Exiled Clan 44 Fang

CLACK!

"Back again." Rudra clenched his bony fingers appreciating the power of his body.

He had finally learned about the strength of bones.

It was divided into 9 ranks each with 9 more grades. With 9th rank being the lowest and 1st rank being the best.

A 9th rank bone was the same as the bones of mortal while the 8th rank was equal to the Qi condensation stage cultivator.....

Currently, his skeleton physique was in the peak of 5th rank.

Even mortal grade spiritual weapons could not make a scratch on his bones.

He looked at the horde of skeletons in from of him they were all the lowest 9th rank bone body.

Some of them were at the peak of 9th rank, some of them were in the late or middle.

"Looks like the castle only did this much." Rudra thought he was lucky to have gotten the sp.a.w.n at the bone sea pile.

Gazing at the saber-tooth tiger he was currently sitting on Rudra was astonished.

"How did you become the 6th rank body?" Rudra seemed to understand how this kitty had caused his bones to break.

As the tiger was only rank below him it had been able to do minimal damage but most of the damage on his body was from the fire spell used by the Cloaked lich.

"Hmm, but most importantly" Rudra looked at his minions and raised his scepter high in the air.

All the skeletons turned and started to walk in a box formation with Rudra in the middle surrounded by the 200 skeletons.

"Let's go boys..." Rudra shouted in excitement.

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"Soul Fire!"

The white fire burned an incoming skeletal half-man and scorpion the fire visually did not harm but the fragile soul of the undead was extinguished by the soul flames and its bony body collapsed on the black soil.

"Bring it here." one of the undead dragged the body of the half scorpion man.

"Bone Strengthening Technique!" the undead in front of Rudra started to have a tiny tinge of bronze hue on its bones.

"You broke through to the 8th rank."

Rudra was pleased to see one of his skeletal minions breakthrough.

He once again commanded his horde to move on...

While sitting on the back of the tiger he started to think about various undead Arts he had learned.

"I would need to promote some of them into Knights while some into archers some into liches."

"I would like some a.s.sa.s.sins too."

"I need to increase their soul power for them to not be just dumb skeletons."

Rudra mulled over the fate of his minions while glancing at the horizon.

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"Wait, I should refine bone weapons and armors," Rudra spoke to himself.

Rudra pulled out the snake fang from his shoulders and fixed the bull horns on its broad end.

"The bull horn will act as the Guard of the sword, while the snake fang will be the shaft."

"It looks like a sword but it lacks a hilt."

Rudra broke one of his ribs and fixed it at the end of the bull horns such that it worked like a hilt

for the sword, he was refining.

The rib bone in his hands melted and changed its shape to a cylindrical hilt of a sword.

Rudra fixed the newly formed hilt on the bull-horn guards.

He swung the sword into the air.

SWISH

SWISH

"Good, I will name you Fang" Rudra caressed the shaft of his new sword with his bony hands.

He then took out the broken fang of the snake, "I can change it into a dagger."

Rudra fiddled with the dagger in his hand when he looked at the horizon to see another water pond with the same black water.

"Onwards boys..." Rudra commanded as he threw the dagger at the newly promoted and the only 8th rank skeleton in the group.