Conflict (1)

After the naked man running, another strange scene appeared in the King's Forest. A white skeleton that emitted a holy light cleared the way ahead, followed closely by a muscular young man in black armor and a petite and lovely little girl.

This strange group seemed to have no scruples and would break through anything in their path. If anything blocked their way, the skeleton would rush up and smash it to pieces with a crash. Even the real owners of the forest, the beasts that claimed the land as their own, suffered the same fate as a pile of rocks. Whether it was a first-order beast that had just grown up or a third-order beast that could spray flames and burn down a large swath of forest, this group was indiscriminate. The ugly ones were killed and their magic cores taken, while the ones with better appearance were turned into barbeque after the armored youth stuck out his tongue.

As for the more powerful fourth-order beasts? Unfortunately, the only one that existed had disappeared without a trace not long ago, and its scent was clearly on the armored youth's body...

The youth was Drogo, and the armor was naturally the scales on the Poison Arrow Iron Armor Beast. After discovering the formidable strength of the skeleton warrior, Drogo was no longer as timid as before. This was already the outskirts of the King's Forest, and although there were many beasts, they were all third-order or lower. Being able to encounter a fourth-order Poison Arrow Iron Armor Beast was already a huge surprise and exception. Even the Poison Arrow Iron Armor Beast was only a victim in front of the skeleton warrior, so how could other beasts pose a threat?

Thinking of these things, after recovering his strength, Drogo didn't pay too much attention to the direction his group was heading, as long as it was towards the outside. As for spending more time? Drogo was eager to get more low-order magic cores so he could exchange them for gold coins. With the armor on and no longer running around naked, Drogo was in a good mood. When he was in a particularly good mood, he even ordered the skeleton warrior to protect Elaine while he himself went to deal with the beasts.

And so, there were several low-level magic cores in Drogo's storage ring that he had personally extracted. His magic had become even more proficient, and compared to a few days ago when he encountered the Poison Arrow Iron Armored Beast, his combat power had greatly increased.

Drogo even had a feeling that if he were to encounter the Poison Arrow Iron Armored Beast again, with all his auxiliary magic and newly acquired Bone Armor and Bone Spear, he could easily escape from it.

Of course, only escape, his strength was still not enough for a head-on fight.

It was precisely this kind of contrast that made Drogo even more curious about the skeleton warrior he had summoned. According to Matthew's memory, there was no information on this kind of mutation in summoning spells. And if he followed Matthew's understanding of necromancy, a necromancer couldn't summon a skeleton warrior that was far stronger than himself.

This was because summoning spells were not simply based on using magic to summon powerful creatures, but required a certain medium or foundation. Just like the most basic skeleton summoning spell, the summoned skeleton must be within a certain range of the necromancer and be a corpse that was filled with grievances and had not yet found peace in death.

Because of this, if there were no suitable skeletons around the necromancer, there could even be magic failure or backlash. However, people were born and died every day on the roads of the world, and countless bones had been buried underground for thousands of years. If there happened to be no suitable skeletons in one place and a necromancer chose to summon there, the necromancer's luck would be truly terrible.

In general, necromancers would go to certain places to find suitable skeleton warriors for summoning. For example, battlefields or certain ruins, places where there were often strong individuals who died unjustly. Once a suitable skeleton was found, the necromancer would place a mark on it and send it to a wonderful world that only necromancers could communicate with—the world of the dead. The pre-set mark would ensure that the necromancer could summon this skeleton warrior to his side at any time, without encountering any unlucky incidents that might occur with re-summoning.

Drogo knew he was lucky, although the power of the skeletal warrior seemed to exceed the realm of luck. There were also other unexplainable things, such as the bright aura on the skeleton's body and how he almost died from mental exhaustion when summoning, using up almost all of his spiritual power. And then there was that eerie blue light. Despite all these unexplainable things, Drogo didn't mind. At least, not for now - he had hit the jackpot.

"Drogo, I'm starting to miss home..." Elaine's soft voice interrupted his thoughts. His excited smile immediately turned into an awkward one, followed by remorse.

Yes, they had been wandering around killing monsters and collecting magic cores instead of rushing to their destination. To Drogo, who had just escaped from captivity, it felt like a fish in water, but what about Elaine? She had also escaped from captivity, Matthew's captivity, but she wasn't unattached. The little girl hadn't said anything throughout their journey, following him wherever he went. But she must have missed her family terribly and been very worried about them. She just didn't want to say it.

"I'm sorry..." Drogo spoke up, but Elaine shook her head in a hurry. Drogo smiled, then stood up and looked into the distance.

"Hehe, the magic cores we've collected should be worth quite a bit of gold. It's time to go out now."

After that day, Drogo didn't delay any further, carefully identifying the direction and leading Elaine down the path. The little girl no longer showed that faint sadness but regained her happiness. Her laughter made Drogo feel that time passed by so quickly.

But the Forest of Kings was just too big, and Drogo couldn't be sure how long it would take to truly get out. All he could do was follow the guidance of the trees step by step.

Suddenly, Drogo ordered the skeletal warrior to stop. He closed his eyes and didn't speak. Elaine was very familiar with this scene because the skeletal warrior had no true perception of his own. All along the way, it was Drogo's spiritual power that was exploring and guarding the path.