Master Of None

Chapter  2177. Sensing Undeath

None of them wanted to know what Walker was thinking. They all expected that he was playing with fate by saying this. That he had mocked existence itself by expecting that the immortal king was heading for such a dastardly place. If the immortal king did manage to get to an undead plane, then what could happen? Would he have some form of undead spirits that he could control? Would there be some elemental plane undead that managed to survive there? Or worse, would the immortal king gain more power than before. As if to mock them, Walker looked at the rest of the group, including the light devouring dragon and dragonoids. He wasn't saying any of this as if it was a what if. Instead, he was saying it like it had already happened. "No." "Wait, you don't mean…" n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"He is saying that he senses some sort of mana just like the undead ancient city that we have all been to multiple times." With that, Su made it clear that she had understood what Walker had begun to sense with his mana sense. His mana sense had gone well above high mana sense and went to origin mana sense, no, true mana sense. His senses were so focused and true that he was able to pick up the variable manas that he had sensed before. Even without the understanding of those manas, Walker could pick them out. He didn't need to be able to understand how they worked or what exact amounts of different mana come together to make them. He didn't even need to be able to manipulate that mana anymore. As long as Walker had been exposed to it and managed to sense it, he could put his finger on the general idea of where that specific kind of mana was and how to follow it. Hence why he had been getting so much stronger and clear minded. He was sensing every single mana with such a great clarity that he was moving above where he had been before. "There is an undead elemental plane ahead, and there are a lot of moving things within it. The immortal king doesn't seem to be there though. He has death mana attached to him. He makes it clear that he is powerful. The undead there are most likely left behind for him to use at another time. Or because he gained enough strength to move faster without them. As they moved, the party saw the gray and white mists moving around trapped within some form of barrier. But it wasn't necessarily a mist, it was partially mana mixing together and bone dust. They could all understand that very specific shade of white that came with ancient bones. They had seen skeletons with that color before. 'Undead elemental plane

This small undead elemental plane is formed from various manas. Specifically, small amounts of dense life mana surrounded by a greater deal of death mana. There is also another form of mana called soul mana. Due to these manas being mixed in a unique way, this elemental plane will naturally raise the dead in to undead versions of themselves. They will sometimes lose their elemental affinities but can also retain them. Most have damaged souls due to this process and lose their mentality or the soul itself. Others can maintain intelligence which allows them to grow by leaps and bounds as an undead. They can mutate, improve their bodies, or even retain their elemental affinities using undead skills related to them. Hence why they are able to become liches, undead high paladins, ancient skeletal dragons, or other undead…

This plane holds various other manas which are influenced by…'

There was a lot of information that Walker gained from using the all around appraisal skill. The others appeared to fail at this though. Most likely because of the complex manas that made the undead elemental planes up which they could not comprehend properly. Not that he doubted that they could one day understand it the way he currently did. And he would also be learning more about it here and now. "That's the weird undead that he was riding." Since Gil spotted the movement behind the odd gray and white mists, he was able to make out the shadow of the undead that the immortal king had been riding. However, it was different. Its body was opened up much larger, its mouth had unhinged and there was a large empty dark space. Many of the bones around its body were pushed outwards like spikes. Along with this, there was also a greater amount of mana and many hands of different monsters stretching from that dark unhinged jaw. "It gained a more comfortable living place. So it gained strength and the immortal king left it here because he lost control of it. That thing had all of the undead inside it, so it released many of them." "Wait, you think that the immortal king lost control of it? Brother, that is too wild!" Just as Onyx said, the idea that the immortal king had lost control of all his undead was ridiculous. "It's not as crazy as you think. He was an elder lich, but that body he has now is not at all the body that bound his undead. I have a feeling he used the undead plane to alter his body and it was better to release all of them. They are tools to him anyways. Even the ones he likes he can reclaim here if he desires. That what the bone white mists are, they are sealing spells he made."

'Bone storm mist

This is a living undead spell. It is both a spell created by an elder lich and a piece of its body. Because of this, it is somewhat an autonomous undead that will act as it was instructed by the one that created it. However, it will eventually run out of mana unless it is consistently connected to a source. The bone mists cause unique rune patterns to form which traps mana in a singular place. This is why some of the oldest liches are the most dangerous. They can seal other manas just by using pieces of their own undead bodies as payment. This undead becomes singular due to being separated. This means it can never return to being a part of the undead it came from. It also means that it will always function as it was created to do. The bone dust it is made of will move like a storm around what it is sealing. Even if it is stretched thin, it will maintain the runes it creates. Many beings can walk through it and become trapped…'

The spell was ingenious and completely unique to a lich that could literally shave off a part of their core which housed their very being to make this undead. But the fact that this undead was also a spell was mind boggling. In a way, the immortal king had somehow managed to make life. Not true life, but an undead out of nothing but a part of himself. It hurt to even comprehend. "So he sealed his undead which are getting strong inside that thing with a piece of his real body? Or a piece of his current body?" This was clearly hurting Remey's head as Walker explained it. "If it remains sealed, we have no issues with letting it be." The light devouring dragon knew that this was of no concern to it of the light dragonoids. Especially since there was a clear barrier that prevented any issues here. "No, we have to handle them. They are undead from the world. Experiments that should not be. That thing that carried other undead using some odd space or dark mana is the perfect example. It has already changed in to something else as it gains strength from the undead elemental plane." Walker knew that there would be a worse danger if this was left to grow. "You believe that we will be unable to handle this?" to be fair, the light devouring dragon was not used to being doubted whatsoever. Hearing Walker's doubt was insulting. "No, none of us will be able to if we leave it be. Especially the skeletons that are changing before our very eyes. Can you not see them? Their bones are getting denser. One of them has even had its body grow new spikes along every outer bone as defenses." Since Gil was confident in what Walker said, he backed him up, but he could also see the undead changing. He was watching it happen. Just as the party had acclimated and grown a lot since they entered the elemental planes. So were the undead. They had just taken longer to get to a place where they would be able to grow. The immortal king had given them that perfect place. "Can you call others to help us?"