"What?! Is this?! ”

The Great Sage of Manlyre, who was floating in the sky, looked at the huge magic array that appeared again below, and his heart was shocked, he seemed to have guessed what this magic array was for, and he hurriedly shouted to Filina on the ground, "Hurry up and stop him!" ”

The large transfer magic array, which can instantly transfer the target to other places of spatial magic, was recognized by the well-informed Grand Sage of Manlyre at once.

But it was too late, and the magic array erupted with a strong light, and the entire night sky was almost illuminated, and even the Grand Sage of Manlael was stung in the eyes by this light.

………

In the mysterious underworld, the lich fell in less than a second after standing on his feet, and with this large transfer magic, his magic had been drained and he was unconscious.

The only remaining skeleton soldiers in that battle panicked when they saw this moment, and they involuntarily saw their boss fall, not knowing what to do, and looking around at a loss, feeling like they were looking for something.

Fortunately, his faithful servant appeared at this time, and a skeleton man dressed as a maid appeared out of the darkness, and she hurried to the lich's side, and carried him to his shoulders with ease, as if the heavy armor worn by the lich was not heavy at all.

As she was leaving, she seemed to notice something unusual among the skeleton soldiers, and the maid looked back at the stupid undead standing there, looked up and down, and then said, "Come with me." ”

The undead was stunned, but nodded obediently and followed the maid.

After walking for a while, a staircase leading to the top appeared in front of them, and the blue flames lit on both sides of the torches.

The old castle, the word popped into the mind of the undead, and he could only describe the scene in front of him in such words. Walking out of the iron door at the end of the staircase, the undead are greeted by a large hall, a red carpet, a large chandelier that has rested on the ceiling, a spiral staircase leading to the upper floor on both sides, a self-portrait directly opposite the direction of the door, and gray stone walls, which still give an ancient atmosphere even if there are no expensive objects to deposit.

"We're coming up from the basement, and this is the hall." The skeleton maid saw the appearance of the undead and explained simply.

The undead nodded imperceptibly.

Continuing to follow the skeleton maid, they walked up the spiral staircase on one side to a very ordinary room.

The skeleton maid threw the lich on her shoulder onto the bed, and then left without looking back, and at the end of her departure, she did not forget to tell the undead who stayed in the room, "Since the master has brought you back, there is naturally his reason, you can just wait here for him to wake up." ”

The undead sat on the chair next to the bed and looked at the lich on the bed silently.

After a few minutes or so, a trace of soul fire flashed in the hollow eye sockets, and the lich gradually woke up, and the magic in his body had recovered enough to wake up.

Suddenly sensing a gaze staring at him, the lich turned his head to look, almost not scared to death by him, and blurted out the phrase "" directly.

A human corpse that could be regarded as a miserable death was sitting on the chair next to the bed, staring at him with a pair of terrifying eyes, and he was easily frightened by the fact that he was a lich who looked down on life and death.

The "Curse of the Dead" was immediately activated at the height of his mood swings, transforming him back into a calm lich.

The lich who coughed a few times and reshaped his image remembered who the undead in front of him was, wasn't it the high-level undead he planned to recruit as a novice this time, but why was he here?

Knocking on the easy-to-forget braincase, remembering the skeleton maid who had been taking care of him, the undead were here in line with common sense, and they didn't care.

The lich lying on the bed stepped out of bed, and as he walked to the door, he looked at the undead and said in a majestic voice, "Come with me, lowly undead." ”

Then he came to a door, opened the iron door with a strict magic defense array, and entered it, the walls were reflected in strange colors by the products placed in it, the lich walked in front, the undead followed, his eyes looked curiously at the things around him, and in the cabinet were placed bottles and cans of various sizes containing liquids, like very large eyeballs soaked in them, or the arms of some kind of animal, the heads of monsters still breathing in liquid, etc., like a dazzling cargo rack.

Coming to the deepest part, a vicious giant dog with disgusting saliva was standing next to a door, looking like a doorman, he saw the lich, like a puppy seeing the mood of its master, wagging its tail, pounced on the lich who had been hinting at it with his eyes, and used his weight to successfully pounce on the speechless lich, and took away the giant dog biting his head with both hands, the lich continued to put on an inviolable and indifferent noble image, and quietly glanced at the undead who were still stunned, and the lich also breathed a sigh of relief.

When you open the door, you will see a blood-spattered wall, with blood-stained torture instruments hanging on the wall, and the configuration inside gives the impression of an interrogation room.

The lich came to a small table where the tools were placed, and he seemed to be in a happy mood, whistling, wearing the gloves on the small table, and taking the scalpel on it, and wiping off the remaining meat scraps with a rag, carefully sorting out the tools that had been used for a short time, and when he was done, he pointed to the blood-stained dissection table in the center to the undead and said, "Lie down." ”

"Huh?"

The undead hesitated, his consciousness telling him that if he lay down, something would surely happen.

Seeing that the undead hesitated to become more and more interested in him, according to the past, these undead will listen to his orders and lie down obediently, worthy of self-aware undead, can even distinguish danger, hey, I really look forward to transforming him into another appearance!

"Okay, obedient, I won't do anything to you, just make you more interesting."

The lich stretched out his hand, and the "imprison" magic took effect on the undead, and then used the magic to press it on the execution table despite the undead's rebellious eyes, because the undead had never resisted, so he did not set up handcuffs and other restrictive equipment on the dissecting table, and could only use magic pressure to hold him down and prevent him from moving.

In a burst of lewd laughter, the excited Lich's knife slowly approached the undead.

Eliminating work is simpler than eating for the lich, who has more than 300 years of work experience, the knife falls in his hands, the strength is decent, the flesh on the bones is cut off one by one, and it enters a large plate that I don't know when I take it out, just like a butcher who has been killing pigs for more than ten years, the speed and strength, and the accuracy have reached an unbelievable realm, if a certain sword master sees it, he will definitely be shocked by this, how can the world have such a swordsmanship genius.

After twenty minutes, the carrion removal project was successfully completed, and the undead, no, now that they were sleek skeletons, he could probably imagine what he had become, because he was already an undead, and he didn't feel any pain, looking at the lich's skillful techniques, he actually had a feeling of immersion in art, he felt that he might have gone crazy.

But the work isn't over yet, and the lich says he's going to make him more fun, and that's just the first step, and the next step is the most exciting.