Chapter 285 The Boyz Are Back In Town!
Rise of the Undead Legion
Entering the empty barracks, Dave went to the crystal in the middle of the building and touched it.
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Undead Spawn Point
You have 1,000 Undead waiting for revival.
Units cost 10 CP to revive.
How many units do you wish to respawn?
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Dave smiled and entered the total number, 1,000, to respawn.
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Time until all units are respawned 1,000 seconds.
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A shadow materialized in front of Dave and coalesced into a familiar ghoul.
"BUD! Itâs damn good to see you again!" Dave patted the ghoul on the back.
"It...is... good to see...you too...my lord." Bud spoke slowly.
"Alright, letâs get out of here, everyone should be back soon and itâs gonna get crowded.
The units were spawning steadily and continuously behind Bud.
Dave went to the dunlord spawn point.
The dunlord tomb was magnificent. Looming sandstone statues guarded the entrance to the rough-hewn stone tomb. Dave walked up to the broad stairs to the doorway and entered. The interior was cool and dim, a human-sized diamond-cut transparent crystal was set upright in the middle of the room.
Hieroglyph banners were carved along the walls, recounting mythic stories in mysterious half-pictures. Braziers in each corner of the room supplied the low light.
Dave touched the center crystal and a blue screen appeared in his view requesting him to input the number of dunlords he wished to respawn. Dave entered the total number of 112 dunlords.
Stinger came first.
"My lord, I am glad to be of service once again," Stinger said.
"Thanks Stinger, but you will be serving Bud from now on. I will call for you when I need your specialty."
Stinger noticed Grumpy at the gate of the tomb, his expression changed to disappointment but still, he nodded to Dave accepting his request.
âShit, I feel like an ass now. Anyway, I need to pay Dikenz a visit. I have some cash to spend and itâs better to pimp my boyz out before I raid the Pharaohâs Crypt.â
Dave mounted Grumpy and led him to a conspicuous shop in his settlement.
Dikenz was like always, assembling and organizing his wears. He even had a cloth that he used to wipe them as he hummed a tune horribly off-sync.
"Hey Dikenz!" Dave said.
The zombie merchant jerked when he saw the draugr riding grumpy in front of his shop.
"Ah, me faveârit custâmer!" Dikenz said, he was shaking and looking behind Dave.
"Samael isnât here, donât worry, itâs just me this time," Dave said in a toothy smile. This only served to increase the Zombieâs shaking. Though undead didnât have fear in them, somehow Dave managed to implement it into this poor Zombie. It was all thanks to Samael of course, but Dave wasnât keen on letting the Zombie get away with all the scams he pulled on him.
"Aye, How may I be of serviâs?"
"I need some armor for Grumps, also upgrade my unitâs weapons."
"Ah, wait me, Iâll be needn to do some maths," Dikenz said. He pulled a paper and began scribbling numbers on it.
"Ye have two hundred archers, two hundred casters, nâthe rest re them melee fighters. Aie, I can upgrade their weapons n equipment for 8,000,000 CP, and Iâtll take four days for em to be ready," Dikenz said in a toothy smile. Of course, his teeth were all rotten.
Dave frowned, he thought that Dikenz still hasnât learned from the Samaelâs lesson.
"Right, eight million. You see, I donât have the time to wait for all the equipment and weapons to be ready. So, I will have to use the favor I owe Samael and have him come here to pick up my items."
Dikenzâs eyes widened, and said, "AH, silly me, I made an oopsie with me calculations, I even added an extra zero. Itâs just 800,000CP, and ye neednât use ya favâer to call Lord Samael. Thatâd be just a waste, I tell ya. Iâll have to call some friends and yer weapons nâarmor should be ready in an hour."
"Thatâs why I love doing business with you Dikenz, youâre quite sensible." Dave smiled eerily at the Zombi and walked away.
After an hour, all of Daveâs undead were fully equipped and wielded newer weapons and armor. Even Grumpy was armored up in protective full metal gear.
The dunlords had their ballistae crossbows upgraded. They were now metal made instead of the older wooden version. Their gear was upgraded to steel armor. Lighter than the older iron version and much sturdier.
His undead used to wear old and battered rusty armor. Now all the melee units had new full plate armor. All black of course.
The casters had their robes renewed, they were wearing red robes and were led by Spark. Who has a wizard pointy hat now. His wooden scepter was upgraded to a crystal scepter with a red orb on top.
The archer had their old leather armor upgraded to hard leather protective gear. They now had hats and newer, sturdier bows.
Dog was right next to Dave riding on a basilisk. The remaining basilisks were carrying the paladins. Dave reached with his hand toward the Unholy Priestess. She took his arm and hopped behind Dave. Just as Dave was going to order the Undead to move, Samael appeared next to him.
"Kisâ Shtiengbrah, there is something I need to tell you."
"Yes, Samael, what is it?"
Samael sighed and said, "You should know that the king is sending you on a suicide mission."
"Yeah, I already know that. The Pharaohâs Crypt canât be captured with just a thousand undead."
"Then why did you accept this quest?"
"Well, arenât we undead?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Then even if I fall, I can rise back again and attempt the raid and I will keep doing that until they fall. Thatâs the greatest thing about being an undead Samael. We can always come back, we can always try again."
Samael smiled and said, "True, thatâs what makes our race the strongest and mightiest. Okay, what Iâm about to tell you one of our raceâs forbidden knowledge. Use it right, and you might be able to conquer the Pharaohâs Crypt in one try."
"Oh, Iâm listening," Dave became interested.
"Did you ever hear the term Grave Lord?"