The Great Demon King

Chapter 6: I'll Get Her One Day

It was already midnight when Han Shuo woke up. The magical yuan was back to circulating in an irregular pattern, but there seemed to be something extra in his brain. Everything seemed much clearer now, compared to before, when he looked around.

A sudden thought struck Han Shuo and he resettled into meditation. He carefully extended his senses according to the instructions in "The Foundations of Necromancy", and finally confirmed that because the magical yuan had traveled to his brain when the Agony of the Soul had hit, he had bafflingly trained some mental strength into existence.

"Hahaha... I am definitely a genius. I meditated and gained some mental strength in such a short amount of time. Heh heh, perhaps it's time to try out the lowest level of necromancy magic. Let's see if I can summon a skeletal warrior!"

He hastily hauled out "The Foundations of Necromancy" and flipped through the pages. He still couldn't find the incantation to summon a skeletal warrior after searching for a while. It was only then that Han Shuo realized "The Foundations of Necromancy" was a reference for only basic necromancy knowledge, and didn't contain any incantations or spells.

Han Shuo furrowed his brow in thought and recalled Lisa's incantation with some effort. He immediately raised his hands up high, concentrated his mental strength, and started chanting, "Souls of the fallen soldiers, heed the dark herald's call and reveal your existence!"

When he finished chanting, he felt the insubstantial amount of mental strength in his mind rapidly fade away. It seemed that he also perceived something in that moment, but then his head suddenly started to hurt and he sat wearily on the bed, panting heavily and completely drained.

When Han Shuo slumped over his bed, a black shadow flashed through his little warehouse, and a starkly-white skeleton, half the height of the one Lisa had summoned, appeared afterwards.

Han Shuo felt sheer elation when he saw the snow-white skeleton holding a bone dirk and staring back at him with two empty, hollowed out eye sockets. Despite the difference in size, this was still a skeleton and was proof that his necromancy spell had succeeded.

His body felt completely drained and his mind was woozy. Upon referring to "The Foundations of Necromancy", Han Shuo surmised that his mental strength was too weak, and thus had his mental strength completely depleted when he had summoned the small skeleton.

Han Shuo felt a strange connection with the small skeleton standing in front of him, but his mental strength was so weak, that he couldn't even issue an order, much less send it back to another dimension.

Thus, a human and skeleton stared blankly at each other for a while. No one would come to Han Shuo's warehouse anyway, and it made no difference if the skeleton was here, since it wouldn't do anything without his orders.

It was already well past midnight by the time Han Shuo was done with everything. He was exhausted beyond belief, and once the surprise had worn off, Han Shuo fell into a weary, befuddled sleep.

The next day, not yet daybreak.

Han Shuo had already woken up and was planning on clearing out the trash as usual before anyone else had gotten up. He was just about go through the same routine when his eyes landed on the small skeleton standing next to the trash heap.

His mental strength seemed to have recovered a bit after a night's sleep, but it was still definitely not enough to send the little skeleton back to another dimension. However, it seemed to be enough to give it a single command — throw away the trash.

The little skeleton immediately stretched its legs out when the order was given, and slowly extended its five bone fingers to pick up the heap of trash next to it. It pushed the door open and walked outside.