Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World

There were three methods for clearing occupied slots.

The first was if the engraved undead died. However, this was extraordinarily difficult. Once engraved, an undead's constitution fundamentally changed.

Whenever one was pushed close to destruction, it would instinctively retreat into its engraving to recover.

Of course, that recovery wasn't free. It continuously consumed Michael's energy alongside large quantities of physical materials suitable for reconstructing a new body. But as long as he could afford the cost, an engraved undead was incredibly difficult to eliminate permanently.

The second method was to release the engraving.

By consuming an enormous quantity of energy, along with blood and suitable materials, monster blood worked particularly well, Michael could reconstruct a physical body for the engraved undead, returning their relationship to its previous state before the engraving.

Once the process was complete, the engraving slot would immediately become vacant. Naturally, the resource consumption was astonishing.

The third method was simply erasing the engraved creature, causing it to fade away entirely. Once the remnant link completely dispersed, the engraving slot would naturally become empty.

It was simple, but unbelievably wasteful. Even someone in Michael's position, with thousands of undead, couldn't help but feel it was a loss when dealing with a Rank Four subject.

Fortunately, before entering the arena he had happened to hunt a strong monster.

Knowing he had limited time, Michael used the ape's corpse to create bodies for two undead currently occupying his engraving slots, freeing them through the second method.

The process left Michael noticeably drained. Releasing two engraved undead from their slots and reconstructing bodies for them was not a small matter.

Even with the ape corpse as material, the energy consumption was still heavy.

However, the smile on Michael's face did not weaken. The Deathfrost Rainlands quickly proved its worth.

Dense energy continuously entered his body, and with his own monstrous recovery speed, Michael's condition improved at a visible rate.

Before long, he had recovered enough to begin the next step.

"Now then…"

Michael's gaze shifted toward the Bone Dragon and Bone Wyvern.

The first thing he needed to do was simple. Create contract space.

With a thought, Michael's consciousness entered the Mausoleum of Endless Dominion. Inside that legendary-grade treasure, thousands of undead remained stored in perfect silence.

He casually selected two random Rank Three undead and severed the contracts between them.

Michael wasn't worried about them causing trouble. They were currently inside his own world.

Even if they regained a little freedom, they were still trapped within the Mausoleum of Endless Dominion.

Besides, with the terrifying undead stationed there, two ordinary Rank Three undead couldn't create any real disturbance.

The moment the two contracts were cut, two empty contract slots opened. Michael immediately turned his attention back to the Bone Dragon and Bone Wyvern and contracted them as well.

However, the process was so smooth that Michael himself was left in disbelief.

"…That easy?"

He had just contracted two Level 100 peak Rank Four undead while only being Level 75.

Even with the undead already suppressed under his domination, this ease was still ridiculous.

Michael couldn't help but sigh again at the advantage of his class.

Death Heir.

Against creatures of death, the authority it provided was simply unreasonable.

After the contracts stabilized, Michael wasted no time.

"Let me start engraving."

Compared to contracting them, Engraving retained the difficulty it should have possessed when dealing with powerful undead. The Bone Dragon and Bone Wyvern were Level 100 peak Rank Four existences.

Even though Michael had already contracted them, engraving their essence into himself was still far from effortless.

Fortunately, the environment was perfect. The Deathfrost Rainlands continuously supplied dense Death Energy and Yin Cold Energy, reducing much of the burden.

The two undead also offered no resistance, allowing the process to proceed far more smoothly than it otherwise would have.

The moment the process ended, Michael felt his body grow heavier, but also stronger. The passive benefits from the new engravings flowed through him, filling him with a dense, stable power.

For a brief moment, a thought appeared in his mind.

"Could I… handle a Rank Five undead now?"

With his current accumulation, evolving more than one undead to Rank Five was not impossible. But Michael soon shook his head.

Rank Five beings were called Demigods for a reason.

From that realm onward, supernatural beings truly began touching divinity. And he was still only Rank Three. If a Rank Five undead broke free from his control, Michael had no confidence it wouldn't immediately turn on him.

Still, he hadn't given up on the idea. His current stats already surpassed many Rank Four awakeners.

Once he polished himself further, strengthened his soul again, and relied on the full advantage of his Death Heir class, perhaps the risk would become acceptable.

Michael exhaled slowly.

"That's for later."

With nothing else left to do inside the arena, he opened the exit option. The Deathfrost Rainlands blurred around him. A moment later, Michael disappeared.

The surrounding scenery dissolved into streaks of light before the entire world twisted. A moment later, Michael felt solid ground beneath his feet once again.

The familiar mountain range where he had accepted Varek's challenge reappeared around him exactly as he had left it.

The shattered rocks, the lingering traces of battle from earlier, and even the direction of the cold wind remained unchanged.

"…Back."

Michael slowly looked around. Nothing had changed. He had truly returned to the exact location where he had accepted the challenge.

Realization dawned on him almost immediately.

"…Just another hidden trap."

His expression became somewhat strange. He had initially assumed participants would return to a random location after leaving a ranking arena.

Instead, the Origin Battlefield returned everyone to their previous position. At first glance, it seemed perfectly reasonable. But after thinking about it for only a moment, "If someone knew where I was before accepting a challenge…"

"…they could simply remain here."

The moment the battle ended, regardless of whether he won or lost, he would reappear in exactly the same place.

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