The Rise of the Cemetery

In the capital of the undead, a tower secret room of a mage.

A purple box inlaid with rare gemstones of various colors was placed in many magic circles. Even through the transparent barrier composed of force fields and spell barriers layered on the outside, people could sense the faintly rhythmic soul breath inside.

At this moment, all kinds of rare magic gemstones on the purple lich phylactery are blooming with different brilliance according to a mysterious law, and slowly absorbing several mysterious substances prepared in advance in the magic circle, shaping a stone with difficulty and determination. Golden skull.

This process has been going on for about half a month.

Originally, the resurrection of the lich would not be so troublesome and difficult, but due to unknown reasons, the previous few resurrections of the lich were interfered by mysterious external forces at the moment when the golden skull was finalized, which eventually caused the ceremony to fail. After careful calculation, this is already the seventh attempt of this hapless lich.

But this time it was lucky, and finally survived the process of soul recovery, and the weak soul fire was finally successfully ignited in the golden skull.

Immediately, a faint long sigh resounded in the secret room, it turned out to be the language of the spirit.

"What a terrifying eternal blazing sun! It almost wiped me out. Haha, it turns out that this is the power of legendary spells, and it has crossed that threshold. Just the aftermath of my soul's escape made me It is almost impossible to resurrect, amazing, amazing!"

After a while, with the slow recovery of soul power, the golden skull was able to float in the protective masks of many magic circles by its own power. When the needle-like red light in the skull's eye sockets completely stabilized, a simple wave of consciousness appeared, and the layers of protective circles that had been arranged outside began to shrink and retreat one by one. It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the last protective circle was booming. Disappeared in mid-air with a loud bang.

When all the magic circles stopped completely, the magic lamp in the secret room automatically turned on, and the fresh air filtered by layers of magic circles was sent into the room through some hidden vents, replacing the dull and suffocating air that was originally closed. .

Although Lux is already an out-and-out lich, light and air are no longer essential things, but after all, time is short, and some human habits and natures are still not eroded by time, at least these things His presence also makes him feel happy.

When the magic lamp completely illuminated the entire space of the secret room, it also revealed nearly ten erected coffins densely arranged in a corner of the secret room. These coffins are all made of special magic metal, with a faint blue, deep and dull luster flashing on them, and fine magic patterns are engraved on the four walls, with magic glow flowing from time to time, one can tell that it is someone A special type of magic item.

The golden skull hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped in front of the No. 3 coffin. Following the fluctuation of the soul and the pre-set punctuation command, the coffin slowly opened after a slight tremor.

Inside is a person, to be precise, a person's body.

This coffin, which has been improved many times, is an excellent magic item. The biggest advantage is that it can preserve the corpse for a long time, so the corpse inside perfectly presents the moment of his death, as if there is no passage of time at all.

This is the corpse of a young man, who should have been a sorcerer's apprentice during his lifetime, as can be seen from the white apprentice's short robe on his body. He has a handsome and tough appearance, tall and well-proportioned figure, and fair skin. One can tell that he is a guy of noble origin. The only pity is that the panic and despair expression on his face before death ruined his elegant temperament.

Under the control of the golden skull, the corpse of the young mage apprentice crawled out of the coffin with stiff steps, and stood quietly in the open space in front of him. The golden skull swirled around him a few times, repeatedly checked the activation degree of his body and the flexibility of his limbs, and checked every corner of his body again to avoid any hidden dangers left in advance.

When all the tests were completed, the golden skull just nodded in satisfaction, and submerged into the body of the young mage apprentice in a circle. The violent struggle caused the body of the young apprentice to fall on his back on the floor of the secret room. Muscle spasms occurred in various parts of his body, but he quickly regained his composure.

After a few fingers, the eyes of the young mage apprentice suddenly opened, and a strong red light radiated from the inside, illuminating a corner of the secret room. Gradually the red light shrank into a needle-like red light, and this terrifying abnormality slowly disappeared. The young sorcerer apprentice clumsily raised his right hand in front of his eyes, looked at it repeatedly, and even bit it lightly in his mouth. When he definitely felt the pain, he let go of his mouth in satisfaction.

With the control power of a holy necromancer, just a few fingers is enough for him to completely control this corpse. No, this statement is not accurate. When the young sorcerer apprentice got up from the ground, his chest was already heaving obviously, and there was an undetectable heartbeat in the quiet secret room.

This is not a controlled puppet corpse, but a real human body capable of breathing and blood flow, even though the owner of the body has changed.

"Haha..." The young mage apprentice let out a piercing laugh, the muscles on his face twisted violently, making him look terrifying: "Successful! This method really works. I can experience everything a human has again!"

When he finished venting the haze accumulated in his heart, he casually summoned a magic water mirror and began to examine his new appearance. Hmm...Although he is not a top-notch handsome man, he is still considered handsome and tough among the noble children. Coupled with the confidence and arrogance that fills his brows and eyes, he is a nobleman who has accomplished a lot in his studies and is well-off The image of the master apprentice is extraordinarily realistic.

After waving his hand to close the open coffin, the young man slowly walked towards the teleportation array in the other corner. Following a burst of light and shadow changes, the next second he had already appeared in another large hall.

This is a huge hall covering an area of ​​nearly 1,000 square meters. It is so bright and white illuminated by magic lights that it is almost impossible to open your eyes. The young mage apprentice waved off more than half of the magic lamps, and then adjusted the light to a normal level acceptable to him.

Since he has never had visitors, there are no reception rooms, bedrooms or other places here. The only thing that stands out is the different studios separated by invisible magic force fields. There are magic laboratories, alchemy laboratories, meditation rooms, and undead production rooms...

First of all, he went to the equipment showroom and took out a batch of handy equipment that he could use at present, and armed himself thoroughly. Only then did the young mage apprentice step into the magic teleportation array at the entrance of the hall.

This time, I came to a magic hall. Under the partition of the force field wall, you can see more than a dozen teleportation arrays distributed in it, and there are people wearing magic robes coming in and out from time to time. However, the teleportation array stepped out by the young mage apprentice is obviously different from those, it is a small space that operates independently and is independently developed.

A thin necromancer wearing a blue mage robe stood quietly in front of the teleportation formation. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time, but there was no trace of impatience on his face. He could even wait longer if need be.

When the teleportation array in front of him emitted a shining white light when it was in operation, a gleam of joy appeared on his face, but he quickly gathered it up cleanly, and waited nearby with a blank expression.

After the young mage walked out of the teleportation formation on foot, he ignored the high-ranking necromancer and walked away. The high-level necromancer was not dissatisfied at all, and even followed closely behind with a smile on his face, reporting while trotting.

"Great Master Lux, His Highness Lord of the Undead, please go see him as soon as you return!"

"Lord of the Undead?"

Lux paused, turned around, and walked towards another magic teleportation circle.

With the help of a special teleportation array, and experiencing the feeling of passing through a thick curtain of shadow, Lux had just set foot on the demiplane of Shane, Lord of the Undead.

Looking around, the central area of ​​the entire demiplane is a scene of dilapidated ruins. Several toppled magic towers are put together crookedly, like a black and white picture scroll casually drawn by a child, filled with faint grey. On the outskirts is a huge cemetery, densely packed with tombstones and cemeteries everywhere, and a row of black crows stand on some crooked withered ancient trees, staring at all outsiders with blood-red eyes.

In the whole world, except gray and red, there are no redundant colors.

Lux had no choice but to bless himself with an energy shield, otherwise the ubiquitous gloomy death energy would corrupt his new body into a waterless mummy within a few fingers.

"The great Lord of the Undead, here I come!" Lux did not continue to advance inside, although he was allowed to enter here, but the heavy oppressive feeling from the depths of his soul made him understand that it is best to stand here good.

"You failed?" A deep voice sounded over the cemetery, with a bit of surprise in his tone.

"Yes, I met Tro! I escaped back by luck." Lux replied with a calm expression.

"Tello? Tello..." The deep voice murmured several times, and finally turned into a disdainful sneer: "A lost dog dares to come out to bite people. Hmph, the success of this plan requires him to look good!"

Immediately, the Undead Lord's attention was focused on Lux's new body, and various detection light waves with constantly changing frequencies disappeared in a flash, so the detailed situation of this body had already flowed into a certain mysterious place in the demiplane.

"Very good soul transfer method. The soul matching rate has reached more than 70%, which is already better than all known soul transfer spells. It's a pity that the carrying capacity of the sample is too low, which limits your power too much. "

Lux spread his hands helplessly and said: "This is an unsolvable problem! If you want a high degree of soul matching, you need to screen a lot of materials, and you can't make more demands on the carrying capacity."

He chuckled softly in a deep voice: "It's not impossible to have materials with high matching and high load-bearing capacity, but it just requires you to deliberately cultivate them for a long time."

"You mean..." Lux hesitated.

"The power of blood!" The voice in the dark gradually became louder: "Find your closest blood descendants in the world, raise them in captivity and carefully cultivate them. As long as you are lucky enough, you can still get some good samples after hundreds of years. "

Lux fell silent.