The insignia possesses no distinctive attributes or enhancements.
It is merely an ordinary badge.
In truth, its significance is rather minimal, serving as a modest token of appreciation from Rebecca to ensure the continued assistance of the bone mercenary group.
While it may evoke a sense of formality akin to that of regular soldiers, it nonetheless reflects the true identity of a mercenary group.
Chapter 353.
The chicken's voice conceals Thunderfong, how carefully stored away the emblem, but chose not to rush his departure.
Instead, he engaged in casual conversation with Rebecca, subtly probing for information regarding the faceless ones.
Although she would withhold crucial intelligence, the less significant details combined with his own findings could yield substantial insights.
The success of the previous night's capture had undoubtedly caught their adversaries offg guard.
It was likely that those lurking in the shadows were now investigating how Rebecca had managed to apprehend someone without detection.
Consequently, these individuals would likely exercise caution in the short term, refraining from any new actions.
After all, Rebecca's methods of punishing the faceless ones were notably severe.
Capturing one often implicated many others.
After conversing with Rebecca for a while, noticing her incessant yawning, Fong Hao decided it was time to take his leave and exited the Lord's Mansion.
Upon leaving, he did not linger in the city.
He returned to the gray bear village with his mobile troops, then switched to the skeletal dragon, arriving back in his territory at dusk.
Asier began preparing dinner, Fona made his way to the tailor shop to check on the progress of the garments.
After a brief discussion with Sawyer, he had dinner, then set out with several skeletal warriors.
Exiting the territory, they arrived at a spacious clearing where Fong Ho opened the Lord's book and commenced crafting the newly acquired blueprint for the detonator.
Detonator, iron 2, copper 1, cast iron block one, metal parts two, black powder 2, spinning thread two, clay one.
The materials were fairly common place.
Crafting commenced.
100fold amplification triggered.
Obtained 101 detonators.
With a clatter, the detonators materialized and scattered across the ground.
Startled by their sudden appearance, Fong Hao jumped slightly, fearing some potential mishap.
Fortunately, all proceeded without incident.
Detonator category.
Bung damage.
Level four damage decreasing with range.
Description and improved soil mine with a modified ignition method.
He picked one up casually.
It possessed a notable weight.
Heavier than a lead ball.
The detonator was cylindrical, nearly the thickness of a forearm, and far less suited for throwing than he had imagined.
How far could it really be thrown? If it slipped from his grasp, it could prove fatal.
Moreover, the skeletal warriors were rather sluggish and clumsy.
One misstep could result in a detonator being tossed into their own ranks, which would spell trouble.
Contemplating this, Fongo activated divine possession, channeling his consciousness into a nearby skeletal warrior.
He grasped the detonator, moved away from the group, and created some distance.
After a brief examination, he opened the safety cover, pulled the ring, and hurled it toward the distance.
The detonator traced an arc through the air, landing approximately 50 m away.
After a tense silence of five or 6 minutes, just as Fongo began to suspect it had misfired, banged, followed by the scattering of earth and stones.
Fongo maneuvered the skeleton forward to investigate, discovering that the blast had created a considerable crater.
The power of the explosion was indeed formidable.
However, he harbored concerns regarding the skeleton's ability to successfully execute the throw.
After conducting the experiment, Fong Hao ordered the transport of the detonators to the warehouse designated for storing explosives, an isolated facility specifically for hazardous materials.
On the return journey, Fong Halo pondered the issue of the detonators.
While he was pleased with their potency, he found their size and weight somewhat cumbersome.
He remained apprehensive about whether the skeletal soldiers could manage the task of throwing them.
A single miscalculation could trigger a catastrophic chain reaction.
Nonetheless, he envisioned potential units that could be paired with the detonators, such as the skeletal giant bat, which could drop bombs from the air.
Fongo considered this a promising tactical approach.
Just as he was about to enter the Lord's manor, an idea struck him.
He sketched a rough design on a piece of paper.
Once again departing from the manor, he made his way to the blacksmith shop where he handed the design to the blacksmith Killin.
This was an innovative weapon he had conceived named the chicken chamber bomb.
The inspiration for this design stem from a game he had once played in which skeletal soldiers charged at the enemy while holding landmines, igniting the explosives upon reaching the enemy's gates, resulting in a self-detonation.
However, in this world, the skeletal minions under Fongo's command lacked speed and were easily targeted, making them susceptible to concentrated fire.
Thus, Funha decided on a modification.
Instead of skeletal soldiers, he envisioned deploying the skeletal ostrich chickens.
A hybrid creature resembling a combination of a chicken, ostrich, and lizard.
This creature possessed remarkable speed, capable of covering great distances in the blink of an eye.
Furthermore, this combination was adaptable to various terrains, whether it be forest, mountainous regions, or burrows.
Once a target was identified by the ostrich chicken, it would charge forward akin to a guided missile, pecking fiercely at the target.
When the detonator exploded, it would unleash tremendous force.
Killin gazed at the simple sketch in his hands, falling into silence.
My lord, do you mean to place a bomb within the chest cavity of this ostrich chicken? Kean finally grasped the concept depicted in the design.
Indeed, I wish for the blacksmith workshop to create a rudimentary device that can securely fasten the detonator within the ostrich chicken's chest cavity, preventing it from shaking loose and causing an accidental detonation.
Fong how articulated his thoughts.
The skeletal ostrich chicken lacked intelligence.
Once released, it would swiftly charge towards the enemy, pecking at them.
Given its speed, merely placing the detonator within its abdomen could lead to premature detonation during the charge, failing to achieve Fongo's desired outcome.
Even if the detonator did not explode, its cylindrical shape could easily slip from the chest cavity during rapid movement.
Therefore, Fong Ha required the blacksmith's workshop to fabricate a secure device that could safely anchor the detonator within the ostrich chicken's chest.
As soon as the ostrich beast charges into the local camp, it will explode.
Very well, I will arrange it and ensure prompt completion.
Koula nodded in response.
Such fixed components are not particularly challenging.
However, once completed, several experiments are necessary as detonators are no trifling matter.
Fonhow entrusted this task to Koulen, the skeletal blacksmith.
Having accumulated extensive professional experience over Ian's found the modification of certain objects to be a relatively simple endeavor.
The following day, Fongo awoke promptly in his bed.
He relished the comfort of his own room.
Free from the anxiety of having his head severed in slumber.
After a brief morning wash, he engaged in his daily exercise routine, adhering to the unchanging cadence of his mornings.
Upon completing his workout, Eir brought forth breakfast.
As in Ja ate, she inquired, whereas Lui been all these days.
I hope she hasn't he fallen off the bone dragon.
Fong house shot her a glance, pondering her propensity for pessimism.
Can't you think of something positive? He retorted.
No, you see, when we rode together on the giant lizard, she often fell off.
And Ja hastily explained this revelation left Fong how somewhat unsettled.
At times, Lu Lee could be even more reckless than Injia.
Could it be possible she truly fell from the bone dragon? Surely not.
I merely hope that s not the case.
And Ja responded, her expression reflecting a desire for reassurance.
Despite Inia s continued enjoyment of her meal, Fongo felt a sense of unease creeping in.
Just then, a notification from the Lord's book signaled a private message.
Upon opening it, he discovered it was from Su Yang.