[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world":3,"chapter-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-279":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},41253,69,"Chapter 279 - 279 Flame Lion","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-279",279,"\u003Cp>A few days later…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A certain location in the Land of Origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael was currently undertaking another bronze level task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like his previous ones, it was also a dangerous one he had taken solo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This task especially was one that need at least 20 strong bronze level hunters to handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stood atop a wind-swept ridge, his gaze fixed on the valley below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground was scorched black, dotted with the skeletal remains of trees and charred boulders that still sizzled with heat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled his shoulders once, tightening his grip on the dark iron spear in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a Bronze-level task. A solo request issued by one of the nearby base towns—\"Subjugate the fire lions infesting Ashroot Valley.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most squads wouldn't take it. And even then, only if they could handle fire type monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael came alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because to him, this wasn't a mission. It was a warm-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another experience giver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a deep breath, he leapt down into the scorched valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground cracked beneath his landing, a small crater forming beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he touched down, three fire lions erupted from the brush, roaring as flames danced along their manes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one was the size of a small car, muscles thick and coiled, eyes glowing molten orange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's expression didn't change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One came at him fast, its body low and flames flaring as it pounced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael spun his spear in a lazy arc and slammed the butt of it into the side of the lion's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a loud crunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beast was sent hurtling sideways, its massive body tumbling across the blackened dirt before it slammed into a jagged rock and slumped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael didn't even glance that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next came from the right, fire flaring wildly from its claws. It leapt for his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped to the side and drove the spear upward through its underbelly, the black steel punching through flesh and bone as easily as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion screeched, thrashing wildly, flames igniting around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael twisted the spear, then yanked it free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion collapsed in a heap of smoldering fur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael met its gaze, eyes calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire lion roared and charged, flames bursting from its paws, turning the ground beneath it to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He struck the lion's skull with the shaft of his spear and sent it flying into the air. Before it could hit the ground, he was already above it, descending like a bolt of judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed his knee into its spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crack echoed through the valley like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire lion let out a final gurgle before going still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael straightened, spinning his spear once before resting it on his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More rustling came from the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least two dozen more fire lions emerged from the burning forest. Each one snarling, frothing, their bodies leaking heat into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground trembled as they surrounded him. A pack. An entire pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael simply breathed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his wrist, and the black spear glowed faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fire lion charged from the side. Michael ducked, swept its legs, and crushed its throat with a downward stab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another leapt from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael rolled forward, dodged the flames, and struck with such speed that the spear seemed to vanish and reappear in its skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He moved like a phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire burst all around him, but the flames couldn't touch him. His body moved on instinct, honed by countless battles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty dead lions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, eyes cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You won't run?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, they listened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They turned and fled, tails low and bodies twitching with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael watched them disappear into the smoking undergrowth, not moving an inch. Then, slowly, he began to walk—calm, measured steps in the same direction the lions had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could've killed them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this wasn't just about clearing the task anymore. He wanted to find what was behind it—who was behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A higher-tier monster, probably an elite variant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he let them run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guild didn't ask for a partai clearing but a complete clean up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed their trail with quiet patience, his spear resting against his shoulder, boots crunching over blackened soil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deeper he went, the heavier the air became—thicker with smoke, but also with mana. Fire-aspected energy clung to the trees like a smothering blanket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few steps, he passed another half-burned corpse of an animal—some small, others large. All of them dead from heat, not claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he found tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least twice the size of a regular fire lion's paws, pressed deep into the ash like molten brands. They led further east, deeper into the valley, where the heat shimmered like a curtain. Michael stepped through it without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its center stood an enormous obsidian boulder, cracked and smoking with veins of red heat glowing inside. And resting at its base, half-curled like a sleeping god, was the monster he'd expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Greater Flame Lion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its mane was alive—no longer hair, but pure flame. Every breath it took sent heatwaves rolling across the clearing. Around it, at least a dozen fire lions paced in tight circles like royal guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normal bronze-level hunters weren't meant to handle something like this. Perhaps a higher level hunter team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael raised his spear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips curled into something like a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Found you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his wrist, he vanished from sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pride didn't even notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not until he was already inside their ring, spear glowing with dark energy, slicing through flesh like silk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't hunting anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was purging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After this task, I should only need to do a few similar ones to level up my hunter level again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1005,"2026-05-28T17:47:38.197Z","2026-06-01T04:28:28.562Z",1,"novelbin.me","b3a050d808498f65e480c71e267e7447ceb8a86ec5f6d5589392fe15ba1dbf15","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-280","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-278",970,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-cover.jpg"]