The City of the Dead, a mage tower chamber.

A purple box inlaid with various rare gems was placed in many magic arrays, and even through the transparent barrier composed of layers of force fields and spell barriers on the outside, people could sense the faint rhythm of the soul aura inside.

At this moment, the various rare magic gems on the purple lich's life box are blooming with different brilliance according to a mysterious law, and slowly absorbing several mysterious substances prepared in advance in the magic circle, difficult and decisive to shape a golden skull.

This process has been going on for half a month.

Originally, the resurrection of the lich would not have been so troublesome and difficult, but for unknown reasons, the previous resurrections of the lich were interfered with by mysterious external forces at the moment when the golden skull was finalized, and finally caused the ritual to fail. Seriously calculated, this is the hapless lich's seventh attempt at shaping.

But this time it was lucky, and it finally survived the process of soul revival, and the weak soul fire finally succeeded in igniting in the golden skull.

Immediately, a faint sigh sounded in the secret room, and it turned out to be the words of the spirit.

"What a terrible eternal blazing sun! It almost made me really go up in smoke. Haha, it turns out that this is the power of the legendary spell, and it has indeed crossed that threshold. Just the little aftermath of the soul fleeing back made it almost impossible for me to come back to life, amazing, amazing! ”

After a while, as the soul power slowly recovered, the golden skull was already able to float in the protective light shield of many magic circles with its own strength. When the needle-like red light in the eye socket of the skull completely stabilized, a simple fluctuation of consciousness appeared, and the layers of protective circles pre-arranged outside began to shrink and retreat one by one, until a quarter of an hour later, the last protective array disappeared into the air with a loud rumbling sound.

When all the magic circles stopped running completely, the magic lights in the secret room automatically lit up, and the fresh air filtered by the layers of magic circles was sent into the room through some hidden vents, replacing the turbid air that was dull and suffocating because it was closed.

Although Lux is already a true lich, and light and air are no longer essential, after all, time is still short, and some human habits and instincts have not been eroded by time, at least the existence of these things can still make him feel happy.

When the magic lamp completely illuminated the entire secret room space, it also revealed nearly ten erected coffins densely arranged in one corner of the secret room. These coffins are all made of special magical metal, with a faint, deep and dull blue sheen on them, and the walls are engraved with fine magic patterns, on which there is a magical glow from time to time, and at a glance you can know that it is a magical item of some quality.

The Golden Skull hesitated for a moment, and finally stopped in front of the third coffin, which slowly opened after a slight tremble as the soul fluctuated and the pre-set sentence break command.

Inside was the body of a person, a person to be exact.

This coffin, which has been improved many times, is an excellent magic item, and its 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 time at all.

This is the corpse of a young man, who was supposed to be a mage apprentice when he was alive, as can be seen from the white apprentice robe on his body. Handsome and tough, tall and well-proportioned, white and greasy skin, at first glance you know that he is a guy from a noble background, the only pity is that the expression of horror and despair on his face before death destroys his elegant temperament.

Under the manipulation of the golden skull, the corpse of the young mage's apprentice crawled out of the coffin with stiff steps, and stood quietly in the clearing in front of it. The golden skull circled around him a few times, repeatedly checking the activation process of his body and the flexibility of his limbs, and re-examining all corners of his body to avoid any hidden dangers left inside.

When the test was completed, the golden skull nodded in satisfaction, and a hovering submerged into the body of the young mage's apprentice. The violent struggle led to the young apprentice's corpse falling on its back on the floor of the chamber, and muscle spasms appeared in various parts of the body, but it quickly regained its composure.

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

With the control of a Saint-Order necromancer, just a few fingers was enough for him to completely control this corpse, no, that was not accurate. When the young mage apprentice got up from the ground, his chest had risen and fallen significantly, and there was an indiscrete heartbeat in the quiet chamber.

This is not a manipulated puppet corpse, but a real human body capable of breathing and blood flowing, although the owner of the body has changed.

"Haha......" The young mage apprentice burst into a piercing laugh, and the muscles on his face looked hideous and terrifying because of the violent twisting: "Success!" It worked. I can appreciate the one that people have again! ”

When he finished venting the gloom in his heart, he casually summoned a magic water mirror and began to examine his new appearance. Not...... Although he is not a top-notch beautiful man, he is also a handsome and tough high-class among the children of the aristocracy, with the confidence and arrogance that fills his eyebrows, the image of a noble mage apprentice who has achieved a lot of learning and has abundant family resources is extraordinarily realistic.

Waving his hand to close the open coffin, the young man slowly paced towards the teleportation array in the other corner, and with a burst of light and shadow, the next second he had already appeared in another wide hall.

It is a huge hall covering an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, and it is so white that it is almost impossible to open your eyes. The young mage apprentice waved off most of the magic lamps, and it was only then that he was able to adjust the light to a normal level that was acceptable to him.

Since he never had visitors, there were no meeting rooms, bedrooms or anything like that, the only thing that stood out was the different studios isolated by invisible magical fields. There is a magic room, an alchemy room, a meditation room, and a necromantic room......

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

This time I came to a magic hall, and under the separation of the force field wall, you can see more than a dozen teleportation arrays distributed in it, and there are characters wearing magic robes coming in and out from time to time. However, the teleportation array that the young mage apprentice stepped out of was obviously different from those, and it was a small space that **operated** and opened up.

A thin necromancer in a blue mage robe stood silently in front of the teleportation array, looking like he had been waiting for a long time, but there was no impatience on his face. He can even wait longer if he wants.

When the teleportation array in front of him emitted a glowing white light when it was running, his face also showed a hint of joy, but it quickly closed cleanly, and he waited around with an expressionless face.

After the young mage learned to walk out of the teleportation array, he ignored this high-level necromancer and walked straight away. The high-level necromancer was not at all dissatisfied, and even followed closely behind with a smile on his face, trotting and reporting at the same time.

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

"Lord of the Dead?"

Lux paused, turned around, and walked towards the magic teleportation array in another place.

With the help of a special teleportation array, and the feeling of passing through a thick curtain of shadows, Lux stepped into the half-plane of Shane, the Lord of the Dead.

As far as the eye can see, the central area of the entire half-plane is a scene of dilapidated ruins, several toppled magic towers stacked on top of each other, like a black and white scroll scribbled by children, and everywhere is filled with a faint gray. Outside, there was a huge cemetery, full of tombstones and graveyards, and rows of black crows stood on some crooked withered ancient trees, staring at all the outsiders with blood-red eyes.

In the whole world, there is no superfluous color except gray and red.

Lux had to bless himself with an energy shield, or the ubiquitous gloomy death would have corrupted his new body into a dry corpse with no moisture in a few fingers.

"Great Lord of the Undead, here I am!" Lux didn't go any further, and although he was allowed to enter, the heavy depression that came from the depths of his soul made him know that it was better to stand here.

"You've failed?" A deep voice rang out over the cemetery, a tone tinged with surprise.

"Yes, I met Troll! Narrowly escaped back. Lux replied with an impassive expression.

"Troll? Tello ......" muttered a few times in a deep voice, and finally turned into a disdainful sneer: "A lost dog dares to come out and bite people." Hmph, the success of this plan will make him look good! ”

Immediately, the undead lord's attention was focused on Lux's new body, and various waves of detection light that constantly changed frequencies disappeared in a flash, so that the details of this body had flowed into a mysterious place in the half-plane.

"Very good soul transfer. The soul match degree has been able to reach more than 70%, which is already better than all known soul transfer spells, but unfortunately the carrying capacity of the sample is too low, and the limit on your strength is too great. ”

Lux spread his hands helplessly: "This is an unsolvable problem! If you want a high degree of soul matching, you need to carry out a lot of material screening, and you can't do more demanding about the carrying capacity. ”

A deep voice chuckled: "It's not completely impossible to want high-matching high-load-bearing materials, but you need to deliberately cultivate them for a long time." ”

"You mean ......," Lux hesitated.

"The power of the bloodline!" The voice in the shadows gradually became high-pitched: "Find your closest bloodline descendants in the world, raise them in captivity and cultivate them carefully, as long as you are lucky enough, you can still get some good samples in hundreds of years." ”

Lux was silent.

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