Chapter 101: The End of the Slums?

Chapter 101: The End of the Slums?

Currently, I am facing a huge problem. I need to kill a lot of people, and for that, I need a big army of undead. But my zombies can even approach my current location, or they will be killed. My spirits are stuck in the outer part of the city, meaning the information I gather thanks to them is near none. Oslo has gone blind past the second wall and my magicians are running low on mana because they have to stay under the magic shield. Good news? My Chosen literally don't care about anything, and since I am partially the Hero of Aria, I don't care either. Because, apparently, if my undead and myself were not affiliated to Aria, we wouldn't even have breached the first wall. I mean, that's what Oslo said.

(And I repeat it, it is the reason why this city was spared by the ratmen. They focused on the dwarves, the Tomb Kings, the elves and all the other races, but not the city of the humans. Because, Aria is still in charge, so they can destroy her Hero when he is away, they can ambush her army when she is inside a forest, but they can't directly threaten the capital. Because of what you experiment right now, only when the god is truly weak can a foreign attack succeed. But if you manage to get rid of all the allies of the humans, you can just patiently wait, harass a little each day, and in a few years, do enough damage to crush the rest of the kingdom. And like I said, she is a newly god, otherwise, the humans would have better technologies.) New novel chapters are published on

Yes, that's weird, the dwarves clearly possess some explosives, and the ratmen have managed to create some machine gun fuelled with monster cores. But except for the vials of cures and some basic chemistry, there is no electricity, no steam fuelled machines.

(Yes, that's because it is her second world if I remember. Can be wrong, but not more than five I think. Me for example, I have the knowledge of the creation of nuclear weapons, but there is nothing useful on Forslo, except tons of magic gems. So that means, I will try to develop my planet in a magical way. Aria doesn't have that, so she can only rely on her believers to make some progress, like trade with the dwarves to increase her intelligence. That's what everyone does, you can be sure that to create something, you ask either a dwarf if you want it rock solid, or a goblin if you want to do a maximum of damage. But in this planet, I don't remember have heard a great goblin empire. A shame, truly, because just some gold and you can buy whatever you want.)

Well, I don't really have gold on me, but at least I know that I won't have to fear anything lethal, like a sniper rifle, capable of killing me without me seeing it.

(You have to watch out for the ratmen rifles, they are deadly.)

I carefully spread my Chosen in front of me and the magicians, but remain at more than five hundred meters from the wall. I don't know the range of some of the higher spells, but that should be enough for my skeletons to react and cast more magic shields if necessary. As for my warriors, their armors and speed are enough to resist and dodge anything that is thrown at them. I spread all my false shadows around me, and I am not in the middle. That would be a stupid move, create some illusions, but stay in the middle, where it is the most protected location. Because that's where someone would try his luck.

We stay like that for what, one minute I think. I can't get close, and I don't want to spend some mana. But seeing no movements, I have to do something. I throw an orb of plague, since it will not melt the precious blood in their veins, and at the same time, it is still an attack. They are baffled by the transparent orb flying toward them, that explodes on the head of a sturdy man. He barely is stunned by that, and even if nothing comes out of my spell, I know that it is working.

But the criminals think it was failed, they are even laughing about it. Cursing me, mocking me, saying that I am an incompetent magician, that my spells can't even stun one of them. Even if they know that the capital is protected by a lot of blessings, they can't be that stupid, to think that it can totally cancel a spell? Because I watch the priests on the ramparts getting alarmed by my action, but they are still too far to save those stupid humans.

After waiting for a dozen minutes, I see the first victim. A feeble woman, wearing colorful clothes, probably not the regular fighter that they were hoping. I can see her grunt, throw up a dark blood, meaning that my plague, without the intervention of the priests, is still deadly. At this sight, the previous smiles on their pitiful faces are gone, replaced by sheer terror. They understand what I did, it only took them far too much time.

Everyone, understanding that only the priests can save them, charges at me. Killing me means the door is open, means the priests can get reached. Actually, I think that even if they kill me, they will still die, without the door getting opened. But that's my opinion. My Chosen are a wall of steel and bones, not letting anyone goes through. Countless bodies are laying around them, with more and more coming. At the same time, I absorb all the blood and keep creating new skeleton magicians. That allows my skeleton warriors to crush the empty shell of the human body, turning it into ashes. That way, they are obstructed by a mountain of corpses, and that allows the bandits to still come easily in range of their axes.

When everyone is cut into pieces or dying to my plague in the back, silence reign once more.