Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead-Chapter 355 Calm Sailing

After the lesson in fear mongering and the following question and answer session, it was time to get to the terraforming, nothing quite as grandiose as the landscapers and architects would do, of which Loimos would be taking around his ship eventually, for the creation of strongholds below and upon the oceans, as well as floating islands apparently, it was best not to ask any architects and landscapers what they had in mind for future projects, those guys were utterly mad.

The last big idea floating around had been an inverted mountain that would be floating in the sky, and would sink into the ocean at certain times, utter madness some may say, Loimos left those details to them, he had his soldiers retrieve some sort of instrument from the ship, planting it in the center of the island, unfurling a few parts, the surface was fleshy, tough, quickly rooting itself firmly into the soil, expelling dark miasma from the very top. Experience new stories on novelbuddy

A pre-built miasma generator, designed to not be too encumbering, and that can be used by anyone, just requiring two regular soldiers to set up, there were larger models requiring more man power but that would be overkill for such a small island, the quality of Loimos's miasma was great enough even to be used in small quantities now.

Next, they released some undead beasts to populate the area some more, the current creatures were rather weak, and a lot failed to turn into undeads by the touch of the miasma, those corpses were instead loaded onto the ship to be brought back the mainland, King Nitok had been from Viridis after all, any exotic species would be of interest to him, and also to Yuolrt and all her fellow nature enthusiast, if the landscapers and architects built things, they were the one who were in charge of populating them.

Once this installation was done, Loimos and his soldiers went back up on the ship, a tool Loimos did not require, as he could move as well on ground as he could in the sky and underwater, but once again, it was meant for his followers, although he created reserves of everything they were to use and utilise, they were all meant to know how to reâir build their own ships if required.

Those vessels were of the medium size compared to the greatest Loimos had designed, there were various sorts that he had made for fleets of his own, this was not meant to be capable of challenging other ships, being tough but without weapons of its own, its main purpose was to carry undeads and ressources, as well as unloading waters touched by undeath as it went, not the most efficient design in that last regard, but all of his ships also corrupted as they went.

The group sailed away, easily breaking away from the beach they had struck on arrival, steering around with unnatural precision, the waters seemingly boiling, bubbling violently, the ocean teeming with undead marine creatures, clinging and swimming right next to the body of the great vessel.

"Loimos! You were so cool right there, you really gave of the vibes of a cold-hearted general who commits atrocities and then sits rights next to the corpses of the innocents to sip on a coffee" One showed up out of nowhere, trying to tackle into Loimos, but only slamming into him as she would with a wall, squirming like an insect on fire.

The vampire was about just as head over heels as she usually was, her very obvious attempts at getting his attention still bearing absolutely zero fruits, One had to give up for the hundredth time and just engage in normal conversation.

"Was it conclusive?" she asked, crossing her arms as she stepped back amidst her group, Alizée was still very much a thing, One was still in charge of that most useful drug that had allowed them to easily invade the academy, it still had uses to be made.

"Yes, would the four of you demonstrate how to efficiently slaughter an opposition when the time presents itself?" since he had them around, he might as well put their expertise to good use, in between the four women, they had a rather diverse skill set, that should give the soldiers a good idea how to work together even when paired up with allies that fought completely different to them.

For now, Loimos's rank and file only worked with one another and Loimoisian knights, but would come the time they would fight side-by-side with the warriors of the core army and that of the gravelords.

"Slaughter? That's right up my alley! Why not me? I have not been bathed in blood for too long, I had to wait on the sidelines last time too…" emerging from behind Loimos, Maliah was already swinging her dagger at empty air, looking up at the undead.

Unlike Alizée, The Death Dealer was not yet an undead, all other of the Fin-Limiers had taken the step, willfully or not, but not Maliah, she wanted to get killed by something or someone, not just crack a stone and be done with it, that was sentiment that made some sense in truth, wanting to meet death from natural means was honourable enough, and anyways, she had always reeked of death anyways.

Even without the stone, she would be turned into an undead without a doubt, even Loimos from their first meeting had been able of telling so, Maliah was favoured by death even in life, and since he had been the one to scout her out, the pure undead was also the one she hung out around with, but mostly because he was the most likely to be close to some slaughter or massacre.

It was soothing for a mad murderer to be around a corpse oozing festering death.

"Maliah, you will be up if a particularly powerful individual appears, take it apart without killing it, demonstrate how to bring down a more powerful foe" he also had a mission for her, in actuality, Loimos had scouted out, and was scouting at this very instant the islands, he was not making empty promises, he knew very well where Alizée and the assassin would be able of making demonstrations.

Loimos moved up to the front of the ships, clearly showing that he was watching over his soldiers, there was no need to actually direct his hollow sockets to know everything going on upon his vessel, but the soldiers did not know this for certain, so he made sure to distinctively watch them.

The waters they were travelling through were not yet corrupted, not yet filled to the brim with undead creatures, Vespertillo was efficient, but the depth of the ocean was immense, and he also had to take care of the flying creatures.

After some time, a few days, the next island appeared upon the horizon, this one even smaller than the previous, the inhabitants, not humans like before.

Already showing aggressiveness from this distance, globulous eyes of deep orange, somewhat humanoid body, at least in the fact that they stood upon two legs, expanding the front of their throat, letting out shrill cries.

Some type of amphibian beastfolks, whether they actually held intelligence or not, was yet to be determined.

"Leave one alive"

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