When the last Skeleton Soldier emerged from the winding spatial track, the long road leading tens of thousands of miles away to the Land of Buried Bones began to hum and tremble. Like a bridge made of snow, it crumbled bit by bit until it completely collapsed, leaving nothing behind.
The blueprint for the route to the Land of Buried Bones in Mu Yuan's hand also began burning six days ahead of schedule, turning to ash that slipped between his fingers.
On the way back, Mu Yuan adjusted the positioning slightly. He was now located in the western Skeleton Graveyard region, next to the core area.
The place was already open terrain, but when a dense mass of Skeleton Soldiers, Skeleton Mages, and Skeleton Warlords poured out, it still seemed rather cramped. Some Skeleton Warlords even crushed the partition fences between the areas.
Mu Yuan watched them, his face lighting up with the delighted smile of a farmer enjoying a good harvest.
"This trip made a killing."
Common troop types like Skeleton Soldiers and ghouls might seem useless to other veteran lords—recruiting them offered little value for development, while not recruiting them felt wasteful.
But these were eight or nine hundred Three-Star Troops. If they had been Remnant Souls, they would have sold for a substantial number of Soul Crystal Coins.
Unfortunately, recruitment points were not Remnant Souls. Lords could only recruit them on the spot and could not sell them for money.
To Mu Yuan, this batch of "minion-grade" troops was an extremely precious fortune.
"A total of nine hundred and thirty-nine units of undead troops."
"With this, the accumulation speed of my Undead System's Evolution Points will rise another great deal. It's worth celebrating."
Little Skeleton Remnant Souls were not easy to purchase in large quantities.
He could