Chapter 12: Your name is the Black Knight

Ah, of course, the way to form an army of the undead is not only to collect the corpses after the war, such as slaughtering human cities is more effective, but it will easily provoke the wrath of human countries and form a so-called crusade army, even if it is a great lich, it will not be able to eat and walk around, let alone the messenger of the gods, that bullshit brave.

Ignoring the above serious consequences, for him, a traverser, although he is a lich with a lack of feelings, he still has a normal sense of morality, and he who grows up healthily under the red banner of socialism will not wantonly kill innocent human beings, after all, he was also a human being before, so he can only be forced to pick up garbage, three hundred years later, he is still poor, living in this dilapidated place, with a small laboratory......... It's not that he doesn't want to be rich and strong, but the reality is too cruel!

Ahem, cough cough, I was excited when I was not careful, back to the point.

"In the first step, 10 grams of 'Stinky Mud Grass' are mixed with 1.05 kilograms of 'Abyss Stone', 3 drops of 'Tears of Pain Banshee', and 8 ml of 'Urine of the Brave' to create 'Immortal Mud'......"

I was tired, and when I saw a strange thing mixed with the normal ingredient "the urine of the brave", the lich couldn't help but want to complain, this ingredient was even more bottomless than the one he made. Also, don't ask him where to get the "brave man's urine", anyway, people will have to go to the toilet one day, can't he do the squatting thing?

One by one, the materials were placed in the spatial grid, and some of the materials in front of the lich disappeared. Clicking on the OK button below the icon of the big black furnace that alchemists usually use, and watching as the ingredients were poured into the boiling furnace one by one, the white water slowly turning into a disgusting, viscous green, and then a dark black substance that felt like earth.

A "ding" sound appeared as if it were like a microwave oven, and the lich looked at the 20 kilograms of 'immortal mud' on the new icon without being surprised, and it stands to reason that this pile of materials that can't even reach 5 kilograms should not be able to become more than 4 times as many items...... Hawkers, forget it, it's good to get used to it, isn't alchemy like that, you can even become a living person if you do it casually, isn't this a normal thing?

Alright, let's move on to the second step, which is to spread the "Immortal Mud" evenly over the skeleton's body.

Crafts are very good at lichs, both hands from the jar containing the "mud of the undead" two lumps, three times five divided by two and wiped on the body, soon the skeleton into the same slimy appearance as the mire, the body exudes the same smell as the black stinky mud mire, even he, the lich who does not need to breathe, is stinky, it feels more stinky than stinky salted fish.

The third step is to create the "Water of the Underworld" that can withstand the power, and the materials include a "Lich Thumb", "Headless Horseman's Heart", "Tears of Desperate Humans", and "Souls of Killed People", which are mixed together in order.

Easily twist off the little finger, as long as you find a person's little thumb bone to connect it in the future, and then throw it into the big furnace of synthesis and creation with the materials one after another, and get the "water of the underworld" that emits a strong breath of death, and when you get it, you can hear the endless wails of the deceased, and the lich's body can't help but tremble. This place in the underworld is the place where the god of death rules over the dead, and only the real dead and the lich who are beyond life and death can enter, and he has never been there anyway.

The fourth and most important step is to squeeze the dragon's most important "dragon root" into powder and mix it with "water of the underworld" and "slime's essence blood" to form a new liquid, which will be used as the basis for the spell casting of the "immortal" magic circle that encapsulates the skeleton "immortal mud".

The lich presented a magic array in front of his eyes that he had never seen before, glued a new red liquid with his fingers, and began to paint on the sticky "immortal mud" on the skeleton's body, and every stroke was infused with his own magic. It's just that the lich didn't expect that the magic power consumed by this magic array was so huge, and he had to drink a few bottles of great magic potion intermittently to replenish it halfway.

In order to paint this magic array, after drinking the tenth bottle of great magic potion, the lich put away the magic array with trembling fingers, and the faint soul flower in his eyes seemed to be about to be extinguished, he looked at his masterpiece, the black clay figure was painted with a mysterious red ** magic circle, which flowed with amazing magic, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

Finally, the fifth step of the call is to urge the magic array, which means that he needs to inject another magic power, the magic power in the magic array is the outline need, and other magic power is needed as a starting device.

For this reason, the lich let it go, and he took out all the rest of his family possessions, the super magic potion he had touched from a certain ruin hundreds of years ago, from a secret room in the wall and took out the dusty stone box, which was to prevent the two dogs from eating blindly, but he had hidden it for a long time.

Drink all the potions full of magic power in one breath, the surging magic power flows in the body, the soul fire in the eye socket burns more violently than ever, put the palm of your hand on the skeleton's chest The magic array opens the center, injecting your own magic power, and the magic array is also injected with the magic power, the lines of the magic array shine with a strange blood red, like a transparent pipe of flowing water, every move is displayed in front of the lich, and the bottomless pit of absorption also begins, and a steady stream of magic power leaves the lich's body and is injected into the magic array that is launched.

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A pale bony hand trembled weakly and propped up on the wall, the lich whose magic power was almost sucked dry again was almost unable to hold on, if he hadn't drunk some ordinary magic potions in the final stage, he would have fainted due to mana overdraft, and now he could say for sure that even a child could not beat it, and the soul fire in his eyes was in a crumbling crisis.

However, it was all worth it, and the "mud of the dead" on the planing table was reshaped into a mighty, handsome and evil humanoid black armor was the best proof of this, and in the eyes of the lich, he sat up from the dissecting table, looked at himself suspiciously, turned into an armoured arm, and touched the cold black cuirass on his chest, feeling that he didn't seem to understand why he had become like this.

"Me, what's going on?"

Transformed from an undead to a skeleton, he spoke in a human way for the first time in this form, and the hazy sound of indistinguishable men and women came from the black helmet, and the flash of red seemed to express his doubts.

The Lich was so excited that it was hard to describe his mood at this time, and the humanoid black armor in front of him gave him a feeling like his own child calling his father for the first time, and he was really moved to tears.

"It's decided, your name is the Black Knight!"