freenovelworld Chapter 292 Purifying the Essence of the Undead, Combat Power Increases drastically!
Chapter 292 Purifying the Essence of the Undead, Combat Power Increases drastically!
Chapter 292 Purifying the Essence of the Undead, Combat Power Increases drastically!
These zombie wolves have a terrifying appearance.
Their skin is a sickly grayish-green, covered with sores and rotting wounds of all sizes, and in some places even exposed bones.
Although their bodies were severely decomposed, their strong muscle lines were still clearly visible, demonstrating their immense power.
A pair of incredibly sharp fangs protruded from its enormous mouth, reflecting a cold, chilling light in the dim light, sending shivers down one's spine.
These wolves slowly roamed around the hill.
Their movements seem aimless, but they reveal a regular patrol pattern, as if they are guarding something important.
Looking at these zombie wolves, Fang Zhou could almost feel how powerful and tempting the energy contained within them was; his hunger almost made his mouth water.
However, he did not take immediate action. Instead, he chose to hide behind a hill and wait patiently, while closely observing the zombie wolves' every move, preparing to strike at the right moment.
This was the first time the skeleton clone had encountered a pack of zombie wolves, and it was unclear how they differed from other humanoid zombies.
This was also the first time Ark had discovered that, apart from him, there were no other undead creatures fighting alone.
For a long time, he had believed that the lower undead creatures in the undead world were all lonely warriors.
Every individual is constantly fighting for survival and evolution.
Whether they are apprentice-level skeletons who have just been resurrected from the dead and are weak, or skeleton warriors who have evolved into black iron level, or zombies that are decaying but still full of threat, their only way of communicating is through fighting.
This endless struggle stems from their last remaining instinct—to devour and be devoured.
Once they meet, it's a life-or-death struggle, with the winner taking all.
Every victory signifies a growth in strength.
Every failure is a complete annihilation.
It is by taking advantage of this that Ark is able to skillfully control its skeleton squad, greatly improving hunting efficiency through teamwork while avoiding many unnecessary risks.
However, he has now encountered a group of undead creatures on this small hill, who live together and do not interfere with each other.
This piqued his interest.
Do these undead zombie wolves truly possess some kind of intelligence that transcends instinct?
How did they overcome that deep-seated, primal urge to devour and achieve such a rare state of coexistence?
Filled with curiosity, Ark cautiously dispersed his skeleton squad, allowing them to continue their planned hunting mission.
He chose to stay where he was, quietly observing these unusual undead creatures.
The night was as dark as ink, utterly still.
As time went on, about half an hour later, a zombie wolf, roughly two meters long, broke the silence.
It slowly turned around and walked away from the crater.
Following suit, second, third, and even longer zombie wolves followed suit.
Even after all the smaller wolves had left, leaving only the massive leader, over five meters long, it remained steadfastly near the crater, as if guarding something important.
Fangzhou waited patiently to see.
Half an hour later, seeing that the giant zombie wolf still showed no sign of leaving, he finally decided to give up the idea of further exploration.
Under the cover of darkness, the Ark cautiously began to retreat, each step taken with extreme care, for fear of making any noise that might attract unnecessary attention.
Once he was sure he was several kilometers away from that mysterious area, Fangzhou quickened his pace and sped off toward the direction where the two-meter-long zombie wolves had been.
After multiple evolutions, the clones became very fast, and in just a short while, they caught up with a zombie wolf.
At this moment, the zombie wolf was also hunting.
Its target was a greatsword-wielding skeleton warrior, whose aura was comparatively weak.
The greatsword-wielding skeleton warrior is fighting desperately, but is clearly in dire straits.
This scene caught Fang Zhou's eye, causing him to feel a chill run down his spine.
What was initially thought to be just an ordinary zombie wolf turned out to be a display of unimaginable power, easily suppressing the skeleton warrior, who was also of the Black Iron rank.
This reminded Fangzhou of the golden-tier gargoyle that Su Xinyan had summoned before.
Could it be that these zombie wolves are also a completely new species, unknown to human necromancers?
Filled with questions, Fangzhou's gaze grew even colder.
He appeared exceptionally strong in the darkness, yet his massive body seemed invisible, silently approaching his target.
When the distance between the two sides was reduced to less than twenty meters, the skeleton clone's long-accumulated power finally erupted.
Suddenly, its muscular thighs exerted force, and the whole thing shot forward at an astonishing speed like an arrow piercing the air.
"Charge bravely!"
With a deep roar, the skeletal clone's spear transformed into a bolt of lightning, aiming straight for the zombie wolf's vitals.
The energy released by the spear tip in an instant seemed to tear the air apart, creating a powerful shockwave.
This strike not only contained extreme speed, but also a powerful force capable of destroying everything, making it seem as if a vacuum was created the moment the spear tip made contact with the zombie wolf.
Zombie Wolf was completely unprepared for such a powerful enemy to launch a surprise attack, and had no time to make any effective defensive moves.
And so, in that split second, half of its head exploded like a watermelon struck by a heavy hammer.
Blood and brains splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding ground and rocks a deep crimson.
A nauseating stench of blood filled the air, making Fang Zhou appear incredibly fierce and ruthless at that moment.
However, even after suffering such a fatal blow, the zombie wolf did not die immediately.
As undead creatures, they are far more resilient than ordinary creatures.
Seeing this, Fangzhou decided to try to communicate with them.
He attempted to convey a choice to the zombie wolf through mental communication: "Submit or die!"
However, no matter how hard he tried, he felt that the zombie wolf's soul was covered by a layer of chaos, making effective communication impossible.
In desperation, Ark tried to use the Skeleton King's special abilities to establish a soul connection in hopes of controlling the powerful creature, but to no avail.
The severely wounded zombie wolf lay on the dusty ground like a broken statue.
Its broken body was covered in wounds from which dark green pus oozed, emitting a nauseating stench.
Even so, it still stubbornly tried to struggle to its feet from the ground, baring its teeth and revealing a mouthful of sharp healing fangs, its eyes filled with hatred for the ark.
Fangzhou stood aside, witnessing all of this, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart—a mixture of disappointment and relief.
He originally thought that these zombie wolves were different from ordinary undead creatures, and that perhaps some intelligence was still retained deep within their twisted souls.
If that's the case, he could bring these powerful werewolf undead under his control through communication, or even some form of contract.
However, the actions of the zombie wolves proved that they were merely mindless creatures driven by instinct, lacking any basis for communication, let alone the possibility of being enslaved.
Since communication proved fruitless, Fangzhou had no choice but to abandon his illusions and instead adopt the most direct approach to solve the problem.
He raised the skeletal spear in his hand, its tip gleaming with a cold, chilling light that reflected blinding rays in the moonlight. With a swift movement, the spear pierced the zombie wolf's heart with deadly accuracy, ending the battle.
After confirming that the zombie wolf had completely lost all signs of life, Ark's eyes were filled with anticipation.
He reached out a hand and gently touched the zombie wolf's body, then activated the [Bones Armament] skill.
A series of faint clicking sounds seemed to echo in the air, the sound of the zombie wolf's flesh and blood beginning to decompose.
Along with this sound, the deep blue light in Fangzhou's eye sockets grew even stronger.
The flesh and blood of the zombie wolf contained a more concentrated energy than that of ordinary undead creatures. This energy flowed into Ark's body like an invisible river, further enhancing his power.
What surprised Fang Zhou even more was that, in addition to the essence of the corpse and the soul energy, he also extracted a mysterious substance he had never seen before from the body of this mutated zombie wolf.
This substance does not act directly on the physical body like the energy of the bone stone, but rather penetrates deep into his internal energy system, making the necromantic energy within him purer and more powerful.
Just as a highly skilled alchemist has found a way to purify impurities in metals, this mysterious substance is like discovering a secret formula for refining energy for the Ark.
Thinking of this, Fangzhou's heart was filled with indescribable joy.
He stared at the zombie wolf pack before him, his eyes gleaming with a burning light.
These twenty-odd zombie wolves were no longer a threat, but a valuable resource waiting to be discovered.
This was the first time he had discovered a special substance that could purify his own energy, which greatly helped to improve his combat power.
Filled with excitement and anticipation, Fangzhou devoted himself entirely to casting the [Corpse Armament] spell.
Under the blood-red moonlight, the two-meter-long zombie wolf's body was absorbed completely by the skeleton clone at a visible speed.
With each piece of flesh and blood disappearing, it was transformed into purer energy, which flowed into the Ark's body.
It not only enhanced his power but also brought his undead attribute energy to a new level.
As the zombie wolf's body was meticulously absorbed by the skeleton clone, an incredible change was quietly taking place.
The already imposing frame appeared even more majestic under the moonlight.
Each bone seemed to be infused with new vitality, growing at a rate that was almost perceptible to the naked eye.
This change is not only in appearance, but also a qualitative leap in internal energy.
As the last bit of zombie wolf flesh turned to dust and dissipated in the desolate hills of corpses, the Ark's body seemed to be reborn.
Every joint was making a soft, crisp sound: "crack, crack," the sound of power awakening. Fang Zhou clenched his bony fist, feeling the surging power within his body.
He swung the heavy, skeletal spear in his hand a couple of times, the tip of the spear drawing arcs in the air, each swing accompanied by a whooshing sound.
Without hesitation, he unleashed a brutal attack on a protruding rock not far away.
With a deafening roar, "Boom!" the entire rock instantly shattered into countless tiny fragments under the Ark's attack, scattering everywhere.
The powerful shockwave even caused the surrounding ground to tremble.
Fangzhou's eyes gleamed with undisguised delight.
The mysterious substance provided by the mutated zombie wolf purified nearly half of the already powerful undead attribute energy within him.
This is also reflected in the power of his skills.
The power and effect of his Brutal Strike skill are now at least 50% higher than before.
A bold idea suddenly came to Fangzhou's mind.
If he were to devour all twenty-odd zombie wolves, what astonishing level would his undead attribute energy evolve to?
It should be noted that although this zombie wolf is only at the mid-level of Black Iron in terms of rank, its strength is surprisingly powerful.
He even felt that it was much stronger than Tryndamere, the mutated decapitation swordsman.
The essence of the corpse contained in its flesh and blood is so rich that it is several times more abundant than that of other zombies of the same level.
There must be a reason why this pack of zombie wolves didn't just gather on that hill out of nowhere.
Fangzhou speculated that all of this was likely directly related to the strangely glowing ores on the hill.
Thinking of this, Fang Zhou licked his sharp fangs, a glint of greed and curiosity flashing in his eyes.
Its massive form swayed slightly and vanished instantly into the hills filled with the aura of death.
In the meditation room, Fangzhou slowly opened his eyes.
He felt a surge of warm energy flowing through his body, as if drawn from the void, flowing along his meridians to every part of his body.
A smile involuntarily appeared on Fangzhou's face.
Indeed, the Netherworld is the fertile ground for the growth of skeleton clones.
Every inch of this land is buried with countless undead creatures, whose existence has become the nourishment for the growth of the clone.
The zombie wolf from before not only slightly increased the size of the skeleton clone, but also greatly improved its physical attributes, resulting in an astonishing increase in the attributes of the main body.
If the skeleton clone can continue to hunt and devour more zombie wolves, then both the clone and the original body will experience a qualitative leap.
At that time, his combat power will be elevated to a whole new level.