Chapter 103 – Phantasm Ghost Claw (1/2)

With the mist covering Fatty’s sights, he would often fail to notice a monster until it was literally right in front of him.

At the same time, the Ancient Battlefield lived up to its reputation as the paradise of the dead with all sorts of undead creatures wandering around, including both humanoid monsters and vicious beast-like ones.

The endless wails and shrieks caused Fatty to get covered in goosebumps.

As he advanced carefully, he finally reached the place where the mission said the lost scout should be at.

When he heard a bit of sound moving towards him, Fatty immediately stopped in his tracks and put on his guard.

Soon, an undead boa with nothing but its stark white skeleton left appeared. The head of the boa was as large as a bull, while its corpse covered more than ten meters of ground as it extended into the mist. Just like every single other undead monster in the area, the boa’s seemingly empty sockets seemed to glimmer with a green flame.

Undead, it’s an undead! Fatty muttered to himself. I need Deceased Souls for Death Transformation. If I kill a few of them here and get some Deceased Souls, then I would be able to have a way to protect myself! Although this is merely a mob monster, it’s far stronger than those low level boss monsters.

From what Fatty has seen thus far, the Ancient Battlefield was basically an upgraded Mass Graves filled with Undead monsters. It was definitely going to be a good source of Deceased Souls.

If I can kill this bone snake, then transform, I’ll look so much cooler than when I turned into the “Undead Marshal”!

Appraisal.

Windlost Bone Snake

Level: ???

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He still couldn’t see its stats, but that was something Fatty already expected. It was actually going to be strange if he was able to see its stats.

As the Windlost Bone Snake slithered along the ground, Fatty prepared for combat, only to realize that the bone snake might not have seen through his stealth, or perhaps it just wasn’t bothered with him.

Should I kill it? Yes? No? Fatty hesitated. He did want to attack, but he wasn’t certain about his victory. Thus, he could only reluctantly watch the monster leave.

Whatever. I’ll let you go, this time. Fatty kicked the ground as he watched the monster disappear into the mists. It’s fine, I’m still low leveled. I probably won’t be able to use the spark even if I did get it. Completing the mission is more important right now.

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Fatty found his surroundings become gradually more dangerous as he ventured further in. Not only were there wandering monsters, even a pile of scattered bones would suddenly become a bloodthirsty monster.

Meanwhile, Wheat advanced underground in depression as it shot out a Howling Bullet from underneath the ground. The reason was that was simple. Fatty didn’t want to die and he had to advance, so he made Wheat scout the way. Fortunately the poor little rat had Earthwalk, which was the only thing that stopped it from becoming pure cannon fodder.

As for why Wheat attacked, it wasn’t because it couldn’t see. Rather, it was because the Ancient Battlefield was covered in bones, some of them were piled together, while some of them were half-buried, it was very difficult for either of them to tell which one was just normal bones and which ones were monsters that would jump scare them.

Another Howling Bullet shot out from underneath the ground. The bones in the surroundings were scattered by the impact. The fact that attacking from underground dealt half damage didn’t matter when it was just used as a scouting skill.

When Wheat saw that nothing happened after the bones were scattered, it continued forward, while Fatty followed closely behind. This way of traveling might have been slow, but it was very safe. The only problem was that they still didn’t notice any scout around.

Despite Wheat not landing an attack on anything, when Fatty walked over… A hand suddenly grabbed his ankle!

Fatty looked down at his ankle. What grabbed his ankle was actually less of a hand and more of a lone boney claw without any flesh. He was dumbstruck for a split-second because a chill rushed down his spine. He quickly kicked forth and sent the bone claw flying.

Oh my god, that was way too scary. Which bastard of a dev designed it? Doesn’t he know that it’s possible for people to die from fear!? Fatty wiped away the sweat on his face.

The bone claw broke a few rotten bones on the ground as it landed, then stopped moving.

What the heck was that? Fatty carefully walked over. The claw was about the size of a human hand, but it had slightly longer fingers.

Appraisal.

Phantasm Ghost Claw

Level: 30

Attack: 80 – 100

Defense: 100

HP: 10000