Tristan and Oliver looked around as they were on a small transport vehicle piloted by Techno and his own personal AI. The vehicle is the result of the same building block machines that he had moved during the battle against Time Tempest but it was a passive mode.
What was surprising is that it possessed cloaking technology, the kind that you would see in movies where a ship would be completely invisible on the outside.
“Sir, why is it that we aren’t going with the other heroic course students to learn during internship?” Oliver asked.
“It is admirable that you both want to do that but sadly you don’t have time for that. After the several preliminary tests with the specialized life force sensor I had used, I sent the data and some basic ideas for machines to transport life force into a digital setting and we are going to try it out. Did you prepare the new digital spawn chip?” He asked.
“Yes sir.” Tristan said and took out a small chip and handed it over and he nodded while taking it.
“Um…” A timid voice behind them called out, “Why am I here?” Zack asked.
“You are the only source of free accessible life force without requiring the mass murder of life force users and using some kind of machine to rip it out of their bodies. Don’t worry, we aren’t doing anything extreme.” He said.
The three felt their hearts in their throat when they heard him. The more they interacted, the more the rumors of him being a mad scientist made sense. No matter how much ‘good’ his countless inventions did to modern society, his personality was extremely eccentric.
Of course, Techno noticed and grinned as he turned around. In truth, if he was truly serious about a subject, the real him came out and he would be silent and calculating like a machine until he stopped to rest or go obtain something. He just enjoyed the reaction to this particular personality.
“Um… sir, is it safe to use the chip separated from the main AI?” Oliver asked.
“It’s fine. I've actually tested it. What we are planning now is the small node links technology she has provided to me and that I've upgraded and then forced her to acknowledge the requirement of virus filters and proper core programming cores.” he said.
“Huh?” the twins said.
“What core?” Zack asked.
Techno turned around at the question. “You all are aware how I explained that the AI said that this entire ability is based basically on digimon.” He said.
“Right, you did say that confirming it.” Oliver said, remembering the private conversation the twins had with him.
Zack was surprised though.
“Right, for digimon they possess what is called a Digital core. It is, in essence, their core data, spoken in the more spiritual sense, it is where their soul exists. At the same time, after some designing the AI was able to design a failsafe to prevent a huge life force concentration in which the life essence of each spawn will primarily be stored in their digital core. That way those that will survive in the digital world and form a proper ecosystem will be able to obtain, just like animals, only a small bit from battle and consuming the expressed data of a spawn while the core will be transported somewhere in the eventual digital world as an egg like those that appear when the sister of these twins spawns her specific spawn. This way there will never be either a data or a life force singularity. Even then it isn’t completely foolproof but that is where long term planning and implementation of growth strategies come into play.” he said.
Zack just scratched his head but nodded more or less.
“You didn’t get half of that did you?” Techno asked.
“I got… part of it. You made a nucleus so that the spawns don’t do as when Tristan creates them where thousands of tiny data fragments fight to be the main core.” Zack said.
“That is quite dumbed down but yes.” Techno said.
“Right… so my part in this is the life force?” He asked.
“First off we are going to see if we can digitalize life force. The target is the farm of this chip.” he said holding up the chip Tristan had handed over.
Like that they continued on until they reached a research facility and the ship landed and decloaked before opening up for them.
Techno’s chair changed into a hovering chair while the three walked behind it and followed along until they reached a large room with several dozen machines and among them was a sleek white metal pillar that was roughly 3 meters tall.
“Is that the pillar you talked about?” Oliver asked.
“Yes, this is the Mark 1 Secondary Node Link pillar. It has a 200 meter collection radius where it connects to every node that Tristan can see and funnels all the data into this singular node before it undergoes a process of copy and return. Basically this little pillar copies data like the farm app does but at a greatly accelerated speed.” he said.
“Secondary… Does that mean there is a primary node link?” Zack asked.
“Yes but to build the primary one, you need to build a system of secondary ones to cover basically all corners of a city. Once the network is built, a single primary tower is built in the city to gather all the gathering data of the secondary pillars into the primary one which will then connect to the super computer to finally deposit the gathered data. Ironically, this also acts as a signal amplifier, aka internet tower. Every node it connects to becomes part of its network so in a sense, if we perfect this technology and build it throughout the world that we can effectively make a unified world network.” he said. “Sure it will put a number of internet providers out of business but who needs the crappy internet we have today anyways. I've had to build my own satellite system just so I have uninterrupted network feed.” He said getting irritated at the fact.
The three swallowed hard as they suddenly realized the ‘depth’ that this power would take them.
“Alright, now to build the tower’s farm.” Techno said as his temperament changed for the better and his chair rocketed to the tower and he took out the chip.
The three didn’t know what to do and just waited. He opened a small opening and the chip morphed and connected perfectly before the pillar started to come to life.
“Come on.” Techno said as he flew off to one of the surrounding computers and they walked over as his machines began to work at his mental commands.
“What is going on?” Zack asked.
“I’m following the installation process of the farm into the secondary pillar. Supposedly, each pillar is supposed to have a single farm which will connect to the countless other secondary pillars that have their own farms and when it all connects to the primary pillar, it creates a ‘server’ where all the unique farms become one giant piece of land. If life force is properly pumping through it then the network would be able to properly form its own life forms with little prompting from Tristan.” He said.
After a while he pulled the tires out. “Okay it’s done, there is a tiny farm and a tiny life form but now is the big test. Oliver, stand on that flat platform right next to the pillar. It is connected to the pillar’s systems and is what you will use to digitalize. Try and aim for complete digitalization and not halfway like you used to do.” Techno said pointing to the specific place.
He looked and swallowed hard before walking over and then the lights started to dim and many machines began to start up including the platform itself. Even overhead and along many of the wires it was the same so it was quite overwhelming, like he was a guinea pig.
“Alright, all the sensors and readers are prepared. Please proceed!” Techno said.
He nodded and breathed in before touching the platform and closed his eyes, “Calm down, this is your entire body but that is fine, the feeling is still the same, you’ve done this on the computer.” he told himself as his body began to shimmer like a computer screen that was start to form static before his body turned into bytes of data and broke apart before entering the platform.
“Wha!” Techno muttered as he had assumed he would turn into life force like how the summoners did when they merged but he actually turned into data while his life force was the primary element of fueling the process.
After a moment, Oliver opened his eyes to find himself inside the platform's digital space and he saw many different openings. He had seen many of these many times on his computer before he achieved his current capacity but had always avoided it because he feared that he would get lost.
That said, he was thankful that every massive channel headed to the pillar while below he saw many different things that went to other places and a world of data and energy all over to build the machine.
“Focus.” He said slapping himself and firmed himself, he controlled his body as always in this form and rushed forward. What he didn’t expect is that his body would form a static data coat and his body would assume a more digital form as if his own skin wasn’t rendering properly and his body was producing friction as he moved.
Still he went into any of the big wires and continued down until he saw a massive barrier but he knew these were scanners and was right as he just passed right through.
There were dozens of these along the entire thing and each time he would feel it scanning until the very last where he entered into a new machine. He felt it because the internal space was infinitely bigger. Looking up, he saw a massive sky blue space and within this place was a dot sized piece of land far above.
He flew up and soon felt the resistance of this ‘circle’ almost like how the atmosphere acted but he soon surpassed it and entered the area and his body was covered in a light as he shot up and came down on the small farm.
It instantly expanded and formed a small house for him like the one he had used to raise his first Specs unit.
He looked around and smiled as he felt the interface of the app become accessible and he instantly interfaced with it and finally snapped his finger and brought up a screen showing the monitor it was being viewed from.
“Hey guys, I've arrived!” he said through the floating screen
“That’s good, the readings from the scanners and the platform are shocking to say the least.” Techno said from the side.
“Did something happen?” Oliver asked.
Techno appeared, “Well, from the looks of the scanners that are almost at the point of being fried, your full digital form is quite the big data pack. I'm switching out the wire for something more heavy duty but even what we already got is quite invaluable. The return trip should be even better, just give me about… an hour to redesign the scanners and then you can return.” He said.
“An hour?!” he said.
“Don’t worry, you can spend some time with the spawn while you wait.” Techno said and went off leaving the others to smile weakly at Oliver and after an awkward silence, Tristan coughed, “Right, let’s try and make the most of this.” he said, forcing a laugh to break the awkwardness.
Oliver rolled his eyes before looking around and looking at the fearful little newborn and kneeling down and just calling it quietly until it came over.
***
Inside of a hover bus, having left Richmond and gotten on the highway, the bus Milo was on eventually reached a special road where it shifted. Technology created and sold by Techno, the bus changed from a two floor land vehicle into a one floor air ship and after roughly 3 hours of flight, twice as fast as 21st century airplane rides from Richmond to Mexico city, the air ship flew over mexico where the land was tainted with a black mist.
This was a place where the land of the living met the land of the dead. It was also the site of the infamous ‘war’ that took place against the super villain, Tartarus. Far from it being a 1v1, it was a war limited purely to 1v2 where Blue Phoenix and Vincent Death were the only ones that could even approach the toxic being.
One, the symbol of ever burning life, the other, the symbol of living death. Even Chasm Might could not approach because the toxic energy of death would have attacked his body, slowly eroding his life and would have led him to death’s embrace.
Shockingly, the uphill battle had ended up in favor of the heroes after Blue Phoenix created an opening forcefully for Vincent to produce a normally fatal wound.
The result, however, wasn’t what they had hoped. Tartarus was known for having both World power and Death energy and using both, even if it surpassed his condition at the time, he did something thought impossible and tore the fabric of space itself into the nether realm and rushed in leaving the tear in space itself.
The result was a spill of undead into earth and a never ending cloud of invading death energy.
This land became a land of death that only Vincent death could act upon. In fact, it became a training ground for him and anyone with resistance to death energy. With the advent of the Gamer space and the necromancer class, not only necromancers but bone warriors as well.
What did this mean, it meant that now there were great numbers of people who grew stronger on death energy, on controlling undead or even on manipulating bones itself.
Bone warriors were not just fighters, there were naturally people with far weaker control and some could not change their bodies or living beings but they could manipulate undead or loose bone.
From the tear, it was common that surges happened which caused netherworld bones to flood the land and now these people, funded by Vincent himself, could enter this mist.
As they pushed through the mist, soon they saw it, a city made of molded bone. A familiar giant dragon sitting upon a massive tower just like how Bargo described any Netherworld city, it was Vincent death’s own Skeleton dragon and it wrapped the tower with its mighty length.
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The damage it had received had long healed and over the last year this place had become the gathering place of anyone with bone manipulation powers.
The ship flew down and one of the gates opened and sticking out was a long white road of molded bone long enough to hold several such vehicles and it slowly shifted back into its bus form.
The bus did not stop as it changed and landed but it did nothing to hide Vincent’s immense power.
On both sides of the massive walls, giant skeleton knights stood silent, in pitch black bone armor while all around, little life existed but as they crossed the gate, the sights changed into a vibrant city. Lights were everywhere and life in the city was amazing.
“Woah, this place is amazing! Despite how lifeless the land is, there is so much life in the city!” one of the students exclaimed.
A teacher stood up with a smile, “Welcome to Necropolis, the one and only city where undead actively exist outside the control of a human.” the teacher said.
Milo looked interested but he looked up and found the not so subtle breach in the very space of the world.
“Amazing, for Vincent Death and Blue Phoenix to be able to fatally injure something so powerful that they can rip a hole through an entire dimension.” He said.
His voice was quiet but it was still heard and his words soon spread.
“Sir, what exactly are we here to learn about?” one of the students.
“You will learn soon enough.” the teacher said and sat down.
They got excited while Milo was constantly trying to sense the feeling of this place and the death energy in the area. It felt very irritating while he also sensed the people using it.
“I’m not mistaken… When I sensed Vincent Death using his power, it really was spiritual energy and Death energy merged. The feeling of both energies in his fused Death mana was clear. Mental energy has no play in this.” he thought.
From the time he had witnessed the peak of necromancy using the power of death, he had been wondering why the necromancers constantly said mental energy was usable as well to make Death mana.
After a while, he realized that they simply regarded spiritual energy as mental energy. The only difference is that it came from the souls of undead or ghosts. He had actually asked Shoji, several times since then, to lightly run his psychic energy over his body and he was sure that the feeling was different. In fact, he had looked for students of the 9th grade that joined the club and had mental energy and tried to feel the same thing and the spiritual energy he gets from the feedback was definitely different from mental energy.
Soon they reached the front central castle and the bus stopped and they were slowly allowed out to feel the true feeling of the outside.
Milo frowned as he felt his skin crawl but only he felt that. Others felt like they were in a paradise for necromancers and as everyone walked out, he saw some bone warriors activate their powers.
One of them formed a twisted bone over his arm like a large spear.
“Woah! This is amazing! I've never been able to access so much strength!” one of them said.
“Hey! Stop fooling around, Sir Vincent is waiting!” the teacher said.
Mentioning the name of the hero himself, everyone stopped fooling around. Milo looked around like he was feeling the stares of something before looking up but couldn’t identify anything else so he just followed along.
They were permitted through but not before they passed a legion of death knights, making them all feel sick to their stomach at the oppressive feeling before finally entering the main castle.
The castle was completely void of death energy and sitting at the back was the main cause. Vincent death sat on his throne of bones just like the first time he had appeared and looking at the students, a very faint look of joy flashed through his eyes and a momentary smile appeared on his face before he returned to his stoic appearance.
“Sir Vincent, the Necromancy students of the Hero’s academy, every student has the basic affinities and resistances as well as the fully unlocked potential of the perfected human meridian systems, even the heart despite its lack of usage.” he said.
“Good, do not judge something’s usefulness at face value. The gamer system prioritized the creation of this for a reason and it is the system that provokes the greatest potential growth.” he said and looked at the children. “The seeds are young but promising, welcome to Necropolis, what was once just my personal castle has finally opened for settlement once more.” he said.
“Sir, do you plan to repopulate the entire central american area affected by death energy with bone warriors and necromancers?!” one of the students asked, excited.
“Our job is not to recolonize lost land. Our purpose here is to utilize the power that Tartarus improperly released into this world and seal this tear in the very fabric of our world’s space.” He said.
The students began to murmur and Milo could hear clearly what they were saying.
“Why would he want to do that? This is basically a private nation for necromancers who were always outcasts.”
Of course, if Milo can hear the whispers then a hero can naturally hear them.
“It is not about making a private nation, I don’t need further stress. Necromancy is but an art form, the practice and perfection of this art is all that is needed. A living world like earth does not need the invasion of forces of death like this tear. It will inevitably bring ruin to the entire world. Do not look down on the forces of the Nether world, because no life exists any longer here, little news also spreads but for the last 8 years, I've been killing undead that have invaded through the breach on par with even my Val’ric. I've been forced to bring out my full power dozens of times, if I was not a bottleneck, these calamities would have long since run amuck through earth raining death and leaving only barren wastelands no different from what you witnessed beyond the walls of this city.” he said, serious and making sure to get a point across.
This time Milo spoke up, “Sir, besides training in such a rich location, what is the point of our internship in this place?” Milo asked.
“Your job is going to be to work in squads to decimate incoming undead. The undead that can arrive safely are at the very least vigilante, the weakest are fully armored skeleton soldiers while the most numerous come in the form of hordes upon hordes of zombies.” he said. “Beyond that, you are all free to capture and bind the undead and turn them into pawns that you will experiment and improve. Your newly born connection to the nether realm is a requirement to control undead and in return, by making them stronger, you will gain strength from it. This class that everyone possesses stems from his ability.” Vincent pointed at Milo.
“Sir… I don’t believe anyone possesses the undead biology I possess.” He said.
“Indeed but there is no need for it, that is unique to your own ability, others also possess differences to yourself so there is no worry, what is important is that all necromancers learn to properly use the connection while bone warriors should learn as well to extract power from the undead to eventually produce death mana as well.” He said. “Each student has a separate accommodation ready throughout the city. Be ready because starting tomorrow, you will patrol in squads, depending on your strength or the strength of your undead.” he said.
Like that he gave a wave and the teachers bowed and guided the students out.
Although Milo wanted to ask what the feeling of peering eyes were, he didn’t get a chance. When he returned outside where the death force existed, he felt that crawling again and couldn’t feel calm. Even when he arrived at a rather nice villa, he felt like he was being watched until he finally couldn’t handle it and summoned Bargo.
When he stepped out with his warhorse, instantly Milo felt the glaring vanish and he sighed while looking around.
“Master, where is this and why is this land filled with undead phantoms.” He said.
“Huh? Phantoms? What are those?” Milo asked.
“Look through my eyes.” Bargo said.
Milo frowned before sitting down and focusing on Bargo and with his eyes closed, he saw the world but viewed through the eyes of the skeleton. The sight he saw instantly made his heart sink as the entire world was not stuck in a miasma of death energy, it was stuck in a vortex with ghosts of the undead filling the skies and at the top of this vortex was the tear.
He opened his eyes and stopped looking as he jumped up, “What is that thing!” He said.
“I do not know but phantoms are undead who are unable to possess bones. They are spiritual bodies that normally hide from the sight of physical beings but are still every present. I've heard that powerful death mages control spirits as spies for them and that even more dangerous variants come into existence once a single phantom begins to swallow others. With 100 swallowed phantoms they become wraiths, 1000 they are banshee, 10,000 they are Great wraiths and with 100,000 they are said to become Wraith Kings. The phantoms or souls cannot be any regular ones though, each one has to be of the same racial rank as itself or it will not ascend. It seems like an easy to learn secret but the capacity to dominate and control phantoms appears to be exclusive to very powerful death mage.” He said.
“Powerful death mage… how are death mages born?” He asked.
“They are born from extremely rare skeletons with very powerful innate spiritual energy and immense affinity for death energy. On the other hand, death mages are born when their mastery of it reaches a certain degree.” He said.
“Bargo, what is ‘mastery of a certain degree’ to you?” he asked.
“I do not know.” He said.
Milo nodded and looked up before grinning, “previously your soul congealed the soul gem. Is it full of death energy or spiritual energy?” he asked.
“Spiritual, my lord. Death energy is stored in my bones and armor.” he replied.
“Right, is it possible to find a skeleton with great spiritual energy and great affinity or can it be created?” He asked.
“I do not know.” he said.
Milo was in deep thought and looked at the horse and how thick the bone growths were.
“Alright, let’s leave it at that, for now let’s go through the motions, we’ve been working on your horse for the better part of a year, it’s now almost twice as big as before and it’s bone matter should be enough to make a normal armored warhorse.” he said. “Let us complete that first.” He said.
“You believe so, my lord?!” he said excitedly. The complete horse would mean he would be one step closer to being a true death knight. Skeleton knight was barely any different from a raw skeleton but it was a racial difference from skeleton but barely enough for him.
Just like the death mage begins as a skeleton mage and becomes a death mage than lich and finally elder lich, skeleton knight is the first true evolution while skeleton soldier is a ‘stand in’ form for skeletons who have intelligence and began forming bone armor.
He pulled the biology of the horse and the skeleton began to break apart and reform as a normal sized but very powerful horse skeleton before the armor of the legs formed piece by piece going up and basically formed like a horse body around it before making body armor around all the limbs and bones.
It neighed as the soul flames started to get concentrated and began to burn the head like how bargo had evolved until the final parts formed like a new skin made of bone metal closed and the empty eyes blazed with flames and it snorted soul flames while the mouth could open alongside the body.
It neighed as death energy began to lightly gather and Milo took out a high quality soul congealing pill and fed it right after and the death energy came like a surge as the horse cried.
Bargo jumped on and special spiritual threads spread out and it began to fight him as its soul began to form the gem.
It fought but he was stronger and knew how to control the wild beast until finally the soul gem formed and a true bond between the two formed and instantly both of their soul flames burst out from all their armor and gathered.
Death energy from all around gathered and began to stain their white bone armor and it slowly absorbed the energy but it turned only a light gray as the death energy stained the pure bone and revealed to Milo just how it would become a death knight and where its source of external power originated.
Milo thought about everything and was happy that Bargo had taken a step.
When the undead biology of the horse returned, both of them released massive feedback to Milo and he grew happier and nodded.
“Good, Bargo, I am keeping you with me for the time being. I feel like the phantoms have been watching me and I don’t feel safe at night. You will be my watch, wake me up if anything draws close.” he said.
“Understood master.” he said with a bow while on the horse. It dropped down and the horse remained outside while he walked into the house with Milo where they examined the place first before he headed to his room.
Milo felt the energy and sat down before starting to absorb the death energy and like many of his friends, he began to spin it along his body’s meridians but only the thickest channels while in his head, he rotated the incoming feedback and it filled his head with great amounts of spiritual energy.
He spent half of the night channeling death energy through his body to work on his natural resistance before he stopped and channeled through all the acupoints first before changing to the spiritual energy and did the same thing through his entire body. The full body flow didn’t have much effect like death energy because he was so used to the power and it didn’t affect his body as much as Robin’s mental energy affected him.
This stemmed from the core of both powers.
Robin’s elastic control stemmed from life force and mental energy. When he adapted to both, it had a direct effect on his control of his body, Milo didn’t.
That said he did feel something. The stress caused by the death energy actually got pacified by his spiritual energy.
After switching during the night, he soon found that parallel channeling both produced an amazing reaction and death energy was outright consumed into his acupoints alongside the spiritual energy but in return he felt like his sense of the energy around him grew wider.
When he finally stopped, it was morning by the clock’s indication and he felt like he had stumbled across something important for the future.
Bargo had not moved showing that nothing had intruded upon him.
It was early and he checked the kitchen and was happy that the death energy didn’t affect the food negatively and after making something to eat, he heard the door open and his teacher walked in.
“Mr Milo Knight, Sir Vincent sensed your skeleton knight had perfected his bond with his horse and remembered you had a death dragon with roughly peak vigilante strength and said that you are to do solo patrol.” he said.
“Huh?! Solo? I've got nothing that can fight stronger than vigilante.” he said.
“Don’t worry, there are plenty of undead you can bind in the surroundings. We’ve prepared a book on different undead that have mutated by being on earth. Especially the hordes of mindless zombies that spill out from the netherworld.” he said and reached into a bag and gave him a neat book and Milo took it.
“Alright, get to patrol before 8 am.” He said.
“Ah sir, when you are here, do you ever feel like something is looking at you?” He asked.
“Not really? Do you?” He asked.
“Yes, I used an ability with my power that lets me see through my skeleton’s eyes and I saw the entire place filled with phantoms.” he said.
“Ah, is that what you mean?! Of course we are aware of phantoms. Sadly you need death mana to directly control them. They are extremely useful because when infused with death mana, they become semi-corporeal and make for great homing attacks. Sir Viscount gathers a great amount of these in attacks and even to feed his skeletons to promote spiritual development when they grind up those souls. If you happen to gain the capacity to control and capture them, you should do the same.” He said.
Like that he didn’t wait and left after giving Milo the orders and was done with it as he headed off to the next.
Milo frowned as he ate his sandwich and opened the book to read about undead and had Bargo give any input he could on what the book said.
Far off, however, the teacher was serious as he stood at the castle door and looked out with Vincent. “Is it safe to send out Milo Knight alone? Even a death knight for protection?” the teacher asked.
“The boy is more creative than any of you honestly think. He is also the only one among this entire class with a genuine necromancer ability while the rest were either powerless or they had some trait that functioned as a part of a power and needed time to build from it. He can survive on his own.” He said.
“What about the ability to sense the phantoms peering at him?” he asked.
“Oh? He sensed those?” Vincent asked to which the teacher nodded, “Hmm… it seems his power is a lot more encompassing than I expected. Let me see what he did last night?” he said and raised his hand as death mana gathered and a green light formed before a disgusting face formed and he just seemed to quickly see through scenes including what he heard.
After he went to bed and started to train, Vincent shocked the teacher as his wrinkled face pulled back into a smile, “Hmm, not as useless as I had thought. I can see why Admin and Might wanted me to take him as a private disciple. The boy is quite observant and it seems we might be getting someone who breeds not only death knights but death mages as well. Truly, one cannot compare to those who have dabbled with the dead since young, the other children don’t have the breath of creativity as necromancers like this boy does.” He said.
Surprisingly, he shot the phantom out once more and the short moment it was still visible, the teacher saw it fly towards Milo’s home.
“You are curious about him… as a proper disciple?” He asked.
“Everyone has the possibility, the hero academy, necromancy branch was meant to gather those with morals to cultivate and use the gamers to build the talent required. I am unlikely to take private disciples, it does not stop me from watching the promising seeds.” he said.
The teacher felt strange at seeing the stoic man of death smiling at such a young man. This teacher was not a nobody, he was a braveman and one of Vincent's disciples as well as among those that were present when he agreed to join the academy as a sponsor. He was there when they heard him speak of Milo as ‘a new path’ for necromancy.
The teacher looked towards the house, curious about the boy but he didn’t notice as he spent roughly an hour to view the book and the traits and abilities of the documented creatures before getting dressed and getting on Bargo’s Nightmare with him and riding out of the city to patrol. Any zombie horde, gathering of undead and more within a 5 km radius of the wall had to be either reported or destroyed if possible. At the same time, he kept his eye out for promising undead to bind and send back to the netherworld to check on later.