Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

"Quick, Aldred! Say the answer."

Aldred took a deep breath, hoping the answer was correct.

"Family."

The dice clicked, and all the apes turned to dust, except for some corpses who luckily or unluckily missed the Sky Splitting Strike.

The tall wall also sunk into the earth.

Everyone was drenched in sweat because of the heat. Thankfully, the temperature became normal soon after, and the fog disappeared.

"Thankfully you solved that riddle quick enough," Bartrem said. "Otherwise we would be dead from the lack of air."

Aldred nodded. The heat and steam made it hard for them to breathe. Even Aldred had a hard time breathing earlier.

And if he wanted to escape, he probably couldn't. The mountain prevented him from flying, and those who did not follow or understand its rule turned into dust.

That meant he had to keep playing according to the rule otherwise he would be dead. His mother would probably not let that happen though.

A creaking sound came from the side. The ground erected a small cave. The dice lit up, and the arrow pointed at the cave.

They all looked at each other.

"I will send my undead to scout ahead." Aldred summoned his undead and ordered them to enter the cave.

After that, Aldred looked at the ape corpses. "Bartrem, Mary, Mareona, do you guys think these apes are good enough to become my undead?"

Bartrem crossed his arms and thought for a second. "How many Silver Rank undead do you have?"

"Around 127."

Bartrem nodded. "Turn all these apes to undead. You don't need Silver Rank undead anymore. If there is a stronger beast, you can remove the weaker one."

"My undead capacity has increased since I level up. Now I can have 204 undead."

Maverick did not understand what level up meant, but he knew about undead capacity. What he did not expect was how the hell did this boy had 204 undead capacity. For all he knew, most necromancer only had 15-20 undead capacity.

An anomaly! This boy was an anomaly! A talent among talent! A prodigy among prodigy!

Maverick trembled in excitement. He started to not care about the treasure. If he could get Aldred to his side, that would be an absolute win. But what could buy Aldred's heart? This guy had everything from treasures to power.

And he still didn't know his background. Looking at the soldiers following him, he must be the son of a powerful noble.

Who could he be?

Aldred raised his hand. "Arise."

Glob of black mist engulfed the snow apes, and turned them all into undead.

All fifty of them stood beside the snow wolves.

"Brook, Crook. Both of you will lead this unit."

Aldred decided this because both of them were as large as the ape, and their body stature were similar as well.

"What should we call this unit?" Aldred asked.

"Let's call them snow apes infantry unit," Bartrem suggested.

"Good idea."

"If they work together with the snow wolves, your undead army can be a tough one to deal with," Mary said.

Maverick smiled bitterly. The undead had powerful regenerative ability, even ten of them could become troublesome, not to mention one hundred of them at once.

"I hope we can find more monsters to fit the undead army. A flying cavalry would be nice," Aldred said.

After they talked some more, Aldred checked on his undead and deemed the cave to be safe.

"I will still send the undead in front of us in case of traps and ambush."

Mary and Bartrem nodded, amazed at how Aldred had improved and grow.

They ducked and entered the cave through the small entrance. Though the entrance was small, the cave was fairly wide and expansive. His undead were marching at the front, looking around for anything suspicious.

They walked for hours, and yet led to nowhere else. They were still in the damp, wet, and dark cave.

Aldred combusted the ground into flames to light up the cave. A trail of fire followed him though it did not burn those who stepped on it.

That was the proof of his mastery over flames. He could manipulate its heat to a certain degree and amplify its brightness as well.

Suddenly, the undead found an old man, and they parted to let him see from a distance.

"Help me," the old man said weakly. "I haven't drink and eaten anything for 12 years."

Mira was about to step forward to help the old man until Aldred held her hand to stop her.

The boy pointed. "Fire Combustion."

The old man burst into flames, and he rolled around on the ground, screaming in pain.

"What are you doing, Aldred?!" Mira couldn't believe what the boy had done.

The old man stopped moving. His corpses still burning in flame.

"That was obviously a trap," Aldred said. "He hadn't eaten and drink anything for 12 years? How could someone live with that condition?"

Mira frowned and realized what the boy said was true. She didn't think much about what the old man said earlier and simply wanted to help him.

"We have to be careful, Mira."

Mira nodded. "You are correct, Aldred. I am sorry."

"You don't have to apologize." The boy smiled.

They continued their way into the cave.

Suddenly, monster came into view. Aldred already expected monsters to attack them. But what he didn't expect was…

The monsters were gigantic centipede.

"HII!" Aldred felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He freaking hated centipede with their squirming legs and body. They looked so disgusting in his eyes.

"KIll them! Kill them all!" Aldred shouted. "You know what. I'll do it myself."

"Sky Splitting Strike." A powerful blinding beam burst forth, filling up the cave, and destroyed everything in its path.

Even the undead was killed. They could only cry when their master destroyed their bodies to dust.

Aldred couldn't give a damn thing about his undead. The centipedes were too disgusting and he had to kill them all.

"Aldred, there's more coming out of the wall."

"FUCK! SKY SPLITTING STRIKE!"