Femdom is an art.

Mere force of force will only make the abused party feel fear, not true obedience.

In some things, Chen Feng is a perfectionist, he not only wants Fura to promise on her lips, but also wants her heart to be completely submissive to herself.

Just like training a family dog, blindly sticking will make it slowly resist, so after the other party has done something right, give some rewards, which will deepen the pet's dependence.

Poor Fra, empty of a proud ability, but feelings and experiences are simply pitiful, she is like a cat in the quagmire, no matter how much she struggles, she can't escape the dark mud around her.

It's still a long time to spend with each other.

Chen Feng had enough time to train Fula to be a well-behaved and obedient pet, after all, it was about his layout in the abyss.

Cat people.

This is Chen Feng's ultimate goal.

………………

The ogre family of three was neatly placed together, except for the cubs, the other two were all silver ranks, if they were ignored like this, it would inevitably be a little too wasteful.

"Smack!"

A snap of the fingers.

If you talk about corpses, then you should consult a professional.

"Damn...... The great Saruman is sleeping ......"

For the opening remarks of the necromancer, Chen Feng was already a little numb, this rotten skeleton was the most diligent after the order passed it into an undead.

Order has a large number of skeletons that need to be transformed every day, and not only that, but skeletons can also get wounded, and it is very common for a battle to lose arms and legs, or several skeletons to be put together.

In this case, the necromancer also acts as a tinkering job.

This is the difference between the human world and the Plains of Bones, here, the skeleton is still a consumable, after being damaged, the necromancer will use some scattered bones to reassemble the skeleton warrior, and in the Plains of Bones, the endless skeletons are more like disposable items, no matter where they go, they are the skeleton of Bai Sensen, for high-level skeletons like necromancers, as long as the energy is sufficient, skeleton warriors are an endless source of soldiers.

Chen Feng still doesn't know anything about the necromancer in front of him, the other party has a lot of knowledge, and it is not difficult to see the other party's erudition from the spells cast, but the necromancer may have been an undead for a long time, and he has been contaminated with some dull personality.

Eternal life, endowed the necromancer with absolute willfulness.

The necromancer is still the same, wearing a mysterious cloak and holding a white bone scepter in his hand, which, if memory serves, even has epic fangs fused on it.

Unlike the ornate decoration of the mortal scepter, this scepter is a white bone throughout, and there is a dead air lingering around it all the time, giving people an eerie feeling.

The scepter is the symbol of the necromancer, and a good scepter will increase the mage's lethality by a certain amount.

Chen Feng ignored the other party's displeasure, pointed to the three corpses under his feet and said, "It's a bit too wasteful to lose the wilderness like this, and I just want you to refine them into skeleton warriors." ”

Chen Feng spoke his mind.

The Ground-Drilling Giant Worm is a terrifying enemy, before encountering the other party, Chen Feng tried to increase some strength, two silver skeletons, even if they are only half of the strength before life, but the characteristics of not being afraid of life and death can still bring some trouble to the enemy.

The fire of the necromancer's soul was beating, like a human thinking, and as his thoughts deepened, the flames in his eyes burned violently.

As a mage who was just one step away from entering gold, Saruman's mind was filled with dark mysteries.

Chen Feng waited quietly.

The necromancer observed for a while, as if interested, walked up to the ogre, and lightly stabbed the ogre's corpse a few times with his scepter.

After a while.

A voice like some ghost whispering sounded in Chen Feng's ears: "These corpses have just died, and it is a bit of a waste to refine them into skeletons, it is better to refine them into undead zombies." ”

Chen Feng nodded and responded, "You are an expert in this kind of thing, so you don't need to ask for my advice at all." ”

Although Chen Feng is a summoner, he is not proficient in such things as undead transformation, so he delegated this matter to the necromancer.

As a true believer in dark magic, the necromancer had already tried this transformation countless times, and he raised the scepter, and soon several ghostly wails came from the scepter.

There was a violent will around him, giving people a cold feeling that could not be suffocated, as if he was in an ice cave, and it was so difficult to breathe.

Immediately afterwards, the male ogre, who had been lying on the ground, slowly got up, its eyes were gray, it was unconscious, perhaps because it had just been awakened, and its body swayed, like a drunken drunk.

Wake up the dead.

This is the first step in transforming the undead.

Next, the ogre, who had turned into an undead, crouched down, opened its huge mouth, and actually bit down on the corpses of his wife and children.

"Woohoo......"

There was a grinding sound.

"Click!"

The ogre's terrible teeth, I don't know how sharp they were, ate the heads of the two corpses with a few strokes, and swallowed them completely into their stomachs.

Originally, it was a family that supported each other, but now, the male ogre actually devoured each other, at this time it was like a gluttonous who did not know hunger, constantly devouring each other's flesh and blood, in this process, the ogre's body slowly expanded, the head, arms, and legs began to deform, and it completely became a bloated body.

What's even more terrifying is that its belly is getting bigger and bigger, and after swallowing the last piece of flesh, the whole stomach actually "bangs" and cracks.

Blood is constantly flowing from the stomach and emitting a disgusting stench.

Cursed creatures!

Transformed by a necromancer and devouring his wife and children, this undead creature is cursed by nature, its stomach is constantly bleeding blood and bile, and it has to keep it energized by constantly eating.

The ogre retains all of its strength, if not more terrifying, immortal characteristics, and as long as its head is not destroyed, it is a sign that it will fight forever.

Perfect conversion.

Although only one of the three ogres was eventually converted, this undead took the elite route, and its potential was much higher than that of ordinary skeletons.

What should I call it?

Born a cursed creature that devours wives and children from the very beginning of its birth, and a powerful resentment can corrupt even the purest minds.

So......

Let it be an abomination.