Gorger points his finger forwards. The chunky digit is made of dense bone, sharp, deadly and big enough to seem like an ice cream cone.

He concentrates, the velvety orange book in his other hand. From the point of his finger, a pinprick smudge of darkness appears. It grows in size and becomes granular, transforming from a perfect little sphere into a plume of smoke.

Gorger shoves his finger forwards, the smoke trembles and undulates and… dissipates. Gorger claws at the air where the smoke disappeared.

He’s getting there. Both him and Merlin have been hard at work learning from the books. Merlin is doing a lot better, but truthfully Gorger is not doing bad at all. I see him preem up from my compliment and take a closer look at how Merlin is doing.

He touches the ground with his hand, his other one carrying the obsidian book. His crystal shell trembles and then begins to vibrate, creating a humming sound. The sound is similar to those of liquid filled glass, except a human would feel like there’s something different there, a weird uncomfortable sensation.

That is the necrotic energy he is transmitting with his vibration, it picks up the fine ashen particles on the ground of the greenhouse.

The ash moves and dances and aligns, all of it quicker than a blink. It changes, suddenly the ash becomes obsidian.

Really ugly obsidian, weirdly gray instead of the sleek black and transparent color. He touches it gently and it breaks apart. It is also brittle obsidian.

Of course, this is only the beginning, he’s still learning the spells.

The books were a bit different than I expected. The velvet book, which is actually made out of a type of magical bristle worm, is actually more about smoke and creating smoke and some weird poison than conjuring flames. Sadly, I can only recreate the material, not the worm itself. Still it is a pretty dangerous material, if any living thing touches it they will suffer quite a lot of pain from it.

The obsidian book is made of normal magical obsidian, nothing too crazy. It is primarily focused on vitrification and controlling glass or crystal. A brief look showed me it has some mana storage constructions too, among other things.

The feather book is weird too, less about actual wind spells and more about using fossilized corpses for spells.

The last book is made of shells, with swirling motifs in its cover, all the other books look pretty plain. This one is actually about defenses, specifically magical defenses.

All of them have some pretty interesting spells and arrays, I am even creating some of them. They are specialized arrays that increase the power of certain elements and spells in a certain radius.

Outside of the books, I also got some new minions. The blood elemental is… well they can be used together with Fleshings I guess. I put some in the blood rivers and will probably do something with them later.

Miasma elementals are pretty interesting, being bodiless necrotic air. They have a big weakness, which is that they are most effective against stuff that breathes and is organic. The grave elemental is pretty cool too, it is a large gravestone that can control soil around itself.

The ash elementals are pretty dangerous in the greenhouse, and they can also work in conjunction with the grave elementals too. The ash ones are completely camouflaged, even while moving they are impossible to distinguish from other ash, unless you have some serious magic sight.

The ash from the greenhouse is also magical, so if you have shitty magic sight it probably won’t help much.

By themselves the graves are slow moving, they need to use the soil they control to move. If they allow it, the ash elementals could be controlled and even thrown by the grave elemental.

Overall I think I will put a lot of them in the greenhouse, they quite fit in there.

I feel someone is entering my domain. Their presence is light, as if they are barely there. They have come through the five floor dungeon. This is not the first time they have come, though mostly they just stayed near the entrance and fled after a short while. I had a skull follow them last time but it wasn’t able to follow them.

They are very very pretty invaders.

They are large wolves, but instead of flesh they are made of pure magic. Their bodies are translucent and almost invisible, only having a slight dark blue tint. They have no fur or eyes, they do have ears and a mouth though. They are called Spectral Wolves, the description said they can be made in multiple ways.

These ones are made from magical moonlight, though it is very thin. I can understand why they do not venture further into my dungeon, for an incorporeal being to enter a place with such a high density of necrotic energy is no easy matter.

The last time they came and left my skull could not follow them, they used their incorporeal body to enter a very thin crack in the stone that my skull had no hope of entering.

Generally speaking the rules of what an incorporeal being can and cannot pass are pretty simple. The big question is: How full of mana is the object? If it’s ‘a lot’ then the incorporeal being probably cannot easily enter it, and the stones of this place are seriously full of mana.

Now though…now I do not need to use my skulls.

As the wolves leave I have my miasma undead follow them from farther behind. Last time they did not seem to detect my skull, so I hope they won’t detect my miasma elementals.

They follow the magical beasts all the way to the crack in the wall, the very same one.

They enter right after the wolves and follow them. I am seeing through one of them and it’s… weird, being inside this crack in the stone and traveling through it is very claustrophobic.

I was never afraid of tight spaces but I find myself feeling trapped, even though I can feel and see my entire dungeon. I wonder if that is why?

Maybe having this view of absolutely everything inside my dungeon affected me way more than I realized.

My thoughts are broken as the elementals leave the crack in the wall, coming out into a very large cave.

A cave glittering in bright blue and silver colors.

The cave walls glitter and shine with pieces of gleaming silver and pale white stones. There is a softness to the light, even though it is very bright it does not feel overwhelming.

It feels like moonlight.

My sight quickly finds the source of light, there are very large wolves here. These are not transparent or featureless, they all look majestic.

They have white fur with a slight blue tint. I can see the fur is magical, these are still incorporeal creatures, but their magic bodies are much more complex than normal.

Their eyes, claws and teeth are all white, with a silvery sheen. I can see their eyes are quite striking, again their sclera are white with a silver tint, they have no pupil, only a striking blue iris.

I gotta say, their eyes are indeed quite striking, They also have a pretty mean stare.

A stare they are leveraging down at my miasma undead. Yes, down, my elementals are about as tall as a normal human, so these guys are quite big.

There are also about 20 of them.

My three miasma elementals try to get away, back to the crack in the wall. The wolves dash forwards, becoming streaks of pale light as their teeth and claws find the miasma. The necrotic energy of the elementals meets with the moonlight of the wolves and loses, their bodies torn asunder.

My connection to them is destroyed and I am fully back in my dungeon. Although the path was a bit cramped, I was able to feel that it went up.

It’s wolf hunting time.