The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 931

Chapter 931 Waiting for Bomgon

For the next two days, Karl and the others relaxed in the fort, or in the Tiny World, where the two Totem Ranked dragons were still sunning themselves, and most likely avoiding responsibilities, as outsiders were unlikely to discover them while they were inside.

Fortunately, it did not appear that anyone was actively looking for them. Or for anyone else in the group, for that matter.

The undead armies weren't attacking, they had retreated to a city over a hundred kilometres from the border, and the army was more concerned with properly purging the last of the undead and any infected items from the city.

The death toll of the attack had been catastrophic, and the port city of Bagaandormen could hardly be called a city anymore.

Demons weren't truly helpless, even the ones that weren't soldiers. But with so many undead literally dropped on their homes, over half of the city had died during the attack, and many more were infected with various undead curses and viruses.

The Drodh Army had declared it a quarantine zone, so even Lotus could only stand near the wall in healing tree form to help the residents, she could not go inside to let them get the full radius of her aura.

But after a few days, the situation appeared to be mostly under control, and only a few lingering undead or survivors were being found under rubble.

"What do the most recent reports among the clerics say, Priestess?" Karl asked Delilah as the red dragon transformed back to human for lunch on the fourth day after the battle.

"A whole lot of nothing. The undead armies have retreated further than usual this time, and they're not launching any attacks along the border at all. If anything, the attempt to expand the borders might have ended.

There doesn't seem to have been a good reason why, as they've still got plenty of troops left, but Lord Bomgon likes to test the waters now and then, so he might just be changing his target to the border along the Unzatharb side.

The two share a border nearly the same length as Bomgon and Drodh, but a bit more mountainous than the rolling hills around us." She replied casually as she inspected the lunch buffet.

"Well, at least that makes it decidedly not our problem. But trying to understand why the Undead are so insistent on expanding the blight is beyond me." Karl agreed. Joel, the white dragon, currently in the form of an old man, smiled at Karl's admission. "It's really quite simple. They thrive on unholy energy of a particular variety. The blight radiates it, and the larger the area of the blight, the stronger the energy is. Much like moving from a lower mana continent to the Dragon Isles, this is something that helps their growth.

The Undead might not be fully functional in the brain capacity department most of the time, but the ones who did retain most of their mental faculties understand well enough that they need territory if they're going to create an undead horde strong enough to keep themselves from becoming a nomadic threat on other nations' territories."