Chapter 416 - Army of Undead II

"Lord Dular, the Dark Lord, and the Dark Queen are back" Back inside Dular's workshop, Jonah informed Dular about the arrival of the Dark Lord and the Dark Queen.

The workshop was a mess because after killing the last Alpha undead they had, Dular went crazy as he started to punch everything he could in the room. Jonah could not stop him as he barely survived the crazy orc.

Jonah could still vividly see the Orc running around crazy. He kept screaming 'I was so close'

"Sigh," Dular sighed. The orc was looking at the severed head on the table. Among all the things in the room, that head was the only thing that survived Dular's wrath.

"Lord Dular" out of nowhere, Azazel materialized in the room just a couple of inches away from Jonah.

"Eeek!" Jonah jumped in shock. He almost had a heart attack.

Azazel's mouth opened but when he saw the mess, he closed his mouth. He looked around for a couple of seconds before speaking again,

"Lord Dular, you've been summoned by Lord Lucifer and the Dark Queen"

Azazel then turned his gaze towards Jonah who looked pale as he was terrified of the Dark Lord and the Dark Queen.

"You're too Lord Jonah"

Azazel flew through the walls as though there were no walls in the room. A few seconds after Azazel left the room, Jonah talked,

"Lord Dular, we shouldn't keep them waiting. Let's go"

Dular sighed again, "You're right"

Both of them walked out of the room. Just before shutting the door closed, Dular took one last look at the mess.

The throne hall of the mansion was not very brightly lit. The chandeliers produced just enough light to make everything visible and at the same time, it gave a gloomy feeling to the throne hall. After all, he was the Dark Lord and he shouldn't be sitting in a bright place.

Instead of one throne as before, Dular saw two thrones on the elevated platform where he saw the Dark Lord and the Dark Queen waiting for them.

Azazel remained beside the Dark Lord on the elevated platform. Dular and Jonah couldn't help thinking Azazel informed the Dark Lord and Dark Queen about the mess. They didn't know about the Spycam in their workshop. Azazel witnessed everything from the surveillance room and just pretended to be seeing the mess for the first time.

"Dark Lord Lucifer"

"Dark Queen"

Jonah and Dular knelt on the floor obediently,

"Rise" Dark Queen's cold voice echoed through the hall,

"How is your experiment going on Dular?"

His voice sounded calm. If he was mad about the mess they made, he sure didn't show it in his voice.

"Dark LordI" Dular stuttered. He tried to tell the Dark Lord about his failure when Jonah surprisingly intervened,

"We found out some valuable information about the Alpha undead, Dark lord"

"Do tell" Michael asked,

He was amused by Jonah's sudden courage. Whenever he came to the mansion, Jonah purposely hid himself pretending to be cultivating. Since Michael had no use for Jonah other than being an apprentice to Dular, he didn't talk much with Jonah.

Dular growled after Jonah intervened. The Orc hated the human for trying to help him. The last thing Dular wanted was a human to help him in a situation such as this. It was embarrassing. Teaching him a few things because he was helpful was another thing but getting saved by him was not cool as far as Dular was concerned,

"The Alpha undeads, they are extremely sensitive to sunlight or any bright light. By focusing a light source on them, the connection they have with the other undeads could be severed and be killed easily"

This wasn't a shocking reveal per se as Michael already knew about the Alpha undeads' vulnerability to sunlight. When he fought them, they always moved under the shade of the trees. The stormy clouds at that time prevented the sunlight from completely falling on the Alphas.

Michael was expecting the results of Dular's other experiment. The experiment of controlling the Alphas. The last time when Michael asked the system about controlling the Alphas, the system informed him that its level was too low. Since he upgraded the system he decided to try again.

"Jonah, what you two apparently found is completely useless. Without an army of undead to control, the Alphas are easy prey. Especially for the cultivators. They could kill them with a single spell"

"In other words, these two were killing the Alphas I captured for nothing" Dark Queen's cold words almost made Jonah wet himself.

Fortunately, the Dark Lord squeezed her hand to calm her down,

"I was so close Dark Lord. I just need a little more time. I was able to feel the connection before the head exploded" Dular said. He didn't want to hide behind Jonah anymore. If push came to shove, he would have to use the item he got from his father. Nonetheless, he doubted the Dark Lord would kill him just because he failed to achieve a breakthrough in his experiment.

"Azazel, bring them here"

Dular and Jonah looked at the butler disappear around the corner with confused faces. Several minutes later, Azazel appeared in the hall again. As Azazel approached the Dark Lord and Dark Queen, hovering in the air, there were two figures dragging themselves behind Azazel. The smell of rotten eggs filled the hall. Jonah and Dular almost got used to the smell as they immediately recognized the two figures behind Azazel.

"Alphas" Dular mumbled under his breath.

One of the alpha was a ripped man while the other was a woman with ample breasts. Both of them were naked of course. Their skin was pale with several bite marks around their chests. Their shoulder-length hair was greasy and messy. With their dead fish eyes, they stared at Dular. He was stunned to see the obedience of the Alphas. He wondered how the heck the Dark Lord controlled them.

Only Michael knew it wasn't controlling but keeping the Alphas in a state of dizziness by injecting a potent potion into their brain.

"Do what you did in your workshop"

Dular nodded. He had the feeling that the Dark Lord might hold the final key to controlling the alphas. Taking the book netherels from his space ring, Dular drew some symbols in the air. Jonah backed away to avoid getting blasted or worse getting killed.

The tattered leather cover of the book lit up as the bright blue symbols began to appear in the air. Soon, the symbols began to rate, creating a sphere of blue light.

Speckles of blue light separated themselves from the sphere and floated towards the male Alpha. Then, the blue light slowly protruded into its mind,

"System, are you seeing this?" Michael asked the system. His X-ray vision enabled him to see the energy spectrum between Dular and the Alphas. The spectrum of energy was very similar to the energy waves between Michael and his drones. Unlike the energy waves that appear when Michael establishes a connection with a drone, the energy waves between Dular and the Alphas were violent and much more powerful.

[Yes. The signal waves are too powerful and unstable. It will harm the undead and in time, it will harm Dular. Since the host upgraded the system you can buy a connector to control the Alphas. It will cost you only 10,000 badass points. One connecter will let you control two alphas and Dular control four Alphas]

"So the extra two because of the book of netherels" Michael pondered,

"Okay I will take it"

[How many? Two?] The system asked,

"No only one. It's four Dular. I don't need to control the Alphas, at least not yet. That's why I have Dular"

[Warning!]

[Dular is still not a subordinate. The system strongly advice against giving Dular the connector]

His vision became red as the system warning screen appeared in front of him,

"He has a Spycam on him, remember? If he tries to mess with me, the Spyder will inject potent poison into him. Plus, if he wants to escape, he needs to go through the forest filled with deadly fear toxin"

[What about teleportation?]

"He has a tracker on him which I bought from you"

[What don't you want to control the Alphas?] the system continued to ask him questions. It was not completely concerned about Michael's safety. Rather, it wanted to sell two connectors.

"First, I'm going to Mazeroth. Second, the more things I control, the more the strain on my brain. By controlling Dular, I can control the Alphas, by controlling alphas, I will control the undead army"

When Michael was trying to control countless Spycam with his mind, the system warned him about the drawbacks of controlling too many things with his brain. Hence, he connected the feeds to the mirrors and gave control of all the Spycams and drones to Azazel while he only established connections with them when needed. This way, his brain had way less strain.

"Third, I have 40,000 badass points remaining. I need to to have as much points as i can when I go to Mazeroth"

The system went silent for a couple of moments,

"One connector coming up"

The connector was a three-inch-long two-inch wide paper-thin card with countless micro symbols etched into it. It vaguely resembled the chip in his forearm which connected the APD with his body. Whenever he needs a potion, he just needs to establish a connection with the APD and it would inject the potion into his bloodstream. Alternatively, the APD could also automatically inject potions into his body in case he lost consciousness and needed a healing potion for instance.

"Stop"

When Michael closed the system interface, the time slowing down effect disappeared as he ordered Dular to stop before he killed the Alpha.

Dular quickly stopped the ritual. In a blink of an eye, the Dark Lord appeared in front of him. For a moment, Dular thought he was going to die. Instead, the Dark Lord just gently slapped the back of his neck. He suddenly felt a bolt of electricity running through his spine. Dular touched the back of his neck and felt something on his neck,

"Now perform the ritual"

Dular was confused but he obeyed the order given to him. As before, the ritual started with a blue sphere and everything continued perfectly. A few minutes after Jonah stepped aside because Dular reached the point where the Alpha's head would explode. However, that did not happen.

The blue sphere gradually disappeared as the cold dead eyes of the alpha shone in red,

"II can feel the connection" Dular mumbled.