Hero of Darkness

The wolfkin named Logan who had yellow fur and razor-sharp claws now stood up and looked at Loki, the mage adorned in black robes. The human in front of him was a peak grandmaster mage!

Peak Grandmasters were existences that could kill one thousand people with their strength and capabilities. And the one in front of him was actually a mage as well. They had many offensive skills that could kill hundreds of enemies with a single spell.

Before the mage revealed his aura, Logan hadn't even managed to sense it.

He quickly bowed in respect towards the mage and asked in an obedient tone. Offending this powerhouse with improper behavior would spell his ultimate death.

"May I ask what exactly do you want, sir? I don't think anyone of your grand stature would pay this hefty amount for having just one or two tombs of top powerful figures ransacked." he said, trying to see the silver-haired mage's reaction.

"I see that I came to meet the right person. And I presume I'm not the only one you've made such deals with." replied Loki in his calm yet eerie tone that would give shivers to anyone who heard it.

"What I want isn't to rob the belongings or any wealth buried in the tombs.. But a steady supply of recently buried bodies and old skeletons. If you can provide me with that.. The 10 million are yours." said Loki.

"Really?.. You're not joking, right? I mean sir.." asked the wolfkin hurriedly.

"You deliver, I pay. Simple as that. And I don't think I need to remind you if you decide to leak any info or try to scam me." spoke Loki with a benign smile.

"Yes sir! I understand! How many do you need?" asked the fear-stricken wolf after the subtle warning from the mage.

"Five hundred a week. Plus I want fresh corpses that were recently buried as well. Can you do that?"

"Five hundred.. That's just too much. It will attract too much attention." replied Logan.

"Oh please. I know how much you earn annually. Even if you were to bribe all the other guards and people who work this second job for you, you would still make more than a hundred times what you earn normally.

If you can't even manage that much, then maybe I should go somewhere else." said Loki and pulled back the space ring that was on the table.

"No, wait! I'll do it! Just give me some time before I get the first batch of hundred bodies ready." said Logan haphazardly.

This was like a goose laying golden eggs for him. Even normally, he would get a million at best from the top forces who had peculiar tastes and things to do with dead bodies.

Some wanted them for research while some people wanted to harvest the cores left in them. And some even had weird and inexplicable fetishes with corpses.

So this wasn't something new to him after working for a decade in this job.

"Good. I will come two days later at the same time." said Loki and discussed a few more details and plans about the means of transport and how to quietly get the job done.

Neither party wanted any trouble and attention towards their deal so everything was to be thought out before they even began.

Loki stood up after their discussion and decided to leave. But just as he was close to the door..

He quickly released and directed all of his aura at Logan again as he spoke with a deathly voice.

"Do not disappoint me. Because I don't like failures and neither do I show any mercy. Do you understand me?" warned Loki.

Logan, whose body was frozen under this heavy and insurmountable aura filled with bloodlust barely managed to muster all his strength and nodded in response.

Instead of bothering to reply, Loki's figure suddenly disappeared as if the mage was never present here in the first place.

Logan dropped on his knees, breathing heavily. The opportunity he got just now also came with a big risk. But the rewards were 100 times more than he could ever imagine.

So he had no thoughts of scamming the mage.

Little did the wolfkin know, that at this very moment, there were dozens of Kahn's assassin subordinates hidden in his shadow.

Loki had already taken precautions before coming here and left his fellow subordinates who were ordered to kill Logan in case he reveals this deal to anyone he shouldn't have or tried to betray him.

He was just as cautious as Kahn after knowing the recent happenings in the past couple of months when he was still absorbing the cores.

TEN DAYS LATER

Ceril was doing his daily conduct of experiments on the rotten and bloodied corpse while creating more undead soldiers in the meantime.

Recently, he was making many improvements in his skills and now, he could easily summon more than a hundred undeads with a single attempt.

And because of his unique class as a Necromancer, he was getting more stronger and powerful with the increase in the numbers of his own soldiers.

And in just 10 days of tiresome experimentation and mixing suitable bodies together, he now possessed hundred beginner rank skeleton soldiers.

This small army was more than enough to kill 2 peak master ranks beings.

"Day 17, Log 32.

I have finally figured it out! After experimenting with over 800 bodies, I have finally found a way to create stronger and variant versions of undeads even with different species and bloodlines.

Thanks to all the samples I received recently, I noticed that the most important factor to mix different species and their body parts together isn't just the mana structure.

But also their respective body's affinity with elements.

The reason why previous attempts failed was because I was mixing them without considering this aspect of their physical compatibility.

Now I have finally found a way to create my own warriors… my own version of.." wrote Ceril and took a pause as he spoke the final words with a sinister and maniacal smile on his face.

"Grandmasters!"