Of course, for Rowan, no matter how many low-level monsters there were, it was useless because they couldn’t break his defense.
Direct charge.
Rowan rushed in with his blade and hacked away wildly.
[EXP + 50] [EXP + 60] Hmm?
Rowan frowned slightly.
It wasn’t that the skeletons were strong; their strength was actually quite weak.
To him, it was one strike per kill.
What bothered him was that the EXP from these Undead was a bit low.
Rowan discovered that at the same level, the EXP from Undead was half that of normal monsters.
Strictly speaking, the cost-effectiveness of skeletons was too low; the EXP was inferior to monsters, and they didn’t drop any loot either.
However, compared to monsters, Undead had one major advantage: they could be summoned using necromancy.
If he killed a pile of monsters and then summoned them back using necromancy, could he kill them all over again?
No, no, that was still too slow.
If he could create a zone of the Undead, allowing it to continuously produce Undead, wouldn’t he be able to grind EXP endlessly?
This was a good idea; he could try it once his strength improved a bit more.
Although the EXP from skeletons was low, it was still quite considerable if the quantity was high enough.
Rowan hacked his way through.
The normal skeletons couldn’t break his defense at all, and the attacks from the Skeleton Mage and archers were ticklish.
Ten minutes later, these hundred or so Undead were wiped out by Rowan, netting him a little over ten thousand EXP.
A bit too little.
But it didn’t matter.
If the quality wasn’t enough, quantity would make up for it.
Recently, the Katze Plains were overflowing with Undead; there was no shortage of them.
Slash, slash, slash all the way.
The sky gradually darkened.
Rowan had already entered the depths of the plains.
There were no villages around here, and regardless of whether he encountered monsters or Undead, their numbers and strength were incomparable to those at the edge of the plains.
It was late, and camping on the vast plains was not an easy task.
If it were a squad, the members could take turns keeping watch, but for Rowan, being alone, that wouldn’t work.
This was also the most troublesome part about being a lone wolf; with no one to keep watch in the wild, there was no way to rest.
Rowan found a large rock and pitched his tent beside it.
He set up transparent wire fences and bells around the perimeter so he would have a warning if any monsters intruded.
Of course, this wasn’t foolproof.
Rowan wouldn’t take off his armor while sleeping, and he didn’t even dare to sleep too soundly.
Hiding in the tent, Rowan muttered that when the time came, he must learn a summoning spell so that at least someone could keep watch while he slept.
…
Rowan was lucky.
He didn’t encounter any monsters all night.
As soon as the sky turned slightly bright, he got up, packed his things, and continued forward.
Not long after, Rowan encountered a group of Undead.
It didn’t look like the small groups from before.
This time, it was a massive group, estimated to be several thousand by sight, wandering around like zombies.
Its composition included various monster Undead as well as humanoid Undead.
Among them were quite a few high-level Undead.
Notably, there was a tall Skeleton Mage, likely their leader, whose level was very high; the others were not much of a problem.
[High-Rank Skeleton Mage (Undead)] [Level: 21] [Class: Undead (Lv15), Great Necromancer (Lv6)] The opponent was wearing a black mage robe and holding a magic wand.
There were also a dozen or so Undead over level 15, with classes like warriors, archers, mages, and so on.
Needless to say, the ones below level 15 weren’t worth mentioning.
Good grief, a mini youth version of the Ainz Ooal Gown, huh?
Let me test your strength.
Before, when fighting the Goblin King with the Destiny Squad, he had been constrained by the fear of information leakage.
Now it was different; there was no one around, so he could let loose and test his strength.
Rowan didn’t have any hidden methods or techniques for rushing in; he just went in recklessly.
Start, charge.
Rowan rushed toward the monster horde.
They had obviously discovered Rowan and started charging toward him.
However, Rowan’s attention was focused solely on that Skeleton Mage.
The opponent didn’t make a move, perhaps wanting to let its lackeys test Rowan’s depth.
Rowan didn’t waste his skills on the small fry; he used basic attacks directly.
Auto-attacks combined with basic strikes, diagonal slashes followed by horizontal sweeps.
[EXP + 100] [EXP + 180] [EXP + 120] Dense notifications of EXP popped up.
Although the values weren’t high, they made up for it in quantity.
Rowan was like a shark charging into a school of fish; wherever he went, bones flew everywhere.
The occasional arrow or magic spell couldn’t break his defense at all.
His current defense was terrifyingly high, and his magic defense was even more monstrous; magic below Tier 3 was basically just a tickle.
He slashed from left to right, from east to west.
These Tier 1 and Tier 2 Undead were just like wheat; he crushed them effortlessly.
Hmm?
A Tier 3 Skeleton Warrior ran over, looking to be around level 16.
Let’s try this move.
“Tier 2 Magic – Lightning Spear!” The Lightning Spear made of lightning struck the Skeleton Warrior, knocking it to the ground, but it crawled back up.
What a showy but useless magic.
He rushed forward and swung his sword, and the Skeleton Warrior was one-shotted without even a sound.
Seeing Rowan wipe out a hundred skeletons in the blink of an eye, and that even the Skeleton Warrior was no match, the High-Rank Skeleton Mage probably realized the enemy in front of it was not weak.
Thus, it made its move.
Tier 3 Magic, Shadow Arrow!
A pitch-black arrow flew toward Rowan.
Although it was fast, with Rowan’s current speed, he was able to react in time.
With a simple slash of his blade, he split the Shadow Arrow directly.
This distance was about right.
“Heh, witness this move.
You are the first monster to taste my ultimate move.” It was embarrassing to say, but he had never used the ultimate move of the Healer, Overlimit Degradation.
Before, either the enemies were too weak, or there were others around, so he hadn’t had the chance to use it.
Now was a good opportunity.
“Asura Slash!” A black sword energy swept out horizontally, slaughtering all the skeletons within a dozen meters, whether they were big skeletons or small ones.
Dense EXP values popped up before his eyes.
The power of Asura Slash was really good; it lived up to being a skill of a rare class.
It was just a pity that it could only be used three times a day; that was too few.
With the area cleared, Rowan charged forward directly.
That High-Rank Skeleton Mage chanted a new spell.
Judging by the momentum, it was at least a Tier 4 spell.
Then, “Overlimit Degradation!” A gray dome expanded outward from Rowan as the center, like an inverted bowl, covering everything within a radius of over twenty meters.
Whether on the ground or in the air, everything was within the range of the magic circle.
The Skeleton Mage and the hundreds of skeletons around it were all enveloped within it.
Within this area, the entire sky changed color.
This was the first time Rowan had used this skill, mainly to test the effect of this move.
In fact, even without using this move, Rowan could have easily slaughtered this group of Undead.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”