It merely conveyed that two scouts assigned by the Skull Crusher tribe had been apprehended without further elaboration.

Fong Hao dawned his removed armor once more and exited the Lord's Manor, summoning Enja and Hi Jing.

He mounted the bone dragon and set off towards the city where Fireblade was stationed.

After a journey of approximately 30 minutes, the skeletal dragon arrived above the city.

This once human territory had been transformed into a temporary stronghold outside the walls.

A multitude of undead patrolled relentlessly while the roads leading to the main city were fortified with numerous checkpoints.

Unless one chose to take a long detour, it was nearly impossible to bypass the barriers and directly assault the main city where Fong resided.

The skeletal dragon descended, and both Fireblade and Copper Bull stepped forward in reverence.

My lord, they inoned.

Within the city, a vast assembly of awaiting skeletal soldiers stood in an orderly fashion reminiscent of the terracotta army.

In a corner, several minotaur warriors huddled, guarding something of significance.

Fonhow dismounted from the dragon and inquired directly, "Where are the scouts?" "Here, my lord.

Please follow me," Copper Bull replied, leading the way toward the area guarded by the minotaurs.

In a corner lay two mangled corpses exposed to the sun's harsh light.

My lord, these are the individuals.

Copperbull indicated the bodies.

Deceased? Yes.

The guard discovered them while they were mapping.

A confrontation ensued during their capture, resulting in their deaths, Copper Bull explained.

He had wished to take them alive.

However, they had entered a state of blood rage amidst the chaos of the Mana market, leaving him no choice but to eliminate them for safety's sake.

Consequently, they could only extract what information remained.

In the map you mentioned, Funhao pressed.

Here it is.

Copper Bull produced a map that crudely outlined the Mana market.

The information regarding Fireblad's station city and the various checkpoints established in the vicinity.

Although roughly sketched, the locations of the checkpoints were marked with considerable detail, indicating that the two had been investigating for some time.

Copper Bull felt a twinge of anxiety.

Fonggho instructed him to assign personnel to investigate the whereabouts of the crushed skull.

Currently, they had gleaned no intelligence from the other side.

Yet, they had captured spies lurking in Manim along with a detailed map who could assure them that no others remained.

He feared Fongo might shift the blame on to him, jeopardizing the interests of the Minotaur tribe.

During this period, the Minotaurs had received substantial support from Fong Ho, acquiring various weapons and tools and transforming their city with paved stone roads.

Even on rainy days, they no longer feared muddy paths.

It could be said that the mana market had improved significantly, and this progress was sustainable as long as Fong How chose to continue his patronage.

My lord, I bear responsibility for this.

I copper Bull began to speak.

Your matters can wait.

Fongghao interjected, tucking the map away and calling softly.

Hijing.

Hijing.

The newly recruited skeletal hero who had been following Fong Hao stepped forward.

My lord, dressed in a suit of metalplate armor and wielding a black iron knight sword.

Hun caught the attention of both copper bull and fireblade who scrutinized him closely.

Interrogate the captured spies concerning the plans of the crushed skull and ascertain their troop strength.

Fongghao commanded.

Yes, my lord.

Hijing affirmed.

Upon concluding his incantation, Hijing began to inscribe peculiar runes around a lifeless body.

The minotaurs displayed expressions of perplexity.

Fong hows utterance of interrogate.

Did it imply questioning the corpse lying before them? How could one interrogate the deceased? In due course, Hijin completed his rune drawing and declared, "My lord, I am prepared.

We require the blood of two magical beasts.

" Fong Ho nodded, instructing, "Tong Yo, make the arrangements.

As you command, my lord," Tong Yo replied, proceeding to relay the orders to his subordinates.

Shortly thereafter, two unicorn goats were brought forth before the runes.

The blade swiftly severed the throat of one goat, and its blood flowed along the runes, merging with the first corpse.

In a sudden surge, the deceased body sat upright, its gaze clouded with confusion.

The surrounding minotaurs instinctively recoiled several paces, their faces marked by terror at the sight of the reanimated corpse.

"Where am I? Who are you?" the revived orc inquired, bewildered.

"You are deceased.

Now you must answer my questions.

" Very well, the orc replied stiffly.

How many spies did Skull Crusher deploy? I do not know.

All I am aware of is the presence of the two of us.

What further plans does Skull Crusher have concerning the undead? Hijing maintained a steady gaze, pressing for answers.

The chieftain has contacted the troll tribe, intending to collaborate with them.

In an instant, the corpse erupted violently, blood and flesh scattering in all directions.

Fongghao, his expression grave, commanded.

Bring forth two more unicorn goats.

Chapter 192.

Acquisition of intelligence.

The first corpse yielded scan information.

Yet some crucial details came to light.

The crushed skull tribe, undeterred by previous setbacks, reached out to a troll clan with the intention of launching a renewed assault on Fong Ho's domain.

This revelation stirred unease in Fong Hao, who had hoped for a few tranquil days.

Their alliance suggested they possessed greater strength than the previous army of 300,000.

A force now aimed at Fong How's undead legion.

This time a lone horned goat and a nearly lifeless wild bob boar were brought forth.

Positioned before the second corpse to commence the ritual of bloodletting.

With a sudden gasp, the second corpse rose, its eyes clouded with confusion.

You are deceased.

Now answer my question.

Which troll clan has the crush skull tribe allied with? Blackthornne inquired directly.

The corpse replied, "It is the bloodthroat tribe on the other side of the mountains.

" "What formidable beings reside within the bloodthroat tribe?" Blackthornne pressed.

"I am uncertain, but it is said the chieftain of the bloodthroat tribe is an orange hero.

As the blood from the runes began to rise like steam, the resurrected orc's form started to swell grotesqually.

What other heroes are there in the bloodthrow tribe apart from the orange chieftain? I do not know.

How many warriors with a crushed skull mobilize.

Blackthornne's inquiries grew increasingly urgent.

I do not know.

What is the strength of the bloodthrow tribe? I do not know.

The orc's body swelled to the point of bursting, its features distorting.

Blackthornne continued.

Tell me the full name of the bloodthroat chieftain.

Meet Fist Kais.

A sudden explosion echoed as the orc's body erupted, flesh raining down like droplets from the sky.

My lord, all questions have been addressed.

Blackthornne saluted once more.