Chapter 68: Big 5 (1/2)

Demonic werewolves are a subspecies of the werewolves normally found in the human world. They mainly live in Abbadon unlike their non-demonic cousins who usually hide themselves among humans.

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The main difference between the two lies in the fact that demonic werewolves permanently stay in their wolf form while normal werewolves are able to switch between their human and wolf form, although this switching isn’t as easy as it sounds. It is precisely because of this ability that the werewolves are able to infiltrate human society.

Demonic werewolves are famously known for their temperaments. This fiery temper of theirs is partially why they aren’t able to assume a human form. Another factor is the sheer adversity they have to face in Abaddon. In such a chaotic and violent environment, their weaker human form ends up being a burden to them which led to them slowly favoring their wolf forms more.

After generations of doing so, they were no longer able to assume a human form.

Werewolves possess a number of extraordinary abilities in their wolf form. This includes an enhanced agility and power, a logic defying regenerative ability that even allows them to regenerate their limbs in a short span of time and finally a resistance to illnesses and toxins. They are, without a doubt, one of the strongest demonic races in this world.

As a side note, they don’t have an antagonistic relationship with the vampires.

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Surprisingly, summoning that archer took up a lot less mana than I had expected; it only ate up 20 units of my mana. I guess the next thing to do is to test out its strength.

I ended up choosing a guardsman to stand in as a target dummy for this weapons test. As he quietly stood there, 50 meters away with his shield raised, I got the newly summoned skeleton archer to fire off an arrow at the shield.

The archer reacted nearly instantaneously to my command and drew out a bone arrow from an unknown source. It swiftly nocked the arrow onto its bow and with a resounding twang of its bow, let loose the bony projectile.

The arrow whistled through the air at nearly the speed of a bullet. In just a blink of an eye, it crashed into the raised shield, staggering the guardsman slightly. However, before it could knock him further back, the guardsman came to his senses and with a firm grip of his feet, steadied himself without giving up an inch to the arrow.

Overall, the shield successfully blocked that arrow but there was an obvious scar on its bony surface.

To think it was actually able to leave a mark on my refined shield…it’s power is pretty decent. For a one-star skeleton to possess such an offensive power was impressive in its own right. With such power, it should be able to penetrate the hides of those ratmen easily.

However, these archers required a certain number before they could truly show off their offensive powers. Given that I currently possess a maximum of 83 units of mana, I can summon three archers a day with some mana leftover as an emergency. If that’s the case, crafting weapons will have to be put aside for now.

Recently, we’ve had to deal with a myriad of creatures which was to be expected. The ecosystem of the Prison of the Dead was much more complicated than the Blood Sea and the Land of Dead combined. As such, getting this long range squad ready took precedence over reinforcing my melee squads.

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Absorbing souls would replenish my mana quickly but at the same time, I needed them to hasten my evolution…ah…so many problems, where should I even begin…forget it, I’ll just focus on creating a 30 man squad first.

“Is everything ready?”I decided to put it aside for now.

“It’s ready, Master.” One-eye respectfully replied.

As always, he turned out to be a capable and reliable subordinate. He was in charge of managing all my subordinates and this included the half-orcs who I had just assigned to him.

As instructed, the half-orcs formed up in a neat formation in front of them, their bone clubs resting in their hands as always but instead of their usual ferocity, a sense of lethargy emitted from them.

I guess this low morale was to be expected. After all, they had just been subjugated and they weren’t even the same race as us. Thankfully, I only needed a bunch of cannon fodder so I had no plans to groom them into proper subordinates. Their lack of morale was fine as long as they were able to soak some hits without fleeing.

Upon confirming that Violet Snow and the hellhounds were ready as well, I gave off a lionhearted shout: “Set off.”

“Yes Master!”

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The devils roared in unison. A moment later, the bony hallways were filled with the thunderous sounds of a hundreds strong army marching through its cramped passageways.

The journey didn’t change much from yesterday’s; all we encountered were a bunch of wandering undead. While these patrols were frequent, each patrol wasn’t too large and so I decided to dispatch the half-orcs. Despite me labelling them as fodder, I still didn’t want to risk their lives unnecessarily.

Upon entering combat, these half-orcs immediately showed why they were the one of the foremost combat races in Abaddon, their lackadaisical attitude took an immediate 180 as they charged into battle, their clubs waving wildly in the air as they roared.

These guys were even faster than my guardsman, it was as if a fire had been lit under them as they fearlessly plunged into battle. Their unexpected ferocity even gave me a scare the moment they started roaring.

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