Chapter 55: Worldview Shattering
The latter half of the dynamic storyline quest, which involved escorting the Camore civilians back to Exile Town, was released. As soon as this long-duration task was announced, players, who were busy farming monsters in the swamp, collecting materials in the area, or engaging in heated PK battles over the ownership of monster slaying rights, immediately ceased their activities and hurriedly returned to the base to gather.
It was close to noon in the game, but back on Earth, it was only six in the morning. This was a lull online period, and many players had just logged out after an all-nighter, while day players hadn't even logged in yet.
Therefore, the Holy Legion soldiers, who had packed their stuff and arrived early outside the base, were surprised to find that the number of undead was less than half of what it had been the previous day.
Andres, riding his steed, couldn't help but observe the bustling undead about the platform in the center of the base. He turned to Lowell and whispered, "It seems that their numbers have decreased significantly from fighting monsters."
Lowell nodded in agreement.
Skeletons were the weakest among undead creatures, and they could be eradicated completely by either destroying them or using the banishment spell to send them back to the Dimensional Realm.
Monsters in Taranthan had multiplied for over a thousand years, and powerful demonized creatures were everywhere. The fragile skeletons, despite being united and intelligent, would undoubtedly suffer heavy casualties while fighting these monsters.
Andres sighed and glanced back at the noisy undead with a complex look on his face.
A void incursion caused by an unstable spatial rift was a calamity second only to the resurgence of elder gods.
No one could predict what an unstable spatial rift appearing randomly in a certain location would bring—it could range from the diffusion of demonic energy corrupting the land and contaminating creatures to an invasion of void demons sacking villages and turning fertile land into desolate wastelands.
Taranthan was an area heavily affected by unstable spatial rifts. Although no void demons had invaded yet, the roaming monsters were enough to turn this vast land into an inhabitable zone for human life.
Having witnessed the undead's brave (or foolhardy) way of clearing monsters, with no cost too great, and a willingness for sacrifice, Andres, who had a strong aversion to the undead as low-level creatures of the Dimension Realm, couldn't help but respect their actions.
While these complex thoughts were running through Andres's mind, he suddenly saw… an undead walking to the center of the platform and standing still for a moment before slowly sinking into the ground.
Andres: "??"
Lowell who had an equally keen eye: "??"
Other soldiers of the Holy Legion: "??"
"I-is that… undead voluntarily choosing to return to the Dimensional Realm?" Andres gasped in shock.
When undead creatures were banished by a spell or when the summoning contract with a black mage was released, either voluntarily or involuntarily, they would return to the Dimensional Realm by sinking into the ground like this.
This puzzled Andres greatly. Black Mage Yang was standing pompously where the civilians were and directing the private thugs to load up the carts. How could these undead manage to release the summoning contract on their own?!
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