Syllis and company quickly reached the area where the dozen of Bandits were gruesomely killed by the evil Undead. They were surprised to find burned corpses and sliced pieces of flesh everywhere. They were all taken down without their help.
"Eh? It feels like we are not even needed here…" Syllis sighed.
"Did we really had to come here after all?" Wondered the Goblin Chief.
"Huh?!" I asked. "Of course! Can't you see? They're all alive, somehow. I managed to keep them alive. You guys gotta finish them… well, not the ones that were sliced into tiny pieces though, those are more than dead."
"Uuggh… Aahh… It hurts. Cough…" A bandit began crawling around, his body completely charred black due to being burned so much, yet he was still Level 30, so he was strong enough to withstand a tiny fire and survive with barely 3 HP.
He extended his hand towards Syllis, asking for help.
Syllis looked down at the man, as he sighed, grabbing a rapier I had gifted to him from a drop inside a dungeon.
"Bandits like you are one of the reasons my tribe has struggled so much, relocating around the mainland so many times… I've heard tales from my grandfather about the many times you've attacked our tribe and stolen our children and women… No matter how much you ask for mercy, you're scum. Die like the scum you are."
The young rabbit-kin pierced the man's head with the tip of his rapier swiftly and masterfully, slicing his head open into two perfect halves, revealing the delicious brains inside… I mean, disgusting brains.
He saw as the rest of his tribe members and the goblins continued to do the same, slaying every single bandit left alive, just as planned.
"Can't we engage in battle next?" Asked Syllis. "I think I am competent enough…"
"Hmm, you have yet to evolve and are only Level 27… Okay fine." I sighed. "I'll buff you though. Abyss Armor, Sharp Shadows, Phantasmal Sensory Enhancement."
I conjured three Spells I had learned by myself over my time reading grimoires about spell creation and more. Abyss Armor creates an armor made of shadows and death essence over a target and increases their defense against physical and magical attacks, Sharp Shadows enhances the weapons of a target and covers them in shadows that deal additional damage, and Phantasmal Sensory Enhancement enhances the senses of a person and turns them supernatural for a few minutes. The whole combination of buffs lasts roughly ten minutes.
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
I did the same with everybody else. Unlike Undead, they cannot be replaced so easily though, so that's why I was being so cautious, but this is a nice way to finally put to use the new Buffing Spells I've designed. They're not that good to buff myself, they barely do much, but targets that are already weak receive an amazing enhancement. Everyone here got the potential, but have had very few opportunities to level up as frenetically as I and my main party could do it.
"Now's your chance guys, are you ready?" I asked.
The army of Rabbit-kin and Goblins roared, raising their weapons. Shadow Armors covered their bodies and their weapons overflowed with dark auras, their eyes shone bright red as their senses were enhanced and became similar to those of ghosts. This is but a small part of the actual power of conjuring magic, and I am still learning more as I grow stronger.
I quickly called upon several mounts, mostly Ice Wolves and Polar Bears Skeletons I raised into Low Level Undead and saved in my Shadow Storage for a while, trying to find the perfect opportunity to use them.
"Mount these and let's go! Don't let the Undead steal all the fun you guys!"
"I'll defeat these damned Bandits!"
"If what Lady Maria is right, they were even planning to invade our country!"
"We can't have mercy now!"
Like that, I abused the power of my Mapping Skill and quickly began mapping the entire place by spreading tiny Phantom Familiars everywhere. At the same time, I blocked the entrance we used by destroying the ceiling and leaving countless boulders there.
The caves were like a small labyrinth, large caves with open areas of around 50 meters were separated by thin corridors that branched into many smaller rooms. It was an idea cave for people to sleep inside and store things, and it seemed that there were pickaxes here, so they were mining and shaping this place to their liking, apparently.
The Bandits immediately realized they were invaded, and most of the choose to just flee. Despite their big numbers, they immediately turned their tails and started to run away in big groups, running across the thin corridors.
Abusing my Mapping Skill, I used this opportunity to ambush them as they ran away, while destroying all their escaping routes and blocking them with boulders.
In front of me, a big group of forty men were looking at our group with surprise, gritting their teeth. The Undead had gone the other way and caught up with another group of thirty, so these forty were all for the Rabbit kin and the Hobgoblins.
"What the…?! Those are just skeleton Undead? But they're not as many as the ones we saw before!"
"Oi, those are just rabbit people and… goblins?!"
"And who's that woman over there?"
"I am watching. Don't mind me." I said with a smile.
The bandits however suddenly got cocky, smiling back at us. The scary Undead were not here, and they thought they had just won. With a mere snap of my fingers I could completely delete them out of existence anyways, but where's the fun in that?
"Heh, they're just small fry anyways! Maybe that woman's the necromancer, she's looking like a sorceress. But the other guys are all weaklings, just look at their scrawny shapes wearing little leather clothes and barely any steel armor!" One of their generals spoke, a bearded man with an eyepatch and a mohawk for air.
Oh boy, you're DEAD wrong, my dude.