My World Traveling System: The Harbinger Of Death Chapter 178
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"If I am capable of even turning masses of flesh together into an Undead… shouldn't I be capable of doing something similar with other physical objects?"
Although such logic seemed flawed, as Necromancers could raise the dead, not raise an item into an Undead… Or so, his perception thought.
"So you have figured it out! That's right… The power to insert souls into corpses… Should also apply to other things, even inert physical objects that are not necessarily former living beings!" said Hades, hearing Frank's thoughts and sensing his intentions!
However, Frank quickly thought that it would be impossible to even try, and even if he had some to create these new types of Undead, he lacked materials…
Or did he?
No…
There was one type of Material which… he had by the thousands, even more.
The cube-shaped items which he had stored on his Inventory… the ones he acquired when he dug into the ground near his house!
Dirt Blocks!
But how… how would Dirt Blocks even be good material, they were just dirt!
Although… now that he remembered, these Dirt Blocks could be reinforced with his Dirt Shaping Skill, and made so hard that they could even rival stone!
Then, inspiration came to his mind!
"Can't I make… a Golem Army by inserting the souls of these Goblins inside the Dirt Blocks, assembling them together into large beings?"
Without eve doubting it for a second, Frank opened his Inventory, and released thousands of Dirt Blocks!
"Rise Undead!" said Frank, manipulating the souls of his fallen soldiers and inserting them inside of the Dirt Blocks, while making his Shadow Clone use Dirt Shaping to shape the Dirt Blocks in masse!
Frank poured all of his minds into the task, and after just a few seconds, they emerged!
The Goblin King was smiling as his troops were obliterating Frank's one, even though the Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity were putting everything they had to diminish the Goblin Army, they were slowly falling in numbers, and if there were not enough numbers to fight against the army, they would sooner or later be completely overwhelmed!
However, things changed when the Goblin King saw Frank take out thousands of Dirt Blocks that covered several meters around him… and turned them all into Golems!
The Dirt Blocks transformed into different shapes, Centaurs, Spiders, Elephants, Humanoids, and even large flightless birds!
"It worked!" thought Frank.
However, the amount of Golems he made were barely 80, and he needed way more!
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But then, he realized another incredibly obvious thing!
"Can't I use Dirt Shaping to generate… Dirt Blocks and then just turn them into golems? Wait… Then I can simply produce and produce golems incessantly!" thought Frank, smiling towards the distant Goblin King, as the Goblin King suddenly felt Frank's gleaming crimson eyes glaring at his very soul!
"W-What is he planning!? ATTACK! KILL THEM! KING'S COMMAND! KING'S COMMAND!" roared the Goblin King, ordering his army of Goblins to march faster and even wilder, savagely tearing apart the Undead left and then fighting against the Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity!
The magic attack continued to make some space for them, but as they continued fighting, the Goblin Mages in the back conjured new magic, trying to pulverize them with Meteor Showers and Thunderstorms!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Gwendolyn and the rest used their attack and techniques to counterattack such powerful blows, rushing back towards Frank!
"Frank, what- AH?! What are these things?!" asked Gwendolyn in surprise, as she saw large creatures made of hardened dirt walk over the floor… their eyes gleamed with blue flames, and they released a similar feeling to Undead, but without the rotten flesh!
"These are Golems. By using my Dirt Shaping Skill, I can create their materials, and by infusing souls into these materials, they emerge, and unlike Undead I do not require corpses for them, and I can produce their bodies myself!" said Frank, smiling maliciously as he pointed his hand towards the approaching Goblin Army!
"Death Command, Death Coordination!" roared Frank, Nezhit and Zero felt a bit surprised, but these Golems were still considered Undead below their power, and they led them towards the march!
Despite being made of very heavy hardened dirt, the golems marched at high speeds, rushing over the floor, and making the entire dungeon tremble loudly.
The enemy Goblins raised their weapons, attacking the golems with all their might, however, the hardened bodies and no seemingly weak points within the large bodies of the large monsters seemed to easily block their physical attacks!
However, all monsters possess Mana Cores, and they began to use magic spells to attack the golems!
Clash! Clash! Clash!
If weapons could not work as well, small spells seemed to be effective, especially water attribute ones, which slowly made the golems crumble!
The Goblin King laughed at the ridiculous soldiers that Frank had pulled off, although they were good at resisting physical attacks, magic attacks seemed to make them crumble and fall!
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And even more, Goblin Warriors used their large fists and greater strength to wrestle against the golems, managing to defeat them!
The Goblin King smiled maliciously, glaring at Frank, waiting to see his face of despair!
But Frank was completely calm.
"Dirt Block, Dirt Block, Dirt Block, Dirt Block, Dirt Block, Dirt Block."
"Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise."
Frank and his Shadow Clone worked together, one kept creating Dirt Blocks continuously, dozens and dozens of them per second, while his Shadow Clone used Rise Undead to convert them into golems!
The Golems that were crumbled in front of the Goblins were also reawakened, as they extended themselves like tentacles, entrapping the Goblins!
Some others turned into moving masses of dirt, burying the enemy Goblins, and asphyxiating them by making them swallow dirt!
"Nnnggyaaaaaarrr…!"
"Nnnrgrrryyaaa…!"
"Gruuoooowrr…!"
Before Frank was to Level Up Dirt Shaping and evolve his soul and body, he could only generate a Dirt Block himself, which would often cost his entire pool of Mana, but now, he seemed to be able to produce them even more freely, as if he had an endless supply of dirt!
Although he could not generate a golem body out of thin air yet, he could make them after he produced the dirt blocks!
One after another, more and more golems were born, like the ones that crumbled raised back up again!
And unlike the zombies, hardened dirt was not as easy to actually destroy, even if it were burned, frozen, and more, the golems would emerge, and turning the dirt into ashes seemed incredibly hard!
The Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity glanced as the overwhelming Goblin Army was now getting obliterated back, the Goblins could simply not destroy the Golems no matter how much they tried, and Frank was very protected to even be touched by them!
"Amazing… You are not only good at your unconventional magic, but you can even use earth magic?" asked Grandwing.
"Well… It is not… really Earth Magic, but yes, something like that," said Frank.
The Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity charged to the frontlines once more, with Frank leading them as his Shadow Clone was left producing more golems!
They combined their strengths and magic, and finally managed to break through the large front line of the army of Goblins, reaching the battalions of Goblin mages and obliterating them into pieces through a series of different magic attacks, from flame, slicing winds, poison, shadows, ice, and more!
"GRRRYAAARR…!"
"GRUUOOO…!"
"GRRAAA…!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Golems raised their powerful legs, fists, or more, and smashed the goblins into pieces, and those golems that were crumbled by the Goblin Warriors or the magic of the Goblin Mages were quickly raised back to 'life' combining together into bigger golems!
The Goblin King's face was the one falling into despair now!
How could it be even possible for him to fight against something so powerful now?!
The Golems crumbled and then raised back, some soldiers managed to completely turn the dirt into dust a few times in larger groups, but Frank kept creating new golems out of thin air… as long as he existed, his army would never fall, just as he had said!
"What kind of accursed magic is this!? Create dirt out of nowhere?! Weren't earth mages about controlling earth, not creating it?!" thought the Goblin King, most types of magic were about controlling an already existing element or provoking their existence through magic circles, but never to the point of generating them out of thin air, even when the fire seemed to emerge out of thin air, it sued the components of the world to appear, such as oxygen!
However… Frank completely defied this logic, as he was able to generate dirt out of thin air, if he wanted to, he could completely fill the world with dirt!
More and more golems emerged, and the Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity finally managed to get through, reaching the Goblin Champion and the Goblin King!
The Goblin King roared wrathfully, as it commanded the Goblin Champion to move!
"Kill them! I will blast them away with magic! Smash them! King's Command!" roared the Goblin King, as it enhanced the powers of his Goblin Champion, its enormous, ten-meter-tall body was releasing an overwhelming presence, the big boss of this whole crusade had finally come to greet the Storm Chasers and the Monarchs of Unity!
"GGRRRRUUUUUOOOOOOOOOHHHHH…!" it roared, raising an enormous mace, and swinging it towards Frank's party!
CLASH!
Everyone evaded in time, but they quickly noticed that the Goblin King had already conjured a powerful spell!
"Abyss Magic, Abyssal Gates!"
"This magic…! Even in another world…?!"
Suddenly, darkness took a hold of Frank's surroundings!
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