After finishing the Synchro with Reynolds Spencer, Theo didn’t have a moment to rest. He oversaw the migration of the ents with Mitra and taught some human military strategies to the elves. However, the hardest task was probably making artifacts against the undead.

The elementals that used the pure power of nature were natural enemies for the undead, but it was too inefficient to solely rely on that. The undead would never tire, so they needed a more efficient means of battling the undead legions.

Theo found an answer in an unexpected field.

“Om.” His fingers twisted in a strange form as he spoke a strange chant.

A brilliant gleam of light struck the pile of arrows in front of Theo. It was the most famous shamanic system in the East Continent, the Buddhist mantra. As a more powerful type of shamanism than exorcism, Buddhist mantras annihilated all evil and blocked the source.

It didn’t have enough power, but it was like gunpowder when used against undead of the lower levels.

This isn’t enough. Damn, the idea is good, but I can’t make enough alone. It would be lucky if I could make half of the three hundred thousand arrows I wanted.

Theo sighed as he looked at the completed arrows. Of course, it wasn’t a good idea to give up on the rest of his tasks to concentrate on making more arrows....