Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 2147 - 982: Luring the Enemy into the Trap

Gaven initially asked casually, but upon hearing it was the Blazing Skeleton, he immediately perked up and quickly pursued, "How far was your original territory from here? And what type of Undead Lord drove you out?"

In his hands, the Blazing Skeleton was not just a simple ranged unit, but also a basic skeleton officer.

If he could control the origin of these skeletons, he could continuously manufacture low-level skeleton officers and expand his army at a faster pace.

Instead of converting each skeleton individually.

Constantly creating soldiers is indeed satisfying, but once it becomes routine work, it loses its charm.

Moreover, as the number of troops begins to grow continuously, once it reaches over ten thousand, this conversion method becomes unsustainable. He must find a suitable way to delegate the conversion process, having others assist him.

"Due to my long time in exile and lack of a fixed route, I often had to take detours to avoid the powerful Undead Lords entrenched at the Skeleton Pool, making it difficult to gauge the distance.

Maybe tens of kilometers, maybe a hundred, or even several hundred kilometers,"

the Skeleton Lord gave an ambiguous reply, "The new Undead Lord born from the Flame Skeleton Pool is too powerful. I have no chance of defeating it in this lifetime and never even thought of returning."

"I can’t remember the exact distance, but a general direction will do. A gathering place for Blazing Skeletons like that must be very conspicuous. It shouldn’t be hard to locate them through aerial scouting," Gaven said confidently.

His Prairie Giant Eagle incarnation could fly at subsonic speeds, and with his current attributes, even a single Three-Stage Bionics could activate his Legendary Body.

With his current Psychic Power Points, he could perform over thirty Three-Stage Bionics a day, lasting over five hundred minutes in total.

In a single day, he could explore territory spanning hundreds of kilometers.

His reason for not doing so was out of caution, not wanting to attract too much attention.

Getting rich quietly and secretly growing his strength was the best way to survive.

However, for better development, he is willing to take on some necessary risks.

"The general direction should be south," the Skeleton Lord uncertainly stated, "The Plains of Bone lack clear reference points.

Having my Skeleton Pool makes things a bit easier by establishing a psychic connection with it, marking its location as a reference point.

Without the Skeleton Pool, one can completely lose their sense of direction here. What I refer to as east, west, north, or south is just my sense and might not be accurate."

"Quite true," Gaven nodded in agreement.

One cannot apply the Laws of Physics from the Material Plane to the Endless Abyssal; it simply doesn’t work.

There is no sun, moon, or stars here—just endless gray and white.

Above their heads was not the sky but another continent, presumably the 420th layer.

As for whether the plane they were on was flat or round, it remained to be verified.

The other side of the land underneath them was the sky of another plane, or rather, they were mutual skies.

In other words, building a Sky-Piercing Tower here or digging through the land to reach the other side was possible.

It’s just that the difficulty isn’t ordinary, and the distance between the layers, even if minimal, would be tens of thousands of meters.

Even with the help of magic, a Sky-Piercing Tower of tens of thousands of meters is nothing but a pipe dream, unless the geographical environment is sufficiently unique.

The Plains of Bone stretch endlessly, but the layer above isn’t identical. When Gaven flew earlier, he saw a massive peak suspended upside down in the sky, piercing through the boundary between two layers, extraordinarily strange and astounding.

The reason Gaven could return after test flying was thanks to the positioning guide of the Dog Demon and the Slaughter Skeleton Soldier.

Since there is no precise division here, north is simply north. After all, it’s to assist in recognition; finding ways to build corresponding markers later would suffice.

Gaven then asked, "You haven’t said yet: what species was the Undead Lord that drove you out?"

The Skeleton Lord spoke with a hint of confusion, "It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, Lord, but I don’t know what species it is, because in my memory, there is no such Undead—I’ve never seen one either. It seemed like a humanoid flame. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

It can, like a ghost, penetrate into the enemy’s body and ignite it from the inside out.

The flames it produces are so terrifying that even the Blazing Skeletons, who also manipulate fire and have high flame resistance, cannot withstand its dreadful flames and would be reduced to ashes. It takes pleasure in this."

"Ethereal Subspecies! Flame Subspecies!" Hearing the Skeleton Lord’s description, an image involuntarily surfaced in Gaven’s mind. With a wave of his hand, he projected it, "Does it look like this?"

In the projection, there was a warrior with an expression of extreme agony, engulfed in raging flames.

The burning was very unnatural, not limited to the surface but delving deep into the body, from the inside out.

The flames twisted into a rainbow-colored humanoid form, with especially clear facial features, particularly the eyes, which seemed to flicker with white light. Even just a projection conveyed a palpable sense of malice and frenzied distortion.

Upon seeing the projection, all three skeletal faces of the Skeleton Lord showed unrestrained fear—a visceral, instinctual reaction—and he nodded repeatedly, affirmatively stating, "That’s it!"