Eldritch Creature's Guide

"Hmm... should be probably enough; now, if you excuse me, I need to rest and do some modifications on my Undeads."

Samiel said to Yvraine, while with one yes, he looked at Nefertari, who was napping on a nearby branch of a huge tree in the garden, as this was one of her favorite spots. She was already very close to reaching a Bronze-Tier, meaning his Familiar was getting stronger and stronger.

The only thing she needed was time.

'Sleep hooman, good sleep here.'

She mumbled a few incomprehensible words from her sleep. Thus Samiel let her be and continued sleeping on the Moon Ponds premises.

Like most of the cats or cat-like species, even Nefertari spent the majority of her day sleeping, though when she woke up, she was an annoying little hellion that demanded attention right here and now, and he was often forced to comply with Her Majesty's demands.

After Samiel left, Yvraine sighed deeply while looking at his familiar, who had just now opened his eyes.

"Your Master is a dense idiot; are you aware of that fact?"

She asked Samiel's familiar Nefertari seriously, as the little kitten just licked its paw and then started grooming itself to be nice and pretty.

'Indeed...'

Stated the little Elder Wampus kitten as she continued to clean herself while occasionally glancing at frustrated Yvraine.

'While I am not that familiar with mating traditions of other species aside from us, I can tell that the indirect approach you are trying with my master would take you probably centuries if not millennia, of course, if it will even succeed... I will advise you to be more direct.'

Nefertari then flapped her little wings as she flew from one branch to another, where she found a better spot to lay down. At the same time, she curiously observed all the things that were happening around her.

Nefertari, as her master familiar, knew that the man was dense as rock and also saw numerous sneaky attempts from Yvraine's side, to which all of them he was obvious. All of her subtle hints and other womanly signals were like throwing peas against the wall.

So it was clear that she would need to change her strategy because, with the current one, her chances for success are close to, if not zero.

Maybe it was time; she decided to be bolder, even though the approach of her bitch rival Estrid seemed terrible, but probably could have some advantages when it came to dense people like Samiel Zentaur.

***

While Yvraine was scheming in her mind, Samiel went to create his first Advanced Undeads.

The first one Samiel decided to create was a Death Knight because he needed some heavy hitters in his Undead Army, which was steadily forming already. Not to mention that Death Knights were a special type of Undead, with an Evolutionary and Growth attribute, meaning they could evolve to a higher form of the Undeads and even reach Legendary Level with enough time and resources.

To create a Death Knight, Samiel needed a base, so he decided to use actually three things as a base for the Death Knight. The first one was the corpse of the Forest Troll Chief, which the Transcendental Entity possessed.

The second one was his strongest Ork, a peak Bronze-Tier Ork during the time when he was alive and now his strongest Undead. And the third one, was Undead, created from the Drow Warrior, which would also be perfect.

,m Now, he needed to combine all of this, and that would be achieved through the art of Flesh Crafting. Flesh Crafting was a sub-type of Necromancy which focused on using the Flesh of deceased beings to make Zombies and other similar things.

Often it was used to create various Chimeras and Abominations of nature. Samiel wasn't the best Flesh Crafter, but he knew something about the art, and it should be enough to create some sort of abomination for his needs.

Not to mention, he was going to combine some of the Void Magic into the mix because he planned to create a really special Death Knight, one that would have enough potential to reach the peak of the Legendary Level and lead his Undead armies in his name.

The first thing Samiel did, was to draw out some of his blood, which he used to draw a ritualistic circle with the shape of a pentagram, while in each triangle space, was number was a symbol, each corresponding to Azathoth, and one of his aspects.

Mainly, Dream, Chaos, Madness, Slaughter, and Void. Each of them had a corresponding runic symbol, which Samiel carefully drew onto the pentagram ritual magic circle. After the circle was finished, he took out the corpse of the Forest Troll Chief, which was pretty much damaged seriously, and also summoned two of his strongest Undeads.

He laid down the corpse of the Forest Troll Chief in the middle of the Pentagram Magic Circle while the two Undeads stood next to it, on its left and right sides. As the next thing, he took out one set of armor, which he found on the 2nd Floor.

He got it from the Dimensional Ring of the Asura Tribesman. He decided to keep it because it was Unique-Grade Runic Armor Set, together with two runic weapons. Hence, its worth was more than even the average Legendary-Grade set.

And now he finally found a use for the Runic Armor Set, and its added two swords. And on top of all that, the armor looked pretty menacing, and together with the twin swords, it would create the perfect image of a villain, or at least Samiel thought that.

As the next things, he took out more than 500 Bronze-Tier Mana Crystals and 30 Soul Force Crystals to support the entire ritual and to create at least a peak Bronze-Tier Death Knight; hopefully it would be Silver-Tier with all of the material he was investing in it.

He even took out his only Silver-Tier Mana Crystals, numbered in tens and also several thousands of Steel-Tier Mana Crystals.

And as the last thing, he took out one Gold-Tier Mana Crystal that he found by chance. He held the Gold-Tier Mana Crystal between his hands as he started using the [Winter Ruler] until he was completely exhausted, and he consumed all of his Mana Reserves entirely.

One could observe that the color of the Gold-Tier Mana Crystal changed entirely, from the original goldish one to light blue, like the color of the Ice created by the [Winter Ruler].

Samiel panted a little as the process of creation of a miniature Heart of Winter, or rather fake Heart of Winter took a great toll on him. After he waited for one hour until all of his Mana Reserves were regenerated, he repeated this process.

Altogether he repeated this 7 times until the fake Heart of Winter was created from the Gold-Tier Mana Crystal. Originally the Heart of Winter was Ultra-Order Grade Artifact used by the most powerful Transcendents and is currently in the custody of the Asgardians.

Just one usage of that thing could turn even the High World into an enormous chunk of Ice floating in the Cosmos. What Samiel was doing, he wanted to imitate its functions, to give his future Death Knight General the ability to use Ice-related abilities as he could and thus have some sort of Ice attribute in his very own being.

Thus he used a method of conversion of Mana Crystal to an Elemental Crystal. Normally, only Gold-Tier individuals with precise Mana Control abilities could barely succeed, and this was the domain of Legendaries due to the amount and density of Mana and the appropriate ability required for such a feat.

After everything was in place, Samiel also got into a place and started chanting the spell for the ritual.

"The lw'nafh ng n'gha, ah ahehyee ya nyth'drnn."

As he said the first chant, the Magic Circle lit up in a blue light, which, even though it looked warm and harmless, was dangerous for those who were near it. Suddenly, a penetrating cold aura burst out from the circle as the Void itself descended into this room, and all objects on the Pentagram started levitating and melting down into a weird glob of flesh, metal, energy, and just everything.

"Ah'n'gha'drn ot mgfm'latghnah ng n'gha, hup nafl'fhtagn soth, hup nafl'fhtagn n'gha, hup nafl'fhtagn mgepogg, hup nafl'fhtagn l' syha'h ot n'ghaa ng ya ahuaaah."

Samiel continued chanting in the Eldritch language or also known as R'Lyehian, as the weird, disgusting mass of flesh, metal, Mana Crystals, and other things he put there started taking shape.

Around the fake mini Heart of Winter, a body started forming, resembling a Drow Warrior, just much more bulky and muscular, in physique similar to a weird combination of Ork and Forest Troll. It was tall, around 5 meters, far above the average Ork Boys and approaching that of Ork Boss.

"Nafl'fhtagn ya mghlirgh ah'n'gha'drn, l' ahnyth ya llll syha'h Iiahe ya ah'n'ghaor ng nnn'drn l' ya mghrii."

He finished the chant as the melted metal, fused with the flesh of the abomination of Death Knight, still preserving the same menacing design as it was before; just now, it was radiating enchanting pale blue color, resembling that of Ice and Coldness.

"Damm, that was tiring as hell."

Samiel muttered as he sat on the ground, trying to regenerate some of the lost Mana.

What he was doing was actually the most complicated and hardest process to create a Death Knight. Most Necromancers would use a spell for that, but the results were not that good.

The difference was in quality. Essentially, Death Knights created through direct usage of a spell lacked the full sentience, and while they were pretty powerful, they couldn't advance or evolve that easily, not to mention they didn't have any added attributes.

Contrary to that, his Death Knight was far more majestic and powerful, and Samiel could sense it was Silver-Tier one out of nowhere. Not to mention, it was pretty packed up; it should have some Level Abilities and some SKills already.

"Name... you need a name because only then is the ritual done..."

He muttered because he was not good with names... even his own, which he was using, was taken from some anime or visual novel because it sounded cool and intimidating.

"Ashimer... your name will be Ashimer."

Samiel named him as he felt an enormous amount of Mana leave his body. At the same time, it all went towards the Death Knight, as his eyes opened and shined with menacing dark blue light through his horned helmet.

[You have bestowed Higher Undead (Frost Death Knight) with the name Ashimer.]

[Your achievement of creating Higher Undead has been recorded within the Records of the Akashic Records.]

[You have been awarded with 1,000 Records Points for your remarkable achievement.]

Samiel read the notifications from the Akashic Records with a pleased smile because not only did he create spectacular Undead, but he also got Record Points for this achievement.

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