Farming with Entries: From Lord to Emperor

Chapter 830 - 377: Siege? No, Burn the City!

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Ancient Wood Castle, evening.

An empty basement.

Lomisa walked down the stone steps under the castle, her footsteps echoing through the narrow passage.

She closed her eyes, feeling the surrounding flow of energy.

It was the breath of life, so obvious it was impossible to ignore.

"It seems there was once a life force-filled treasure hidden here."

Lomisa opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the wall covered with rune patterns.

"It seems it’s still alive."

Lomisa reached out to touch the runes on the wall, able to see that the runes had a life force conduction effect.

But Lomisa quickly withdrew her hand.

She shook her head and turned to leave.

The treasure had already been taken, and dwelling on it was worthless.

Time shouldn’t be wasted on such matters.

As Lomisa walked, she instructed her subordinate, Osca, who was beside her,

"The bodies of the ghouls must not be wasted, gather them all together as raw materials."

Lomisa’s voice was cold,

"Speed up the refinement of those Knights and Dawn Church members’ bodies."

Osca nodded, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Refining Corpse Witches is a Necromancer apprentice’s favorite task, especially those made from the Church members’ bodies, which are strong undead servants.

"What is the progress of the bone arrow production?"

Lomisa continued to ask.

Osca lowered his head, his voice carrying a hint of nervousness: "A third has been completed, my Lord."

"Too slow."

Lomisa squinted her eyes, "Speed up the process, if energy is lacking, kill some ghouls!"

"Bone arrows are a must to deal with Luo De’s Giant Dragon!"

Lomisa had no good way to deal with the Giant Dragon.

Unless the Necromancer personally took the field.

But even the Necromancer, facing the Giant Dragon’s agile maneuvers, might have its attacks dodged.

The city occupied by ghouls did have some appropriate weapons.

Like the Giant Crossbow.

Coupling it with large bone arrows could also deal with Luo De’s Giant Dragon.

But the crucial problem was, there was no one to operate those weapons.

The ordinary ghouls had no intelligence, acting only on instinct to tear and attack.

They could even go into a frenzy at any moment.

They couldn’t handle machines like the Giant Crossbow, even if the operation had been simplified to the extreme.

As for the Black Knights cultivated from Knights, most had been recruited by Lomisa’s God Lord.

Only two teams were left guarding Lomisa.

Lomisa could only rely on the rich necromantic aura of Ancient Wood Castle to refine anew.

The Church’s followers had all undergone rigorous training.

Their will was relatively resilient.

To refine them, more necromantic power was needed to suppress the resistance in their souls.

But once refined, these Church members could not only retain their intelligence from life but also some combat skills.

They would become truly valuable combat strength.

"If I’d known earlier, I should have retained some human troops."

Lomisa thought to herself, "At least leave those who could operate the Giant Crossbow."

Thinking this, Lomisa still didn’t trust the human army.

Even though she used to be human.

Lomisa inspected the castle briefly, then turned back to the main building of the castle.

"Don’t forget to send out the bat-winged ghouls to scout the surroundings," Lomisa instructed Osca as she ascended the stairs.

"Be alert for any approaching movements."

Although Lomisa hadn’t systematically learned military courses.

She knew that vigilance was the foundation of survival.

Losing a city didn’t matter.

The death of ghouls wasn’t worth caring about either.

Those things could be recreated.

Even a hundred ghouls could refine giant ghouls and bat-winged ghouls.

But the bodies of those Church clergy and Knights were truly valuable.

"Yes, my Lord."

Osca respectfully replied, turning to make arrangements.

Lomisa stood in the third-floor corridor, gazing at the gradually sinking sunset.

In fact, Lomisa preferred living in such a castle.

Especially at night.

Sitting in the castle’s study, admiring the night sky outside the window.

Holding a goblet, tasting the blood of a Magical Beast.

Feeling the surrounding deathly silence.

If only there was a handsome vampire butler serving her, it would be perfect.

But at this moment—

Neither the blood of a Magical Beast nor a handsome vampire butler was present.

Only the endlessly howling filthy ghouls.

"Truly disgusting."

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Lomisa enjoyed a night of ghoul howls during her meditation.

When the sun rose high, Lomisa ended her meditation, ready to rest.

Even a Necromancer needs mental pause to maintain their energy.

However, reality did not allow Lomisa to rest.

Osca rushed in with a tense expression,

"Lord Lomisa!"

Osca breathed heavily, "I just discovered that all the vigilant bat-winged ghouls have lost contact!"

"They should all be dead!"

The air instantly froze.

A ghostly light flashed in Lomisa’s eyes.

Was Luo De planning to take the initiative?

Or did those bat-winged ghouls cross the boundary he set?

Before Lomisa could think more.

Another Necromancer apprentice rushed in.

"My Lord!"

"Luo De’s army is appearing in the southeast, approaching us!"

"They actually dared to come voluntarily."

Lomisa squinted her eyes and walked out of the castle, heading straight for the city wall.

After a long while, in the shadowy tower near the city wall.

Lomisa watched the front, her eyes filled with doubt,

"What are they doing?"

Luo De’s army stopped a hundred meters from Ancient Wood City, spreading out their formation, but there was no sign of attack.

Not even a basic siege ladder was seen by Lomisa.