Doyle silently took out a pair of bone shelves and fiddled with them aside, the only thing he found on the ancient battlefield was this thing.

Originally, he was a little afraid of ghosts, where would he have thought that he would one day manipulate this. After seeing Nicholas's Undead Knight, he also really moved some thoughts. Nicholas took his heart and led them inside, inside the classroom.

Although this is not a space system, as the main station of the undead department, the space here is unimaginable to outsiders.

Nicholas led them into a room that was somewhat like a medieval church in the West, but inside it looked like a funeral home. There was a huge wall in front of him, on which a vague figure was drawn.

"This is the god that our undead worship gods, the Grim Reaper. Nicholas said.

"Isn't it Satan, the magic of hell?" Doyle asked, and Satan is in charge of hell as the consensus of the creatures of the Holy Continent.

But Nicholas shook his head: "Although Satan is in charge of hell, he is not in charge of us, hell is more of demons, and we study life and death, this one is our grandfather." Nicholas pointed to the wall.

He was massive, covered in ragged black, with a pointed hat on top of his head that obscured most of his face, except for one eye, which showed a green glow.

"To study elemental magic, the experiment is nothing more than to experience the elements, while to practice necromancy is to hover between life and death. ”

As he spoke, he picked two coffins from the surrounding area and said, "Put the materials you have prepared in there." ”

Doyle put the skeleton he had prepared in it, and so did Qin Ming, seeing his materials, Nicholas had a long mouth, he really didn't expect it.

Ordinary undead creatures, everyone thinks of knights with strong physical fitness, and even their bones are several times thicker, but Qin Ming's material is the skeleton of a magician who was selected at the beginning.

When they found the inheritance in Ron City, they also found a complete skeleton buried in the coffin, which had been in Qin Ming's hands, and it turned out that he planned to use this as his first undead pet.

"Mentor, what's the problem?" Doyle asked when he saw that Nicholas didn't speak, thinking that there was something wrong with the material he chose.

This is the skeleton of a third-level knight he found in the ancient battlefield, and the better the material, the better the thing to make. For a novice like him, asking him to make the bones of a super knight into an undead creature would only leave a pile of ashes.

Could it be that the difficulty of necromancy is so high, I can't control the third-level knight for the first time? Doyle had a question, Nicholas came to his senses, he had been immersed for many years, he naturally saw the potential of this bone at a glance, and said casually Yes. The corner of his eye kept glancing at Qin Ming's bones.

Knight's bones are usually used for it, but he chooses mage's bones instead.

He continued: "The magic of the undead, especially the summoning system, is first to ask you to experience life and death, and to get the mark of the dead with the body of a living person. This is the first step, and it ensures that you will be able to communicate with Hell in the future, summoning undead creatures and creating your own undead space. ”

Doyle coughed twice and asked suspiciously, "So, we're going to die once, and then you're going to revive us?" ”

"No, I don't want you to die, it's this skull in your hands that dies, I want these skeletons to die again, and then turn from dead to alive. Remember your spell that this is the direction you are coming from. Nicholas said, but there was something to be said without a tail.

He threw out two shovels and told them to bury the coffin in it, and then he buried Qin Ming and Doyle in the wall painted with the mural of the Grim Reaper.

Doyle seemed a little reluctant, but he was kicked in by Qin Ming, and then cast a spell to put them in a state of suspended animation.

After that, their souls were attached to the skeleton, and the skeleton's eyes were a little more red from the black hollow, and when they opened their mouths, the upper and lower jawbones struck a string of different notes, and Nicholas looked outside, vaguely feeling the power of another world.

Somewhere in the Academy of Magic, Wendini was by Gandalf's side, and the two were drinking tea and laughing from time to time, looking very harmonious, until this moment, Gandalf subconsciously glanced at the undead classroom.

Wentini sensed something was wrong with him and asked, "Teacher, is something wrong?"

Gandalf relented and said, "It's okay, a very interesting student and a very interesting magic. ”

Hearing this, Wentini frowned like mutton fat jade and said, "Speaking of students, the big demon king that the whole school knows is that you asked him to join, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Gandalf asked, and then a look of understanding appeared on his old face, "It's all young people, I know, I know. ”

Wentini couldn't help but roll his eyes: "It's not about this, but the last time he went to the ancient battlefield, he got the dead forever at peace." I was going to go to him for this artifact after a while. ”

"Wait, you're saying the dead never have peace. Gandalf interrupted Wentini, his otherwise cheerful face a little heavy, and he looked in that direction with a hint of unnaturalness.

On a barren land, a white flower claw suddenly stretched out from the land, followed by the whole arm, propped up on the ground, and then a white skull came out of the ground Qin Ming glanced at this body, this time I really felt a lot of novelty in experiencing magic, and sure enough, the cultivation civilization of the Continent of the Other World should not be underestimated.

Qin Ming turned his body and found that it was good to be able to turn his head three hundred and sixty degrees, and at the same time, he also realized that he did not rely on his eyes to observe things.

He became familiar with this body, and he wandered around this barren world, but the place was enveloped in an endless black mist, as if there was no time, no space.

Qin Ming closed his eyes and sensed this world, but found nothing. He frowned, of course he had no eyebrows now.

It stands to reason that after he enters a special space, he should feel a Phantom of Death, and then obtain the mark of death from him, so now that Death does not appear, there is only one possibility.

Qin Ming's spiritual power continued to spread outward, and in the classroom of the Department of the Undead, Qin Ming's body that was buried in it, and the Yuan Ying in his body suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely strong force shuttled through the air to the space where the skeleton Qin Ming was.

A white light descended on the white light, merging with the black mist. Disperse many forces. Qin Ming finally saw a figure, a huge figure holding a scythe.

"Death, why are you avoiding me?" Qin Ming asked as he looked at the figure.

The skull hidden under the hood burst out of green light and looked at Qin Ming: "Who are you, not from this world." ”

He unexpectedly revealed Qin Ming's origin, and the latter had a gloomy face, not knowing what the gods of the other world planned to do to him.

"Thank you. Death said.

"Huh?" The two red lights in Qin Ming's eyes almost went out. Big guy, you're a god, thank you for what?

But the Grim Reaper just said it, and to keep it from hearing clearly, he said it again.

"Thank you. "The words are very clear.

At this moment, the black mist around him was repelled by the white light, revealing circles of black chains, and a dignified god actually looked like he was locked here. At this time, Qin Ming also felt bad.