are often three or four meters tall, were made of magic steel, it would be estimated that only a few would be able to be made.

In the past, goblins and kobolds mostly used short spears and long spears as weapons, but this time they were not facing living creatures, but skeletons.

For skeletons, blunt force damage can be maximized, after all, they can't bleed.

Don't underestimate their wooden sticks. Although they look light, they are made of ironwood and have a certain hardness. One hit from the stick is enough to smash the bones of those low-ranking skeleton undead.

Behind them was an army of gnolls wearing leather armor. In order to specifically deal with the skeleton undead, their original weapons were temporarily replaced with thick iron and wooden sticks. The leather armor on their bodies looked weak, but the attacks of low-level skeletons could not break through the leather armor defense.

At the end of the army, there were only a few dozen warriors, mainly gray-scale dragonmen and gnolls, as well as bear monsters, trolls, and snakemen.

They wore a layer of leather armor inside and a set of iron armor outside, and the weapons in their hands were also made of magic steel.

The ranks are all at level three and above.

Some of these elite warriors were followers who had been summoned previously, some were those who had joined them from the wild, and some were monster students brought from the Emerald Academy.

Several family leaders gathered together and discussed something.

"Commander Hogg, do we need to hide in the dark? If we stay in the light, the hidden spellcaster may launch a surprise attack on us..."

A third-level male vampire, a monster student from the Emerald Academy and a follower of the black dragon 'Aldor', said this with some concern.

Hogg glanced at the vampire with a calm expression, "Our goal is to make that guy take action. If we hide in the dark, he may not be willing to show up."

Without this group of elites, just some ordinary warriors and ogres and goblins would probably not be able to cause great damage to the skeleton army.

Among the skeleton undead, there are not only those low-level skeleton monsters that are not ranked, there are first-level, second-level, and even third-level ones.

It's just that the number is relatively small.

"And you have to understand that the other party is a spellcaster. Our so-called hiding in the dark may be seen by the other party. If there is no army around to interfere, it will be easier for the other party to launch a sneak attack on us."

The vampire thought about it for a moment and found that this was true.

However, he still had some worries in his heart - mainly the fear of death. As a vampire, it would be fine if he was dealing with creatures with flesh and blood, but what about skeletons and undead?
Its most relied upon spell-like ability is blood magic
As the name suggests, blood is extracted and then condensed into a 'weapon' for attack.

It can be the enemy's or your own. But now it seems that vampires can only use their own.

Oh my God!

The vampire 'Witt' felt disgusted and had a headache when he thought about using his precious blood to deal with a group of skeletons who did not know pain.

The army is marching.

Hiding in the forest, the manipulator behind the skeleton undead, the skeleton spellcaster 'Mare', also noticed the movement outside.

The illusory Mage's Eye was generated, rising to a height of thousands of meters, and then flew out of the mountains and forests.

The figures of trolls, goblins, kobolds, dragonmen, gnolls, etc. appeared in Mare's eyes one by one.

"What are you doing? Are you going to wipe out my skeleton army?" After watching this scene, Mare's soul fire leaped in his eyes.

It just finds it funny.

Mare noticed the group of elite warriors behind the monster army, especially the fourth-level werewolf with whom he had fought several times.

"Could it be that this gnoll is the strongest follower of the evil dragon?" Mare pondered.

It was fine that he had led the soldiers to kill its skeleton undead on a small scale several times before, but this time there was obviously a huge noise and a huge army of monsters, and it seemed that it was led by this black-haired werewolf?

Mare, who was cautious by nature, felt that something was wrong. He wondered if the opponent's strong men might be hiding in this army of monsters. He began to observe the army carefully with his magic eye.

It is certainly impossible to determine the rank and strength of these monsters through the Mage's Eyes, but some clues can be obtained by looking at the equipment they wear and the aura they reveal.

From this observation, Mare did not see any powerful people who were suspected to be hiding in other parts of the army.

The most eye-catching thing was the black-haired werewolf and the dozens of stern and cold-blooded warriors gathered around it.

On the contrary, they look the strongest, both in terms of equipment and momentum. If there really is a being stronger than the black-haired werewolf hiding, they are most likely among them.

".Maybe he is not in the main army, but lying in ambush nearby?" Mare suddenly thought.

Without hesitation, Mare in the cave released two Mage's Eyes again, flying towards the jungles on the left and right sides of the army.

What it didn't know was that an almost completely transparent Mage's Eye hidden in the jungle quietly noticed the Mage's Eye it released.

Ten kilometers away from here, at the bottom of the river, a pitch-black giant beast suddenly opened its pale yellow vertical pupils and bared its ferocious dragon teeth.
"It seems that my Mage's Eye has been trained more thoroughly."

At this moment, Leon was quite glad that he had practiced the first-level spell "Mage's Eye" to the maximum level.

Otherwise, it might be impossible to observe the trajectory of the illusory wizard's eye flying out of the jungle.

"He's obviously at least a fourth-level spellcaster, but he hasn't even mastered a first-level spell. How lazy he is." Leon muttered.

With the attainments of a fourth-level spellcaster, it is not difficult to practice and study a first-level spell. It just takes some time.

Leon himself was actually in a misunderstanding.

It thought it was normal for it to practice magic and improve its spells from level 1 to level 10.

But other spellcasters can't do this.

A normal spellcaster, when practicing a spell, first learns it, then becomes more and more proficient at the spell through practice and study, thereby increasing the speed of casting.

If you want to increase the power and effect of a spell, you can only output more magic power to force it to increase.

To put it more clearly, Leon's practice of magic is an optimization and improvement of the spell structure.

Other spellcasters, or normal spellcasters, only improve their spell proficiency to cast spells faster. Only genius spellcasters can increase the power of spells without increasing the magic power and mental energy consumed, and this is usually called spell innovation.

But it's not Leon's fault for not having common sense. Sometimes, some things that seem like common sense are the easiest to be misunderstood. Most of the knowledge inherited by the dragon clan needs to be selectively read by oneself, and it is impossible to cram all of it into the brain at once. In the basic spell knowledge that Leon selectively read, there is really no special record of this common sense.

There is no need to record it, because other novice spellcasters will certainly not be able to innovate and optimize the spells in the process of learning spells.

The reason why Leon is so special is naturally because of the hidden influence and changes of the hang-up slot.

The hang-up slot has the characteristics of optimized structure.

Leon quietly controlled his Mage's Eye to explore the jungle where the Mage's Eye flew out.

Once it finds the caster's location, it will be like the enemy is in the open and we are in the dark.

On the other side, the army led by Hogg had entered the mountains and forests.

The skeleton undeads broke through the soil and grabbed the goblins and kobolds by their ankles with their bony hands.

Then the next second, the goblin and the kobold reacted and broke his bony hand with a wooden stick.

The beast-shaped skeleton was extremely powerful and roared as it charged towards the army of monsters.

A fierce melee began.

From time to time, kobolds and goblins were killed by skeleton undead, but at the same time, more skeleton undead were also killed by them.

As unranked creatures, ogres and goblins with suitable weapons are much stronger than skeletons because they are intelligent, can stick together, and help each other.

How could a low-level skeleton monster have any intelligence?
They were just foolishly waving bone swords and bone knives. Some of them didn't even have weapons and could only grab with their broken bone hands.

But skeleton monsters also have their own advantages, that is, no matter how they are slaughtered, they have no sense of fear, and the desire to deprive the living of their lives occupies their only instinct.

Mare, who had been observing from the rear, could not find any ambush around. When he saw the skeleton army he had worked so hard to create being slaughtered wantonly, he could no longer sit still.

"Go, tear them into pieces for me." Under Mare's remote control, skeleton monsters with pale bones and holding bone knives walked out of several hidden caves several kilometers away from the cave where it was.

Skeleton swordsman, a first-level skeleton creature.

Following the emergence of hundreds of bone skeleton swordsmen, dozens of second-level shield-sword skeleton monsters wielding bone greatswords and bone shields followed.

And this is just the number of skeleton monsters that emerged from one cave. When several caves are added together, thousands of first- and second-level elite skeleton monsters suddenly join the battlefield.

The Dark Scale Warriors, who had been conserving their strength and occasionally killing skeleton monsters to save the Kobolds and Goblins, had to fight with all their strength when they saw this scene.

Otherwise, these elite skeleton monsters would be able to completely break through the thousands of "wooden stick armies".

The tall trolls held a huge and simple wooden shield. They stuck the oversized wooden shield into the ground and blocked a large number of skeleton monsters.

The gnolls, goblins, and the more powerful gnolls and gray-scale dragonmen took this opportunity to kill the skeleton monsters pouring out of the gaps.

Although the wooden shield was thick and had strong defense, it was still covered with cracks and gaps when facing the stronger and more powerful white-bone skeleton swordsmen and shield and sword skeletons.

With a crack, the huge wooden shields held by the troll warriors were shattered one after another.

Without any obstacles, the skeleton army swarmed in and tried to surround and kill them.

The sharp bone swords and bone knives chopped on the trolls. Even though they had thick skin and flesh, wounds still appeared and blood flowed out.

Within a few breaths, these minor wounds were healed by the troll's powerful self-healing ability.

But during this time, new wounds reappeared.

Roar!
Dozens of troll warriors suddenly erupted, swinging the several-meter-long iron and wooden sticks in their hands into a whirlwind, smashing all the surrounding skeleton monsters and knocking them away.

This is true even for the White Bone Skeleton Monsters and Sword and Shield Skeleton Monsters that are stronger and have harder bones.

But after the outbreak, and due to recovering from their injuries, the physical strength of these big guys has dropped significantly, and they began to breathe heavily.

The rudimentary fighting spirit that they cultivated in their bodies also began to be used. Most trolls were too simple-minded, and coupled with their large bodies, their speed of cultivating fighting spirit was much slower than that of gnolls and gray-scale dragons.

It has been eight years since the Dark Scale Tribe was established, but among the trolls who were first taught the method of cultivating fighting spirit, the highest one has only cultivated to the peak of the second level.

And those earliest grey-scale dragonmen and gnolls, after eight years of training, have basically reached the third level now, and many who joined the dark-scale tribe later have also reached the second level.

"Let's go, it's time to support the front line."

Hogg noticed that the troll warriors on the front line were gradually losing strength, and more and more ogres and goblins were killed by the influx of skeleton monsters. He knew he had to take action.

Under Hogg's leadership, dozens of elite warriors who had reached the third level crossed the battlefield at an extremely fast speed and arrived at the front line.

They brandished the weapons made of magic iron in their hands, specifically targeting the white-bone skeleton monsters with swords and shields and swords.

The first and second level skeleton monsters can be killed instantly with a single blow from the elite dark scale warriors' magic steel weapons.

In mid-air, Mare watched this scene through the Wizard's Eye and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

"Magic steel weapons. Magic steel weapons again."

Before, it was that hateful fourth-level black-haired werewolf who led a group of warriors armed with magic steel weapons to continuously clear out its skeleton army, causing considerable losses to its troops.

Mare's anger grew, and at the same time he felt sorry for the bone skeletons and shield and sword skeletons that he had accumulated with great difficulty. He finally made a decision in his heart.

"Reginal, go kill that gnoll and all the warriors around him!"

Behind the skeleton spellcaster, the soul fire that acted as a big light bulb suddenly rose and burned higher.

There was some remaining wisdom in the soul fire of the huge, swirling bone python. It obeyed its master's orders and crawled out of the cave.

Only then could one clearly see how huge its size was - as thick as a water tank and more than twenty meters long.

The color of the bones in the body is a silvery metallic luster.

This is a silver bone python that has reached the fifth level.

Mare looked at the silver bone python's departing figure and smiled smugly in his heart.

The silver and dark magic cores consumed in refining this thing almost exhausted all the wealth it had accumulated over decades.

The original body of this silver bone python was a fourth-level thunder python, which took many years to be refined into a fifth-level skeleton undead. Its original thunder-based spell ability also transformed into a kind of ghost thunder with dark attributes.

It is slightly weaker than ordinary thunder spells, but the paralysis ability is retained, and there is also a corrosive effect. After being hit by the thunder, if the strength is weak, it will even be directly transformed into an undead creature. Even if the strength is not weak, the body will begin to necrotize and decay, and transform into the characteristics of an undead creature.

Leon, who had been exploring the forest with the Mage's Eye, felt a strong breath coming out from a corner.

Then its wizard's eye saw a huge silver-white bone python appear in the jungle.

Leon immediately locked onto the location where the other party came out.

"Got you."

A puff of white air blew out of the black dragon's thick nostrils.

　From now on, I will write two to three chapters every day, and the number of words will be between 6,000 and 10,000.

　　The update time has not yet been determined. Currently, it should be one update during the day and one update at night.

　　
　
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