16 The Herald of Leilade (2/2)
If a normal human was able to hear the laugh, it would instantly freeze the blood in his veins and he would drop dead. Even the four commandants of the Demonic Army shuddered when they heard it. But instead of being scared, they were delighted since they all knew who it was. At first, a black claw left the circle and second followed shortly after. They were bigger than even the hand of Ymir, the giant demon. Four fingers formed them and they were similar to the point of a spear. The flesh covering the hand was rotten but incredibly sturdy. All could see the creature trying to break free and push on its two arms.
Finally, the tip of the head was shown. Two curly horns similar to the ones on a goat appeared. After that, instead of a normal head, a black hood was covering the entire face. Only the mouth, filled with yellow canines was seen smiling. Besides this, the rest was hidden behind the shadows. The monster propelled himself in the air and floated twenty centimeters above the ground. His black robe inscribed with many dark symbols reflected the moonlight.
”WHICH PATHETIC PLANET IS DOOMED TO BE DESTROY BY MY HAND?”
After seeing his signature sentence, the summoned servants finally start to look around and saw the states of the group. Instead of using his previous threatening voice, he started to converse in a more normal and agreeable tongue.
”Wait for a second, Ymir, Davion, Kardel and the beautifu… not that beautiful anymore Meridiana? What happened?”
At first, he was looking high and mighty, but because he knew who he was and what was his rank. But none of the four in front of him was any weaker and they were all deeply injured. Turning back, he saw his mistress riddled with wounds and with nearly no mana. He was normally asleep and only awaken when his help was needed. As a former Elder Lich and an undead that was modified personally by the Empress of the Underworld, he was capable of conquering some small planets on his own.
”Mistress! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!!”
Leilade used the same spell to transmit the information to her servant but he was not relieved at all after understanding everything. A planet created by the Ancient? Only a few seeds and insects to turn the mana of entire planet into Demonic Energy? Some beings apparently strong enough to threaten them? After hearing all of this, he began to shake his head. Turning his sight toward Leilade, she telepathically described him the situation of the Vault of the Souls.That didn't make him stop to shake his head at all.
”That's bad, that's really bad. But don't worry, Malakov, the Herald of Leilade is here to solve some of your problems. First of all, [Flame].”
In the hand of the undead, a small fire was seen burning. Malakov didn't even need to say the name of that spell like some beginner in magic but he still said it for the rest. Funnily, such a weak and small spell managed to make everyone smile. The expenses of creating the body of Malakov was so high that Leilade couldn't do it a second time even if she wished. But her servant managed to be linked to the mana of this planet and that will be enough to do a lot of things. She then transmitted her instructions for the future.
”It will be done, Mistress!”
The floating monster bowed and then begin to create multiple types of undead. They were all incredibly weak in combat, allowing him to create them in great number. As for their purpose, they were quite obvious. Some were looking like the skeletons of a mole and they began to dig in the mountain. The rest were looking more like short humans with swords instead of hands. They descended the slope and will target the trees in the valley. Creating wood or any material was possible with mana, but the cost to do that was very high. Even higher if it was not something found in nature.
Two other types of undead were also created. One was a small spirit that soon spread far and wide. They will scout the surroundings. And at last, a few very, very weak skeleton warriors. That was a precise instruction from his mistress, to create one of the weakest undead possible. In the hands of those soldiers, a broken shield, a rusted sword and some were even missing some ribs. A total of fifty of them were created and they followed the woodcutters. They will be responsible for testing the true strength of the beings living on this planet. Feeling satisfied by this, Leilade stared at the four survivors of this disaster. ”How can they be used?” was her thoughts.