Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro finished his tenth time and felt some exhaustion, so he took a break. He looked at the closely approaching armies and muttered:

"This will be an epic battle no doubt."

He wasn't worried at all… he was so excited. 

He was sure he would survive this ordeal and become stronger at the end.

He watched his 500k of skeletons clashing with the incoming monsters. Ibro felt great anticipation for his newly formed army. 

Although there was the issue of moving them around after the end of the battle, he didn't care for this right now. 

He was experimenting with his new power, and at the same time, he was trying to raise his power as well. 

Although his skeletons were weaker than the monsters, their numbers were their biggest advantage. Although the tunnel was huge, it couldn't teleport large numbers of monsters in this short period of time. 

The two armies clashed and the upper hand from the start was for the skeletons. They were like spiders. Over one hundred skeletons climbed over its huge body and started attacking it. 

For each ten skeletons got killed by the hand of the monster, one of the monsters fell dead. Ten minutes passed and most of the skeletons got upgraded. They reached the advanced class skeletons. 

Ibro didn't slack either, he continued to summon skeletons. He listened to the system advice and slowed down his speed in using his technique. His newly added skeletons joined the fight under the protection of the higher class skeletons. 

From far, Ibro felt as if it was a white ocean clashing with a black one. He wasn't nervous about this war. As long as he kept using his death summon technique then he would have continuous reinforcements. 

The only problem here was his spiritual energy. This energy was depleting faster than his ability to nourish it. When he was lost in thought about how to solve this problem, the battle was still hot. 

The numbers of monsters didn't seem to decrease at all even after a few hours of battle. On the other hand, the army Ibro summoned had enlarged to reach tens of millions. He then stopped to take a longer break this time. 

His spiritual energy was almost depleted. His skeletons had witnessed a great transformation in these hours. There were now legions of different types of skeletons like death guards, lich, archer bone cavalry and death knights. 

His death knight had raised its strength by a great amount. Ibro didn't think his army would lose any time soon. The more time they fought, the stronger they got. 

The war now was really like the wars at the Rioneed game. He just needed some walls and towers and he could live here forever fighting these monsters. He suddenly thought about such an idea. 

Although he was tempted with this idea, he knew he couldn't do it. Unfortunately, the technology in this world was at a pre-historic age. 

If he wanted to take such a feat, then he had to follow the system in this world. He needed to establish a sect or an academy. 

He wasn't that interested in cultivation, but if he couldn't find a way back to his home then he must consider this option. If he had to choose then he would choose the academy. 

This was a long term plan that contained many variables, so he didn't think seriously about it. He began to think about the nature of this world. Was it like his universe? Was there a high-end universe with many subsidiary universes? 

If so then where was he right now? Was he at the main world or at one of the many-branched universes? When he gave it some thoughts, he was pretty sure that he was in a branched universe. 

That academy was one of the strongest here. In Ibro's opinion, they were weaker than expected. That had only one explanation, he was at a branch universe. So the question was how would he be able to move to the higher universes then?

'Tell me how many souls I have accumulated till now.'

'You have four million three hundred and fifty-six thousand four hundred and thirteen souls sir. Do you want to learn a technique now?'

Ibro checked the status of the war. The situation was under his control till now. He didn't let his guard down though.

'No, keep amassing the souls and the energy you get from the killed monsters. I believe we will need this energy soon.'

Ibro had a vague sense of danger. He decided to be cautious. He then sat down and tried to calm his mind. He then put another core into his mouth. 

The one that entered his body before was almost absorbed to the half. He needed to replenish his energy without any help from the system. 

He needed the system to store the energy which came from the battle up front. This amount of energy that came from his skeleton army was really massive. 

He started to rotate the energy absorbed from the two cores to replenish his dried meridians and loci. More than ten hours had passed before he opened his eyes. 

He didn't manage to absorb the whole energy from the two cores in this period. He opened his eyes because he heard a loud bang from the front. He checked the battlefield. 

His army had lost some troops but it was still holding its grounds. That loud bang didn't come from this battlefield. He felt his previous worry wasn't groundless after all. 

He looked around the battlefield searching for any abnormal signs. He really found one. At the far west, there appeared signs of a small hole. It was still so small, but Ibro knew it was the beginning of another tunnel. 

He didn't continue watching as he started to summon more skeletons to the battleground while ordering:

'Raise the level of my death summon technique now.'

'How many levels do you want to raise, sir?'

'Raise the quality by five levels and quality by three.'

'It's done.'