Chapter 39 The Leader of 300 Skeletons

A black light flashed through Francis's body. He was promoted successfully and became the skeleton knight. He also obtained two skills and his combat capacity was improved again.

"When the Spear Attack violently explodes, it instantly gains 300% of its power, which is enough to destroy a small mountain."

"Storm Attack, add your riding speed to 30%."

The second skill was ordinary, but it could improve Francis's speed, making it convenient for him to run and launch a sneak attack. If he didn't care, he could be used to rush.

What caught Francis's attention most?

Was the activation of racial kinship by upgrading?

It could increase the attack of the whole team by 30%.

It was equivalent to all the team's upgrades and attack power increased again. Whether it was the warrior in the front row or Mouse who was responsible for the assassination, they would benefit a lot.

"The skeleton army has already taken shape. As the core commander, I don't think it's too much to say that I'm a skeleton leader."

Francis thought excitedly.

As the strength in his body increased again, the data of the surrounding members also increased until it stabilized.

After the upgrade, Francis began to count the casualties in the battle.

Several principal underlings, except for Cyclops's slight injury, other underlings were standing aside with broken arms and legs more or less.

Garbage had already assembled his body and found a few ghost fires to heal his wounds.

The other skeletons stood still quietly, waiting for Francis's order.

"The skeleton warhorse had lost a lot..."

Francis looked at the broken skeleton horses.

In this battle, he handed over most of the command right to Garbage, asking him to lead the underlings to fight against the enemy, while he stared at Elsa.

As a result, Garbage, who was not very smart, had made several mistakes in command and the team suffered a lot of losses.

In particular, after the skeleton warhorses were smashed into pieces, they could no longer stand up.

They didn't belong to Francis's underlings. They were just a group of horses that were responsible for charging and fighting.

Francis couldn't take good care of them, let alone use his own strength to help the skeleton warhorses.

He could do nothing but watch their enemies smash the skeleton warhorses one by one.

"We must make up for the vacancy as soon as possible."

Francis thought.

At present, there were only eight skeleton warhorses left on the field.

To meet the needs of all the underlings, it was still very short. After the battle, there were no more than five war horses that could be used.

It could only be said that under the command of Garbage, the underlings were too cruel.

Looking at the broken bones and the horsehead scattered on the ground, Francis's heart was bleeding.

"We have to wait for Augustine to send the supplies." Francis sighed helplessly and left the battlefield to search for some suitable skeletons for underlings.

He recalled the battle that had just ended under the command of Garbage.

He found that Garbage's mindset was more in line with the habits of the skeleton. He was cruel, straightforward, and simple. There were almost no ambush and detour, and he fought face to face with toughness.

Even Mouse in charge of the assassination was sent by Garbage to activate melting and other skills to assist other skeletons.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a serious assistant in the team, which could increase the defense of the other skeletons. Francis suspected that Mouse might not be able to survive this battle.

"In the future, I still have to teach Garbage. I can't let him lead the underlings to be brainless. The underlings are not enough for him to be reckless. How much energy does it take to cultivate a core underling?"

Francis felt much more relaxed when he picked out the grunt fish underlings.

Unless he met skeletons with great potential, he would pay more attention to it and see if it was suitable for cultivation.

If it was just a skeleton soldier with ordinary data, Francis would no longer care about their safety after using the Slave's Rope and handing them over to Garbage for training.

He continued to think about horses.

At present, the only way to get the skeleton warhorse was to get them from Augustine.

But he didn't know when the next attack would come, and he didn't even know if his opponent would still ride the skeleton warhorse after the two battles.

No matter how silly Augustine was, he could find it out.

When his underlings were killed, the skeleton warhorses would become the spoils of Francis.

What he did was to strengthen Francis's team.

If he was smart enough, he would give up sending the skeleton warhorses.

"How about going to the world where Elsa is? Isn't she going to magic beast forest? Maybe I can find a suitable horse there."

Francis's mind was in a mess.

He had done everything he could to strengthen his team. He would never show mercy if he could make use of Elsa.

"If I can meet the legendary dragon race, won't I make a fortune?"

As for the legendary magic beast forest, Francis had heard one or two things from Elsa. It was said that there were many creatures living there.

Including those legendary creatures living in the depths of the forest.

With Elsa's strength, she definitely couldn't go deep into the magic beast forest. But with the help of Francis, this matter could be realized.

On the way back, Francis felt bored and looked through the map, only to find a group of red dots approaching him.

The number was about 300.

The core underlings were about to meet them.

Mouse should have been a scout to inform the team.

However, he had been badly injured in the previous battle, so he couldn't get any information for the time being. He was following the large army to search for ghost fires to cure his wounds.

As a result, Francis didn't notice it until the enemy approached.

If he hadn't checked the map at this time, the whole core team would have suffered a heavy blow.

Even if they were just a group of grunt fish skeletons, they could still cause a lot of damage to the weak core team.

"Garbage, the enemy is coming. Get ready to retreat!"

Francis immediately informed Garbage and asked him to lead the underlings to avoid conflict for the time being. They would discuss this matter when the following situation stabilized.

But until Garbage led the underlings to leave.

Ghost and Cyclops bumped into the team of 300 skeletons.

Once Ghost who had the Taboo Death Aura activated this skill, it would be moving poisonous spring water. Around him, no skeletons could survive.

What's more, its ghost feature could let it go into the ground at will.

The skeletons couldn't do anything to it for a while.

Cyclops stood behind the stones on the mountain ridge, holding bows and arrows in his hands, and constantly attacked the enemy. Exploding their heads was a piece of cake.

When he performed abnormally, he could stab two skeleton heads with one arrow.

They were nailed together.

Seeing this scene, Francis immediately linked Cyclops.

"Kill their mages and archers first to relieve Ghost's pressure!"

Cyclops executed the order immediately. The sharp arrow in his hand flashed with cold light, mercilessly pierced through the air, and pierced into the neck of mages. The huge impact forced him to fall to the ground.

And he couldn't get up again.

When the enemies were in a mess and looking for Cyclops' position, Ghost spread the Taboo Death Aura all around.

In just five minutes, more than half of the 300 skeletons died or were injured.

"Where on earth are their archers? Find them quickly! And find the black short man who is attacking us everywhere!" Drake had never thought that he would walk on the road safe and sound.

He was about to lead the underlings to Highness Augustine.

As a result, he encountered an attack on the road. The enemy came aggressively, and in the blink of an eye, his team was seriously injured and dead.

It was a gift for Highness Augustine. How could it be lost here so easily!

Drake didn't allow his plan to fail. He anxiously ordered the underlings to enter the fighting state and find the enemy quickly.

The archers on the other side launched a sneak attack and killed Drake's mages and archers.

Both of them were archers, but the opponent seemed to be too powerful.

One arrow was aimed at the target, the hit rate was so high.

If such a talent joined him, the loss would not be too serious.

Drake looked at the ridge not far away, where a skeleton head flashed from time to time. He looked carefully and found it was a skeleton soldier with a bow and arrow!

"Over there!"

Drake pointed at the ridge and shouted.

Skeleton soldiers instantly swarmed up and ran to the place where Cyclops hid.

Archer as a long-range career, it was difficult for him to escape if he was close to a large number of skeleton soldiers. Cyclops also knew this, so he picked up the arrow bag beside him and prepared to run away.