I summoned Leenda, and she was my only hope.

Leinda told me to look at him and try the "Magic Connection".

I was about to do it, but she hurriedly shouted to stop, saying that if she did so, she was afraid that it would be self-defeating, and it was better to "manipulate the corpse" directly.

Because the eleven people next to him all died unnaturally, their souls are all in a state of grief and belong to resentful spirits.

Wraiths are the easiest to establish a "demonic connection" because they have the strongest desire to survive, and some even think they are not dead.

The hardest part of "manipulating corpses" is "summoning necromancy".

Because of the existence of these resentful spirits, the hardest part has become the easiest part.

In addition, these wraiths are already under my leadership, so they are effortless to summon.

Just as the assassin was about to torture his prey further, rows of corpses crawled up behind him.

The corpses' eyes were red, as if they were about to spurt blood.

The next second, they swarmed up and surrounded the assassin.

The Assassin was taken aback, but quickly calmed down and frantically stabbed the crew with his blade.

However, the crew members were not afraid of the pain at all, and even if their heads fell off, they did not stop beating the assassins.

At this time, the assassin understood that these people in front of him were not people at all, but legendary zombie ghosts!

Zombie ghosts are three times more powerful than normal people, and they are not afraid of death and have no pain.

I looked at the tragic situation of flesh and blood not far away, and I was terrified, and I trembled.

This scene is really exciting.

There was a lot of flesh foam splashed on my face and on my body, which made me even more dizzy and my stomach reversed.

I vomited and lost control of the zombies.

However, the zombies did not stop attacking, but attacked more violently.

I think it was Leenda who took them over.

She is more efficient in control and more strategic.

Soon after, I was amazed to find that the Assassin's feet had been lifted off the ground and lifted high.

Then, the zombies carried the assassin aloft and ran to the side of the ship.

They threw themselves into the sea en masse.

The assassin's final state was tightly embraced, and I think that even if he entered the sea, he would not be able to escape the warm embrace of the crew, after all, it was all caused by him, and he should be responsible, and it is a way to be responsible.

Looking at the blood stains all over the floor, and some human fragments, and even a human head rolling down under the table in the distance, I felt quite uncomfortable.

Leinda flew in front of my eyes and said, "If it's not nervous, you can do better." ”

She emphasized two issues that I didn't do well, that is, how to distinguish the relationship between primary and secondary when "manipulating corpses", and how to continuously enhance the power of demonic connection.

"You're going to get stronger and stronger," she said. Your mana is weak, and with the help of the orb, I believe you will make up for these shortcomings. ”

She told me that if she got the orb, she would be able to deal with such an assassin with just one zombie.

"You're going to make that man very powerful, and his hands can easily crush hard stones and tear people's bodies apart. She said.

Only then did I realize that in fact, the spell I learned was very powerful, as long as the mana was sufficient, it could control the weak-willed living and control the dead, especially those who had just died.

So what is there to be afraid of?

If I can't beat them, I can choose to transform into dirt, rocks, or trees.

In this command room, there are no dirt, stones, and trees, so I can't do it.

Come to think of it, even if I had these things, and I were to transform in front of the Assassins, the result would only be to cover my ears and steal the bell.

Therefore, the transformation spell, which has the effect of protecting itself, can only be used in advance.

What I really appreciate at this moment is the power of the spell of "manipulating corpses".

In fact, when I escaped the crocodile emperor's bloody mouth with this spell earlier, I already knew that this spell was really powerful.

After using it for the second time, as my proficiency increased, my understanding became more profound.

I believe that in the future, I can use this spell to run rampant in the world.

I was happy.

My smug demeanor made Leanda wary, and she said, "You can't just use this spell outside. ”

I was taken aback, as if I had been poured cold water on my head.

"Why?" I asked.

"Those who claim to be righteous will besiege you because you use similar spells, and you will become the target of many people, who will surely make it a pleasure to kill you, a place of glory, and a duty to kill you. "And your noble princely status is not allowed to use such spells in front of the public, which they call evil spells." ”

"Is it because it's Alberwin's spell?" I asked.

Leinda looked surprised and asked, "How do you know?"

"I've heard people say it, and I just found out. I said.

"What else did you hear him say?"

"That Thronto is your uncle, and he is the one who killed the Grand Duke of Actin. But the man who told me this doesn't know anything about you. I said.

"Did he tell me about the Five Directions?" asked Leinda.

"What is the Five Directions? He didn't say that, and maybe he didn't know. I said.

"I've heard that the religion created by Abwin wants to eat human flesh and drink human blood, why did you do that? Why did Grand Duke Aktin only drink human blood and not human flesh?" I asked.

Leinda paused for three seconds before speaking, she said, "Kundora's teachings emphasize the eternal spirit of the body, and the goal of the spell is that the body no longer relies on the internal digestion of food, but relies on the fresh material taken directly from the receptor to nourish the body and maintain the body's eternal freshness, and drinking human blood can make the soul force of the person from the fresh blood enter the recipient's force system, so that the recipient's soul cohesion can be infinitely improved, so that it can last forever." ”

I had been trained by Actin's father and daughter before, and at this time, listening to her explanation, I immediately understood a lot.

The Kundora doctrine is the foundation of all the teachings of immortality.

Although Aktin and they never said that they taught Kundora, I now have a feeling that this is the legendary Kundora.

Cultivating Kundora is indeed able to achieve spiritual immortality and physical immortality, but this is based on the premise of destroying other people and destroying other living beings, so on a moral level, Kundora is evil enough!

I think that's probably why Aktin keeps it shut.

Shall I taste human blood in the future?

I wanted to keep asking, but Leanda said something that made me realize the seriousness of the problem.

She said, "I'm afraid your ship is in big trouble, so go find someone who can sail it!"

With that, she vanished.

The ship was rocking, and I was holding on to the table to hold on.

I don't know how to drive, the rudder in front of me is spinning, I'm dazzled.

I threw myself on the console and saw that there were many signal flags, but where were the sailors?

The command room used to be full of experienced seafarers, but now it was empty and bloody, and I was the only layman left.

What to do?

I used my strength and quickly ran out of the command room and toward the deck.

Yes, I must hurry up and find someone who knows how to do it, or the ship will be in great trouble if it drifts back to the original Bernese sea!

The huge deck was empty.

I ran into the cabin, stumbling a little.

Then, one foot deep and one foot shallow, it was found to be a dead body.

Most of them were the bodies of the crew, as well as my bodyguards, and some of the officers who accompanied them.

I ran to the outside of my bedroom, where two strangers were lying there, dressed exactly like the Assassin who had broken into the command room.

They were all dark gray tights and wore black hoods.

I kicked their bodies open and rushed inside.

The room was a mess, littered with marks from the fierce fighting, tables in tatters, chairs in pieces of wood, and other furniture unrecognizable.

There were nine corpses lying in the room.

Some of the bodies were still stacked together, and they had to be moved away before they could walk.

In one of the bedrooms inside, I found the bodies of two maids at the door.

Their arteries were cut, and blood spurted red on the walls.

Assassins are all lethal in one hit, and their movements are as precise as surgery.

I was a little anxious, and rushed to the innermost part, looking through each corpse.

No, there was no body for Margaret.

Where did she go?

Suddenly, I heard a "bang".

There are still people alive!

I wanted to rush out and have a look, but I thought that if I went out like this, if I bumped into the assassin, my life would be at risk!

What to do?

I hurriedly focused my mind and began to "summon the dead".

As the spell was cast, my mind and mind began to work, and a different scene immediately appeared before my eyes.

There are many ghosts fluttering, they are all souls who have just died, most of them have grieving desires, and they are all in a state that can be summoned.

I didn't succeed.

A wraith approached me, but our minds did not connect.

I've tried multiple times to connect, but I haven't been successful.

However, not long ago, I quickly succeeded, and summoned several in quick succession.

I had to turn to Leenda again.

But Leinda didn't show up, as if he was missing.

I'm really crazy now!

Either I don't have enough mana, or there's a limit to summoning during the day, or maybe I'm getting something wrong?

Then I heard a jumble of noises, mixed with whirring, like the sound of a fight.

I leaned close to the ground and walked out of the room on my stomach.

Because my hands can touch the floor of the hallway, the floor is wooden, and so is the door.

It really doesn't work, if the assassin wants to kill me, I will use a spell in advance and turn it into a wooden plank, whether it is the floor or the door panel, in short, it is not me.

I moved in this lewd way. Some of the dead corpses stared at me fiercely, and I felt that when I slept again, they would appear in my dreams.

I approached the scene of the incident and hurriedly turned into a piece of wood and lay it across the ground.

What do I see?

A vaguely tall figure, wielding a thick iron rod-like object, was wrestling with a nimble assassin.

I finally recognized it, it was the old man Sidima!