[{"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-674":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},41768,69,"Chapter 674 Strange [Edited!]","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-674",674,"\u003Cp>For a moment, if not for the subtle weight in the air and the strange stillness, this could have been some remote icy wasteland in the human realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael stood very still and let his senses adjust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One should not be deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just because it was called Hell did not mean everything was fire and lava. There was a reason people said each floor was like its own world. He knew that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet seeing it with his own eyes was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It did not feel like he had entered Hell at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael drew in a slow breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He released that breath as a misty cloud that drifted away on the cold wind. Then he closed his eyes and let his senses expand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two thousand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five thousand meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His awareness settled across the frozen plains, tracing every shift in the wind, every disturbance in the snow, every flicker of movement across the icy surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No demons, no other races, no lurking beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, no other students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was completely alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it is safe. For now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Michael reached inward and summoned the palm sized Damaged Coffin of the Forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two shadows slipped out from the coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air rippled as the two undead materialized beside him-briefly taking on their humanoid forms before dissolving into streaks of color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heartbeat later, they both fluttered around him like streaks of soft light and then-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They settled against his ears, transforming smoothly into butterfly shaped earrings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue on the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before entering the gate, he had stored them away due to worries that the portal might identify them as individual entities and they'll separate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he was in hell he didn't have such worries again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael raised his wrist and tapped the compact watch the Federation officer had given them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single arrow appeared, glowing with a pulsing light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pointed to his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. At least I won't wander aimlessly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked out across the endless white plains. The landscape stretched so far that even with his vision, nothing broke the horizon but snow, stone, and distant mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted the watch slightly, watching the pointer adjust and tug toward the same direction again, confirming the route.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This small thing was going to be his guide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought back to the academy's evaluation mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goal was simple in words, difficult in execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pass five floors of Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bring back proof of a demon from the fifth floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then would the evaluation be complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To accomplish that, he needed to find the entrance to the second floor, then the third, then the fourth... and eventually the fifth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diving in blindly would be foolish-not dangerous for him, but a waste of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the compass again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to head to the Federation station first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gather information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confirm routes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Understand current floor conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael glanced once more at the endless icy landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hell, huh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It still did not feel like Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he relaxed, it would remind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael started walking, boots crunching softly through the snow. Each step was steady, unhurried, leaving a faint trail behind him that the wind slowly began to swallow. The arrow on the compact watch remained firm, tugging him toward the Federation station far beyond\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept his senses spread wide-always five thousand meters out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>always scanning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world here was quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael moved for several minutes without incident, letting the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rhythm of the snow and wind guide his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His senses twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something entered the edge of his awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two signatures clashing repeatedly, kicking up waves of energy that\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rippled faintly through the frozen ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that wasn't what made him pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the nature of the signatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something clicked in Michael's mind, and his heartbeat thumped\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>once, just a little faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guess formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His anticipation sharpened. His lips twitched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't think he would encounter one this soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't jump to conclusions. Assumptions in Hell were\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>dangerous, even for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, Michael blurred from his spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snow exploded behind him as he shot forward, moving like a streak\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>across the frozen plains. He cut through the cold wind, his senses\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>locked on the chaotic clash far ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The compass on his wrist flickered from the sudden acceleration, but\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't changing course permanently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just taking a small detour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael closed the distance in seconds and slowed just enough to\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>stay unseen. Snow drifted lazily around him as he stopped atop a\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>jagged ridge of black stone, gaze sweeping downward. The clash he sensed came into full view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures tore across the snow-covered ground, each movement carving violent streaks into the white landscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was a tall warrior wrapped in nothing but an animal skin\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>skirt, his muscles thick and corded like braided steel. His skin held a\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>faint earthy glow, and his feet barely sank into the snow. Every step seemed to carry the weight of a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a huge bone sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His opponent was another tall figure-but far different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked far less intimidating physically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slimmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost delicate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fought defensively, steps light, almost floating above the snow. His\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>blade shimmered with faint mana, each parry producing a soft metallic hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the hulking warrior, he seemed fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And despite being pushed back again and again, he had not fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael's eyes narrowed slightly as the details became clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive warrior in the animal skin skirt wasn't just any brute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a barbarian-but not the kind Earth's history books would describe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one belonged to a race said to come from the Ancient Tribe\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael had read about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A world of warring clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A culture built on trial by blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A realm where children lifted boulders before they learned to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barbarians from the Ancient Realm were famous for their absurd physicality, their natural connection to the land, and their terrifying combat instincts. But something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>",1037,"2026-05-28T17:47:54.083Z","2026-06-01T04:28:28.562Z",1,"novelbin.me","e6d8465036fa8e3cff4a7f865e685377d53796d3fa344174b0d298f242c2b439","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-675","evolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-chapter-673",970,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevolving-my-undead-legion-in-a-game-like-world-cover.jpg"]