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I take a deep breath and memorize all the system changes. The worktable has now become automatic; I just need to think of the object I desire, and if I have the raw material in my inventory, the item will be created and made available in my inventory.

I gaze at the beautiful body of the mermaid, wishing she were still alive so that I could have her for myself, just like the elven women.

I rise slowly, leaving the princess to rest in her defeat. There is still much to explore in this unknown cave, and I must press on. I leave behind disappointment and fantasy, focusing on the next stage of my journey.

With caution, I begin to explore the cave in search of new discoveries. Each step is taken carefully, alert to any sign of danger that may be lurking in the shadows. The torches' light illuminates only a small portion of the environment, leaving the rest enveloped in impenetrable darkness.

As I advance, I come across a human skeleton holding a flaming bow and arrow. Its bones are worn by time and moisture, acquiring a grayish hue. Despite its fragile appearance, the skeleton seems to have a dark aura, emanating a sense of danger and power.

The skeleton's skull is partially intact, revealing sharp teeth and empty eye sockets where eyes once existed. Its bones are arranged haphazardly, as if it had been thrown there carelessly. The armor that once protected it is now corroded and rusty, almost disintegrating.

The bow the skeleton holds is made of twisted black wood, with mysterious inscriptions carved into its surface. The tips of the bow are sharp and have a reddish tint, as if constantly enveloped in flames. The energy emanating from this weapon is unsettling and yet fascinating.

[Shadow Legion Archer Commander!]

[Health points] = (9,500)

[Energy Points] = (5,699)

[Level] = (36)

Realizing the threat the skeleton poses, I decide to hide in a corner of the cave where its vision will be limited. I take care not to make any noise that might attract its attention. I watch cautiously as the skeleton remains motionless, as if waiting for something.

While remaining hidden, I plan the best strategy to deal with this new threat. The encounter with the skeleton confirms that this cave is indeed dangerous and full of challenges. I need to stay on high alert and use all available resources to ensure my survival.

I could simply retreat and go explore the small village I destroyed in the war, but my desire for adventure speaks louder. Using my newly enhanced intellect from the gauntlet, I realize that crushing the skeleton's bones will be effective in defeating it.

I clench my fist and focus the energy from the crystal contained in the gauntlet, preparing to strike. However, before launching the attack, I am surprised by a man dressed in a completely black robe. He resembles a skeleton, but his eyes radiate green flames, illuminating the dark cave.

[Witch's Herald]

[Health pointss] = (15,500)

[Energy Points] = (55,699)I think you should take a look at

[Level] = (63)

He is not alone, as a small army of abominable creatures accompanies him. Each one of them possesses an even more horrendous appearance than the other. He locks eyes with the skeleton with the bow and says, "We're ready. This time, the cursed dragon will perish!"

The skeleton, with the bow in hand, raises one arm and holds the red string of his weapon, and as if by magic, a fire arrow appears. I observe this event attentively as the skeleton with the bow speaks, "I heard a huge explosion coming from this direction. I believe the dragon has discovered our plans."

The macabre voice resonates in my ears, and the skeleton wearing the robe responds, "That's impossible. We are at a great depth below the surface. No one in this region has the power to challenge a level 1 mage. There is only one explanation: we have a variant in our plan."

The skeleton raises its hands and whispers magical words, "KringKrol." As the enchantment completes, a small portal opens in the air, emitting an eerie green light that fills the entire cave.

The portal vibrates and pulsates in the air until, after a few minutes, a female face appears before it, asking, "What is the situation, Boneclow?" Without hesitation, the skeleton named Boneclow responds, "We have a variant in the plan!"

While remaining hidden, observing the conversation between the skeleton Boneclow and the woman who appeared in the portal, I am intrigued by what is being discussed. The woman wears a pointed hat on her head, exuding an aura of authority. She emphasizes the importance of sticking to the plan and keeping the army of magical slaves intact to continue the fight.

"Follow the plan, even if it costs your life!"

With the green flames shining even more intensely in the skeleton's eyes, he demonstrates his obedience to the woman and replies with a macabre voice, "Yes, ma'am!" Soon after, the portal disappears as if it had never existed, leaving only the skeleton Boneclow and his archer companion.

Boneclow snaps his fingers, causing a staff to materialize before him. He holds it firmly and gives the order to the archer, "Follow me!" The skeleton with the bow promptly obeys, starting to follow the magical skeleton, accompanied by the army of magical slaves.

The scene before my eyes triggers a flood of thoughts in my mind. War against a dragon? Magical slaves? Talking skeletons? The world to which I am being introduced is full of mysteries and dangers, and strangely, I feel a smile forming on my lips.

After they depart, I rise and notice that in the right corner of the cave, there is a red light. It seems that there is lava in this place, which is exactly what I needed. I quickly retrieve a pickaxe from my inventory and start digging toward the magma.

Upon finally breaking through the stone wall and coming face to face with the glowing flow, I cautiously survey the surroundings, searching for any potential threats. However, everything is silent, with only the intense heat and the glow of the lava filling the air.

With the plan already laid out, I activate the accompanying system and begin creating stone tubes, cylinders, and pipes capable of redirecting the lava in a controlled manner. Using the new power of the system, I shape the stone with precision, forming the necessary conduits for my golem army.

Each piece is meticulously sculpted, channeling the fiery power of the magma. The tubes and pipes are strategically connected, allowing the lava to flow according to my commands.

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