My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 148

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Episode 148

A skull adorned with colorless gems and accessories.

And.

A corpse clad in black armor was placed on the table.

A Lich and a Death Knight.

These were monsters representing high-level undead, and powerful boss monsters that decorated the 50th floor of the Tower of Chaos.

“Looking at them like this, they don’t seem very scary.”

“I recall the battle at the time went smoothly.”

“It was easy because their abilities were reduced by the tower penalty.”

Two undead whose stats had dropped from S-rank to A-rank.

The divine spells I learned from Roan had the ability to suppress the power of A-rank and lower undead.

Without the tower penalty, they would have been much more troublesome opponents.

Even so.

I didn’t think we would have lost with our hands tied.

Our familiars are quite capable, after all.

“Huuuuu.”

Taking a long deep breath.

I placed my hand on the Lich’s remains.

[Corpse Processing]

I injected my mana to examine the Lich’s structure.

Structure projection and analysis.

It was work I’d always done, but this time it wasn’t easy.

“It’s definitely high-dimensional.”

A spirit power circuit structure more complex than a Skeleton Wizard.

A Lich isn’t simply a magic-type undead.

It’s an undead born when a mage who reached high realms in life sealed their own soul in an orb.

The real body is the orb placed beside it.

An item called [Life Force Vessel].

The one that appeared in the Tower of Chaos kept its Life Force Vessel inside its body.

Thanks to that, we were able to defeat it.

“Usually it’s not like that.”

“No Lich would openly store their weakness like that.”

A mage’s dungeon.

Or it’s typical to store it tightly wrapped in places like fortresses.

“Finding a Life Force Vessel is quite a troublesome task.”

When Sir says things like that, it’s scary, you know?

He’s someone who held the sinister title of Necromancer Slayer in life.

Those statements are all vivid experiences, aren’t they?

I feel a chill on the back of my neck.

“Master is displeased. Show some restraint, Iron Head.”

“Me? What should I restrain!”

“Do you want to keep talking about slashing necromancer throats in front of Master, who’s a Necrosmith?”

“Ah, aah! I had no such intention! My Lord!”

It wasn’t to the point where Sir Isra needed to apologize, but this time I pretended not to notice and accepted it.

Sometimes he can be quite unsettling.

[You have analyzed a high-level undead.]

[Your understanding of Corpse Processing has greatly increased!]

Now it was the Death Knight’s turn.

I took a deep breath and projected my mana.

How much time had passed?

[You have analyzed a high-level undead.]

[Your understanding of Corpse Processing has greatly increased!]

“Master. Please wet your lips.”

Ingrid wiped my forehead with a towel and handed me water.

Our bodies naturally drew closer.

Hmm.

To enjoy the luxury of using an Archmage as support staff.

“How does it seem after analyzing them?”

Sir Isra’s voice carried quiet anticipation.

“Yeah. Can’t understand it. I was wrong.”

I replied while lying flat on the floor.

Wow.

I can’t make something like this.

Let’s say a Lich is understandable since it’s a mage who voluntarily became undead.

Death Knight?

This one’s structure was also very strange.

It was impossible for me to understand at my level.

“The spirit power circuits are connected in multiple layers. Why is the bone mana distribution so high!!”

There were more problems.

Even analyzing with Corpse Processing, there were quite a few parts I couldn’t grasp.

I used Spirit Eye too, but couldn’t analyze it properly.

My knowledge and understanding.

And it must be because my realm isn’t high enough.

Aaaaah!

Forget it! I won’t do it!

“My Lord will surely find a way.”

“That’s right. Because you’re our Master.”

Don’t say things like that so seriously.

I was just throwing a tantrum, but when you speak with such trust, it makes me feel awkward.

“As far as I know, my Lord never rests until finding an answer.”

“I believe in Master.”

Ugh.

My conscience was pricked by the bright gazes of my two familiars.

My triangular conscience spinning round and round.

Is it okay to leave it like this?

【Great Master. Once you finish analyzing the Death Knight, you’ll make my body too, right?】

“Shut up, you thief.”

“Could you hold your breath and stay quiet for 10 minutes?”

【I can’t breathe since I have a dead body.】

“Then go stick your nose in a bowl of water for 10 minutes.”

Phew.

This was the first time I was so grateful for Zaugg’s nonsense.

Thank you.

I won’t forget your sacrifice(?).

If you appear in my dreams, I’ll repay you right away, so don’t worry.

“I’m not giving up.”

However.

I needed some time.

To analyze the remains of the two undead and properly obtain their crafting methods, I needed more samples.

“I’ll have to get them from the Hunter Market.”

“They don’t come up. Those kinds of items.”

This was the Hunter Market I had visited so frequently over the past 5 years since awakening that I wore down the threshold.

Good materials were essential to create high-performance undead.

I always checked the available items to increase reaction speed even by a little bit.

“The rarest items on the market are undead remains.”

Undead basically have no ‘value’ for sale.

What use could there be for rotted or corroded bones and flesh?

“That’s strange. Aren’t there any Hunters other than Lord who can handle bones?”

“Iron Head. Where did you dump your knowledge of magic catalysts?”

Ingrid was right.

For example, ogre bones have high mana density, so they’re frequently used in making magic catalysts or accessories.

Besides that, monster byproducts were often consumed in magical engineering research.

“Except for undead.”

Lich?

Death Knight?

They’re rare and powerful monsters.

But the remains themselves don’t have much value.

Only the items dropped after hunting them have some meaning.

“If you want to get them, you’ll have to hunt them directly.”

“Don’t we have an agreement with GGG?”

“It feels a bit awkward to mobilize their workforce.”

I’d have to ask them to hunt liches and death knights and just hand over the remains.

Of course.

I could make such a request.

I could, but… if you asked whether it was urgent enough to do right away, not really.

“I can slowly analyze the remains I’ve obtained.”

Even if I secured the crafting methods for liches and death knights, it didn’t seem like I could make them right away.

Enormous materials would be required, naturally.

The skill grades for Corpse Processing/Crafting would also need to support it.

“I’m already struggling this much just to make one Skeleton Wizard.”

“I guess we’ll have to postpone strengthening our forces to the next opportunity. How disappointing.”

What are you talking about, Ingrid?

“I have to continue the research.”

My ability can break established ‘frameworks.’

Take the Armed Zombie Warrior, for example.

A new type of undead that doesn’t exist in the world’s records.

It was an undead I created with 5 years of accumulated experience and a flash of inspiration.

Tigris was the same.

“Analyzing these two remains might allow me to create new undead.”

There’s no need to obsess over new types of undead.

Just applying the elements discovered through analysis to current undead would be a huge benefit.

“Master. Don’t be disappointed.”

“I’m enjoying this right now though?”

It’s disappointing that I couldn’t get full on the first spoonful.

But even so.

There’s no reason to be disappointed anywhere.

By analyzing the remains of Death Knights and Liches.

My understanding of Corpse Processing/Crafting will greatly improve.

I’ll also be able to gain knowledge, inspiration, and insights to reach higher levels.

It’s much easier to solve formulas backwards with the answer than to bang your head against bare ground, right?

Ehehehehe.

Let’s give it a try.

* * *

I postponed analyzing the Lich and Death Knight for a bit.

I felt I needed to become more familiar with weaving spirit power circuits densely.

So what should I do for that?

“Open your eyes.”

[Corpse Crafting]

[Crafting 1 Skeleton Wizard.]

I need to make high-difficulty undead.

I crafted 4 additional Skeleton Wizards and added them to the Witch Coven.

The first 2 I made have poor performance, so I’m thinking of putting them in Death Space to work.

“Yahoo! Thank you! Master!”

Ingrid smiled brightly.

“Lord. Aren’t you overexerting yourself?”

“It’s fine. I can handle it.”

“You must eat every meal properly.”

“There’s ramen.”

【I’m cooking it well, so don’t worry!】

Zaugg grinned while flexing his twisted muscles.

Since it was a body made using a ghoul as a model, it looked quite grotesque.

Perfect for a horror movie creature.

“Hmm. I think I could manage ramen too.”

“Leave it to Zaugg.”

【I’m better at it than you, aren’t I?】

I felt it when cleaning the workshop too.

Zaugg was extremely skilled at housework like organizing things and cooking.

Skills that even impressed me, a professional solo liver!

“Honestly, Master isn’t very good at organizing.”

“Hmm. The mage is right about this.”

Don’t lie!

I had stocked quite a bit of food ingredients in the Death Forge, which also functioned as subspace.

It wasn’t because I felt sorry about the time going back and forth to my studio apartment.

It was because going back and forth would break my concentration and make my mind loose.

【It’s ready!】

Perfectly chewy noodles.

The point is that they seem undercooked but aren’t uncomfortable to eat.

As expected, Zaugg.

You handle work reliably.

“Slurp, I’ll acknowledge you for miscellaneous tasks.”

“Your service to Master looks good. Work harder.”

【Thief. Useful】

Roan and Zaugg still hadn’t recovered their appearance from life, so they just watched.

I didn’t always eat just instant food.

I had also stored ingredients like potatoes, zucchini, and ground meat in subspace.

Zaugg would show off his skills after checking recipes and cooking processes.

Somehow I feel like I’m eating better than when I cook for myself.

Must be my imagination, right?

While I raised my understanding of Corpse Processing and Crafting by creating undead.

The familiars staying in the Death Forge weren’t just sitting around twiddling their thumbs either.

[Magic Research Officer ― Ingrid Yggdrasil compiles her experience.]

[Stone Shower has been registered.]

[Lightning Vortex has been registered.]

[Undead Enhancement Research Officer ― Roan compiles his experience.]

[Researched Power of Corruption Lv1.]

[Researched Armor of Corruption Lv1.]

Power of Corruption ― All undead final attack power + 3%

Armor of Corruption ― All undead final defense power + 3%

Stone Shower is a C-grade earth magic.

Lightning Vortex is a B-grade lightning magic.

“Learning various attributes is advantageous for creating variables.”

I remembered the sparring match with Miss Emilia.

She had used Memorize, multiple calculations, and Blink exquisitely.

Not trying to maintain distance.

Even when I managed to close in, she would teleport and reverse the situation to trap her opponent.

If her opponent hadn’t been Sir Isra, wouldn’t the match have been decided when she used Dig and Weight Gravity after Blink?

【Help. Master.】

The items Roan researched were also useful.

Passive abilities that add 3% to final attack power and defense power.

The numbers might seem low.

But since the number of undead I command has exceeded the hundreds, it absolutely couldn’t be ignored.

Moreover.

If it’s Lv1, that means there are next stages, right?

As research accumulates.

My undead army will gradually become stronger.

“Lord. How about going to rest now?”

“Ah. Has it already gotten that late?”

I had stayed up all night making the Skeleton Wizard.

Sir Isra kept checking the clock placed in the Death Forge and told me this.

“Rest is also part of the process of becoming stronger.”

“I got it. I got it.”

Am I keeping retainers.

Or am I living with a nanny? I can’t tell the difference.

Unable to resist Sir Isra’s nagging attitude, I returned to my studio apartment.

[PM ― 10:37]

Haaaam.

Coming into the room naturally made me yawn.

I should shower and sleep.

As I rubbed my sleepy eyes and reached for my mobile phone.

There was a text from President Baek.

What could it be about.

[President Baek]

―Are you free tomorrow?

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