Chapter 8

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

When York finally arrived at the source of the sound, he was stunned by the scene before him.

He saw hundreds of undead creatures fighting each other in an open space.

But that was not the most shocking thing.

Instead, there were thousands of dark stones scattered all over the small arena!

York was very familiar with this kind of dark stone.

In the first three months of his transmigration to this world, he spent most of his time digging these strange black stones.

However, he had never seen so many dark stones before. It was almost equivalent to all the harvests he had obtained in the first level of the catacombs for the past three months.

This kind of dark stone only existed in places with extremely rich undead aura and was very rare. To undead creatures, it was like a treasure.

“Found the treasure.”

With the death energy provided by these dark stones, York believed that he could survive this ordeal even without the blueberry fruit.

However, the other undead creatures were all here to fight for these dark stones.

His health was already at a critical level. If he rushed out now, he would undoubtedly die.

York hid far away and paid attention to his HP while observing the surroundings.

After a while of accumulation, York’s Corrosive Resistance had reached 15%. Thanks to the increase in resistance, York was only losing 4 HP per minute now.

Including the 1 HP recovery every minute, he only lost 3 health every minute.

He still had around 40 HP left.

He could still wait another ten minutes!

The undead on the battlefield were mainly Skeletons, Evil Spirits, and some Rotten Zombies.

Undead creatures were mostly greedy by nature. Even though there were many dark stones in the field, no undead were willing to share them with anyone, and they did not hesitate to attack their own kind.

These ferocious undead without much humanity became even crazier under the stimulation of the rich death energy.

The Skeleton monsters brandished the bone weapons in their hands. Whenever they saw someone they were unhappy with, they would raise their knives and slash them. The Rotten Zombies used their claws and fangs to eat anything that could be grabbed in their hands. The Evil Spirits used the most vicious incantations to curse all the creatures they fought over.

Ten minutes later, some of the weaker undead in the field were already dead, and the rest were all high-level undead above level 15.

After a few minutes, the number of undead would be reduced by at least half.

But York could not wait any longer.

He only had 10 HP left, so he had to absorb the dark stones to recover his HP.

Boom!

A huge fireball flew out of the darkness, illuminating the dark underground world.

A Skeleton Swordsman who was fighting a Rotten Zombie was hit by a fireball and flew several meters away, dying on the spot.

The Rotten Zombie had a sinister smile on his face. He was extremely excited as he looked at the wretched appearance of that despicable fellow.

Just as he was about to rush forward and continue his attack, another fireball instantly blasted him into smithereens.

York suddenly appeared like the God of War slaughtering all the undead.

York’s Intelligence was already more than 30 points. Even undead creatures above Level 15 could be killed instantly if they had half their HP remaining.

At this time, there were more than 30 undead left on the battlefield, and no one was willing to share their gains with others. Everyone except themselves were enemies!

York didn’t choose to charge at the other undead creatures. He had too little HP, and any slight damage was enough to take his life.

He cautiously wandered outside the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to find some low HP undead and snipe them from afar.

York’s strategy was very successful. In just a minute, the number of undead on the battlefield had dropped to more than ten.

After about two minutes, York glanced at his remaining 3 HP and made up his mind. He dashed to the center of the battlefield.

He needed a dark stone to recover his health first.

As soon as York entered the battlefield, a few undead discovered this cunning fellow.

Boom!

A fireball shot straight at him, but York quickly lunged to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Boom!

Boom!

A few more fireballs brushed past York. There were at least three Skeleton Mages on the battlefield who had their eyes on York. In the distance, a few zombies rushed over.

They would spare no effort to kill anyone who wanted to get their hands on the dark stone.

“Damn it.”

York had no choice but to retreat from the battlefield. His HP was too low.

“Could it be that I really have to stop here?”

York was anxious, but he did not lose his mind.

His brain worked quickly. After looking around, he stared at the corpse of a Skeleton Swordsman.

“I can only take a gamble.”

Without any hesitation, York rushed to the skeleton and placed his hand on it.

[Devour] talent activated.

Every attribute in The New Age had its uses.

Strength: Increases attack power and toughness.

Intelligence: Increases magic damage and magic power.

Agility: Increases attack speed and movement speed.

Constitution: Increases defense and health.

In other words, as long as York absorbed the bone essence and obtained Constitution points, he could increase his total HP..