Chapter 427

Father gave me a scepter that can inherit an army of one hundred thousand, but now the scepter is broken. What should I do?

This is exactly how the Remnant Knight Basoluo feels right now. His heart is filled with a sense of absurdity and unreality. The Undead Scepter actually broke? What should he do now?

They came up from the mountain path, but along the way, they didn't see a single soul. Normally, this mountain path is the only route connecting Torrent Fortress to the outside world. Usually, there is an endless stream of pedestrians and carriages; even on holidays or muddy rainy days, there would still be people coming and going. It is absolutely impossible not to see a single person.

Something must have happened. Basoluo could even guess what had occurred; they had seen too much on their way back.

Order has collapsed, and all the cities have turned into a mess. Only those self-sufficient villages and towns can still maintain order. But as the cities collapse, this chaos will surely gradually extend to the villages and towns until the entire world is engulfed.

Basoluo certainly knows how serious these consequences will be. So, two months ago, when he discovered that the skeletons in the cemetery were no longer coming out, he made a prompt decision to take his loyal subordinates to the City of Eternal Life to collect the Undead Scepter.

This kind of scepter was previously granted to lords, and with it, one could command the undead guards of the cemetery. For Basoluo to go to the City of Eternal Life as a human was an adventure in itself.

But fortunately, his identity as a Remnant Knight played a role. The so-called Remnant Knight refers to a knight who has been recognized by an Undead Bone Horse.

Ordinary bone horses have no intelligence; only bone horses above the gray-bone level possess a certain degree of intelligence. Ordinary people cannot command them; only knights who have gained their recognition can become Remnant Knights.

Compared to ordinary horses, the advantages of bone horses are too great. They can walk thousands of miles without fatigue. As long as you aren't afraid of wearing your butt flat, you can ride them and keep traveling.

Arriving at the City of Eternal Life without any obstruction, the chaotic Administrative Hall was surprised by his arrival: "How did you think of coming to collect the Undead Scepter?"

Basoluo said nervously: "Only the Undead Scepter can summon the undead guards of the cemetery to maintain the city's public order."

"How do I know if you will kill, rob, or do evil after you get the scepter? Creating more evil?" the Undead Saint managing the administration asked him.

Basoluo said: "No matter how much evil I do, it's still much better than the collapse of order. At most, I'll hang the superior who used to bully me and then pursue his wife. But if order collapses, many people will die. Our place doesn't produce grain; if order collapses, the whole city might starve to death."

The Undead Saint nodded and complained: "What you say makes a lot of sense. This method is not bad. I will immediately have someone send the scepter so that those who originally had prestige in the city can maintain order first. His Majesty has gone too far this time. Sigh, how is this mess supposed to be cleaned up? It's so annoying."

His Majesty? The Undead King? Seeing that the Undead Saint before him dared to complain about the King, Basoluo realized that the other party was no ordinary undead.

However, in the end, he didn't dare to ask for the other party's name. After getting the Undead Scepter, they rushed back without stopping. Everything went smoothly, at least until they took out the Undead Scepter.

Such a thing as the scepter breaking is unheard of, but now they have encountered it. What should they do?

The five knights looked at each other. Should they go back to return it and get another one?

Not to mention whether they could get another one, just the thought of having to travel over ten thousand kilometers to come back again makes them shudder.

The environment outside now is not as safe as it was when they went before. If the five of them make another trip, they don't even know if they can return alive.

Even if they return alive, what is the point? By then, Torrent Fortress will probably be empty.

If the order of Torrent Fortress can be maintained for two months, it means there is no danger of collapse, and whether they have the scepter or not won't matter.

While everyone was at a loss, a voice sounded. Looking up, they saw someone jumping down step by step from the terraced fields on the side of the cemetery. Arriving in front of them, he reached out and said: "Give it to me."

This tone was so matter-of-fact that Basoluo subconsciously wanted to hand over the scepter. It was only after he raised his hand that he reacted.

"Who are you? Someone from the fortress? You want this? Do you know what this is?" Basoluo asked: "What is the situation in the fortress now? What are you doing here?"

"Planting vegetables. Give it to me," Ang said again, reaching out his hand.

Basoluo hadn't thought that Ang would reach out, and for a moment, he didn't react, so the scepter was taken away.

Basoluo was stunned. He looked at his own hand and then at Ang's hand, feeling a bit confused: "Your hand is quite fast. Don't play around; this is not a toy. Give it back to me."

Before he could finish speaking, the scepter in Ang's hand suddenly burst into ghostly blue flames, many times more vigorous than the flames Basoluo had summoned for the first time. The flames were almost coming out of his eye sockets.

"Eh? It's not broken? Are you an Undead Mage?" Basoluo was shocked again.

Could it be that the scepter wasn't broken, and he just didn't know how to use it?

Ang looked at the scepter a few times and then raised it toward the cemetery.

The cemetery at dawn was quiet...

"It's not like that. You have to coordinate with the incantation. First, it's: Rise, undead souls, obey my command... Forget it, let me do it," Basoluo said, reaching out to take the scepter back from Ang's hand.

However, at this moment, the cemetery became restless. One by one, the sealed crypts opened, and the undead guards crawled out one after another, standing in front of the graves and looking over here. The whole mountain and field were filled with ghostly blue light.

"This... I... I haven't finished reciting the incantation yet. Is it possible to do it without finishing?" Basoluo was stunned. He reached out and took the scepter from Ang's hand, raised it toward the cemetery: "Undead souls, obey my command, come here."

The cemetery was quiet. Those undead guards stared at this direction with blue light.

"Eh? It doesn't work? Rise, undead souls, obey my command, from the realm of slumber, wake up!" Basoluo raised the scepter high again and shouted the complete incantation loudly.

The undead guards remained motionless, just watching them like this.

"It still doesn't work. Is there some technique to it?" Basoluo waved the scepter a few times, unable to command the undead guards. Finally, he helplessly turned his gaze back to Ang.

"You do it," he said, stuffing the scepter into Ang's hand.

Ang actually didn't need this scepter anymore. When he held it in his hand and ignited it just now, he received some information and understood its operating mechanism. He was no longer interested; otherwise, how could Basoluo have snatched it back so easily?

Looking at the scepter stuffed over, Ang raised it and waved it. Without any incantation, those undead guards turned around in unison, silently crawled back into the crypts, and closed the flip doors.

"Uh, don't... Oh, they all went back. You should leave some to maintain order. You know how to use this thing, so you take charge of it. Promise me, use it to maintain the order of Torrent Fortress, and don't use it to do evil, okay?" Basoluo said.

Although he had spent two months of effort to bring the Undead Scepter back, it wasn't for himself. Seeing that Ang could use it, he handed it over very readily without any reluctance. The only thing he worried about was whether this guy who called himself 'planting vegetables' would use it to do bad things.

Ang tilted his head and looked back, wanting to find that yellow figure.

Above the terraced fields, Nai Ge Li Si, who was dozing off, was awakened by the commotion in the cemetery. Looking up and finding Ang missing, he was flying over in a hurry. Seeing Ang 'confronting' the five knights, he was even more startled: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Are you going to fight?"

Flying closer, he realized they weren't confronting each other. Upon asking and learning what was going on, Nai Ge Li Si said in surprise: "Undead Scepter, where did you get it?"

Basoluo couldn't care about answering the question; his attention was entirely attracted by Nai Ge Li Si: "Dragon? Huang Tong Dragon? So thin? Malnourished?"

"Hey, can you talk? Be careful, or I'll roast you into a bald head," Nai Ge Li Si threatened with a miniature dragon breath.

"Why a bald head?" Perhaps because the dragon breath was too miniature and had no deterrent power at all, it actually dispelled the defenses of Basoluo and the others.

After some conversation, Nai Ge Li Si finally understood the situation of these people: "You are Remnant Knights, originally guards of the Torrent Fortress cemetery? How did you think of going to ask for the Undead Scepter?"

Basoluo replied: "This is the fastest and most thorough method. What about you? Who are you people? We haven't seen you in Torrent Fortress before. How is the situation in the city?"

While they were chatting, Ang had long since turned around and returned to the terraced fields, continuing to plant things.

Just now, when he ignited the Undead Scepter, he received some information from it and understood its operating mechanism. In fact, it was just a soul network node.

Because this soul network node possesses the aura of a certain existence, it can command those undead guards in the cemetery.

Ang discovered that he didn't need to use this thing to drive the undead creatures in the cemetery. Although he couldn't make them obey like those subjects with soul connections, he could make them move out, relocate, and attack, so he didn't need this scepter.

However, he was too lazy to return it, so he casually stuffed it into his storage ring.

Things with souls cannot be placed in the Divine Realm, and he didn't have a storage space, and he wasn't used to it, so he wore a ring to hold some things that couldn't be put into the Divine Realm.

And Nai Ge Li Si, after talking with Basoluo, hurriedly gathered everyone to discuss, because the news Basoluo brought was too shocking.

"You mean, an Undead Saint received you? And he complained that 'His Majesty has gone too far this time'?" Du Luo Ken asked.

Basoluo and the others, gnawing on the fragrant beef patties that Nai Ge Li Si had tricked out of Jielisi, said with satisfaction: "Yes, that Undead Saint said so. He also said my idea was good, and he is preparing to send people to distribute the Undead Scepter, letting those with prestige in the cities temporarily take charge of the undead guards to stabilize order."

They had already been to the city to see, and Torrent Fortress was not as chaotic as they had imagined. Not many people had even died, and everyone was working in an orderly manner. There were no disaster victims full of panic and anxiety like the ones they had seen along the way.

These changes were all brought about by Nai Ge Li Si and the others, which gave him an inexplicable trust in everyone.

As soon as Basoluo finished speaking, Du Luo Ken and Yinbi couldn't help but curse: "What kind of stupid idea is this? Does he think it's not chaotic enough? What is this guy's name? I'm going to the Home of the Departed to scold him."

Basoluo was stunned: "Is this idea not good?"

"Of course it's not good," Yinbi explained: "He should directly send people to manage the cemetery guards, instead of handing it over to anyone. Changing the balance of power in a place casually, isn't that just encouraging them to start a war?"

"If you have an undead army you can command in your hand, and then there is no food in the city, and you can't buy it elsewhere, will you go and rob North Wind City?" Yinbi asked hypothetically.

Basoluo shook his head: "No, we can't get there."

"Then the city at the foot of the mountain will do, right? If there is no food, you will starve to death. Will you go and attack it?" Yinbi asked in a huff, changing the way he put it.

"Yes, I understand. Those who gain command, if there are ambitious people, or if they lack food and water, they will definitely use the undead guards to attack others," Basoluo suddenly realized.

When there are no soldiers, it's at most a collapse of order and chaos. With soldiers, it's war.

Du Luo Ken also sighed: "Used to it, used to it. These undead never use their brains when coming up with ideas, because they don't have brains."

Basoluo couldn't help but defend himself a little: "Maybe it's also because of a shortage of manpower. I didn't see many intelligent undead creatures in the City of Eternal Life."

"High-level undead creatures are rare? It doesn't necessarily have to be high-level undead creatures. Aren't there vassal races?"

The small number is an old problem. The Palace of Rest in the past was the same. The number of intelligent undead creatures is always small, because compared to the vast number of low-level undead creatures that are hard to count, high-level undead creatures are too few and simply cannot be managed.

If undead creatures are a big net, then high-level undead creatures are the knots of the net. If there are too few knots, the net will be sparse, and everything will easily leak through.

But it doesn't necessarily have to be high-level undead creatures. Simple things like this should just be left to vassal creatures to do. Did the Abyss of Rest have an Undead Temple back then? Doesn't this place have a similar organization?

Basoluo spread his hands, this was beyond his scope of knowledge.

After Basoluo left, Nai Ge Li Si and the others discussed it and all felt a bit troubled: "The current situation is too complicated. We can't handle it, right? Should we call Andongni over?"

"Can he get away? There are a bunch of things on the main plane."

"Let's ask. Just listening to Basoluo talk about the situation here makes my head hurt," Nai Ge Li Si said, baring his teeth.

At this moment, Nai Ge Li Si noticed Ang, who was farming, suddenly stop and look up into the sky.

I saw a large black dot in the front and more than a dozen small black dots in the back in the southeastern sky, flying toward this direction. As the distance approached, their appearance could be seen clearly. It was one large and twelve small, a total of thirteen bone dragons.

"Such small bone dragons. The one in front is twenty meters, and the ones in the back are at most about fifteen meters. Were these guys malnourished when they were alive?" Nai Ge Li Si was surprised.

These thirteen bone dragons flew to the sky above Torrent Fortress and circled once. A voice shouted from the back of the bone dragons: "Torrent Fortress, safe. Next, are there any other cities nearby? North Wind City? Good, next, North Wind City."

"Eh, there is a Huang Tong Dragon below?"

"What are you making a fuss about? Have you seen few dragons? Keep up."

A group of bone dragons changed direction and flew toward the other side of the mountain range.

It wasn't until the bone dragon knights flew far away that everyone looked at each other: "What is going on with these guys? Are they here to patrol?"

"Checking which city is chaotic? If it's chaotic, they come down to maintain order? Does this mean that there is still power maintaining the order of the Undead Empire?!" Du Luo Ken didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Even though the empire has collapsed, there are still loyal subjects maintaining the last glory of the empire.

"They went to North Wind City. Should we go back too?"

"No need, just keep an eye on the teleportation array. If there is anything, Feiwo will notify us."

That night, Feiwo indeed sent news. That bone dragon cavalry did go to North Wind City and even landed in North Wind City to rest for a night.

Feiwo warmly received them and received a piece of news from them: The Undead Council is looking for someone who can catalyze the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree.

As long as they can catalyze the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree, the Undead Council is willing to offer twenty cities with a scale of over fifty thousand people, or a territory of one million square kilometers.

Nai Ge Li Si and the others looked at each other, revealing knowing smiles: The bait has arrived.