Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Chapter 652 - 440: Heavenly and Earthly Treasures Secured, The Joy of Harvest!

"Hong Yang, do you remember what just happened?"

"I... I remember! Yes, that Skeleton’s Soul Storm! I saw everyone get hit! I fainted. Fang Zhou, weren’t you hit by that magic?"

"No, Hong Yang, I was hit as well. However, my Soul Power was slightly stronger, which protected me, so I didn’t pass out immediately."

Hong Yang nodded and cast his gaze behind Fang Zhou. The White Bone Altar still stood there, the blood-red orb on top slowly rotating as before. However, the once invincible Corpse Witch had vanished, and the Skeleton Throne had crumbled into countless shattered skulls.

"Then what happened? Fang Zhou, did you defeat that Corpse Witch?" Hong Yang asked, his voice filled with amazement.

Fang Zhou nodded without elaborating further. Hong Yang was silently astonished.

He wisely refrained from asking more questions and cast his gaze upon the White Bone Altar still standing before him.

"That Corpse Witch once said that destroying this altar and the blood-red orb above it would break the plague Curse threatening the Queen’s Tribe. Lord Ark, is that so?"

After examining the White Bone Altar, Fang Zhou made a judgment in a definitive tone. "This altar is indeed the key to the plague Curse, but the blood-red glow contains a large amount of Undead Energy. If the altar is destroyed carelessly, the unrestrained Negative Energy will turn the land within a dozen kilometers into a wasteland of disease and Death."

The leader of the Mud Spring Banshees, Guna, suddenly protested in a shrill voice, "That won’t do! Our home lies within that range! We, the Swamp Natives of the Withered Swamp, will never agree to that!"

It was quite clear she had just been revived by Liu Diewu using the Purified Moonlight Spring.

"Chief Guna, please don’t be agitated," Fang Zhou’s voice rang out, calming the somewhat emotional chief. "We won’t sacrifice the interests of our allies for our own safety."

The old Banshee lowered the White Bone Staff she had raised high. "You said it, human boy. Guna trusts you won’t break your promise."

"But what about the Queen’s Tribe?" Liu Diewu asked as she put down her waterskin and walked over. "As long as this pile of bones exists for another day, our allies from the Queen’s Tribe will endure another day of torment. We don’t have time to find a perfect solution right now."

Fang Zhou extended his hands from within his sleeves and pointed at the altar. "I have a way to destroy the altar without letting the cursed Negative Energy spread," he said. "The design of this White Bone Altar is nearly perfect. But luckily, I found some exploitable knowledge from the memories of Naraku’s remnant soul. Under the ravages of the Power of Time, this altar still has flaws we can use."

"Lord Ark, please give us your orders. What do we need to do to destroy this altar?" the Centaur guide Kai asked as he stumbled over.

This strong natural creature had also just been awakened by Liu Diewu. His complexion was still a bit pale, but the emerald glow of his Battle Qi had mostly recovered.

"The altar has already merged with the entire burial site. It’s difficult to destroy the altar alone, but if we take down the entire site with it, it’s much simpler. As for that orb of cursed energy, that’s not a problem. I can make it disappear right now."

As Fang Zhou spoke, he flicked his fingers through the air, drawing mysterious Runes that flashed with a cyan-white light. These Runes formed into chains in the air, which then flew toward the blood-red orb and immediately adhered to its surface.

Watching the blood-red orb slowly being covered by the Runes, Hong Yang suddenly remembered something. He turned to Kai and said, "Lord Ark just said he’s going to destroy the entire burial site. In that case, let’s quickly search this place and see if there are any valuable treasures or resources."

Before Kai could reply, Fang Zhou nodded. "When I was rescuing everyone earlier, I already commanded the Undead Army to search the area. However, these Skeletons and Zombies aren’t very good at meticulous tasks like looting spoils of war. If you’re feeling up to it, please help out."

Kai nodded and began to conscientiously clear the battlefield with his companions.

When it came to treating the aftereffects of the Soul Storm’s shock, Hong Yang, being a Professional Priest, was undoubtedly more efficient. Soon, under the care of Hong Yang and Liu Diewu, the other team members also recovered in an orderly fashion. Although many suffered from splitting headaches, there were no major issues overall. However, about twenty Swamp Natives and natural creatures with weaker souls had fallen into a vegetative state.

This was an unavoidable sacrifice. After all, if not for their attacks, Vladimir would not have been forced to use a self-destructive Soul Storm while in his soul-stitching state. Fang Zhou would not have been able to so easily push him to the point of a Soul Struggle—a battle of steel against steel.

Fortunately, there were no casualties among the three Teams from the Sea City Military Academy.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhou was not idle. While deciphering the Plague Array using the memories from Vladimir’s remnant soul, he also directed his Undead Army to begin looting the expansive top layer of the burial site.