Necromancer: No, Call Me an Archaeologist
Chapter 61

The Allure of Stats

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The Werewolf Tribe followed the law of the jungle. The weak were eliminated, and only strong warriors deserved to survive.

Every member of the Werewolf Tribe was an elite warrior. There weren't many werewolves attacking Kurd—just over two hundred.

With elite troops fighting elite troops, this later battle ended sooner.

Goblins might be useless in a fight, but there were so many of them that tens of thousands couldn't be wiped out in a short time.

As Kurd fought off the enemy, three squads of over a hundred Skeleton Assassins and Skeleton Rangers hunted outside the city. Small gangs of refugee thugs and alien squads didn't even qualify to approach Kurd's walls.

While the Logistics Skeletons were still hauling away the werewolf corpses, more enemies arrived outside the walls.

After refugees discovered Kurd, several large gangs of thugs gathered displaced refugee rabble from the floods and formed a war mercenary group of over ten thousand: the Storm Mercenary Group.

The Storm Mercenary Group aimed to take Kurd and use the self-sufficient city as its base.

"Pick up the pace! Take over the city and get the defenses set up!"

"This city is ours!"

The Storm Mercenary Group's leaders roused the thugs, urging them to move faster.

The skeletons in Kurd weren't even part of their calculations.

In their eyes, the skeletons in the city could be wiped out with ease. Their real opponents were the alien tribes and fellow mercenary groups competing with them for control of the city.

Kurd was vast, self-sufficient, and had a complete set of city walls.

No group that had been left in a wretched state by the floods could resist the temptation of such a rich and stable city.

If they built their tribe or camp in Kurd, the floods wouldn't affect them.

With

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