Chapter: 489

“There’s no way this is the fourth. No one is that quick. So it has to be the third… but it can’t be… you’re not supposed to be able to enter back here, it’s not meant to be conquered…?”

Anya remembered the conversation she had last night in the guild mess hall with a guard. She remembered what the man said: you can’t teleport to the third pyramid because you can’t conquer it.

She had planned to explain it to Jay with a hint of satisfaction – but no, instead she was the one who was shocked.

Here they were – teleported to the third pyramid, a ramp leading downwards in the ruined city heading to the fourth pyramid.

“Are you done? We’ve got monsters to kill.” Jay said, walking over to a pile of soul stones and helvetian rings.

[Soul Stones] (Empty) x 15

[Helvetian Rings x 2]

“Huh, wonder why the rings are so low.” Jay raised a brow, “Oh well, at least they’re collecting them now.”

Next, Jay took out some bones from his gauntlet as he summoned his fifth skeleton.

Slowly but surely, his undead army was getting larger and more powerful..

“Arise.” he said, necrotic mana leaving the same hand his gauntlet was on.

Strangely, the mana seemed to travel through the gauntlet’s fingertips and exit through the claw tips, making it seem like Jay was a puppet master.

“Interesting…” he thought as the bones began to move.

For a moment, the bones lifted and floated up before klinking down again. Nothing happened.

“Something wrong?” Anya asked with a cheeky smile.

It seemed she had recovered from the shock and she simply accepted it was another crazy thing Jay had done.

“Just… give me a sec.” Jay gestured her off.

“Sure.” Anya said as she went to look around in this massive open pyramid.

Sadly, none of the walls had anything on them. After a small search she simply gazed into the ruins towards the fourth pyramid.

Jay began checking his skill, trying to find out why the skeleton wasn’t summoning properly.

“Hmm… what’s the problem… is it the raise feeble creature skill again?”

Jay tried again, and again the bones harmlessly clinked on the ground.

Re-reading the skill, he realised the problem and felt a little silly – he had this problem before when he tried to raise a skeleton using a wolf corpse: ‘must be cast on a small corpse’.

It seemed that so far, only the street rat and soap rat corpses counted as small corpses.

“Well, thankfully I have a bunch of soap rat corpses.” He smiled gladly.