10: Chapter 10: A Sudden Increase in Strength? No, I'm Going to "Roll Up"!

Skeleton Soldier - Tier 1

Attack Power: 8 (Physical - Slash)

Defense: 3

HP: 18/18

Loyalty: 100/100 (Eternal Loyalty)

Morale: None

Attack Power rose from 5 to 8, Defense from 1 to 3, and HP from 10 to 18.

Excellent, a near-double increase.

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Skeleton Warthog - Tier 1

Attack Power: 12 (Physical - Ram)

Defense: 5

HP: 35/35

Loyalty: 100/100 (Eternal Loyalty)

Morale: None

Traits:

Charge: When ramming a target, the first attack's damage is increased by 50%.

Attack Power of 12, with the first hit of Charge dealing 18.

Not bad. The Charge damage of a single Skeleton Warthog has already surpassed the attack power of a living Warthog.

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Skeleton Sand Lizard - Tier 1

Attack Power: 10 (Magic - Corrosion/Ranged)

Defense: 3

HP: 28/28

Loyalty: 100/100 (Eternal Loyalty)

Morale: None

Traits:

Corrosive Spit (Ranged): Range 10 meters. Upon hit, continuously corrodes the target, dealing 3 additional damage every 3 seconds for 9 seconds.

Range increased from 8 meters to 10 meters, and damage over time increased from 2 to 3.

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Skeleton Sand Snake - Tier 1

Attack Power: 9 (Magic - Poison/Ranged)

Defense: 2

HP: 18/18

Loyalty: 100/100 (Eternal Loyalty)

Morale: None

Traits:

Poison Mist Breath (Ranged): Range 7 meters. Covers all targets within the area, dealing 6 poison damage and reducing target movement speed by 30% for 6 seconds. Cooldown: 10 seconds.

Poison mist damage increased from 4 to 6, and range from 5 to 7.

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Skeleton Sand Rat - Tier 1

Attack Power: 5 (Physical - Bite)

Defense: 2

HP: 12/12

Loyalty: 100/100 (Eternal Loyalty)

Morale: None

Traits:

Swift: Movement speed is 3 times that of a normal undead unit.

Sand Meld: Can burrow into sand to completely hide its presence, remaining undetected while moving.

Ore Perception (Passive): When moving underground, senses the distribution of mineral resources within a 15-meter radius and marks them on the Lord's regional map.

Oh?

Xu Qin blinked, feeling quite surprised.

The expansion of the Skeleton Sand Rat's Ore Perception range was within expectations.

But...

Even our little rats have such high combat power now? Not bad!

After looking through all the data, Xu Qin nodded repeatedly in satisfaction.

"That's how it should be."

He closed the panel and looked around.

Over a hundred and thirty undead units stood in neat ranks in the night.

A faint reddish luster gleamed on their bones, and the ghostly purple fire in their eye sockets was a level brighter than before.

The tusks of the Skeleton Warthogs were longer and sharper, the tails of the Skeleton Sand Lizards were thick and powerful, and the horn-like protrusions of the Skeleton Sand Snakes loomed in the darkness.

Even the five veteran Skeleton Soldiers now looked like they were not to be trifled with.

"This is what our Scourge Legion should look like."

Xu Qin crossed his arms, his inner chuunibyou soul burning once again.

"This Emperor's choice is never wrong!"

"It's just that the start was a bit difficult, that's all."

Suddenly feeling inspired, he opened the human chat channel.

The channel was still as lively as ever.

Zhao Rong - Dwarf Race: "Does anyone know how to raise morale? My Musketeers run back on their own as soon as they leave the territory."

Lin Zhou - Elf Race: "My Elf Archer went on strike long ago! She won't even let me touch her."

Zhang Yan - Undead Race: "Please, are there any brothers from the Undead Race who can teach me how to play? I only have one Acolyte left now, what should I do?"

Dmitri - Goblin Race: "After my goblin's loyalty dropped to 50, it stole my food and ran away."

Looking at the screen full of wails, Xu Qin couldn't help but curl his lips upward.

He cleared his throat and typed.

Xu Qin - Undead Race: "The Undead Race is awesome!"

Send.

The channel instantly exploded.

Lin Zhou - Elf Race: "?"

Zhao Rong - Dwarf Race: "Another one has gone mad."

Zhang Yan - Undead Race: "Brother, are you serious? Have you not left the novice light shield yet? You'll know once you go out and fight a battle."

Lin Zhou - Elf Race: "The Undead Race is awesome? Are those five of your Skeleton Soldiers that shatter at a single touch awesome?"

Zhao Rong - Dwarf Race: "I suggest this brother go see a doctor. Early symptoms of Transmigration Syndrome include having unrealistic hallucinations."

Xu Qin smiled and didn't reply.

Too lazy to explain.

When his Scourge Legion rolls over them one day, these people will naturally understand.

Just as he was about to close the channel, a new message popped up.

Wang Zheng - Undead Race: "The Undead Race is indeed strong. I'm almost done gathering resources, and I can upgrade to a Level 2 Crypt tonight."

Xu Qin raised an eyebrow.

Oh?

Judging by this tone, he's also someone who knows what's up?

Wang Zheng, is it? I'll remember that name.

Sure enough, others in the channel had already started mocking Wang Zheng.

Zhao Rong - Dwarf Race: "Good grief, two of them have gone mad."

Lin Zhou - Elf Race: "An Undead Race Support Group, is it? I suggest you two start a group chat and name it 'Skeleton Soldier Victims Alliance'."

Xu Qin silently closed the channel.

These people don't use their brains, they are destined to be eliminated.

But...

Level 2 Crypt?

He was already thinking about Level 3.

"The gap... will only get wider and wider."

Xu Qin yawned.

He leaned against the steps of the Crypt, his back pressed against the cold, hard stone bricks, and slid down.

He was tired.

From the moment he transmigrated until now, he was either fighting or on his way to a fight.

Chopping trees, killing pigs, chasing snakes, stomping rats, upgrading the Crypt, and raising the tiers of his units.

In a game, this would be called highly efficient land clearing.

In reality, this was called the boss leading the way to sudden death.

Moreover, he had only eaten one piece of meat.

"I have to say, raw meat really wards off hunger."

Xu Qin yawned and closed his eyes.

Three seconds later.

Slap!

He raised his hand and slapped himself.

The Skeleton Sand Rat squatting nearby raised its head, the pea-sized purple fire in its eyes flickering.

Xu Qin sat up straight, staring into the murky night.

"Damn it! If you don't work hard today, you'll be brothers in the grave tomorrow."

He rubbed his face.

Most of his sleepiness was slapped away.

"How can I sleep at this stage?"

"Wanting to rest just when things are starting to look up?"

"Am I getting complacent?"

"This is a disease, and it needs to be cured."

Xu Qin opened the human channel and took a look.

They were still arguing in the channel.

Zhao Rong - Dwarf Race: "My Dwarf Musketeers are starting to demand sleep, saying that continuous fighting will affect their shooting accuracy. I'm really speechless, even I, the Lord, haven't slept!"

Lin Zhou - Elf Race: "The elf girls refuse to go out hunting at night, claiming the moonlight isn't elegant enough. Brothers, is this reasonable?"

Zhang Yan - Undead Race: "My Acolyte was just carried off by a Sand Wolf. It's gone, really gone."

Dmitri - Goblin Race: "My goblins came back again, asking if I have any more. But fortunately, their loyalty is too low, so they are currently blocked outside the shield."

After reading, Xu Qin silently closed the channel.

Very good.

Everyone is highly entertaining.

But two people hadn't spoken.

One was the Dragon Race Lord, James.

That guy whose Level 1 baby dragon has an attack power of 1888.

And the other was Yang Wei of the Angel Race...

Uh, wait, no, I think his name is Chen Wei?

"These two guys haven't shown their faces since this afternoon."

Xu Qin stroked his chin.

"They've either kicked the bucket or taken off."

"The luck of those who can randomly roll the Dragon Race and Angel Race is already so ridiculous it's begging for a beating."

"I can't gamble on whether they are useless or not."

The more Xu Qin thought about it, the more awake he became.

Those riding dragons aren't even complaining about being tired.

As the future Lord of the Scourge, how could he lie down and sleep at the entrance of the Crypt?

He stood up and said with great ambition:

"Before dawn tomorrow, the Crypt must reach Level 3."

"Time to grind."

"I'll out-grind all of you!"

Xu Qin grabbed his stone axe, turned to look at the army on standby, and raised it.

"My servants."

"March with this Emperor!"

The next second, the Undead Army set out.