Chapter 232 Purge The Spider (1)

While Yvraine often told Samiel that he had weird presumptions about what "dates" were supposed to be because only he would have an idea to consider hunting down and slaughtering the enemies as a date.

But, fortunately, Yvraine was okey with it.

After they divided their roles among everyone, Samiel and Yvraine departed for the nearest hostiles that needed to be annihilated, which was a small colony of the local humans, one of the ones that Samiel ignored on his way here, but this time they needed to be killed.

Sadly for them, there was no place for them in the Bone Mountains.

Samiel and Yvraine departed shortly after they finished their discussion with Juulius, who then passed the information to Dharzug because it was up to the big ork to assemble the orkish army.

This army would be advancing towards the stronger factions that were remaining in the Bone Mountains, as some of them were not conquered by the Church of Lolth... yet.

Fortunately, the weather in the Bone Mountains wasn't that intense compared to the rest of the 10th Floor, as most of the sun and heat were blocked by the enormous mountain range.

Also, the huge bones of the Holy Legendary Level Arrakian sandworm were passively absorbing a lot of the sunlight and heat from the sky, thus lowering the whole temperature and sunlight levels of the Bone Mountains.

This made the place much more habitable.

"Are we there yet?"

Samiel heard her ask already the third time since they departed the main headquarters of the Holy Sunz Klan. Fortunately, the only good thing that remained after the vampires had left were the resources they left him there because Smaiel finally had enough to complete the Advancement Quest of the 10th Floor and build the Divine Altar to the Azathoth.

He also wanted to postpone his leaving this floor until he didn't destroy as many Divine Altars as possible to obtain the best possible reward from the Akashic Records possible. This would require some time, but he was okey with it... as usual, Samiel had a lot of free time on his hands.

"No... and stop already asking... you are already becoming more annoying than me..."

Samiel answered his lover as she was rambling about a plethora of things; she grinned, hearing his answer because she essentially achieved what she wanted, which was riling Samiel up.

For Yvraine, who was bored during their trip to clean out the weaker factions around the Holy Sunz Klan, which wouldn't be suspicious.

Two people would be much harder to notice than an entire horde of screaming orks for waaaggghhh...

"I learned from the best."

Yvraine said cheekily while giving her man a kiss on his cheeks and happily hugged his army as they were walking through another corridor that led to the small fortress which belonged to the small tribe of local humans.

Apparently, they were also a bit cannibalistic due to the lack of food on the 10th Floor... which was relatively understandable because this was a place where nothing would grow. The stronger factions would delve deep into the underground to hunt for the magical beasts or the strongest ones would hunt directly for the sandworms.

A single sandworm could feed hundreds and we are talking about lower Tiered ones; the bigger and stronger sandworms are able to feed thousands.

This was common practice among the powerful factions that still lived on the 10th Floor of the Tower because, logically, only the sandworms were the only stable source of food that could feed wide populations of various factions.

"Indeed you did... but whatever... for now, be quiet and focus on a journey... we could be ambushed at any time possible in these areas."

He instructed as Yvraine nodded her head and snuggled to his arm, as Samiel grimaced her at reckless behavior. Even though they were attacking a weak enemy, it was the enemy nevertheless and he would never underestimate any kind of enemy.

"You should be warier of your surroundings and that we are in a hostile territory and could be ambushed at any time... this is not time to act jovially and ignore the dangers that these natives possess."

Samiel rebuked his lover as she raised her brow at him, to which he knew that he fucked up because she would say something that would destroy his argument in one sentence.

"Are you saying that you are so incompetent that you can't protect me?"

Indeed it was... if there was one thing against which he was pretty vulnerable, it was his own pride in his own power and Yvraine knew exactly where to attack him to win this round... as expected, he didn't say anything else aside from that, as they continued closer to the small fortress deep in the mountains that belonged to the natives of the 10th Floor.

For the rest of their little journey through the mountain range and avoiding some zones where powerful magical beasts were noted to live, they finally arrived at something that seemed like a small valley, where both of them could see big fortresses made from stone standing proudly.

Though the design itself was a bit primitive for Samiel's taste because its defensive capabilities seemed a little low, while Yvraine scoffed because it looked ugly... though what else would he expect from elves... they always cared about the superficial beauty of the architecture of their buildings.

"So, how would we do it?"

Yvraine asked as they were observing the fortress. It was pretty big, though that was comprehensible because in that fortress, at least three thousand people lived in there, while another few thousand lived in the mini city that was built all around the fortress.

Altogether the population of the entire tribe of humans was around eight thousand, plus / minus a few hundred taken. Samiel was also analyzing how to do it most efficiently, considering the fact that the strongest aura that he felt was around Bronzte-Tier and there were not even a lot of them... they were scarce on, contrary to what one would expect.

"I seriously doubt that these scavengers slash cannibals would have something of any value... so bombard it; Undead will finish what was lucky to survive."

Samiel answered coolly as Yvraine nodded and went to prepare her spells. After she reached the Silver-Tier, she had already comprehended and mastered a good number of the 6th Level Spells from the Elementia Magicae, so this time, they were going to supplement each other's spells.

Samiel was using the Winter Magic, while Yvraine was using the Ice Magic. As they were relatively far from the targetted location of their attack, both of them started conjuring their magic and within several seconds, a huge wave of ice constructs started falling down onto the fortress and its surroundings of it.

Both of them could see how everything was crushed into debris, people were killed and Samiel's ward, which he had laid down previously almost instantaneously, was doing its job at capturing every single soul.

"Send them another wave... this time, use something similar to the Blizzard."

Samiel stated as Yvraine carried out his order and used the equivalent spell of the Ice Magic as the temperature in the entire valley dropped drastically almost within a few seconds, it even started snowing.

He liked the snow, and he liked when it was snowing; it was nice and gave him peace of mind; it was a bizarre and yet very satisfying feeling. Yvraine also observed how the freezing frost was freezing everything below them to one huge block of ice while the injured from the precious attack were already being frozen to death.

'And the soul count is increasing at tremendous speed...'

He thought as he looked at the soul-catching ward that was albeit a bit primitive by the standards of the Hall of Kadath but still very much effective at catching a low number of souls from the entire valley.