After being hit by the suddenly opened door, Zhu Henghong secretly felt pain while sitting on the ground, and then looked up at the person who opened the door.

The pitch-black Teutonic Gothic plate armor covering the whole body, the pure white background with a black cross printed on it, and the robe with a black-edged white fan-shaped shield depicting a black dragon, the hooded cloak depicting a black iron cross on both sides, plus the demonic ring-winged barrel helmet worn on the head of the overweight Teutonic knight in front of him, Zhu Henghong could be 100% sure that it was his savior and the leader of the Teutonic camp, Feng Longde, who opened the door in front of him.

"Are you Feng Longde?" Zhu Henghong said with difficulty, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was so hoarse and dry, as if he hadn't drunk water for more than ten days.

In fact, this is very normal, from the sacrifice to the awakening, Zhu Henghong must have not touched water for at least seven days, not hoarse and dry before there is a ghost; although there are two ways to ensure that his own body remains alive, but if the body is not replenished with water for a long time, it is not surprising that the vocal organs are the first to gradually lose their activity.

"Yes. Feng Longde tilted his head and replied, driving the Demon Ring-Wing Barrel Helmet to tilt a little.

When Zhu Henghong was still a little confused, Feng Longde silently looked at the company leader and friend who had woken up first. There were a total of seventeen dead Boghall soldiers who were reincarnated as a necro, but he was the first to wake up, precisely because he had the strongest and most vigorous soul energy among these people, at this moment, he was reincarnated as a necro witch, and even the soul fire attached to his brain was much tougher than that of other dead Boghall soldiers, and his appearance did not look much different from when he was alive, but his skin was whiter than when he was alive. It should be that the magic of the Muscle Rejuvenation Technique was a little too effective for him.

For Feng Longde, his life-saving benefactor, Zhu Henghong felt that his mood was a little strange: in the past, his feeling for Feng Longde, his life-saving benefactor, was gratitude and respect, after all, as a high-ranking person, like Feng Longde, although most people are used to being bored alone and are used to not talking much, they have no habit of putting on a stinky shelf. Even the very easy-going guy who is very easy-going during his usual rest is too rare, plus he doesn't often get together with Feng Longde to watch anime and play games or something, so Feng Longde is equivalent to a more serious and stereotypical but gentle big brother next door image in his mind.

But now. When Feng Longde stood in front of him, Zhu Henghong's heart was filled with a deep sense of awe, as if he was facing his unsmiling father.

Zhu Henghong felt that although he was very grateful to his life-saving benefactor for saving his life and taking care of himself, these could only make him grateful and sincerely loyal to his life-saving benefactor, and it was not enough for him to have this kind of awe, but why did he feel awe of Feng Longde?

Zhu Henghong found that although this strange emotion had no reason, it was deeply rooted, as if it originally existed in his blood or soul. Although Zhu Henghong couldn't understand what was going on, he couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance.

"Am I already dead?" Zhu Henghong swallowed hard, somehow. The rate of saliva secretion in the mouth seems to be a little slower than before.

Maybe it's because he hasn't drunk water during his coma? Zhu Henghong guessed wildly in his heart.

"You're dead. Feng Longde thought about it and said the truth straightforwardly, anyway, even if this matter can't be concealed for a long time, it is better to simply come up and explain it clearly, so as to save trouble in the future.

Zhu Henghong's face was shocked, and he looked at Feng Longde in panic and asked, "What did you say? I'm already dead? Aren't I still alive?"

"I brought you back to life, as did the other fallen Boghall soldiers. Feng Longde said truthfully.

"Resurrection?" Zhu Henghong thought that he had heard it wrong, and sounded "rescue" as "resurrection", or did he say. The Teutonic people are accustomed to using the term 'resurrection' to refer to 'treatment' after successfully treating seriously injured people?

Facing Zhu Henghong, who didn't know if he really didn't know the situation, and said that he was pretending to be stupid and didn't want to admit the reality, Feng Longde didn't bother to say it with his mouth. His eyes were fixed on him, and his soul moved.

Almost at the same time, a huge tide of information poured into Zhu Henghong's soul fire, allowing him to understand the cause and effect of the incident in an instant: he was indeed dead, but he was reincarnated as a deceased by his own life-saving benefactor, and became an intelligent corpse witch who retained his memories and self-consciousness before his death

This kind of information through the soul level can be said to be quite convenient. It is possible to instill the information that needs to be transmitted directly into the soul of the other person in a short period of time, and it only takes a short time to turn an unlearned scholar into a knowledgeable scholar, but unfortunately, this kind of indoctrination of information at the soul level requires the receiving party of the two to completely open his soul, so it is difficult to do this without a deep soul connection with each other - after all, few intelligent beings have unreserved trust in others. Especially humans, suspicion and mutual suspicion are often the norm, so this convenient way of transmitting information is basically limited to the deceased, and few living races can encounter it.

After Zhu Henghong received this massive amount of information in a daze, he looked at Feng Longde in a daze, his expression solemn.

Feng Longde didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand and pointed to the part of his heart, and then pointed to his head, making a gesture for him to feel the inside of his head.

After Zhu Henghong saw Feng Longde's gesture, he subconsciously slowly pressed his chest with both hands, and at the same time felt his brain suspiciously.

After a long while, Zhu Henghong's expression was shocked, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes: "My heart is beating slower than before, and there seems to be something else in my head besides my brain, etc.!" Judging from the inexplicable information you gave me just now, I have become an undead creature?!"

"You're a corpse witch now, and you've died in that battle, but I brought you back to life. The identity of the past living. Feng Longde slowly told the truth of the facts.

Looking at Zhu Henghong, who had already wandered into the world, Feng Longde remembered what Caroline had told him about the various behaviors of people who were reincarnated as deceased before: if they had no contact with the past dead and still feared or maintained their mentality, then panic and confusion were their most frequent symptoms, and even the extreme situation of crying and wiping tears on their unkempt face to seek death and life was not uncommon, but if people like the Teutonic Empire, who were accustomed to the deceased and knew more about the situation, were reincarnated, their biggest and most common problem was how to adapt to their new life form, as well as mastering some abilities that are unique to being a deceased. And begin to learn how to absorb soul energy to replenish the loss of their soul and even increase the strength of their soul.

As for Zhu Henghong, although it is not very common, it is quite normal from a common sense point of view, after all, even if it is an open-minded modern person, in the face of the situation that he is not a living person, his brain will crash for a period of time, which is not directly formatted by hard drive, and the psychological quality is quite good

The current Zhu Henghong just needs time to accept the reality, and it can be said that Feng Longde is very satisfied without crying and wiping away tears.

Von Longde turned his gaze to the other fallen Burghall soldiers, who were now beginning to react one after another, and the sixteen Burghall soldiers sat up at the long table, all looking at themselves and their fellow comrades around them with incredulous expressions.

Likewise walk up to them. Von Longde transmitted the relevant information and materials to their respective soul fires through deep soul connections, and then the reactions of the sixteen Boghall soldiers were mixed.

Although these Boghall soldiers, who were formerly Germanic inhabitants of the human world, learned that Von Rond had reincarnated them into necro witches in order to save them, after all, their concept of life and death was still deep-rooted, and if they hadn't spent a long time with the Teutons of the dead, the kind of extreme situation that Von Rond knew would not have happened.

The vast majority of the Boghall corpse witch soldiers remained calm, even though they were terrified of their unfamiliar life form, but because they were still alive, they could still be the same as when they were alive, but this was only the vast majority. The rest were outright terrified, and one was a Boghall corpse soldier who had begun to become hysterical.

"No! I'm not a corpse witch!I'm not a living dead!I'm dead! you demon! I'm going to kill you!" the Boghall corpse warrior apparently didn't want to believe that he was dead and reincarnated as a deceased. He wailed hysterically, the double look of fear and despair intertwined on his face, and finally he pulled out a one-handed mace from his waist and swung it at Feng Longde as if he were crazy, and at the same time cried loudly: "None of this is true! I must be dreaming! This must be a delusion before death!"

Seeing this, Feng Longde only slightly dodged the one-handed mace wielded by the Boghall corpse witch soldier, and then directly crossed his neck with his right hand, twisting it hard. In an instant, the face of the Boghall corpse witch soldier turned a hundred and eighty degrees and twisted directly behind him,

If the neck of an ordinary human was twisted like this, no matter how strong his physique, he would have died long ago, but the Burghall corpse witch soldier sat on his knees limply as he stared at the ground behind him with wide eyes of terror. The body continued to tremble slightly, driving the steel rings on the light steel chain mail to make a rattling sound of metal colliding.

Feng Longde still understands the overreaction of this Boghall corpse witch soldier, after all, not everyone can accept that they will become the living dead in the usual sense, even if they know that they will really die if they don't become like this, they can't make them come up and accept the status quo.

Once again, straightening the neck of the Boghall corpse witch soldier and returning his face to its normal direction, Feng Longde asked puzzledly: "Isn't it good to be a corpse witch? ”

As the prototype of the dragon spirit, the existence of a semi-deceased, Feng Longde knows very well that the deceased with self-will and wisdom can be far better than human beings and much stronger in all aspects, the simplest is the comparison of lifespan: no matter how strong the human being is, he can live to be more than a hundred years old and reach the sky, especially against the sky, that is, one hundred and twenty or thirty years old, so he is also a veritable appearance of the living dead; , or to maintain the way they want to maintain their life, and all of this is eternal.

These materials and knowledge are also in the soul information transmitted to them by Feng Longde, compared to other Boghall corpse witch soldiers can be so calm or at least not fried is precisely for this reason, as for this Boghall corpse witch soldier reacted so much, it is likely that he only noticed that he was no longer a human at the first time, but did not discover the large amount of information about the situation that suddenly appeared in his soul, and the result became the current situation.

The Boghall corpse soldier fell to his knees and muttered something unbelievably, but his body stiffened when he heard the word immortality.

After also letting the Boghall corpse witch soldier accept the reality on his own, Feng Longde silently looked at the newborn corpse witches in front of him: it can be said that the afterlife sacrifice as a high-level reincarnation method is absolutely worthy of its name, these newborn corpse witches have completely retained their memories and consciousness before their death, and even their souls are much stronger than they were before they were alive because of the sacrifice of the past life, which can be seen from the scarlet light that is faintly uncontrollable in their eyes from time to time.

Because these newborn corpse witches were all reincarnated from Feng Longde's own separated soul fire, everything about them, including their souls, was controlled in their own hands, just like the people who had sacrificed their soul oath.

After learning this, Feng Longde used his soul heart to sense the fluctuations of the soul fire in the bodies of these newborn corpse witches, and tried to give an order to "pay attention".

Suddenly, regardless of whether it was Zhu Henghong, who had a demented look on the side, or the Boghall corpse witch soldier who was kneeling on the ground and muttering to himself, or other calmer Boghall corpse witch soldiers, they all stiffened, facing Feng Longde, and their eyes looked at him at the same time. (To be continued......)