Bab 1047: They Want To Run Away

It was such a grinding brutal carnage that left none alive. I didn't aim at this, and just let my threads spread and infect forces lying behind the frontline of the enemy.

And once that happened, I waited for ten minutes until my technique reached its full capacity of controlling enemies.

I got control of tens of thousands, close to one hundred thousand. I could use the power of my bones, but this would be a total waste.

My bones turned out to be such precious material, and I got to preserve them and not rashly use them like before.

In addition to that, what was the point? I'd end up doubling or tripling this number? Then what? I'd get nothing else to do in my power to turn these forces under my wing.

To do so in this world, I had to force each single one to perform an oath with me. It was just too damn troublesome and time consuming, and I wouldn't get to revise what each one wrote on the ground.