Chapter 215: Fusing The Ruins

More than 100,000 people in Blackmoon Town were in a frenzy after Watson fused the Diamond Star Dragon and the pure-blooded Frost Phoenix.

Phoenixes and dragons were fabled magical beasts, and the Phoenix was not a dragon. Emperor Cluck had been fused into a frost Phoenix with a n.o.ble ice-elemental lineage. Watson hypothesized that it was due to the Misty Forest’s abundance of ice-elemental flying magical beasts.

As for the Golden Flash, it had become a diamond-tier magical beast. That was the first time that Watson had fused such a beast, and he was a little excited.

He heard that there was only one diamond-tier elite in the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom. He felt that Blackmoon Castle’s strength at that moment was not inferior to the kingdom in terms of peak combat strength.

“They created a diamond-tier magical beast, and it’s a precious Diamond Star Dragon?”

Sylvan was looking at the gorgeous nebula around the Diamond Star Dragon, as well as the sparkling diamond-scaled body covered by the nebula, not far from Watson. His gaze was filled with envy.

He had always wanted a powerful mount, but he did not care about ordinary magical beasts. He could not catch a powerful magical beast; the Diamond Star Dragon in front of him was exactly what he wanted.

The Diamond Star Dragon could be considered the strongest in the dragon clans as an elemental fusion dragon. The dragon clans were generally divided into six elements: earth, fire, water, wind, light, and darkness. Each dragon clan had its own specialties, and the best of them were known as elemental fusion dragons. For example, the Gale Dragon, formed from the fusion of wind and fire elements, was several times stronger than the red dragon, which was only good in fire elements.

One could only imagine a Diamond Star Dragon’s strength, especially with its fused attributes.

Watson extended his palm toward the giant rock golems who were moving the ruins outside of Blackmoon Town, just as Sylvan was looking enviously at the awe-inspiring Golden Flash in the sky.

“System fusion, activate.”

The giant rock golems and the ruins on their shoulders changed into streams of light. They clashed, forming a ma.s.sive shape that stretched for an unknown number of kilometers. The fused ruins’ concrete appearance had yet to be revealed. The earth shook as well. The uproar was even louder than the diamond-tier Golden Flash Watson had just fused.

[Congratulations, Master, for successfully fusing 12 ancient ruins and forging a diamond-tier special building—the Land of the Dead]

[Diamond-tier special building: the Land of the Dead]

[Effect: Alternate s.p.a.ce (a s.p.a.ce that is fused from ruins. It is between reality and illusion. When summoned, it will descend onto the earth. Usually, it will hide in a spatial crack. Countless dead creatures live in the Land of the Dead, and among them are ancient and powerful souls. The souls of the dead will gain eternal life in it.)]

[Summon of the Kings of Death (there are 12 powerful kings in the Land of the Dead, corresponding to the owners of the 12 fused ruins. They are the red priests who control war and destruction, the kings of knights born on the backs of magical beasts, and the ghost s.h.i.+p captain who once conquered the sea. All the kings have abilities comparable to platinum-tier champions.)]

[s.h.i.+p of the Dead (the Land of the Dead will occasionally send s.h.i.+ps of the dead to patrol, absorbing all the souls of the dead nearby and converting them into their own power.)]

[The Death Knell (the strongest attack in the Land of the Dead, which consumes a portion of the souls of the dead and directly grants death to the enemy. The more souls consumed, the more enemies will die.)]

[Additional ability: Undead Treasury (because the Land of the Dead does not have a physical form, the host can summon the Land of the Dead to his side at any time and borrow tools from it.)]

Watson could not help but smile as he looked at the information in front of him and the ma.s.sive building buried in the gap.

The building in front of him virtually engulfed the entire Blackmoon Town. The translucent black river poured across Blackmoon Town and crashed and pa.s.sed through the bodies of the giant rock golems and the residents as if those rivers did not have a physical form. However, the temperature had decreased by a few degrees.

It was as if a gigantic black s.h.i.+p materialized out of nowhere, and countless corpses stood aboard the unsteady s.h.i.+p. Mountain peaks towered on both sides of the s.h.i.+p. The summits had collapsed, exposing ancient castles with even more dead people standing on top of them.

A skeleton priest wore a red robe and wielded a scepter and a longsword. The skeleton priest’s eyes were deeply sunken, and red flames burned in them. His scepter was encrusted with gemstones of seven distinct colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. It resembled Sven’s Undead Calamity staff, but its aura was brighter, radiating a rainbow glow.

Under the skeleton’s feet was an inverted triangle building that represented the Tudor dynasty. At that moment, skeleton soldiers as white as jade emerged from the building. The ragged robes over their bodies flailed in the breeze. They turned to stare at Watson in the sky. Their empty eyes were filled with reverence as if they were wors.h.i.+ping a deity.

A honeycomb-shaped building was not far from the red priest. Watson had discovered the 2,000-year-old relic. It was supposed to be a one-of-a-kind underground civilization formed by a kingdom that had fled war and hid underground. A group of dark-skinned, small, and hunched creatures—the underground people—stood on the structure some 2,000 years ago.

The underground people wore a white bone mask that showed only one eye and a black cloak. The leader of the underground people was exceptionally tall, nearly three meters, with four arms on his back and four hands that held a drill-shaped weapon. The weapon shone with a platinum l.u.s.ter.

Other than the underground people, there was a slightly smaller boat behind the black s.h.i.+p. A ghost captain with fluttering hair commanded thousands of sailors; he held a trident that could summon a storm. There was a golden chariot behind them. A majestic emperor sat upright on it as he flipped through the golden codex.

The undead emitted a powerful aura. They were the 12 kings from the Land of the Dead, surrounding Watson as if they were devout guards defending their master.

The residents of Blackmoon Town stared at the apparitions of the dead that materialized beside them; they held their breath and refused to breathe. The Land of the Dead was like a shadow of Blackmoon Town, or more accurately, a picture of the town reflected in a mirror. That mirror, however, was covered in a layer of dread. The undead that wandered through the living bodies brought a touch of mystery and terror to the town.

“Watson, is this the gift you prepared for me?”

Antonio could not help but smile as he detected the auras of the countless dead.

Watson had indicated that he would give him a gift after the fusion. He asked Watson if he would get the Golden Flash and Emperor Cluck, and Walter had answered negatively. The young man must have meant the newly-fused ruins in front of them.

He had the impression that without the Time Stripping spell, the strongest of the undead were not inferior to him. Furthermore, there were many treasures among the undead. For example, the staff in the red priest’s hand, inlaid with seven-colored gemstones, was a platinum-tier tool that could control the undead. The drill in the underworld emperor’s hand and the trident in the ghost captain’s hand were both tools of the same level. It appeared to be a recreation of the fabled sea G.o.d, Trident.

Antonio got even more envious the more he stared at it.

He did not need the entire Land of the Dead; he would be satisfied with the platinum-tier tools. Those items were meant to be buried with the owner of the ruins after his death. An ordinary person would have been happy to get those ruins when they entered the ruins, but Watson was different. He had fused those ruins instead. He did not only get the treasures, but he even made the ruins’ owner his subordinate.

Antonio could not help but admire his handiwork.