The Rise of the Cemetery

When the lingering gray gas in the necromancer circle turned into chains and locked the corpses of those high-ranking wizards, they who were already dead suddenly broke out in strong struggle and wailing.

Karthus turned a blind eye to the "dead corpse" who was struggling in the magic circle and wanted to break free from the magic circle, and continued to add various magic materials to it according to the operation status of the magic circle with a calm face. At the scene of killing these enemies, Karthus had already imposed soul-binding spells and his own spiritual power seeds on their corpses.

This cruel method of refining corpses and souls can actually improve the success of the process, but the premise is that the caster can distract and suppress the changes of the "material" while refining.

Although this method is very difficult, once the refining is successful, these undead servants can even become some kind of death clone of Karthus. This also indicates that if there are any dangerous things in the future, Karthus can drive them to complete them instead of him. This kind of death clone is not only the credit of the Necromancer Circle, but also a unique talent skill of Karthus.

But it's a pity that at the same time, he can only have one death clone.

With the operation of the magic circle, heart-piercing howls of ghosts and wolves resounded in the narrow cave. The tenacious souls seemed to be aware of the terrible future they were about to face, and they all let out screams that tore human eardrums. They broke free from their bodies with claws and claws, and turned into spirit bodies visible to the naked eye, wanting to pounce on the edge of the magic circle the culprit.

It's a pity that the restraining power driven by the magic circle turned into gray shackles, firmly binding their souls and bodies together. Every struggle meant a sharp pain like skin and bones. The souls of the three high-ranking wizards wailed in pain, their distorted faces bled, and they endured the severe pain, waving their sharp claws and moving towards Karthus inch by inch.

At a certain moment, the claws of the high-ranking wizard's spirit body were about to touch Karthus' face, only an inch away from the tip of his nose. Even so, Karthus's cold and stern face remained unchanged, and he didn't even bother to take half a step back. He still concentrated on monitoring every change in the magic circle.

The final struggle of the high-ranking wizard finally turned into a futile effort, and the powerful and irresistible soul shackles finally pulled them back into their original bodies bit by bit. The soul that realized its final outcome was finally shaken and weak, and gave up the previous ferocity, roaring and cursing angrily for a while, and crying and begging for a while. Fear and despair made their souls sway and turmoil, and finally turned into the source of their strength, and slowly transformed into a Lich in the Necromancer Circle.

When the magic circle was about to be completed, one of the wizard souls couldn't bear such a huge amount of resentment and hatred, and turned into a flesh bomb together with his own body, blooming brilliantly in the magic circle, and exploded into a bloody mist that filled the sky.

The undead circle was like a living thing. After Gudu Gudu absorbed the flesh and blood, the overflowing gray gas became thicker and thicker.

When the magic circle slowly stopped working, two corpse witches with the appearance of shriveled corpses stepped out of the undead circle.

Karthus simply glanced around, directly selected the one with the best quality and released his "death contract". These nascent undead who were originally driven by him did not have any rejection of this kind of transformation that directly controlled the origin of their souls, so half a quarter of an hour later, Karthus harvested his "death clone".

In fact, from this moment on, this death clone already possessed almost all of Karthus's abilities and memories. Except that he couldn't create his own death clone, he was not much different from him. Probably the most conspicuous difference is the difference in appearance and equipment, but these are not the origin of undead creatures. When the undead recognize each other, they rely more on the fluctuation and specificity of the soul fire.

The idea of ​​doubling combat power may be good, but Karthus's fundamental purpose of creating a death clone is to ward off disasters for himself, and most of the time, he even dies for himself. Therefore, in his mind, the difference between the main body and the avatar is simply worlds apart.

Although the newborn death clone was still in a weak stage, with its assistance, Karthus' subsequent undead processing was much easier. With the continuous operation of the undead circle, undead creatures with strange shapes and different functions came out of it, and there was a tendency to fill up the cave.

A day later, a series of guys in black robes got out of the cave and walked into the jungle without looking back. And behind them, there was still a muffled humming sound coming from the abandoned remodeling facility, and a faint yellow puff of smoke continuously overflowed from it, and immediately dissipated into the world.

Half a day later, the area that had just fallen silent became active again.

Accompanied by a sudden strong hurricane, the sky at the top of the cave was occupied by grotesque flying beasts, among them were many wizards who straddled their flying brooms.

"The breath of death below is very strong. That damned guy must have stayed here for a long time." A sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked, unremarkable obscene wizard howled in a shrill voice, trying to show his existence as much as possible. As an ordinary Tier 2 wizard, if he is not friendly with negative energy element particles, I am afraid that he is not qualified to stand in such a suppression team.

The great wizard who led the team sat cross-legged on a Lei Peng, leaned over and glanced at it, and couldn't help but let out a little gasp. An extremely ordinary cave can actually block his mental power detection, which means there must be something inside.

Apart from anything else, he just waved his hand, and brought the three high-ranking wizards down together.

As soon as the four stood still at the entrance of the cave, they couldn't help frowning.

It's so quiet here, it can even be called dead silence. Not to mention those common birds and beasts, there are not even some small rodent creatures, and even smaller insects are missing in their spiritual perception. With the cave as the center, within a radius of half a mile is basically a dead land.

Under their sharp eyesight, they can naturally detect that some trees near the cave are also slowly dying, as if something has been sucking their vitality.

The four of them looked at each other, and a clear realization emerged in their hearts: the undead are indeed the natural enemies of life!

With the lessons learned from the past, the four of them began to honestly put various protections on themselves before they came into contact with the undead. Not only did they cover their whole bodies with shields, they also put various detoxification medicines and ointments in advance. the front of the waist bag.

After making full preparations, the four of them cautiously entered the dimly lit cave.

The cave is not big, in fact, standing at the entrance of the cave can clear the whole situation inside at a glance.

At the first glance, the four of them were attracted by the undead magic circle that was still slowly operating in the center of the open space.

Talents who can draw a complete formation are also scarce among wizards, and what is in front of them at this moment is a complete and functioning alien formation, and perhaps a part of the knowledge of the alien can be glimpsed from it. The hearts of the four of them had just warmed up, but they were suddenly chilled by the piles of mutilated corpses in the magic circle.

Damn it, those are the bodies left over from the dead wizards!

The enemy is using the wizard's corpse as a raw material to operate the magic circle.

This recognition immediately made the faces of several wizard leaders grim, and their angry pupils almost burst out with anger.

However, the wizard's instinct of gaining complete knowledge of other worlds still made them suppress their emotions, and began to scan everything in the cave with their mental power to prevent any sinister methods left by the enemy.

Since the cave can block their mental power detection, it means that there must be some kind of arrangement inside, otherwise the other party would not kindly leave them such a complete spoil.

With the operation of the magic circle, some kind of light yellow smoke continued to escape from the piles of corpses, very faint and thin, almost barely noticeable as soon as it floated out of the magic circle. But it is this almost undetectable mist that can block the detection and scanning of the outside world's mental power, making everything in the cave a huge black hole in their perception. If they don't see it with the naked eye, there is almost no possibility of remote peeping .

Good stuff!

Not to mention the array, but this unimaginable way of concealing mental power alone is worthy of their in-depth study. As long as you get rid of your personal likes and dislikes about "spell-casting materials", knowledge is knowledge, and it is worth pursuing for every wizard.

A high-ranking wizard took out an inconspicuous khaki lump of mud from his waist pocket, and threw it on the ground. Suddenly, a wave of mud surged, and an earth element more than three meters high appeared in front of them.

Under the control of the high-ranking wizard, the earth element began to patrol along the edge of the magic circle with great strides. In order to make it more realistic, several wizards acted at the same time, and added witchcraft to the earth element to simulate human soul breath and witch power fluctuations. So where the earth element passed by, there were some open spaces in the cave that could not see the slightest abnormality, mud waves rolled, and rotten and smelly zombies covered with pus crawled out one by one.

These ugly guys had obviously been given some kind of order. After they got out of the mud, they rushed directly at this earth element without thinking about their own safety, and blew themselves up in front of it. Viscous and foul-smelling purple-black blood sauce, incomplete limb residues, and large and small intestines that were not completely smashed were piled up on the body of the earth element, and even the torso of the earth element, which claims to be invulnerable to toxins, became green and shiny .

When the earth element trampled all over the land with difficulty, its body was on the verge of collapse. Even elemental creatures cannot be completely immune to that weird and inexplicable toxin. Amidst the terrifying noise, thick black smoke continuously floated up from its body. The clods of soil and mud that made up the body fell down one after another, and finally disintegrated into scattered piles of mud, leaving only the khaki-yellow core of the element slowly dissolving in the black smoke.

"It seems that we must never let anything from the enemy get on us in the future. What kind of terrible toxin is this, even elemental creatures cannot be immune?" A high-ranking wizard couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He can be very relaxed, but the face of the high-level wizard who paid the elemental core is a bit ugly.

"When dealing with the servants summoned by the enemy, it is still necessary to bring more mortal warriors. Although it is a bit cumbersome, this can protect the safety of the wizard to the greatest extent." The great wizard is obviously also a resolute and courageous figure, and his words are full A taste of iron and blood.

Being able to use such a simple method to break the trap left by the enemy made everyone feel a little relieved. The thought of reaping a complete magic circle from another world immediately made everyone's hearts warm again.