After the battle was over, Aldred told his golems to bring the captured bugbears to his castle.
The magicians were escorted to the throne room. Walking through the hallway with a lot of golems by their side, the magicians looked frightened as their feet approached the gate.
When they arrived in front of the tall black gate, the golems pushed it open, and revealed a grand throne hall, with dozens of hideous undead standing on the side.
The magicians trembled in fear when they saw this, and when their eyes fell upon the man on the throne, their legs wobbled about to fall.
Aldred was in his demon form. A pair of black horns on his forehead, and deep black eyes that seemed to stare directly to their soul.
On his lap, seated Zafrina and Ivette. These two beautiful girls made him look more overbearing in the magician's eyes.
Not to mention there were more beautiful girls standing beside the throne.
"Which one of you is the leader?" Aldred asked.
Before they could reply, Milet stomped the ground with his spear. "The Lord is asking you! Answer him!"
Milet was the spearman that Aldred had killed and turned into undead before. He was also the first Gold Rank undead that Aldred had.
As he got stronger, his undead form became even scarier.
The old magician trembled and bowed. "I am the leader of this unit, lord. My name is Gark."
"Gark, do you want to die?"
"Eh?" Gark trembled. "Of course not, my lord."
"Do you want to live for eternity?"
Gark was confused. What kind of question was this? But he had to answer quickly or he might be punished.
"I do, my lord. I believe everyone wants to live for eternity."
"Then I shall grant you eternity." Aldred waved his hand, and a fighter golems quickly beheaded the Gark's head.
The other bugbears gasped in shock. They were sure they would be killed next.
"Arise," Aldred said.
Suddenly, black mist engulfed Gark's corpse, and he stepped out from the mist in his undead form.
The bugbears gawked as they watched Gark knelt on one knee.
"Master, I am at your service."
Only now did they realize that Gark had been turned into an undead.
Then that meant… the man on the throne wasn't only a golem master, but also a necromancer!
"Lord," one of the bugbears called. "You are powerful and mighty, but you are merely a Gold Rank. Turning a bugbear into an undead is a big taboo in our race. If you don't release Gark of his eternal slavery, you will be hunted by a Platinum Rank of our race!"
"Is that true?" Aldred asked Zafrina.
Zafrina nodded. "Bugbears greatly honored their warriors, especially after their death. They believed the corpse of a warrior must stay on the battlefield. Not walking around like undead."
"I see." Aldred wasn't scared of Platinum Rank. He had defeated one before in the dungeon, and he believed that Behemoth was much stronger than ordinary Platinum Rank.
Not to mention that his skill was designed to defeat stronger opponents, and combined with his completed Golden Battle Gear, he was sure he could win against one Platinum Rank.
But he didn't want to take unnecessary risks.
"If that is the case, instead of turning him into undead, I will revive him." Aldred turned Gark to his real form.
This made it seem like Gark was revived.
The bugbear gasped in shock once again. "My lord, can you really revive a dead man?"
Milet stomped the floor with his spear again. "How dare you question my lord's ability. All of you should be killed!"
"Calm down, Milet. Yes, I can revive a dead person."
That was of course a lie.
But they all believed it.
"In that case, why do you summon us to your throne hall, my lord?"
"I am interested in your spell. Red Rain. I like that name. Give me the skill book, and I will let you go."
"The skill book is in my hand, my lord," Gark said.
He slowly walked forward and handed the skill book to him.
It was made out of leather, and slightly ripped and torn, but that was fine.
Aldred opened the book.
[You have learned a new skill 'Red Rain']
[Congratulations. You have learned a pseudo-legendary skill for the first time. All skill mastery increased by 20%]
[Red Rain]
An effort to try to copy the god, a powerful magician created this skill, but compared to the real one, this spell was dust in comparison.
This skill lets you cast a judgement of hell upon your enemy. The fiery spears of hell shall be cast from the sky.
-This skill can damage the soul of the enemy
-This skill can disable the spell of the enemy
"It's a fire elemental spell," Aldred said.
"Let me warn you something, my lord. Using this spell will deplete all of your mana and possibly your life force. This is why we can only use it with other magicians. And even then, the majority of our mana is already depleted."
"So that's why you ran out of mana so quickly."
"Well, since I got what I wanted, all of you can be dismissed."
"Yes, my lord." All of them left immediately.
Aldred smiled when the gate closed with a thud. He caressed Zafrina as she lay on his chest beside Ivette. He then gently pulled Ivette to his chest, and caressed her head as well.
"I am bored of letting my golems do the job. We're going to attack Folineley after this."
"Are you going to conquer all the front line cities?" Zafrina asked.
"No. I don't want to anger the bugbear. I will only take Folineley, and that's it."
"What do we do afterwards?"
"I will bring you home first, and then begin my journey again."
Zafrina raised an eyebrow." Begin your journey… you mean?"
"Yes." Aldred summoned his astrolabe, and it floated in the air with a mystical green aura. It then formed a green arrow that pointed towards the south.
"The astrolabe has been activated. The treasure hunt will begin."
