My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1322-1324

Chapter 1322

{Zombie Queen’s Horde – An undead necromancer can become capable of controlling a horde of undead. They use them as an extension of their own body. Strengths: High Soul Attack Resistance, High Regeneration Weaknesses: Fire, Holy Magic}

To get a quick bearing on what I was dealing with, I depended on God and Devil Eye. There wasn’t a lot of information, probably because I was ultimately looking at the horde, and not the actual creature. It’d be like identifying a Kraken’s tentacle and not the Kraken itself. However, it did tell me that I was correct. There was a Zombie Queen that was controlling the horde of zombies.

They were a necromancer, not unlike the main boss of Mina’s dungeon, but they were undead. This seemed to give them the ability to use other undead, rather than like brain stooges, but as extensions of their own body. In other words, the queen just had to hide while it sent waves of enemies after me. I could wipe out the enemy rather easily, but if I let a fire spread the main body might be destroyed. The same thing could happen if I got too aggressive with white mage magic.

Unfortunately, the horde was contained too many and was too hostile for me to play it safe either. After cutting a few down, they were always swarming to the point where I was in trouble. My back was to the doorway which had closed just as I entered, just like a boss room would. This was a trap built by the Zombie Queen to quickly consume any enemies passing by.

“We’re trapped!” Alysia cried out.

“What’s going on out there?” Pait demanded.

“I’ll show you!”

“Ahhh! Turn it off!”

“Why do you keep asking if you’re not prepared to see?”

“Why do you keep ending up in such scary circumstances?”

Alysia and Pait arguing in my head wasn’t helping, but having traveled with five women in a party and used Slave Communication, I had grown extremely used to fighting monsters while listening to a lot of bickering. I studied the room quickly, trying to get a grasp of where we were. Beyond the undead, I could see columns, a hardwood floor, and various scones that were lit. Above me was a fancy chandelier, which immediately gave me the realization that this was some kind of ballroom or banquet hall.

I had run out of time, a grouping of monsters reeling back to attack. My eyes focused on the chandelier. I jumped into the air just as five monsters jumped for me, narrowly dodging them. I jumped a second time pressing off a step I created and then leaped for the chandelier. When I hit the chandelier, it immediately swung back and forth, but it didn’t fall. Had it fallen, it would have been unfortunate, but the crash would have taken down some zombies and given me a bit of room either way.

Up in the air, the zombies couldn’t catch me. With one arm, I looked down into the crowd below, looking for the so-called queen. Even if I couldn’t find her, I could take out the zombies one at a time until the crowds thinned out a bit. That’s what I was thinking, but the zombies immediately started getting on each other shoulders, creating a human tower to reach me.

I had forgotten they weren’t normal undead, but they worked under a hive mind!

Chapter 1323

“Master, we’re going to have to do something soon.” Alysia warned.

The zombie tower was forming faster than humans could come up with such a thing. They really were moving like one item, and their target was me. I ignored the quickly rising tower though. As long as they were in the tower, then there was less undead below. That meant that the queen might be more visible.

I zoomed my map closer to just this room, trying to find the spot where the zombie queen was standing. In most cases, the creature with the highest life force would be the boss. Even if the boss has spread out its lifeforce into its fellow zombies, given the appearance of a single entity, there would be a point where the force is strongest, and that point should be the zombie queen. That’s what I was counting on, but I failed to find it.

“Master!”

“I know!”

I jumped off the chandelier just as the first zombie jumped onto it. As I kicked off, I send the chandelier to the side. The zombie holding it didn’t let go in time, and he ended up tilting the entire tower of zombies. The group spilled over, falling to the floor in a heap. I hit a wall, grabbing onto a high-up sconce that kept me out of the reach of the zombies. I didn’t have much time to breathe though, as, despite the fall, their recovery was almost instantaneous. A new group was forming to reach me, and I wasn’t as high up as I was with the chandelier, which was no swinging too wildly for me to risk jumping back to.

“Master has the job Dark Priest, don’t you?”

“What about it?” I asked.

“Most Necromancers start as Dark Priests!”

“Seriously? That makes a lot of sense. Ah… but my Dark Priest is only at level 23.”

Dark Priest seemed to focus a lot on the dead. You could Steal Life, Detect Undead, Absorb Souls… all things that sound like they’d belong to a Necromancer.

“Alright, even so, what is your plan?” I asked, looking back to see the zombies getting closer and closer to me.

“Rather than attack them as undead you can easily override, how about fighting them on a Necromancer’s terms. Try to take over the horde. Strip them of their power!”

“I’m a bit disadvantaged there…” I admitted. “If I fought that way, I’d be fighting in their home territory, so to speak. I’m not a Necromancer, so even if I have some ability, they’d have more.”

“True… but you also have dozens of jobs, and the dungeon store, a high level of mana, not to mention your god soul. You were able to create my bodies form even as an Apprentice Blacksmith-”

“With the help of a Master!” I corrected.

“There is a Master here! Remember when we fought on those cliffs? Even though I was your enemy, you bought your time and learned from me. Even though I was stronger than you, you were able to defeat me using my strength against me. Lately, you may have been stronger than everything you fought, but you didn’t reach this point without continuously fighting at a disadvantage. This will be no different than what you used to do!”

I immediately realized that she was right. I had started to get a bit too comfortable with my strength. I was starting to get a bit cocky. I recalled a time I used to have to be extremely cautious and was continually fighting with my life on the line. I had grown so used to things coming easily that I had nearly forgotten that.

“Alysia… I’m glad you’re by my side.”

“Master…”

“Alysia…”

“The zombies!” Pait’s voice cried out as on grabbed my foot.

“Right! Then, Absorb!”

Chapter 1324

How strong was an enemy? For most people, you took the highest level they were at, and that was a good estimate of how powerful they were. As levels increased, so did the power, and that power tended to rise exponentially. The difference between a level 59 and a 60 was nearly as great as the distance between a level 1 and a level 5. However, the highest level wasn’t the only indicator of a person’s ability. Someone could have multiple jobs and higher tier jobs, both of which could make them even stronger.

Thus, as someone grew stronger, it was hard to tell who would when in a fight. It depended on the skills they had access to, and the skills they were proficient in. For example, I had a large degree of skills, but some skills I could barely use, while others I could use as naturally as possible.

To fit with my theory that jobs were a fragment of memetic lore, an equipped job was lore directly touching your soul. For reasons I didn’t understand, the knowledge that job offered could only be accessed one at a time unless you could equip extra jobs. The more I touched upon a job while earning experience, the job would educate me, and I’d understand that job. I’d use my access to the job to gain a better understanding of it, gaining access to new pieces of lore, while the job would slowly be remembered by me, incorporating the spells and skills until they were a natural part of my existence.

Thus, your soul was refined by the presence of a job, and the job likely earned the ability to self-replicate, spreading its knowledge to more people of a similar temperament. In that way, it was a symbiotic relationship.

Thus, it stood to reason as a person grew, your ability to succeed wasn’t based just on what jobs you had or how many, but how you were able to absorb the information and how it refined your soul. When it came to my soul, I was as powerful as they came. Although the horde might have had a strong resistance to soul attacks, that was only a relative thing.

I used Absorb on that first enemy that grabbed me, and since I was connected to the horde and the zombie queen, my absorption pulled on all of their life force. It let out a scream and let go of me as desperately as it could. However, I had already slid a piece of Karma into it, thanks to Mimic. Using darkness control, I used my power to take control of the zombie. The queen had pulled back on her connection to keep from having her soul force sucked out, and as a result the zombie easily succumbed.

I didn’t know why, but the eyes that were originally black started to glow blue as the zombie came under my control. The zombie also became a point in which I could spread my karmic infection. All of the zombies that were still holding up my zombie were at risk. I began to quickly spread my infection, using my darkness control to spread around a plague of dominance. One after another, the zombies began to turn blue. Those that still belonged to the queen immediately retreated, avoiding contact with the contaminated zombies. In only a few moments, the zombies had turned into two groups.

“Well isn’t that interesting…” I lifted a finger and pointed at the enemy horde. “Invade!”