Eldritch Creature's Guide

As they had some time of peace, Samiel finally had time to devour the souls he had. He had some nice number of souls, collected from the members of the Human Brotherhood. Samiel liked the human souls better compared to that of Orks.

While these were weaker than those of Orks, they had better taste. Souls of Orks tasted terrible, like eating dog shit.

[Soul of Level 18 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 15 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 19 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 12 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 14 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 17 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Soul of Level 16 Steel-Tier Devoured.]

[Proficiency with the Ultimate Ability Soul Devour has been increased by 1%.]

[All Soul absorbed are of Unawakened.]

[Qaulity of Soul is low. Unable to obtain any additional information.]

[Mana has been slightly increased.]

'Damm... after Devouring the Soul of the Human Knight Leader, I can't gain benefits from these Unawakened trashes; only my Mana has been slightly increased, but the progress is abysmal.'

Samiel cursed in his head; he was a bit frustrated about t the result, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He devoured around 50 Souls with his [Soul Devour] Ultimate Ability. Still, because not of these were Class bearers, the effects were null.

'If I think about it, Class Awakening is basically some form of connection with Akashic Records, so I can't technically gain anything from unawakened Souls after devouring the first one...'

Samiel thought as he soon enough found the reason behind this. An unawakened soul would mean the soul was weak, and if he devoured the weak soul, the effect on him would be minimal, as there was basically nothing to gain from it.

Just like it has shown itself right now after he ate several tens of unawakened souls, and he soon developed some kind of resistance to it, or rather he soon gained nothing from the unawakened souls. He theorized that if the unawakened soul should have at least minimal effect on him, it should be much high tiered than just Steel-Tier.

"Stop thinking so hard; it is not good for your small brain."

Said Yvraine cheekily as they finished hunting down another squad of the Human Brotherhood. Several squads of the Human Brotherhood were moving on the 1st Floor, as they had a lot of people here, but just like those they killed, all of them were weak.

"Orks are coming."

As Samiel wanted to say something back, he suddenly straightened up as he received the vision of one of his Undead that a large group of Orks was coming in their way. As a relatively skilled Necromancer, Samiel could see what his Undeads could see.

"How much?"

Even Yvraine became much more serious; if there was a large number of Orks coming, it would be complicated to deal with all of them, even if they had Samiel's Undeads at their disposal.

"Around 100, and at least thirty from there are Steel-Tier Orks, they are pursuing, and that is a surprise to several humans, who don't appear to be members of the Human Brotherhood."

He said with a laugh, even though the situation was bad, as Orks had large numbers and even their individual power was high. 100 Orks from which at least 30 were Steel-Tier was indeed above their capabilities, though only in a situation if they fought them head-on.

And that was something that Samiel didn't plan to do. He learned one thing from his time as a fugitive on Earth and his fights there. And that was that the honor on the battlefield is non-existent, and those who have it are usually killed as the first.

Thus he preferred to use deception, traps, and schemes to win his fights. If you can't win with brute force, then you need to fight through the other means to achieve victory, as in the end, only victory matters. Means to achieve that are secondary.

"We will fight them. With a bit of trap and schemes, we can deal with them... With my Necromancy and Black Magic, we can deal with their numbers, and our individual prowess is enough to dispose of their strongest. Additionally, Necromancers are best at the large-scaled battles, not? I dealt with bigger odds."

Yvraine nodded as this way they could dispose of a large group of Orks, and also Samiel could obtain a big number of Undead Creatures, which would further boost up his strength.

As he said that, he felt some sense of nostalgia. He still remembered the time when he was firstly pursued by several thousand soldiers of Russia. It was two years after he awoke as Necromcnaer and rampaged through eastern Europe due to a lack of supernatural factions there.

At one time, he was pursued by more than 5,000 elite soldiers and a mechanized brigade together with tens of Professionals that the authorities hired to deal with him because he was massacring tens of small villages, either for his Undead or as a sacrifice to his god. And Samiel, once encircled, used his Undead, strapped a ton of explosives on them, and detonated them as they encountered the pursuers.

From the entire mechanized bridge, thousands of soldiers, and tens of professionals, only a few people survived after the bombs exploded and took everybody to hell.

"We need to find a suitable place where we would lure and entrap them. Bast thing would be a narrow valley, where we can attack them from both sides, so they won't be able to escape, and I could keep attacking them with long-ranged Ice attacks from above and keep casting Black Magic on them."

Samiel knew that around five kilometers from their current position, there was a narrow valley where they could lure the Orks in and fight them to death there.

"Would you able to lure there the Orks?"

He questioned Yvraine.

"Leave that to me; you go and prepare the traps."

As we agreed on what to do, both of us went to carry out our task.

After half an hour, Samiel arrived at his destination, which was the narrow valley located in the nearby mountain range. This valley was the entrance to the Leambreonn Mountains, which were inhabited by Troll Tribes, something Samiel wanted to avoid, as these were Rock Troll.

Rock Trolls were a pretty nasty species where even the weakest Trolls were Bronze-Tiers, and all of them had absolutely terrifying defensive abilities. Meaning they were pretty hard to kill; fortunately for him, Rock Trolls lived deep within Leambronn Mountains, so he won't be encountering one of them here.

He started preparing the cursed zone.

This was an advanced method of using Black Magic he actually created by himself by reading fantasy novels. He was inspired by the creation of domains and other stuff. Surprisingly, Legendaries could achieve that, but he was too weak for that.

Thus Samiel created his own though weaker variation.

Cursed Zone.

It consisted in distributing cursed items with an astronomical amount of Black Magic and Curses into specifical shapes, which upon activation created a cursed zone and amplified the power of the Black Magic and Cruses on anyone who entered the Cursed Zone.

With this method, he managed to kill hundreds of people who were constantly pursuing him on Earth, be it police forces who were chasing him down as one of the most wanted serial mass-murderer of the 21st Century to the last remains of the supernatural factions that remained on Earth that wanted to capture him for breaking the status quo.

All who entered the Cursed Zone died with agonizingly slow death.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of finding suitable materials to create a Cursed Zone at the Tower, as even ordinary sticks and stones were saturated in mana, which was only beneficial for him.

After working on it for one hour, Samiel managed to create very good cursed items and started placing them into the shape of a pentagram through the entire valley.

[Your understanding of Black Magic and Curses has been deepened due to creating a new type of Cursed Zone.]

[Your proficiency with Black Magic has been increased by 4%.]

[Your proficiency with Necromancy Arts has been increased by 2%.]

Samiel saw the notifications from the Akashic Records before he dispersed them quickly as he summoned all of his Undeads and ordered them to hide around the valley, in places where they could make best ambushes at Orks and entrap them in the valley.

Meanwhile, as Samiel was preparing the trap, the battle was going on not far from his location.

Yvraine was running through the forest with her Jade Blades in her hands as she decapitated the last of the humans that the Orks were pursuing. It didn't take her a long time to find her target, as she soon found the humans that were pursued by the band of Ork Warriors and other greenskins that were with them, more specifically goblins.

,m Goblins were a race of small and numerous greenskins. They were one of the most common species across the entire cosmos, and their common mark was that they were very weak. Usually, the average goblin was 1 meter in height; they had flat faces, sloped back foreheads, broad noses, pointed ears, and small, sharp fangs. And their eyes varied in color from red to yellow.

In the greenskins hierarchy, goblins were at the bottom of the ladder and were usually treated as slaves by their larger and stronger cousins. Because of their weakness, Goblins were more intelligent and used cunnings to fight instead of strength which they lacked.

Yvraine looked around and saw only a few Goblins; that was good because even though the goblins were weak, they were even more numerous than Orks, as they multiplied faster than cockroaches.

She could see that the humans were ones who just started claiming the Tower, based on their clothing as it seemed pretty foreign, or more like very ordinary, without magic enchantments and a bit too scientific, so they were from some more technologically oriented world.

Though their technology was not that advanced, no the space-faring age, as they still lacked energy-based weaponry and so. Thus she concluded their technological level wouldn't be that high. Some civilizations like that were a pain in the ass to deal with.

As the Orks saw that an elven woman killed their prey before them, they all roared in absolute rage as they started pursuing Yvraine without a second thought, as she became their new prey.

Orks didn't think hard about anything and just wanted to kill someone who stole their kills, so they started pursuing her, unaware that they were heading into a trap. Even though some of the Goblins looked suspiciously at her, it remained only the suspicion, and even if not, it wouldn't really matter, as she had already pissed off Orks royally.

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