Ashrufat did not answer, and instead he quickened the speed of his mount. The Nightmare Horse began to run at a low speed. At this speed, it should be impossible for Mimilu to catch up.

"But, master, you must have had the intention of letting Mimilu go from the beginning. ”

"Yes. Ashrufat finally answered. "It's been a long time since Mimilu left her hometown. Inadvertently, she often expresses homesickness. Originally, in my plan, after this battle, it should be time to send her back. ”

"So, why didn't you tell Mimilu the truth just now? She was very sad when you chased her away. ”

"Just like you just said...... I'm scared. Because I don't know what I should say and what I should do when I break up...... In fact, Mimilu is far more important in my heart than I thought. I'm afraid I'll be tempted to keep her...... Mimilu is different from Leia and Scarlet, and my bond to her will sooner or later turn into a hurt to her......"

"Hee-hee......" Carrie let out a chuckle in her mind. "But I just like your gentleness......"

The trip was fast. Because Ashrufat didn't need to worry about anything else, he just needed to hurry as soon as possible. The Nightmare Pony's advantages as an undead creature are fully exploited, and it can gallop at the same speed day and night without worrying about fatigue, hunger, and the like.

Thus, on the afternoon of the third day, Ashrufat had returned to the small swamp where the dragon had died last time.

The swamp has dried up, but for the mountains, this is a normal environmental change. The original swamp was now left with only a thick layer of silt, covering the dragon's corpse. If you were a stranger, you would probably see the dragon's corpse as something oddly shaped like rock or wood.

There was no one else around, and Ashrufat had good reason to think that no one would be here. As long as he didn't make any loud noise, he didn't have to worry about a third party appearing. In fact, even if he made some earth-shattering noise, he didn't have to worry about anyone coming over in a short time.

Ashruphat was quick to confirm the exact location and remains of the dead dragon. The situation was better than expected, and the decomposition of the dragon corpse was not very serious. And the skin under its hard scales, especially the wing membranes on its wings, had turned into a thick leather, dry, hard, and didn't look like it would rot at all, the only problem was that there seemed to be some cracks in the junction between the wing membranes and the bones. This may affect the dragon's ability to fly.

"Master, please note that in the most ideal conditions, you need more than just a flying mount, but also reliable assistance in battle. Carrie reminded. "So there's some subtle magic involved. ”

Ashrufat sighed and began to prepare for the troublesome ritual. Carrie set up a complete magic ritual specifically for this matter, and the first step was to draw intricate black magic symbols on some key parts of the dragon's skull, backbone, limbs, etc., as the basis for awakening magic. Then, by drawing a magic formation, it is better to ensure that the black magic energy in the future magic ritual is concentrated to the maximum extent and will not be lost. At the end of the day, there are also rituals to inject different levels of dark magic energy into various parts of the dragon's corpse to ensure that the dragon's body can be controlled as freely as it was before it was alive, and even restore some of its previous intelligence levels.

Anyway, it's easy to say, but with Ashrufat's level of magic, it would take at least two or three days to do it. Thankfully, Ashrufat now has plenty of time.

“...... Alright, master, once you've drawn the symbol, you can embed a small piece of the Dimension Stone inside your symbol. This will guarantee the success rate of your magic. In her mind, Carrie reminded.

"Whew, it's annoying, Mimilu, help me get the hammer and chisel, I'm going to get ......," Exhulufat cried, and then he suddenly realized his stupidity. Mimilu has long been out of his side. Thankfully, Carrie didn't say anything about this little mistake.

Am I really used to Mimilu's existence?,he thought to himself, laughing at himself. Then he walked over to the Nightmare Pony himself and took the hammer and chisel out of his saddle bag.

Resurrecting dragons with black magic is no easy task. It took Ashrufat half a day longer than Carrie had expected to complete the preliminary work.

"It's done. Ashrufat let out a breath of air as he watched the fruits of his labor. The dragon's bones have been emblazoned with dark magic symbols, and each symbol has a dimension stone embedded in it. Around the dragon, a very large magic circle has been drawn, and this magic circle will allow the dark magic energy to condense steadily instead of dissipating in all directions. With these preparations in place, you should be able to take the last step.

"Nice, host, it's done. In her mind, Carrie reminded.

Ashruphat took out a dimensional stone. These stones are formed from the precipitation of dark magic energy in the atmosphere, and they can be reverted back to dark magic energy. The stone wasn't as big as the last time he got it from Cade, it was as pure, but if it was reduced to dark magic energy, it would still be okay to resurrect thousands of human corpses.

With bursts of black magic fluctuations, the dimensional stone in his hand began to dissolve, turning into black magic energy again. With this process, his perception could clearly expand with each transformation of dark magic energy. His senses of smell, touch, and hearing were all enhanced to an incredible degree, and he could even see every fold in the vegetation around him, as if his eyes were firmly attached to them. The air flowed faintly on his skin, stirring each of his hairs slightly. And then there was the unfathomable wind of magic, which he had unconsciously embraced, feeling every tiny flow of it. A thick stream of greasy oil squeezed into his pores, polluting his bones and his soul. It made him feel a wave of disgusting disgust, and the feeling of nausea was as strong as the burning of fire.

"Master, come on!" Carrie's voice made him temporarily weaken a little nausea. He followed Carrie's plan to draw the dragon's plan, and gradually injected the black magic energy into the dragon's corpse in a fixed order and intensity. He did it in one sitting, for he wasn't sure if he would have enough willpower to continue the magical ritual if he stopped halfway through.

The dragon's corpse moved. In the next moment, before Ashruphat could dodge, the dirt suddenly splattered all over the ground. The dead dragon emerged from the ground, broke free from the sludge wrap, and began to shake its body to shake off the mud from its body.

"It worked, master! it was better than expected. However, it does not yet have the consciousness of a new life. Now you have to use your will to dominate him. ”

The dragon shook the mud off its body. It's not used to manipulating this body, so the movements are still a little stiff. But soon, it began to become proficient, and instinctively, began to try to flap its wings again.

This time, it felt an external force pulling it in. The zombie dragon lowered its head and saw the presence that was influencing its body—its limited intellect could clearly sense the bond and connection between the two sides, but a certain nature made it refuse to give in. It does not try to attack the other party, but only wants to break free from the other party's domination to be free.

This contest seems to be the same as the process of taming a fierce horse. However, the worst result is not surprising, and few powerful undead creatures can successfully resist the domination of the dark mage. Even a wild being like a dragon can't resist the control of dark magic. In the dawn light, Ashruphat was already riding on the body of a zombie dragon, soaring above the sky.

In fact, it is not the first time that Ashruphat has flown for the first time, and in the magic based on the "Magic Eight Winds", there are spells related to summoning flying shadow mounts. But the feeling of riding on the back of a zombie dragon is completely different. It's not just a matter of time, it's also that the zombie dragon's ability to fly isn't comparable to that of the shadow mount.

Riding on the body of the zombie dragon, in the blink of an eye, Ashruphat can fly to heights that have never been reached before. Viewed from this height, the highest peaks in this rolling mountain area are the size of toys in the hands of naughty children.

"Master, practice more manipulation of zombie dragons. In her head, Carrie reminded in an excited voice. "I advise you not to rush to land. ”

Carrie's suggestion was immediately accepted, and Ashrufat controlled the zombie dragon as it hovered in the sky. Because he was also quite excited. It was an experience that he had never felt before, as if the whole world had become smaller, shrinking under his eyes and left for him to appreciate. If there's a fly in the ointment, it's the problem of his ride. Without a proper saddle, he had to lie on the dragon's back and grasp a bony protrusion on the dragon's body to keep his balance.

Carrie had planned to make a saddle, but it didn't work out. Because it is difficult to make a qualified saddle without determining the specific situation of the zombie dragon. However, this is only a small problem. At the moment, Ashrufat has just enjoyed the joy of flying, which is full of freshness and excitement, so he doesn't care much about it.

"Isn't it interesting to look at it from above?" asked Carrie in her mind.

"It's interesting. Ashrufat replied. This is the first time that this kind of strong wind has felt like it blowing through the body...... Although there is an extra rider on its back, the zombie dragon's flight speed is not affected in any way. Ashrufat estimated that the zombie dragon could fly as far in a day as he could run on the ground on a nightmare horse for a month—or the kind of galloping day and night. In addition, flying in the sky is free of roads, obstacles, undulations, etc., which makes flying actually faster than walking on the ground. And, on horseback, the scenery around you generally gets tired quickly, while on the back of a dragon, admiring the scenery under your feet can be said to be a great way to kill time.

"The host...... Wait a minute, look at ...... below" Just as Ashruphat was enjoying the flight, Carrie suddenly issued a warning in her head. "...... under your feet"

"What's wrong with my feet?" said Ashrufat, looking at his shoes. Of course, there is nothing wrong with the shoes – even if they are broken, it doesn't matter. He won't walk back anyway.

"Look at the terrain beneath your feet, this mountainous area...... The terrain ......," Carrie's tone of voice became serious, "and us...... Last Seen...... It's different!"

"Different?" Ashruphat looked at his feet with some surprise.

"Remember the last time we looked through the mountains?" asked Carrie. Ashrufat, of course, remembered that he had made a great detour with the help of a falsified map, and finally made it back to the valley road before finally reaching Sivania.

"The last time we walked through the mountains...... It's not the terrain we see under our feet now!" said Carrie.