Looking at the skeleton swordsman holding the white bone short sword, Luo Wei didn't hesitate too much before taking out a dagger and lifting the knife in his hand...... A small piece of skin was cut from the palm of his own hand.

Although it was definitely a small piece of skin, it was enough pain for Luo Wei to grin his teeth, and he now regretted that he hadn't ripped off all the skin of his palms before using the Mortal Body Bone card.

Blood came out of Luo Wei's palm, and the twelve skeletons that had been awakened became in a commotion because of the leaked blood qi, and the ghost soul fire in their empty eye sockets, which was still quite stable, flickered violently.

Unlike zombies, skeleton undead, unable to devour the muscles and internal organs of the living, are particularly sensitive to blood, though no one knows exactly how they feel.

Of course, Rowe would not let the skeletons move freely, so an invisible fan-shaped ripple started from Rovi and affected all the skeletons.

There is no doubt that this is the law of transient darkness.

Eleven ordinary skeletons shook violently, and Luo Wei's instantaneous dark order made them unable to resist, and they gurgled and tried to stay away from Luo Wei, who exuded an aura that made them fearful, only the skeleton swordsman only regained his normal body with a slight tremor, although it also did not dare to continue to approach Luo Wei, but it did not flinch.

As a result, Luo Wei had time to slowly recite the Corpse Servant's Refining Spell - the Corpse Servant's Alchemy was just as effective against skeletons.

Probably because Luo Wei is no longer what he used to be, the corpse servant who targets the skeleton swordsman will become a merit once he refined.

Now that the purpose has been achieved, then the remaining ordinary skeletons have no value to continue to exist, and they are deprived of their lives one by the soul fire under the deterrence and suppression of the dark law, and the ten soul fires are added to five and fed to Tyrant and the skeleton swordsman, and the last soul fire is swallowed by Luo Wei himself.

Although the necromancer's notes clearly state that the undead soul fire deprived by soul fire is only effective for the undead, Rowe wants to see if he is an exception.

Bold assumptions and careful verification are the practical spirit of science.

Trying, it was a success.

Luo Wei determined that although he was in the state of the living, he was probably maintained by the dying body of the bone card, but his essence was still that of a zombie undead, so he succeeded in devouring and assimilating the dead soul fire.

Although it was said that in order to assimilate the skeletal soul fire, Luo Wei had to sit in place for about half an hour, but this half hour was indeed worth the waste, and when he got up again, Luo Wei had already become energetic again.

Then, Luo Wei was pleasantly surprised to find that the small piece of palm skin he had just cut off painfully had regrown.

This is a good sign, and Luo Wei feels that he will finally have to worry about it, and will go to the lair of the Bloody Blade bandits with gauze wrapped in both hands.

When he raised his eyes, Luo Wei found that his two corpse servants had also undergone some changes.

The ghoul servant Tyrant's face was covered with a thin layer of white bone armor, completely covering the zombie's face that was originally exposed to the air.

The newly incorporated skeleton swordsman has changed a little bit, just the white bone short sword in his hand has become a little longer, and the sword grid of the white bone short sword has become a little larger, if it weren't for Luo Weizhi's conscious attention to the comparison, he really wouldn't be able to notice this subtle change.

"In other words, the skeleton soul fire enhances the bones, while the zombie soul fire enhances the flesh?"

Rowe muttered to himself, though he couldn't make a final decision yet.

"By the way, it seems that you should be given a name too. Luo Wei fixed his gaze on the skeleton swordsman who was standing dumbfounded, and after thinking about it, he said in a question-like tone, "What do you think of Fengyue?"

The Skeleton Swordsman certainly couldn't answer that question, but Rowe could ask himself.

"It's not good, it's not good, Fengyue is a very hard soft girl, how can you look at your bones when you're alive, you're a real man. So, I'll call you ......" Luo Wei stretched out his arm and compared it with the pale arm of the skeleton swordsman, and then said very sternly: "Just call you Obama!"

"So Obama, do you have any objections to the name?"

Luo Wei asked again, the pale skeletal swordsman speechless.

"Very well, since you have no opinion, then the name is set. Luo Wei nodded with satisfaction: "You will be Obama in the future, and all male creatures who are whiter than me are Obama." ”

Moments later, with the help of the ghoul Tyrant, Rovi reburied the bones that had been dug up earlier, and with the ghoul Tyrant as the precursor and the skeleton swordsman Obama as the rearguard, he came to the next mass grave where the bones were exposed in the wilderness.

Probably because of his experience, Luo Wei completed the full set of preparations before awakening the undead in two hours this time, but this time the number of corpses he prepared to refine into a magic circle has also increased from three to four.

The bones of the two bronze knights did not appear in the last mass grave, so this pit may not be there.

And also because of the preparations, this time Luo Wei swung his knife and cut the flesh and blood of his palms before he woke up the undead, of course, the price was also heavy - the pain was Luo Wei's expression at this moment.

So soon, Luo Wei realized that it was a wrong decision to cut the skin of his palms in advance, because the first time he failed to awaken the undead due to the interference of the severe pain in his palms, he had to find two scarves to wrap his palms in the palms, and then took out the badge of the Holy White Night and released a dispel of the plague with his own goal.

In other words, will negative emotions such as pain interfere with the caster's normal casting, and will lead to the failure of the caster?

When he used the Holy White Night Badge to ward off the epidemic for himself, Luo Wei also came to this inductive conclusion.

The spell was cast again and succeeded, but this time the number of skeletons that clucked and stood up was reduced to fifteen.

But it's a pity that among the skeleton soldiers who stood up this time, there were no special types of skeleton soldiers left, so the next thing was simple - the soul fire was deprived, and they were divided and eaten.

Before devouring the last cloud of skeletal soul fire, Luo Wei gritted his teeth again and masochized himself, and he brushed two more pieces of his palm skin.

Fortunately, after absorbing the reserved skeletal soul fire, Luo Wei's bloodied hands finally returned to normal.

"Shhh

Although his hands no longer hurt, Luo Wei still hissed and said this sentence.

No matter what other necromancers would think after cutting the skin of their palms, at least Luo Wei's only thought at the moment was - if he cut the skin of his palms and made corpses into casting materials every once in a while, normal people would become perverts sooner or later, right?

"It must be improved! This terrible necromancy must be improved!"

Luo Wei was completely determined, of course, he still had a prerequisite in his heart to improve the alchemy of corpse servants, that is, he had to first mix into a zombie lord who could protect himself and have a safe nest.