Chapter 331: The Site

Silence filled the entire grand hall and all these top influential figures and people with authority and power stayed dead silent on the spot. All of them had grim expressions.

It would be a different scenario if this was some rogue individual who tried to overthrow their rule and acted without backing. But their biggest enemy was the new sovereign of this area who legally had the highest authority..

And on top of it, he was the strongest semi-saint of the entire Rakos Empire!

They couldn't even use force against him because even the three semi-saints who stood amongst them weren't confident enough to fight him and come out alive.

As per their previous revelation, Kahn was already comparable to a legitimate saint based on his aura alone. And given his skills alone, if all three of them were to fight him together, there was only a 30% chance of winning.

But killing him wasn't an option either. Because that would spark public outrage and people themselves would overthrow the government of this region. No one among them would ever be able to hold any power in the future either.

At this moment of silence, something happened that went completely unnoticed by everyone present in the hall.

From the three semi-saints and some of the ministers who sat across the hall, dozens and then more than 200 shadows spread out. Without anyone noticing, all of these shadows passed from the semi-saint and ministers to the other influential figures and conglomerates using the shade of the chairs they were seated on.

In just a minute, not a single one of these elites and powerful people was without having a few of these black shadows mixing with their own.

Little did they know… that the person they were most worried about had pushed them all in a corner for this very reason itself.

To gather all the top brass in a single room after inciting fear and hatred. And use this occasion to send his spies in their shadows. And all these assassins were already equipped with enough tools to gather evidence against them.

Without anyone even realizing… this gathering of the elites was going to spell their doom.

By today, most of the populace came to hear through the general broadcasts made via public channels that their new lord spent the money he received from betting during the competition to support the prison management and he's looking into the whole scam by himself. And soon, he would be visiting all the prisons across the fiefdom.

While at this exact moment, Kahn and Ceril who were embarked on a journey towards the southern end of the Verlassen Fiefdom had finally landed in a city named Mordor.

Mordor was a city under military management because it bordered a dense forest that was one of the hotspots for the monster tide every year. Because of this, normal citizens didn't inhibit it for long and only came here to do business and harvesting when it was safe.

But there was a reason Kahn decided to suddenly visit this place despite having a busy schedule of his own because of a specialty of this place.

He met the person in charge, an intermediate grandmaster elf spearman who had been handling this place for over a decade.

And after completing formal introduction and pleasantries, Kahn commanded the spearman to take them to a particular site.

When their entourage of a few hundred people finally reached a vast mountain range that was filled with a desolate and mostly dreary forest, Kahn ordered all the people to stop following them.

Kahn and Ceril alone ventured a few kilometers inside this dead forest and looked around it as if they were searching for something.

"From the reports I received, this area spans for more than 20 kilometers. So what do you think?" revealed and asked Kahn to Ceril.

"Ha ha ha!" laughed Ceril as he touched the ground and took a deep breath.

"I can feel it! There are simply too many. Even with seven deadly sins, we couldn't have gotten these many numbers'' spoke the dark summoner subordinate.

The main reason why Kahn decided to suddenly visit Mordor wasn't to destroy the ring and kill Sauron. But to use this place and its history to his personal advantage.

Because from the past 100 years, all the dead soldiers have been buried in this part of the Verlassen fiefdom.

At the moment, the pungent smell of death and rotten corpses breezed across their noses, whilst Kahn did not react to it.. Ceril on the other end took a long deep breath and had exhilarated expression on his face.

"Just last year alone, 7 million soldiers were buried here." spoke Kahn and continued as they kept walking towards the inner areas.

"I can't revive the dead bodies that aren't intact or it has been too long till the death of the specimen.

But you.. You can do it regardless of the time and their physical state.

As per the official record, more than 100 million bodies have been buried here in the past 10 years alone.

Not all of them would be usable but see how many you can make into your undeads." spoke Kahn and relayed his intentions to the subordinate who was actually a variant undead lich with a job called the Dark Summoner.

"How much time will you need?" asked Kahn curiously.

"Based on the numbers.. At least a month. And that is if I'm uninterrupted day and night.

But I'm sure that once I'm done with the task...I will break through my current rank and limits." spoke Ceril with an excited expression, his tone as merry as a child who has been handed many candies.

"Good. I will make sure that from now on, this place is handed to you and nobody comes here or disturbs you.

I'm expecting great results." spoke Kahn.

"I will exceed your expectations, my lord." spoke Ceril as he knelt in front of Kahn.

As the evening finally came and Kahn made necessary arrangements as well as gave his strict commands to the people in charge of this place.. He left Ceril behind and departed to return for Aesir.

He knew that this was the best way Kahn could raise his numbers without having to waste a lot of his time as the undead subordinate was many times better than him when it came to this task.

And he knew for sure that the next time he met Ceril… the subordinate was going to give him a big surprise.

When midnight finally came and Ceril was levitating high in the air, in the middle of this forested area, he let out a grim and sinister laugh.

"Hahaha! Hahahahahaha! Finally… I have it!"

He laughed with a maniacal expression and spoke in a sadistic voice…

"My very own playground."