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Three days later. Moggug is finally after a long millennium. Out of the Temple of the Dead. Although he walked like a hemiplegic patient in the recovery stage. It seems that the mountain wind can blow him away. Luo Ling is still very confident in his strength. A monster that has been camping on a research path for thousands of years. It's with that obsession and single-mindedness. The level of professionalism has definitely reached the realm of 'turning decay into magic'.

"Wet, cold. This is not my hometown. I love it here, though. "The sky was hazy. Snow is everywhere. The celestial vault and the earth unfolded before Moggug. He uses this phrase to reveal how he feels from seeing the light of day. It's a pity that Luo Ling can't hear the slightest taste of emotion in it. He thought. In all probability. Those things that make people weak. This lich before oblivion. It has been abandoned. The story of Moggug. There must be another unique excitement.

Negative hands. Luo Ling said confidently and slowly: "The conditions are ripe." We can choose a place to build a mage tower. ”

Moggug was still as usual. The message was plain: "Thank you." My master. I still choose the temple. It's more suitable for me there. Please forgive me for insisting. ”

Luo Ling could understand the other party's indifferent and exhausted mentality. In addition to academic research. It is to give this lich a throne of the king of the plane. I'm afraid it's just a casual refusal. In the eyes of many people. Moggug is the kind of person who reads to the point of stupidity. In addition to the field of expertise. A typical example of not being able to take care of oneself even in life. Moggug had already made a vague statement in the conversation three days ago. Study. It's his old quest as an undead creature. No external force is enough to change.

"Okay. I have no reason to refuse such a request. I will support you to the best of my ability. This is a reward for your allegiance. Luo Ling replied to Mogguge. A figure he relied on and relied on. Pedantic. It's always easier to control than the ambitious type. What Luo Ling needs most now is a 'peasant' rather than a 'general'. Moreover. He knew very well how well he was able to control his subordinates in those few clicks. Arguably. In addition to leading by example and being cool. He didn't know how to control his subordinates. Even the communication between people. He also only stayed at the level of having no social partners except for his 'neighbors'.

Turn back from the hole. Luo Ling pointed to the corpses that could be seen everywhere on the ground. Q: "How?" Can these derivatives still be used? ”

"Yes. Master. As you say. They're just sleeping. A silver glint flashed in Moggug's eyes. A very positive answer. His dark vision is acquired. Without the use of spells. The clear viewing distance is 60 meters. When running night vision. The eyes will suddenly brighten. And not as natural as Luo Ling.

"What about those?" Luo Ling pointed to the corpse of a corpse not far from him.

"In terms of physical combat power. After awakening, it may not be much stronger than these corpses that have been eroded by demons for a long time. Although it was the first time I saw it. But I'm pretty sure their skills are spell-like and non-magical. In this case. Once awakened, the ability can no longer be cast. It is also not possible to obtain the relevant skills. ”

"Give it up. Looks like we need some living necrocallers or necrophils to study. I'll take care of this. ”

Moggug nodded. "The hosts. I think it is necessary to tell you. Even if it's just about combat power. The best fortified culture of the original body. It is still a living thing. And the stronger the better. The same is a living thing. Demonized. It's a little bit worse than the natural evolution. ”

"Oh. Here's why. After death, it is eroded by dark energy and becomes a derivative body. The best time to cultivate is missed. ”

"It's mostly because of the soul. A shell without a soul. It is impossible to instill a fanatical will. Religious fanatics and soulless. Although they can be fearless. But after all, they are two different concepts. ”

Luo Ling raised his eyebrows. I laughed in my heart: "Yes." Soul. In the world of necromancy. This is a valuable material. The word immortality is linked to the word evil. It is also because of the blasphemy of the soul. ”

Luo Ling didn't ask any further. The soul is the most self-contained substance. He believed that even with the power of the lich. You can't just mess with it. The 'inculcation of fanatical will' by Mogguge is already very revealing. This is clearly a cramming of memory imprints. Regardless of the pain. Sooner or later, the soul can be changed. That is, the original memory is squeezed out. What is left is a mental container that can hold memories. And in the face of this absolutely cruel means. That little bit of willpower of ordinary people is simply irresistible.

Anyone other than me. All can be tools. It's not just the flesh that destroys. And the soul. This is no longer a bad word to describe. Luo Ling didn't plan to delve into this kind of issue either. He knew exactly what path he was taking. View what he does with worldly morality and conscience. It's a kind of self-denial.

"In the near future. I'll provide some live ones. "Luo Ling was planning to kill some people. However, since there is a demand vacancy here. Just a little more time. Anyway, he has mastered the refrigeration technology. Throw a living person into a space ring by shelving it in an ice coffin or a special cryogenic box. I won't be able to die for a while.

Moggug understood Luo Ling's intentions. Control thousands of derivations. It is necessary to do both. With Luo Ling's ability, it is impossible to achieve it. He can only do it if needed. It's just that he can fully grasp all the states of a corpse under his control at any time. So. In such a situation. If you execute some complex commands. A group of wise derivatives is a must. Of course. Just being wise. There is no need for self-personality. All personalities are replaced by a fanatical will. In essence. It's no different from religious brainwashing. Luo Ling also came later. Combined with his worldview. It gives this type of derivation a very meaningful name. 'Holy Warrior'.

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"Yes. Master. Moggug responded. An understatement of a raised hand. I saw the tip of his right index finger, which was like a withered claw. It quickly lights up and emits a little green light the size of a soybean. Just a flash. and it did not fall into the head of a corpse with intact limbs on the ground. And then. The stiff corpse was as if he had just woken up. Stretch your body. From slow to flexible. Between two or three breaths. He stood in front of Luo Ling and Mogguge. There is no surface ^H affection. Motionless. There was a faint green glow in his eyes.

"It's just a few simple moves. And it's a sturdy body that hasn't been heavily damaged. It doesn't take much energy to get them moving. ”

Although Moggug said so. But Luo Ling saw that he could stingy his strength to such an extent. I still have deep admiration in my heart. It's a testament to the excellence of control. The strong are pursuing to master more and more pure energy. How to save as much as possible. It is also an important benchmark. Open source and reduce expenditure. The term also applies perfectly to the use of energy. This seemingly simple spell in front of you. has already interpreted the 'throttling' very superbly. Luo Ling begged himself. That's it. The gap between him and Moggug is a few mountains away.

Moreover. Some people can do things that seem to be very casual. Others may seem like they don't know where to start. There is no need to chant mantras. No casting process is required. Just move your fingers. This method of awakening the body is enough for Luo Ling to see the subtleties.

While Luo Ling secretly sighed at the art of the old lich. Moggug had already commanded the corpse men to get to work. It also seems to be breezy. No need to shake the staff. No need to whirl and drink. A spiritual directive. And the body immediately did as it was told. It's like a smart guide dog. But Luo Ling knew. This guy doesn't have a brain.

A minute later. The awakened body dragged two intact corpses from nearby.

Moggug stood there. Not even the posture has changed. Still raised his hand like that. The awakened corpses became three. And so on and so forth. That's less than ten minutes. There were more than 100 corpses working with their heads bowed.

Moggug no longer wakes up one by one. Instead, he ordered more than 100 corpses to begin sorting out the corpses on the ground. One side on the floor of the vacated gallery. Arrange the complete corpses pulled in from the surrounding caverns. Wait until the corpses are covered with corpses. With a wave of the hand. A thick green mist of light spread from his hand like a wave. Brush over the corpses. The corpses on the ground awoke one after another. There were more than 200 at one time.

Two hundred, two hundred, two hundred...... Wait until the total number of corpses exceeds 1,000. Moggug no longer awakens the Derivation. In the caves. A thousand corpses worked. It's enough. They are at the behest of the old lich. It was like gleaning wheat to transport all the corpses in the cave, including the severed limbs, into the Sanctuary of the Dead. The shredded corpse was thrown directly into the pool of putrefaction. The whole is like the goods. Stacks of stacks are placed there. These are all the raw materials for the transformation of the Luo Lingyan Body Legion in the future. Meantime. Moggug also needed a large number of miscellaneous agents and assistants. His original assistant. Because there have been no new products for many years. They all sacrificed themselves for experimentation.

For necromancers. Corpses are inherently an indispensable resource. And after Luo Ling, who was still full of the characteristics of small doors and small households, issued a reserve order. Without any doubt, Moggug carried out the order thoroughly. His derivative laborers. Not only will there be countless corpses in the three-fold hole. Even outside the cave on the way. All the corpses to the bottom of the valley behind the hill. They were all carried into the Temple of the Dead.

That's a lot of work. It is to make the number of awakened derivations continue to rise. Finally, the derivative body that works at the same time. More than 4,200 bodies. So much so that after Fanqiu. The body shuttles back and forth. It's as lively as a small bazaar. And those who are as fat as scavenging crows. Under Luo Ling's new round of blows, he hugged his head and ran away. Even if you die, you won't go away. Always be ready to take a look at the gap and catch the last stroke. This made Luo Ling feel that the work of the temporary corpse keeper had turned him into dust. Killing is no avail. It's a 'coax' word trick. And so on for a day. It's more tiring than fighting those 999 fire demons.

Fortunately, they are all 'golden employees'. Never tireless in anything. They work day and night. Fresh snow is shaved. Dig up their kind. Then pull it to the hand-to-hand 'corpse conveyor belt'. The corpse who discharged two rows kept repeating the action of taking and sending out. Send the corpse all the way to the Sanctuary of the Dead. This is a large-scale, methodical and continuous work. The efficiency and speed are kept at a very high level. The construction period has been greatly shortened. And so after three full days and nights. The material reserve has come to an end.

At last. Together with the group of corpses roaming around the Paradise Cemetery. The Radiant Body Task Force lined up and drove into the Temple of the Dead.

Stand on the top of the hill. The temperature of -41 degrees Celsius makes the falling snowflakes shiver. Luo Ling silently watched the tail sweeping body under the mound. Dragging branches and branches. A roar swept back and forth across the surface. This is a workplace cleanup. Another snow has begun to fall. Ten hours later. The story of what happened here will be buried at the bottom.

"I always want everything to be perfect under my own eyes." Luo Ling was already able to use psychic telepathy to communicate with Moggug. It was the most practical skill he thought he had learned in the past few days.

"Keep improving. Including our undead. It is also recognized that this is an excellent quality. ”

Luo Ling let out a white breath. "It's just a habit forced out by pressure. You know. The higher the station. The less you can keep the wind and snow out. ”

"Not many people care about your story. They only care about the outcome and what the outcome can bring them. ”

"So we're all lonely." Luo Ling curled the corners of his mouth.

"Nope. Only people like me are lonely. You haven't crossed the river of time. Moggug and Luo Ling glanced at each other. A silver glow in his eyes