Descending below the cloud cover, Fonga could now clearly survey the entire mountainous landscape.
Here, referred to as the mountains by the proprie, there are merely three peaks.
However, it is only upon embarking on a trek into the hills that one can truly appreciate the sensation of a sprawling mountain range.
Fong how perceived this place as more of a hilly terrain characterized by significant undulations and steep slopes.
Yet when viewed from the air, its overall form pales in comparison to the mountains surrounding the dragon tomb.
The heights rise majestically with the occasional sighting of a sparse tree.
This must be it.
Let's descend lower and see if there are any unique features or perhaps an entrance to a burial passage.
Funghow remarked.
Understood.
Blood Hunter replied, gently tapping the neck of the bone dragon, prompting it to fly lower as they began to spiral around the mountain.
They circled repeatedly, but discovered no suspicious locations.
Fong's brow furrowed in growing concern.
It was no wonder the proprietor had mentioned that many had come in search of clues, only to return empty-handed.
Could it be that this bounty was merely a jest by the mercenaries, bored and inebriated? How much sustenance must one consume to reach such a state? As dusk settled, the setting sun cast its glow upon the solitary peak.
The day waned, yet they had found nothing.
Less return, he concluded, with no fruitful discoveries.
They had no choice but to head back.
Blood Hunter nodded and commanded the bone dragon to return to their territory.
My lord, even if a powerful tomb were constructed here, it would surely be hidden within the mountains.
not easily discernable, Blood Hunter suddenly interjected on their way back.
This statement sparked an idea in Fonga's mind.
Indeed, whether it was the ancient tomb mentioned by Dong Jua resulting from a landslide or the underground burial site of Shiau, it would be challenging to locate either without an unforeseen event.
Who would position the entrance to a grave in a conspicuous location? What was he thinking? In the mountains, Fongo began to contemplate a new strategy.
Suddenly, he slapped his thigh.
I have a method.
After instructing Blood Hunter, he dispelled his divine state.
Upon stepping out of his room, he noticed a long-handled firearm displayed on the table in the hall.
The wooden handle adorned with engravings of floral patterns intrigued him.
White steel firearm green.
Category: Firearm.
Damage.
Level four.
Description: A ranged weapon developed by dwarves to compensate for the shortcomings of the Dwarven Legion's long-range attacks.
Impressive, Fongghao exclaimed, marveling at its attributes.
A green quality weapon achieving level four damage was remarkable indeed.
For context, the orange light feather shorts sword and the purple sword of atonement were both only level three.
To reach level four made this the most potent weapon in their territory.
Alas, there was but one.
Were it possible to out a multitude, the combat prowess of their archers could be significantly enhanced.
After practicing with the weapon for a while, Eair prepared dinner.
The three of them sat down obediently and began their evening meal.
Chapter 182.
The ironclaw creatures as twilight descended.
A gentle breeze wafted through the air.
The luminous stones within the territory began to emit a soft glow, casting a delicate halo over the land.
After finishing his dinner, Fonghouse stepped out of the Lord s mansion once more.
After stretching his limbs, he made his way directly to a particular edifice.
Ironclaw mouse nest type special building recruitable.
Ironclaw mouse.
Ironclaw mouse.
Misty crystal X1.
Description: This structure allows for the recruitment of ironclaw mice whose sharp fork claws can penetrate soil and stone.
Fongghao had purchased this building from the merchant shop.
Yet, he had never recruited any creatures since acquiring it.
However, with the cemetery located in the mountains, it was high time for these little beings to lend their assistance.
Previously, when he had slain a giant toad by the pond, he had obtained five Misti crystals, thereby meeting the recruitment requirements.
Selecting a quantity of five, he initiated the recruitment.
100fold amplification triggered, recruiting ironclaw mice, 505.
In an instant, 505 fluffy ironclaw mice materialized from thin air, encircling fong how in a mesmerizing display, their large eyes fixated upon him.
The ironclaw mice had brown fur and were somewhat comparable in size to adult panggalins with pointed snouts and well-developed forlims, each equipped with two sharp claws.
Ironclaw mouse faction fairy racial traits living beings keen sense of smell burrowing.
Keen sense of smell underground.
They can discern direction and locate food buried in the soil through their sense of smell.
Burrowing capable of easily breaking through rock and earth.
Description: The flower fairies discover method for planting.
Training the ironclaw mice to break through hard ground, thereby facilitating better plant growth.
Russell.
Russell.
Just as Fong How was examining the attributes of the ironclaw mice, a rustling sound echoed from a distance.
Under the gentle light, one of the ironclaw mice, with its sharp fork claws, had already breached the newly laid stone slabs, diligently digging downwards.
A considerable mound of earth had accumulated behind the creature, forming a small hill.
This action seemed to be contagious, as one after another, the ironclaw mice began to spring into action.
Their claws reached toward the stone slabs beneath, commencing their excavation.
"Stop! Don't dig!" Fong Hao exclaimed in alarm.
Instantly, all the ironclaw mice halted their movements, stretching their necks as they continued to gaze at him with wide eyes.
They resembled a crowd of onlookers, captivated by a commotion at the village entrance.
Fonggha, momentarily takenback, mused.
What a disaster.
Surely these little creatures one te dismantle my territory overnight.
Master, what is this? They are so adorable.
air approached from a distance, cradling one of the iron claw mice and rubbing it against her face.
Just as Fong how intended to caution her about the potential danger of their claws, he realized that while the claws could easily break the ground, they posed no threat to humans.
The ironclaw mice were surprisingly docel, allowing air to indulge in her affectionate rubbing.
Russell, Russell, stop.
Fongo shouted again towards the source of the sound.
The ironclaw mice momentarily paused their digging, their eyes widening as they continued to stare at him.
Russell, Russell, don't dig.
Fonggho turned in another direction.
Ear summoned the blood hunter, Fongghao instructed, casting a keen gaze at the surrounding ironclaw rats.
Understood? Eer replied, gently setting down the ironclaw rat cradled in her arms before hastening towards the blood hunter's dwelling.
Before long, the blood hunter arrived only to find Fong how in a throng of ironclaw rats engaged in a curious standoff.
My lord, what brings you here at this late hour? The blood hunter inquired, puzzled.
Why are you gazing into the eyes of these dimminionive creatures? Tonight may require a bit more exertion on your part.
Fun how explained, recounting the task of recruiting the ironclaw rats.
These little fellows are brimming with energy.
They might well excavate the territory by dawn.
Thus, I need you to take them to the nearby mountains and investigate whether there lies a tomb within.
Although Fong Ho had constructed separate abodess for both the flame blade and the blood hunter, the undead required no rest and often ventured out for hunting and patrolling.
Rest assured, my lord, I shall manage them well, the blood hunter assured.