Chapter: 333

There were still many more secrets to unlock in wolf’s quarry, but Jay decided he would clear the Mist keep dungeon first. He thought it was even a little pathetic that he had only cleared one dungeon completely at this point – the level one stink-rat marsh.

Compared to the stink-rat marsh and the mist keep, the quarry was more complex; it was like a bitter, dark, ravenous hole filled with winding branching passages and complete with sneak-attacks.

It was like the dungeon itself wanted its tresspassers to suffer in its bowels, their screams leaving behind only soft echoes on the wind.

Jay now had one advantage – a creature which could travel underground.

It could easily pop out of the ground, attack a silt-wolf and hide in the earth again, shielded from any retaliation. The helminth would have free reign of the dungeon – the only limiting factor to its success would be that its necrotic bolts take time to recharge.

But why would Jay care about that? The parasitic worm was not doing much at the moment anyway, as it lazily wrapped around Jay’s neck.

Each silt-wolf had 40 health, while the worm carried 5 bolts, each doing 5 damage a piece. 25 damage total.

After a wolf is brought down to 15 health, it would need three more bolts to finish it, though each new bolt needed 300 seconds to generate.

In total, 15 minutes to regenerate the required three bolts, along with the time it takes to attack a wolf.

“Hmm… I think it would be about twenty to thirty minutes for the worm to kill one. Not bad for a level 1 creature” he smiled, “Not bad at all.”

It was overpowered for level one, but it was a special companion skill for a necromancer; naturally, it would be deadly.

“Then it can gather the blue bones for me too. It’s always good having more.” he shrugged.

Jay proceeded to the wolf’s quarry dungeon with a light jog, he wanted the hunting to get started as soon as possible.

Finally he made it to the fake mining site. Getting inside the dungeon, he floated down once more. Into the darkness, he soon found the mining campsite with the single lamp, though he didn’t bother to pick it up.

“Now… natural form.” he said to his helminth.

The ethereal creature glowed and detached from Jay’s neck, seemingly squirming through the air. It became visible again, next his amulet floated and began breaking apart, growing and unwrapping, popping and snapping. The bones slowly emerged from it one by one, somehow in perfect condition even after the transformation.

The bones floated and lined up with the floating ghostly helminth before clicking and sucking into place; sure enough, its skeletal body wriggled and began to move.

After its completion it stopped floating and plopped on the ground, coiling into a circle and lifting its head up to its master, trying to guess Jay’s motives.

Jay crouched down to talk to it, staring into its solid green eyes.

“I want silf-wolf bones.” he said quietly.

The creature snapped its jaws and dived into the earth, swimming through the dirt covertly as it approached its first target.

“Just as enthusiastic as the skeletons” smiled Jay, happy with its performance.

He willed to leave the dungeon, and just before he exited he heard the wailing howl of a wolf; a whimper of pain.

“It must be pretty fast underground.” He chuckled as he found himself on the surface again.

“I wonder if I should name it… But what would I even call it? … What to call an undead parasitic worm?”