"It's a wonderful piece of work, and I'm honored for your research!" Kel'thugad politely praised Kel'thugad and said that Kelthugad was not an arrogant man and did not hesitate to praise any outstanding work.

"I've felt the breath of the soul, what's your name?" Kel'thugad asked.

"Great Kel'thugad Overseer, your servant hateful salute!" Abomination respectfully lay on the ground and offered his great gift.

Abomination, also known as the Stitching Monster, is made from pieces of meat that are sewn together, the list of materials is very simple, you can see it everywhere, and it's not surprising that some of the food, drinks, and things like that around us are used to make that disgusting thing.

"It's a perfect masterpiece," Kel'thugad's gaze strove over the abomination, his eyes showing intense interest, "why not change the name, it already has an independent soul, and it's different from those who have no soul and can only be cannon fodder,"

"No, I think that even with a soul, it is still an abomination, and it can only be considered a high-level abomination," said a thin acolyte standing beside Kel'thugad, who wore a cloak and completely concealed his appearance.

The body of the abomination was in tatters, the traces of the sewing on the chest were too obvious, and the blood-drenched internal organs were clearly visible, and he turned a blind eye to this qiē Kelsugad, and looked at the eyes of the abomination, as if he saw an exhilarating work of art.

"How does it compare to those cannon fodder that can only be used as flesh bombs on meat grinders?" Kel'thugad asked.

"Compared to ordinary abominations, these advanced abominations are twice as resistant to blows, they have no pain, they have no weaknesses, even if they shatter half of their bodies, they still won't die, continue to fight for you Overseers, the cartridges that spew corrosive liquids and plague broth and the high-pressure gas canisters filled with poison gas are enough to deal a fatal blow to the enemy, and that's not enough, I've filled these tons of monsters with hundreds of plague-infected maggots. In the heat of battle, the high-level abomination can swallow deadly larvae at the enemy, and even when the high-level abomination is about to be killed, they can still activate the self-detonation device on their body to let these creepy reptiles touch every corner" The gushing words came out of the mouth of the acolyte, introducing their work to outsiders, which is something to be excited about, especially if outsiders are their own superiors.

"One great achievement, the master will grant you eternal life!" Kel'thugad slowly spoke of his reward, the master, whether it was Kel'thugad or the members of the Cursed Cult, they all had a common master, the Lich King.

"It's my honor," even though hidden under the cloak, the acolyte's burning gaze could still be felt by outsiders, not the slightest disgust for the transformation into the dead, but joy, yearning for darkness.

"Congratulations on stepping into the ranks of eternal life, and I will personally preside over the ceremony in three days," Kel'thugad said with a smile on his face, and slowly left the real yàn room, walking outside, as Kelthugad walked, he could see that the wide underground could fit as many assistants as an army.

The undead creatures have been cleverly stitched together from a hodgepodge of animals and organs, and there are even some undead humanoids whose body parts come from various races of humans without any wounds.

It has become the real yàn room of the Cursed Sect, the arsenal of the undead.

"Master!" Seeing Kel'thugad walking slowly and gracefully, the undead along the way knelt down and saluted, "a group of soulless cannon fodder," Kel'thugad's eyes showed disgust, like a high-level hatred, with his own soul of the work, Kelthugad did not hesitate to appreciate, but for this soulless, no pain, can only obey orders cannon fodder, Kelthugad instinctive disgust.

As an archmage who is biased towards research, the title of Archmage of Kel'thugad is not based on strength, but by research, and has his own pride, instinctive disgust for this defective product.

"Overseers?" An acolyte, covered by a cloak, came to Kel'thugad and greeted him.

Although the acolyte's dress was almost the same, Kel'thugad recognized the person in front of him, and as he walked, Kelthugad said slowly; "Are you all ready?"

"All preparations have been made, the sacred steamer given by the master has been placed in Firestone Farm, Tears of Darson, Fireplace Valley, Gallon Farm, etc., and the Divine Purification will spread in a few days, and they will be blessed and step into eternal life with us."

"These foolish fellows, when the time comes, they will understand that it is a privilege to receive eternal life, and when the time comes, they will thank their masters,"

"It's not enough, it's not enough to rely on this, we have to give more people eternal life, establish the eternal kingdom of our Lord, no one will oppress your land, no disgusting nobles from above will oppress you, all of us will be equal" The inspiring words came out of Kel'thugad's mouth, so that the acolyte beside him showed a fanatical look in his eyes, and the demagogic words Kel'thugad has said N times in the past two years, and he has already been perfected, Self-hypnosis has reached the point where even you already believe in yourself, and it is easy to infect others.

"Praise my Lord!" The acolyte said feverishly.

"You go and find the rich man Kosur, whose food can be sold everywhere in Lordaeron, and seek Kosur's help to boil the sacred cauldron and mix the boiling water full of blessings into the food,"

"Yes!" The acolyte nodded, walked out quickly, looking at the figure of the acolyte leaving, there was a sudden tingling pain in Kel's chest, and his right hand slowly stroked his left chest through the gorgeous mage robe.

"Uther, I will not let you go, sooner or later I will kill you," a wave of hatred burst out from Kel'thugad's eyes, unforgettable hatred, terrifying, almost, just a little, Kel'thugad died tragically at the hands of Uther.

This made Kel'thugad worry about Uther, Kel'thugad has never been a noble person, and he has always had revenge for those who have a grudge against him, and this injury has been cultivated for so long, and Kel'thugad has still not healed, and it has been almost a year now.