Exiled Clan - 92 A tiny settlemen

“In a faraway plane, there was just an empty sky with no sun or moon, and the black soil stretched to the horizons, a clear stream of river flushed down the plains its whitish glow a sharp contrast to the black terrain surrounding it.

A bunch of skeletons covered in crude bone armor and carrying simple tools made of bones. If one observed carefully one would realize that this group of skeletons was not the only one in the whole area surrounding the plains but there were many such smaller groups of skeletons.

An outline of a village could be seen at the banks of a subsidiary lake that was connected to the river from before.

All the buildings appeared nefarious and sinister as they were all made of bones a single tower in the middle of the settlement the size of a small village.

But If any undead were to wander into this village he would be surprised to find such a settlement in the area that, normal undead considered as desolate and land of forgiveness, the land that ate away the souls of the undead.

“Lord, I have brought the seeds you wanted to be delivered.” a monkey-like skull spoke rubbing his palms like a greedy businessman explaining the details of the wares that he had shipped from the city of Xersol into this tiny settlement.

The skeleton in front of him simply nodded his head turning his attention back to the black petals in from of him.

“Did you find any seed of this flower?” he said plucking a single petal from the flower that appeared like a sunflower but was painted black.

“How can such a precious thing be found in the markets, if they had such wares in the market the king would be the first one to buy it!” the monkey continued looking at the black flower in the bony hands of the undead in front of him.

“Hmm, it seems I was expecting too much from you, Ok you can return to your quarters!”

“Yes”

Rishi looked at the departing skeleton, still thinking about the flower in his hand.

Rishi had taken control of the undead body while Rudra was back on the Profound Moon Continent, Rishi had taken a bit before adjusting to being undead.

He had led the army to raid other bone piles and complete their advancement in bone strengthening, unfortunately for him, his body had still not leveled up after they had exhausted every bone pile.

The army then marched into the plains near the infamous river killing the undead beasts occupying the area making a clearing for themselves.

But after all these, there were only 100 or so skeletons with soul crystals, Rishi then decided to settle the army near a lake a bit far away from the river banks.

They had built a simple settlement here a few crude buildings for the legionaries with soul crystal while the weaker undead almost 6000 in number were left to roam in open around the town acting as patrols though still under the control of the liches.

Rishi had then employed Vern to act as a merchant peddling necessary materials like stone and seeds into the settlement while Rishi studied these soul plants.

After a while, he finally had a breakthrough as he was able to successfully grow the simplest Soul grain plant in the Land of Depravity. Much to the surprise of Vern who had very pessimistic of the idea of crops growing in the Land of Depravity.

Rishi looked at the far-stretching fields of Soul Wheat, with a smile on his skull, if you can call that a smile that may look still sinister to a normal human.

This was going to speed up the process of forming Soul crystal, improving his legions strength, after all, they were mere puppets now. And only after they had formed considerable intelligence could they truly be a force to be reckoned with.

Looking back to the flower in his hand Rishi fell back in contemplation, this was a plant that they had stumbled upon after a long trek at the bank of the river, the journey was arduous, almost hellish for Rishi one by one skeleton beasts of greater strength appeared in their path acting as roadblocks on his path.

If not for their superior number and Rishi helping out they would have long been decimated by the beasts and the hordes that attacked them.

It was this scenario that prompted Rishi to settle at some distance from the river as growing the Soul Crops near the river would just like giving an invitation to the trouble.

Rishi had found this flower at the bank of the river being protected by a bunch of undead beasts that were defeated after a long battle, causing the flower to fall in his hands.

The flower though growing at the bank of the River was of the opposite in nature to it, while the river was defamed for being able to suck the soul of any undead breaking its crystal converting it back to an undead like any undead beast, while the flower did the opposite greatly increasing the soul power almost instantly forming a soul crystal in an undead.

Rishi was then fixated on this tiny black flower that appeared like a miraculous herb to him, full of potential opportunities.