Chapter 144: Tank
Alnor, who had remained silent until then, looked up and said, "First step..."
His voice was weak but precise. He proposed an escape corridor that automatically connected with Zheren’s power line and Harur’s fast unit. All five stopped and looked into his eye sockets, where a faint flicker of astonishment flashed.
"Excellent," Steward praised him, with the first genuine smile on both of his heads.
"This is the moment when we make no mistake: you have managed to connect your strengths into one complex plan. This will be the foundation of your tactics until the end of the war."
Under the starry sky, where only the cruel cut of the wind’s whisper intertwined with the voice of drawn strategies, the five unfeeling undead understood that they were no longer just soulless bodies under command, but the first stones on the path to a true army of the Black Devil.
Itai, meanwhile, sat on a rock a few meters away. He was thinking that he might also ask Steward for a strategy lesson—he already knew some basics and tactics since he had attended Mind Range at the Academy. But he still believed he had a lot to learn.
In any case, he left the role of general to Steward, since it was far more important for his commanders to know how to lead than for him—Itai was responsible only for animating and resurrecting as long as he had mana. Of course, in the future, he wanted to take on a different position, since animating and resurrecting consumed only his mana and not his brain, which remained free.
An hour passed, but Flain remained in Dimension X. He decided that in an area with this level of mana density, it wouldn’t be worth training for EXP, since it would only give him 150 EXP per hour. In the Empire of Light, he earned 500 EXP due to the enormous mana density, and at the Academy, 580 EXP due to the mana density and Nitram. So for Flain, instead of 150 EXP per hour, it was far more worthwhile to continue creating his spell, which doubled his progress.
The spell Flain was creating would already be quite useful from the start, but above all, it had great potential for the future.
Two days passed, and just as Flain had estimated, Itai resurrected all the bandits and saved enough mana to also resurrect the Head Bandit. The zombies ate only meat, not bones, so all the bandits could be resurrected without any problem. Meanwhile, Flain continued crafting his spell, and Itai trained his brain.