"Chief Guard, you don't need to be so nervous, the spell that separates the body and the soul, called the soul technique, is of course the highest level of danger for an ordinary dark mage, but for you, you have the blood of the witch, and your soul will be much stronger than others, so, please don't be nervous. ”

Sophia explained this, and the tension in Sveek's heart eased a little.

"So, after I go in, it's not that dangerous?"

"The danger should be relatively small, you will naturally know it when you go in, if something is wrong, immediately recite the return spell. ”

"Okay. ”

The forward spell, it's relatively long, Svek wrote it down, and when he returns to the spell, Svek can't wait to break his ears and listen to it wider, but the return spell is the same as the teleportation spell Sophia taught earlier, just one sentence: The undead are dead, come back.

Svek scolded again: "Witch, you can't remember such a simple spell, why do you keep scaring me!"

"Life is at stake, I didn't scare you, begin, dark mage, your wondrous journey will begin here, good luck. ”

The Sword of Sin rests on the stone wall, Svek sitting cross-legged on the ground, and Sophia standing to the side.

Forward Spell: "Almighty Dark Lord, your followers ask you for boundless mana......."

After reciting the incantation three times, Svek suddenly felt that he was light and fluttering, and he didn't feel any gravity.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a strange world made of crystal, dim and colorful.

He stepped on a pink crystal disc hundreds of meters in diameter, and at the foot of the disc was a large canyon, and on the opposite side of the canyon was a space formed by the combination of clouds and sea level.

It's amazing.

Behind him, there was movement, and ghostly black mist appeared around.

The black mist changed in the flying, the black turned to gray, and after a while, dozens of people in various costumes appeared in front of Svek one by one, just like the focus adjustment of the lens, from blurry to clear.

There were polite gentlemen, soldiers in full armor, barefoot fishermen, blacksmiths wearing only trousers, little beggars with long snots, spice sellers with cloth bags, explicit prostitutes, prosecutors in red uniforms.....

Their faces were clear, too.

Serious, curious, vicious, indifferent, frivolous, self-denial, debauched, cheerful, gloomy, good, evil, handsome, ugly, bloodthirsty......

The magical sealing technique can actually collect all kinds of absolutely different people here.

All faces have a unified imprint – the undead.

This is the undead in the sword body, or the physical undead.

What they were when they were alive is what they are after death.

Sophia said that the spirits of the dead in hell are all spirits who died by accident, died suddenly, were murdered, or murdered others, and they or they could not go to heaven, or they did not want to go to heaven at all, and they had many unfulfilled wishes.

Svek didn't hear any footsteps, no one spoke, and they had a very tacit understanding to narrow the encirclement.

They saw him as an outlier.

All the undead were heavily gray, except for Svek, who shimmered like a humanoid body plated with silver-white glow.

"Hello gentlemen and ladies, my name is ...."

A mouthful of spit flew in, and the spit streaked through the air in a long trajectory, carrying white smoke and dust, like the aerobatics of a comet in a cartoon.

I'll go!

Svek dodged it.

Three scythes, two axes, a dozen bricks, and five shuttle darts all ran towards Svek from different directions at the same moment.

The weapons were lightning fast.

Even if he is the leader of the martial arts alliance, I am afraid he will not be able to escape such a beating.

Svek snapped the spell, and just as a shuttle dart was about to pierce Sveker's throat, Svek let out a loud cry and returned to the stone wall.

"Hey, the most promising dark mage, he came out so quickly, and he didn't hold out for a minute. ”

Sophia scoffed mercilessly.

"Old witch, you, you try, you try, you try!

Although his soul was extremely frightened, his body was already covered in a cold sweat.

"What's going on inside?"

"Knowingly, as soon as I entered, I was wildly flattened by a group of people, strange, I haven't already made a contract with them, why do they dare to attack their master?"

Sophia doesn't speak.

"Why don't you speak?"

"What should you learn first about your own teacher?"

Svek thought for a while: "Okay, respect, I respect you, say, why did this happen, if my spell was read slowly, I would definitely die in it." ”

Sophia turned up the oil lamp on the stone wall a little.

"If it's a one-to-one contract, then of course the execution of the contract is fine, the problem is, you make a contract with millions of undead at once, I can say that the vast majority of undead don't even know who their owner is, now it's clear. ”

Svecker imagined the same thing.

"So what should I do?"

"Is it true that after you enter, only your soul can emit the light of life, and the other undead cannot?"

"It seems like yes. ”

"You can let them know that you are in control of them. ”

"That's what I thought, and before I could speak, they did it. ”

"It's okay, you do it too. ”

Svek got up from the ground and wanted to curse, but he really didn't have the strength to scold.

Sophia laughed amused by his aggrieved appearance: "You still don't respect your teacher! In the sword body, you are the king, you can imagine all the means that can kill them, you imagine the lightning, there is lightning, you imagine the fire, there is the fire, you imagine the rain of arrows, there is the rain of arrows, in short, whatever you imagine, you can appear, don't be polite, don't be soft, kill as many as you want, until they admit that you are their master." ”

Sveker blinked in surprise.

"Let's go inside. ”

"Well, believe in you again. ”

Svek re-entered the sword, a flat ground beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred undead armed with long swords besieged him, and these people looked like soldiers on the battlefield.

They were charging en masse.

Raging fire!

Around Svek, dozens of flames stretched for tens of meters were raised.

The besiegers struggled and wailed in the blazing fire.

Svek looked stupid.

The flames were extinguished, and thousands of undead attacked like a tsunami with weapons of all kinds.

Rain of arrows!

With Svek as the center, a terrifying rain of arrows shot out in all directions, and countless undead fell to the ground one after another.

After the rain of arrows, more undead black pressed and pounced.

Tornado!

Several tornadoes with a diameter of up to a kilometer wide roared at Sveker, sending the undead who attacked him to the ground.

On the stone wall, Sophia has nothing to do, using a pair of small scissors to fix her nails.

In about ten minutes, Svek came out of the sword.

"Damn, those undead aren't afraid of death!"

"They were permanently imprisoned in hell, and they finally came out, and they were imprisoned by you in a smaller sword body, which is worse than the conditions of hell, you need to be patient. ”

"They don't give me patience. ”

"At least, you can talk to them, right?"

Svecker was stunned: "Yes, a little bit better than the first time. ’

"Then go on, and you tell them that if they are loyal to you, they will have a chance to be reborn. ”

"You mean to let them all go from now on?"

Sophia smiled slyly, "If you dare to release millions of undead, what will be the consequences?

"Can you elaborate on that?"

"As long as you can get the undead to do things for you, any plan will do, and as long as it works, it can be implemented. ”

Svek seemed to understand, and said with a smile: "But what we do, isn't it not too authentic and inhumane." ”

Sophia raised her eyebrows: "No dark mage has ever been humane in front of people, it seems that you still have a long way to go before you become a real dark mage, I hope you can shorten this unnecessary journey as soon as possible." ”

Svecker asked rhetorically, "Yes, old witch." ”