Although Master Otrom continued to push for this plan, there was still a mood of rebellion in the middle.

At first, it was only an experiment on death row prisoners, but the forces led by the priests believed that the death manifestation of the hatred of life by enslaving the undead was an act of defiling the soul.

According to the priests, the sins of the prisoner have been washed away by the time the death penalty is carried out, and the punishment of using the corpse of the prisoner to create an immortal spirit is blasphemy. And the priests who rebelled were the first to become enslaved by the undead spirits.

In the final analysis, the purpose behind this plan is to build up the military. As long as you rely on the undead for production, you can divert manpower to other areas and tap into better knights and other talents.

Coupled with the king of a nation's obsession with magical powers, the project's popularity has grown.

The people could only watch as the knights of the kingdom dug up the graves of their loved ones, and they all dared not speak out. When a person really dies, it doesn't make people feel at ease.

The Netherworld, the magic research hall of the physiognomist Otrom.

Standing in the Great Hall, Otrom taught a group of fanatics of demonic magic, his face was as ugly as a goblin, and his long nose was a bit like a carrot, but no one dared to make fun of him for his appearance, and that was where his strength lies.

The reason why he chose to join the Hilton Kingdom in the first place was because there were often corpse transformations here, and monsters such as zombies and undead were naturally generated, frequently haunted, and the evil atmosphere was also very strong, which attracted Ottrom to come to study.

"Come, let's see the latest research results!" The hoarse voice interfered with the aesthetics of hearing, and Otrom led some evil spirit mages towards the depths of the hall.

The only people who could be valued by Otrom and personally teach the magic of evil spirits were the thirty or so people present, outside, they were notorious, and here, their status was exalted.

When Ottrom reached the underground gate, the apprentice who followed him was filled with excitement.

The knight guarding the gate pushed open the cold gate, and the group walked inside. Behind the door is a passage down, with many steps, and there is no end in sight for a while, much more deserted than outside. The air underground smells of dust, and the light seems to have lost to the darkness.

With a stretch of his right hand, the lamp on the wall instantly burned with a turquoise flame, illuminating the entire underground.

Descending the staircase with a terrifying atmosphere, the air became very heavy, as if it had reached a deeper place.

Otrom kept the same inscrutable smile as the faces of the apprentices behind him stiffened with nervousness. This was the first time they had arrived at this place, and the further down they went, there were no lights, and the group looked grim, and could only follow the footsteps of the previous person, and the empty space made them look nervous.

Finally, the group reached a gentle terrain with no steep stairs.

Everyone's sharp eyes looked at a heavy door. The door seemed to isolate the world, and it was filled with a sense of oppression, and in order not to be broken or easily opened, the door was subjected to several layers of physical and magical protection.

This is a door that will not allow escape.

The magicians behind them also understood the danger lurking behind this door. When the danger behind this door moves, those door-shaped partition walls can buy time and also have the meaning of sealing.

With a slight smile, Otrom warned the magicians behind him: "Remember, don't touch everything when you go in, and don't make any noise, what is behind the door is beyond human comprehension......"

Although Otrom was only a short and concise sentence, it was also made even more terrifying because of it.

The magicians nodded deeply in unison, nervous and scared, very conflicted in their hearts.

Although Otrom has been here a lot, he has never let up, and the smile on his face is purely to give him confidence, even he can't completely control what is behind the door. Because behind that door was sealed the strongest undead monster. Once they are allowed to escape from here, an unprecedented tragedy will happen to the entire kingdom and even the continent of Hortel.

Otrom looked around at the faces of the mages behind him and saw that everyone was mentally prepared.

The next moment, Otrom began to cast magic, slowly reducing the strength of the seal magic on the door, and slowly opened the heavy gate with a loud "boom" as the power of his deep magic poured in.

When the door opened, the darkness and cold rushed in, and the magicians shrank their shoulders as if they were cold, shivering. Even if they had prepared and applied the magic of adaptation, the hatred of the living emanating from the depths of the gate was still enough to make people shudder.

Faintly, I could hear the grunt of someone in the audience swallowing saliva, which was extremely loud.

"Let's go!" Otrom said calmly, leading everyone slowly forward, and walked into the room with the smell of death.

Otrom opened his palms, and a magical power came out, and the surroundings gradually brightened.

The first thing that came into view was a huge pillar that just supported the Netherworld Temple above, similar to the foundation. But what makes people unable to take their eyes off it is the black giant who is tightly bound by chains.

The giant was four meters tall and was covered in a black armor with vessel-like lines and violent spikes protruding throughout. The helmet had horns growing out, and the face had been hollowed out, revealing a corrupt human face. And in the hollow eye sockets, the hatred of the living and the expectation of killing formed a blazing red light.

"This, this is an undead monster - Death Knight King Arthur!" The experienced magician immediately roared out with an expression of disbelief.

"Roar...... "King Arthur exuded a strong resentment against ......the living.

Unfortunately, King Arthur's whole body was bound by chains much thicker than his thumb, and he was completely unable to move. The front of the chain was fixed to the stone floor, and not only that, but there were also huge iron balls hanging from the hands and feet, all of which had magic sealing runes applied to them.

Under lockdown, it is impossible for any being to move a finger. This excessively harsh way of binding shows their strong wariness of this being.

Despite this, some of the people in the group still felt a little uneasy when they saw such thick chains, fearing that this being could easily tear off the chains and regain their freedom.

After all, it was King Arthur, the Death Knight, whose strength was comparable to that of a sixth-order magic bard, and it was extremely difficult to tame.