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After consuming a lot of magic power and spiritual power, Yang Ling finally domesticated the monster named Immet and gained his memory. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that in ancient times, there was a large empire called Thebes on the continent, and power was concentrated in the pharaohs of the past dynasties. The territory is vast, the population is large, and the national strength is extremely prosperous.

The ancient Thebes buried their bodies with embalming spices, and when they dried up, they formed dry mummies. They believe that after death, the soul does not die and is still attached to the corpse or statue. Therefore, the pharaohs and other powerful people were mummified after death, and the descendants believed that they would be resurrected in the distant future.

After each generation of pharaohs died and mummified, they were buried in underground mausoleums in the Amazon forest. In order to protect the mausoleum from tomb robbers or war, each generation of powerful pharaohs strengthened the protection of the mausoleum, laying countless magical traps.

Whenever they perceive a threat outside the Amazon forest, the guards of the catacombs wake up and launch a merciless attack on the enemy. Once the mission is complete and the threat is cleared, return to the Underground Mausoleum to sleep. Otherwise, more guards will wake up and launch a massive attack.

Imamet was an evil mage in the Theban Empire in history, and because of his strength, he became a bodyguard at the Pharaoh's side. After meeting Ansunam, the beautiful wife of the Pharaoh, the two fell in love for a long time and fell hopelessly in love.

Once, just as they were hugging each other tightly in a remote corner of the palace, they were spotted by the Pharaoh who happened to be passing by. Frightened, the two quickly fled, attempting to leave the palace and the mighty Theban Empire. Unfortunately, before the two of them could flee far, they were surrounded by an army led by the Pharaoh.

As a result, the beautiful Ansunam was strangled to death by the guards, while Imet, cursed by the wrath of the Pharaoh, was transferred to a group of scorpions, becoming an undead guard of the catacombs. As long as his soul is immortal, he will be under the control of the underground mausoleum and will never be resurrected.

"Hehe, the so-called control of the underground mausoleum is actually just adding a soul mark to his mind!" After summoning Immet out and confirming that he only had his own soul mark in his mind, and was only controlled by himself, Yang Ling smiled faintly.

Although there are branches of wizards, such as witchcraft, poison witches, and shadow witches, the real wizards pursue absolute control over the soul and the most primordial power between heaven and earth.

Although he was still far from mastering the high-level soul witchcraft, after successfully domesticating Immet, Yang Ling had successfully replaced the underground mausoleum and gained control of him. But unlike the restrictive underground mausoleums, he was given the ability to read and great freedom!

"Thank you, my lord!" After meditating for a moment, feeling the difference in his body, and understanding that he would be out of the control of the underground mausoleum from now on, Imette was overjoyed, and prostrated respectfully in front of Yang Ling as he spoke.

Cuckoo

Seeing that the scorpion on Imet's body kept crawling around, and after understanding that there would be such a monster around him in the future, the thousand-faced phantom marten lying on Yang Ling's shoulder snorted dissatisfiedly, and then turned his head to the side in disgust. Even the Black Dragon King, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, is uncomfortable after staring at Immet a few more times.

The scorpions crawling around, the wriggling eye sockets, and the nose and ears that are bent and deformed from time to time are too challenging for a person's surname!

"Imamet, put on this mask, put on this robe! When it's okay, don't keep letting your scorpions crawl out!" After taking out the human skin mask refined by the Corpse Witch King, Yang Ling took out a wide robe from the spatial ring.

If Imamet returned to Gabriel like this, I believe the merchants and townspeople would be left alone!

"Yes, Imette understands!"

Looking at Yang Ling, who was frowning, Imet smiled awkwardly and quickly put on his human skin mask and robe. If you add a magic wand, it will be decent, as long as you don't get closer and take a closer look, you won't see any obvious flaws for a while.

Incarnate in tens of millions, the soul fire is not extinguished, and the soul is not dead!

Looking at the decent Immet, and thinking about the crawling scorpions under his clothes, Yang Ling suddenly remembered a witch duel recorded on the obelisk for refining the puppet.

According to the obelisk's explanation, the puppet witch can seize control of other creatures, forming a soul fire in their minds. Even if the main body is destroyed, you can rely on the puppet to live and have the same memories. When cultivating to a high level, you can even incarnate into tens of millions, as long as not all puppets are destroyed at the same time, you can be resurrected infinitely, which is extremely powerful.

"Imet, I have some spells here, you should hurry up and think about it, it will definitely be of great benefit to you!" After pondering for a while, Yang Ling played a spiritual trick and poured the memories related to the puppet witch duel directly into Imet's mind.

During this time, he had been thinking about teaching witchcraft and rapidly improving the strength of the Demon Beast Lord. Finding a large number of suitable heirs outside is not only time-consuming and laborious, but also very easy to arouse suspicion and misunderstanding among those who have a heart, so it is better to teach them to your cronies and domesticated high-level demonic beasts first.

The Black Dragon King has the potential to become a witch, Alice is a worthy poison witch, Purple Squirrel Bingbing may be able to change his career to become a killer shadow witch, and Imet, who has a powerful soul, is definitely a qualified witch guard

He was looking forward to what a terrifying existence a scorpion king Immet, who was made of scorpions, would become after cultivating the puppet witch!

"Thank you, thank you, your lord!"

After meditating for a moment and understanding how valuable the spell taught by Yang Ling was, Imette once again respectfully prostrated in front of Yang Ling, and only stood up with emotion until Yang Ling commanded. As a monster who has lost his body and can only pin his soul on scorpions, he knows better than anyone how powerful and precious the puppet witch is to fight!

"Hehe, young man, follow the adults well, you eat and drink spicy food every day, it's okay to be fine" The Corpse Witch King patted Imet's shoulder as he spoke, and smiled silverly, "When the matter is done, maybe you can intercede with the adults and resurrect your poor little beauty!"

In the eyes of others, Imet is simply a demon who has nightmares at a glance, but in his eyes, this is a good brother! one deals with scorpions all day long, the other deals with zombies and skeletons and other undead all year round, and the eldest brother does not laugh at the second brother.

Youngster?

Looking at the Corpse Witch King who was obsessed with lust, and then at Imette on the side, the Black Dragon King shook his head and smiled bitterly. Imet, who has been sleeping in the underground mausoleum for tens of thousands of years, is a young man, so what is he?

"What, you say, can resurrect Ansunam?"

In ecstasy, Immet stared at the Witch King. Maybe he was too excited, and a layer of scorpions fell cracklingly, and the whole person immediately lost weight again, and Yang Ling on the side was sweating profusely.

If one day everyone gathers around to eat barbecue, and this guy suddenly drops a layer of scorpions with fangs and claws, squeaky and weird, it is not only a loss of appetite, it is estimated that he will even have to vomit out the overnight meal!

"I don't have the ability to resurrect your little beauty, you can find an adult yourself!" Looking at the scorpions crawling around on the ground, the Corpse Witch King couldn't stand Imet's excitement, and quickly flashed to the side like a rabbit as he spoke.

The Black Dragon King spread his wings and soared into the sky, and he said that he went up to breathe; the purple squirrel Bingbing coughed a few times like asthma, spewed out a few clouds of cold air, and then flew away in the name of urine; only the thousand-faced phantom marten clung to Yang Ling's clothes, closed his eyes tightly, and secretly cursed Imet, a disgusting guy!

If it had the ability of a pharaoh, I'm afraid Imet would have died a thousand times a long time ago!

"This, when the time is ripe, I will think about it!" Looking at Immet, who was full of tears in ecstasy, Yang Ling smiled reluctantly, "The puppet witch is very important, during this time, you can stay in the space of the witch tower and meditate." By the way, watch your scorpion, don't run around if it's okay!"

After Yang Ling finished speaking, without waiting for Imette to thank him, he waved him into the space of the Witch Tower, secretly wondering if he should find a human corpse for him as a carrier. With the power and mystery of witchcraft, it is not difficult to regain or regain the soul!

After the ban was lifted, Yang Ling instructed the Corpse Witch King to go back and report the news, and then sat down cross-legged in a small valley under the protection of the three major demonic beasts of the Black Dragon King, the Purple Squirrel Bingbing and the Thousand-Faced Phantom Marten, and seized the time to recover the magic power and spiritual power consumed by domesticating Imet.

According to Imet's memory, he was just an ordinary outer guard of the catacombs. There is a lot of treasure inside the mausoleum, but there are also many powerful guards and terrifying magic traps. With his current strength, there is no difference between breaking in and sending him to death.

He even suspected that the second elder of the so-called god-level powerhouse of the Margaret tribe had strayed into a mysterious underground mausoleum while he was meditating in the Amazon forest, and there was no news of him. Otherwise, if he was still alive in the world, it would be impossible to care about the life and death of the tribe.

The guards of the underground mausoleum are very powerful, if they rush out and kill them all, Yang Ling estimates that he can only lead everyone to flee. However, according to Imet's memory, it took at least half a year for the guards of the catacombs to come to their senses at a time. In other words, after resolving this crisis, it will take at least half a year for the underground mausoleum to send new guards.

Half a year is not a long time, but at least it gives Yang Ling enough time to prepare in all aspects!

During this period of time, as his magic power and spiritual power deepened further, he felt that the day when he would advance to a high-level god and witch was getting closer and closer.

If he can advance to the advanced witch before the catacombly guards wake up, master the Eight Directions Witch Seal, and skillfully use and refine powerful witch weapons, then he will have a greater chance of winning a great victory again! He will even lead a large army to attack the underground tomb and obtain the countless treasures hidden in the underground tomb before the fall of the Theban Empire.

(To be continued)