The pride of being a death artist and the future were riding on this battle .

Muyoung had intended to take everything from Death Lord and also gain the King of the Dead .

Cheating did not occur to him .

The only solution was to face it head on .

'He came of his own volition . I should face it personally, by myself . '

He walked towards the black hole .

Then the underlings of the King of the Dead surrounded Muyoung . They were determined to not let anyone else enter through the hole .

Even the Demon G.o.ds could not move hastily .

It seemed as if the King of the Dead has brought all of his troops with him .

By looking purely at the numbers, they were as many as there were demons .

Of course, if they were to engage in direct confrontation, the Demon G.o.ds would be superior, but they would still suffer significant damages .

It was because every one of the undead were the personal creations of the King of the Dead .

“I'll be right back . ”

As soon as Muyoung entered the hole .

Whirl!

The black hole disappeared without a trace .

It was a feeding ground .

The dungeon was filled with crying monsters in cages .

“I've captured them for this battle . From the lowest of the goblins, to the highest of the dragons . If any of the ingredients are needed, you may use them at will . ”

The King of the Dead said as if he was being generous .

The dungeon was much more s.p.a.cious then anyone could have imagined, and there were monsters that Muyoung has never seen before .

It looked as if all the monsters of the demon world were kept there .

'Impressive . '

Not only by the sheer numbers, but he was awed by the fact that this many types were collected .

Muyoung walked around the feeding ground . The ranks of the monsters rose higher as Muyoung walked towards the end, and dragons were positioned at the end .

Fire dragon, water dragon, earth dragon, light dragon… .

Even those legendary ones like Phoenix and Griffin!

“What should I make?”

“That will be a.s.signed by Artanis . ”

The Death Lord will tell us that himself?

It was then .

The words that appeared before his eyes .

They were different than the usual writings .

It was an incredibly bad writing as if the Death Lord had scrawled it himself .

Although he did not appear in person, it was obvious that this, too, was considered a test .

“Chimera… . ”

The king of the dead began to move as if he had antic.i.p.ated it to certain level .

He then moved to collect the needed ingredients from the cages .

'This battle, I'm at a disadvantage . '

The feeding ground was s.p.a.cious .

It was as big as a good sized city .

To prepare this type of facility in the dungeon was incredible, but what was more important was that the King of the Dead knew precisely where everything was located .

Truly… this was a disadvantageous fight . It could never be fair .

Yet, it wasn't possible to halt a fight that has already started .

And all this while, the clock was ticking .

Kraaahk!

Graaahk!

The phoenix was chosen first by him . Phoenix and the fire dragon . It was obvious from the get go that he wanted to make the top level chimera by using the best ingredients .

Was he going to make a fire G.o.d?

'Chimera, the collective being of countless number of monsters . '

It was a difficult task . Unlike the simple undead, making a chimera was a complex process as it was done by putting together the strengths of many monsters .

However, there was a possibility of side effects if, for instance, inharmonious bodies were forcibly fused together . The combination also needed to be considered carefully .

Certainly, good ingredients were helpful in creating a good chimera .

Even though this was an unshakable truth, it was somewhat different than what Muyoung wanted .

Muyoung walked over to the cage of an orc lord with red feather . The orc lord seemed to have some sort of a story .

“What is your name?”

Muyoung tried to engage in a conversation .

The King of the Dead could not understand what Muyoug was up to .

For over 24 hours, Muyoung has been talking with the monsters .

There were nearly ten thousand monsters in the feeding ground . Was he going to talk to every one of them?

'Cannot understand . '

It was getting harder and harder to understand as time went by .

At any rate, the Art of Death was the power of control .

The undead becomes absolutely obedient when it was created by the power of control .

The prior memory and spirit would both vanish into thin air .

Even having them was useless .

It was better to come up with a better combination by using better ingredients .

There was not enough time even to think about it, yet all that Muyoung did was converse like a mad man . What was more surprising was the fact that the monsters were responding to Muyoung's conversations .

Being able to a.s.similate, or perhaps, share emotions . Muyoung had such capabilities .

However, they were skills which were useless in making a chimera .

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