"It went fairly smoothly."
[Thousand Faces] spoke, and just as [Crown] was about to ask something, a Skeleton Man spoke up, though the tone had changed, it still belonged to [Thousand Faces]:
"I can probably manufacture two thousand of these skeletal warriors a day, and currently, more than three thousand five hundred are ready for use."
"Good efficiency."
[Crown] nodded slightly:
"So, what is the strength of these Skeleton Man...?"
[Thousand Faces] instantly understood and explained:
"If my strength increases further, my efficiency will decrease. After I withdrew my consciousness, the decline in my strength became even more pronounced."
"But if we reduce our strength to increase production efficiency, the resulting Skeleton Man will be too easy to defeat."
"Middle Tier Intermediate is the balance point between the two. While their abilities aren't outstanding, dealing with ordinary soldiers is no problem at all. After all, this is roughly the level of most Bastion Lords, a small number of fortress knights, and a very small number of Border Garrison Warlord."
"Hmm, not bad."
[Crown] also acknowledged [Thousand Faces]'s products, but suddenly changed the subject:
"The rebel vanguard is about to arrive. Production here can be put on hold for now. You will be in charge of the defense of Sand Capital."
"Good."
[Thousand Faces] did not refuse the appointment. Assembly line work is indeed too anti-human, no, anti-vampire.
He got up to leave, then suddenly turned and asked:
"Can I use the Skeleton Man here?"
[The Crown] pointed to the rectangular arrangement of the Skeleton Man:
"The enemy is just the vanguard. You can allocate five hundred for now, and the rest can be deployed when the main rebel force arrives."
"Clear."
[Thousand Faces] casually pointed, and the eyes of five hundred Skeleton Man in the underground cemetery suddenly lit up.
As long as the [Crown] allows, control over these bodies that he has sculpted will always be in his hands.
Just as [Thousand Faces] was about to leave, a powerful surge of Psionic Energy suddenly swept in from the direction of the graveyard entrance.
[Hard Armor] A lone figure flies through the dark night sky.
Now that things have come to this, the person I feel most sorry for is [Nether Crossing].
The other party trusts you completely.
The other party also gave me a buff that protects me from mind control.
He secretly monitored the other party and eavesdropped on his conversation with the Wing Army messenger.
He even stripped [Nether Crossing] of his command to some extent due to suspicion.
Well.
When everything is over, perhaps the "Hard Armor" Holy Remains should be passed on to someone else.
Lost in thought, [Hard Armor] was getting closer and closer to the Sand Capital. He could even see the faintly colored stars in the night, which were the Crystal Cluster Palace located in the center of the Sand Capital.
Well then, it's time.
[Hard Armor] uttered a word in a low voice:
"Combine."
The moment his words fell, no matter how far apart they were, every Skeleton Man in the [Hard Armor] Legion who had received his power weakened by a fraction.
Those scattered points of power crossed space and landed on him, making [Hard Armor] appear even taller and more resolute.
The translucent Crystal Cluster armor on his body gradually solidified, and his body seemed to be more robust than before.
As the last wisp of power returned to his body, a mask formed from ghostly Psionic Energy Manifestation covered his face.
With its speed increased to the limit, [Hard Armor] charged directly towards the Crystal Cluster Palace.
He could sense that [Crown] and [Thousand Faces] were very close at this moment, and perhaps [Crown] was currently under the other's control!
As a veteran councilor, [Hard Armor] easily passed the guards' verification at the Crystal Cluster Palace.
He rushed to the nearest descending passage as fast as he could, plunged in, and headed towards the location of [Crown] and [Thousand Faces].
In the underground cemetery, before [Crown] could say anything, a figure rushed in from the entrance.
"Bang!"
[Hard Armor] landed a powerful punch directly on [Thousand Faces]'s face, sending him sprawling backward.
The five hundred Skeleton Man puppets controlled by [Thousand Faces] synchronized with the main body's movements at the same moment, falling down like dominoes.
Seeing this, [Hard Armor] became even more convinced of his judgment, and then roared:
"My Crown, I've come to your rescue!"
As he shouted this, he began to unleash his killing move on the [Thousand Faces] beneath him, and Psionic Energy weapons materialized in his hands.
[Thousand Faces] offered no resistance, instead looking at [Crown] with pleading eyes.
At this moment, [The Crown] finally made its move.
He extended his bony palm forward, and the movement of [Hard Armor] instantly became unusually slow.
He had experienced this feeling not long ago with the Green Dragon Loxor, but although the effects were similar, the underlying principles were quite different.
The Green Dragon Loxor creates the stagnation effect by making the fog around him extremely viscous, while the [Crown] Councilor is more like manipulating his own body.
"[Crown] Lord, wake up!"
[Hard Armor] shouted anxiously:
"It's this vampire who's controlling you!"
"You're the one who needs to wake up!"
[The Crown] sounded clearly angry:
"[Thousand Faces] can't even be manipulated by you, so how could you possibly control me?"
Sensing the familiar tone, [Hard Armor]'s heart wavered slightly.
He didn't mention on the spot that he had the control resistance buff applied by [Nether Crossing], but instead looked at [Crown]:
"Excuse my boldness, but please prove it to me."
[Crown] was almost laughing in anger. In front of [Thousand Faces], an outsider, he didn't hesitate to expose [Hard Armor]'s weaknesses:
You're asking me for proof too?
"Back then, after you merged with the Holy Remains, because your foundation was only at the Middle Tier, your strength was significantly weaker than that of a normal councilor."
"Several of them suggested destroying and recycling your Holy Remains, but I alone support you in holding onto this position."
What else do I need to prove?
[Hard Armor] was stunned upon hearing this.
It wasn't that he was unaware of this secret; after he officially joined the Skeleton Council, the other council members had discussed it without any hesitation.
However, even if something is manipulated, it doesn't mean that memories can be read.
Therefore, the [Crown] in front of him is undoubtedly himself.
My deduction was wrong!
[Thousand Faces] is innocent!
How could this be?!
[Hard Armor] felt that the restraints on his body had been removed, and awkwardly stood up from [Thousand Faces].
[Thousand Faces], who had been beaten for nothing, felt a little resentful and aggrieved, but [Crown] simply waved his hand:
"Go, take all the Skeleton Man here with you."
[Thousand Faces] showed a puzzled expression:
"Didn't you just say that dealing with the vanguard doesn't require...?"
"Yes, but the enemy's main force will arrive sooner or later."
[The Crown] sighed and said:
"From now on, the defense of the entire Sand Capital is entirely in your hands."
"Whether it's the rebel vanguard or the main force, you're in charge of defending them."