novelzi Chapter 354 Value In Some That Lives
Chapter 354 Value In Some That Lives
Loimos was preparing for lengthy invasions, lengthy occupations of living lands, to take upon places where death might normally struggle to reach, to this end, the pure undead taught his soldiers how to be feared, and how to be beloved by the living populations, how to be alongside them, which was why his rank and files, and main knights were entirely veiled, hiding their undeath, trained in building their own camps and fortifications, smiths and various other non-combat professions were taught to them in simple amounts, alongside the presence of actual experts.
Their leader, Loimos could do all of this with his rot in the blink of an eye, but his forces were meant to be capable of operating on their own, the culling of the islands all around Viridis was set to impart all of those ideas, the forces present with him here, still of a small amount, would pass on this rich experience upon those that would join them later on.
Once all that had had been trapped within the habitations died by the flames, only two remained, the young man that had graciously led them there as well as the chieftain of this modest group, who had been kept alive for another lesson from General Loimos, the first being about the livings from area to conquer that cooperated with them.
The champion grabbed the young man by the head, lifting him off the ground, showing him to all of his men, explaining what sort of archetype this living fell in.
"This would be a collaborator, this one is of low-value, and will soon be killed considering that the island is an already conquered region" he dropped the youth, who was then taken away by one of the two Loimosian knights, the sound of something falling and rolling sounding out not long after.
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"On the other hand, they can be used as examples in grandiose executions if it is required to intimidate either other leaders, or the population they used to rule over, any questions?" he threw the chieftain to one of his knights, the fate being the same as that of the young man.
Although they all appeared perfectly stoic, to be on this expedition, the undeads that Loimos had gathered and trained had to be capable of expressing themselves fluently in both the pale and death tongue, but the pale tongue was of little use for now, the islanders were separate from Viridis, the gift of comprehension that allowed all to understand one another was not functioning anymore.
But it could taken a hold of, considering that the gods responsible for the gift had also been kicked from the plane alongside all of the other deities by the heretical flame a long time ago, so it was not a question of whether or not it could be taken for a ride beyond its intended reaches, it was just a matter of who could do it.
Loimos held a favourable position with death, he did not use simple holy death, but divine death for his holy attacks, one might say that death liked him especially much, so seizing something divine was not too difficult for him, especially when nothing and no one was stopping him from.
It was like trying to grab something atop a shelf, Loimos just happened to be tall enough, others might require a chair to stand upon, and as efficient as he was, the project to make trinkets carrying this most useful blessing was already in action.
Every single one of his soldiers raised their hands, most just had the same questions, but it was still a good thing that they were so utterly engaged in everything he said, the greater majority of them were naturally created undeads, so they had no prior memories or knowledge from past lives to go off of.
He spent much time answering all of their interrogations.