Section 12 is out of control

Where Ashrufat's finger was the head of the skeletal behemoth. Although the head was made up of bones from different creatures, there was a small object abruptly mounted on it. It was the skull of a bat.

Before Carrie could answer, the dark magic energy had stabilized in the behemoth. Then, the skeletal behemoth's body began to move. It begins to spread its limbs and try to stand up. To the cheers of the dark mages, the beast straightened up and began to vibrate its wings.

This is obviously not some kind of "innate ability without flight", no matter how you look at it, this giant beast has the instinct to fly. The way it fluffs its wings is no different from that of the flying creatures.

After a period of experimentation, the behemoth took to the skies aboard a dark mage.

"High energy consumption. Carrie replied dismissively in her mind. "A body made of bones consumes a lot of dark magic energy. That's a lot worse than the zombie dragons we made. Our zombie dragons can fly freely for a long time without you providing a dark magic supplement, and this one ...... It is estimated that a large amount of dark magic energy will have to be replenished every five or six days. And it also lacks offensive capabilities. Zombie dragons have spitting weapons. ”

Ashrufat smiled. No matter how Carrie's words sounded, there was a sour taste in them.

But Carrie was right. If you let the zombie dragon and this hybrid monster have a heads-up game, it will definitely be a lot more powerful than the zombie dragon. A living dragon can breathe flames, but a resurrected zombie dragon can only breathe puffs of poisonous smoke. However, the zombie dragon's spitting is just as dangerous, as the poisonous smoke of the putrefactive poison can corrode armor and strip the muscles of living creatures from their bones. On top of that, the zombie dragon's claws and fangs are as sharp and tough as they were when they were alive, enough to tear apart even the strongest shields. Comparatively speaking, the skeleton behemoths made from the bones of various creatures are not able to spew out, and on the other hand, their minions and bodies are far less sturdy than those of zombie dragons.

But the zombie dragon needs the remains of a dead dragon, and that's something you can't come by. And this skeleton behemoth, as long as there is time, the black mages can do a few if they want to.

"Your Excellency. Hein walked over. "It seems that our attempt has been successful. He looked at Ashrufat and rubbed his hands excitedly. "You came over today......"

"I'm just here to take a look. Ashrufat replied. "I haven't been here in a while. He said lightly.

This is what Carrie has planned in advance. Carrie had already heard that the academy might conduct a large-scale public experiment today, so she deliberately let Ashrufat go over without prior notice. As a result, the Dark Mage will have the false impression that the Duke will sneak over from time to time. In the end, you will come to the conclusion that "it's not that the Scarlet Duke didn't come, but that he just didn't meet me by chance".

The dark mages must be made aware of the truth, and Ashruphat keeps an eye on them at all times. The Dark Mages had no more ambitions for political power, they needed more knowledge, an environment that could provide a safe environment for the study of magic, and all the necessary materials to study magic. And they also have a lot of significance for Ashrufat. It was only with their help that Ashrufat was able to summon and nimble a large army of the undead.

"The last time I visited, you didn't seem to have this research topic. Ashrufat asked casually.

"Your Excellency. Heyn looked browning. "Look, have we deciphered the mystery of your control of the zombie dragon?"

When Ashruphat left, he left the zombie dragon to the dark mages. On the one hand, it is to let the dark mage repair the small damage of the zombie dragon, and on the other hand, it is equivalent to leaving it as a research material for them. Carrie thought that it would take the Dark Mages years to decipher the Dark Arts techniques applied to the zombie dragons, but in fact, they had now not only fully deciphered the techniques, but also developed them. From this point of view, the progress of the Academy of Dark Arts is completely beyond Carrie's control.

"Yes, it seems you understand a lot. Ashrufat replied. If Hein knew the Dao, in fact, Ashruphat didn't know the skills and knowledge of these black magic, what would his expression be? In fact, Ashrufat's dark arts skills were rather crude, and he never had much time or energy to study the relevant knowledge and techniques.

Ashruphat strolled along the academy, while Hein and a few others followed him. Hein gushed about recent advances in the dark arts. When Ashruphat delivered the zombie dragon to them, it caused a great shock among the dark mages, as they never imagined that they could create a flying undead creature capable of carrying people.

This is because resurrecting a behemoth large enough to carry a man requires a considerable amount of dark magic energy. And flying undead creatures will inevitably cause the dark magic energy on their bodies to flow at a high speed. However, the zombie dragon has a magic array that can gather black magic energy so that it does not emit it, which is equivalent to opening a new door for black magicians.

Initial research was limited to a handful of high-ranking dark mages, but over time, the techniques spread to both ordinary members and apprentices. And the research that had just created the skeleton giant beast was a large-scale test in which all members of the entire academy participated.

Now, the academy is able to build several flying mounts. From the simplest giant bats to the most complex skeletal behemoths.

"Master, it doesn't look good. After listening to the introduction of the dark magicians, Carrie felt a little worried in her mind. "It seems that they are more creative and capable than we can imagine, and if this continues, maybe the situation will get out of hand one day. ”

"Out of control?"

"Let's put it this way, now you and the Dark Mages need each other. You need them to maintain undead legions and magical support for you, and they need you to provide them with protection and new knowledge. But if it goes on like this...... I fear that they will one day discover the mystery of the Dimension Stone. In case they master the way to restore dimension stones to dark magic energy, they won't need you anymore...... As long as there is endless magic, they can conduct endless experiments. Even if you don't impart the relevant knowledge to them, they can quickly explore and analyze the relevant magical knowledge and theories through countless experiments. ”

"......," Ashruphat didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Forget it...... There is no other option at the moment. But you have to pay attention to the secret of the reduction of the dimension stone to black magic energy. This secret must not be disseminated, otherwise things may get out of hand. Mind, Carrie warned.

Carrie seems to wish she could control everything...... Let everything be in her control, and there can be no uncontrolled existence. Ashrufat thought with some confusion. It seems that at the beginning, Carrie did not have this kind of attachment. The reason why she kept the matter of the Dimension Stone being able to be restored to dark magic energy was because of the great danger it contained. This is equivalent to any dark mage who has enough dimensional stones (which is really not uncommon) to summon an infinite number of undead legions, which can theoretically shake the entire world by themselves.

In other words, any madman or ambition can spend a few years learning the Dark Arts and then be able to awaken a vast army of undead to drive as he pleases.

However, Ashrufat did not have much time to think about this issue carefully, because Hein had already moved on to the next question, about the next step in the development of the academy.

They slowly walked to the library of the academy (in fact, it is an ordinary building), most of the books in the library were newly written in recent years, recording a lot of magical experiences of students and tutors since the establishment of the academy. As for the magic books that Ashrufat had given them before, they were privately treasured by each of the dark mages. It must be said that Carrie was a bit prescient in this regard. Instead of handing them the entire book, he split it into chapters and rewarded them to different dark magicians. In this way, the Dark Mage will master his part of the study before communicating with others, rather than getting a copy of the manuscript and slipping away.

This practice effectively guaranteed the loyalty of the dark mages in times of war, and now acts as an invisible shackle to keep them in West Vania under the command of Ashrufat. Dark magicians make up this academy, but their greed for knowledge and the inherent selfishness of human beings make them often reluctant to share their secrets with others. The study of the Flying Mount is an exception, as the zombie dragon is something that cannot be hidden.

Although Carrie's judgment can sometimes be wrong, Carrie's understanding of people's hearts is really thorough.

The trip to the academy was soon over, and Ashruphat took a few books on flying mounts with him, intending to take them back and flip them in the air. Although he prefers to use a sword, it is not bad to look at magic books by chance.

Ashruphat spent the night at the Academy of Dark Arts before returning the next day in a zombie dragon. He has ridden a star dragon, the difference between a zombie dragon and a star dragon is that a star dragon is more active and agile in flight, while a zombie dragon is more tame.

"Host, it seems that a guest has arrived. As he approached his castle, Carrie suddenly reminded him in her head.

......

In the richly decorated hall, several young visitors sat restlessly. On the left is a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, and next to him is a young girl slightly younger than him. The boy wore a leather robe and a leather hat on his head, which was adorned with gold and precious stones. And the girl next to him is even more so. There is a lot in common between the faces of the two guests, making it easy to tell at a glance that the two of them are related by blood. Beside them, there were two other middle-aged men with gloomy faces. Their costumes are not as beautiful as those of the two siblings, and from this point of view their status is not as high as that of the two siblings. But in fact they were sitting in the center of the couch, and it was clear that they were supposed to be in the dominant position in the group.

The parlor was richly decorated, but could be improved in the eyes of the truly tasteful aristocracy. It's just that these guests didn't have the heart to look at the various ornaments around them, and their uneasiness was clearly written on their faces.

"Vampire...... It's coming, isn't it?" the young man's gaze lingered on the other entrance to the living room. There is no doubt that in a little while the vampires will emerge from here. He writhed uneasily, his ass settling at the thought of the great responsibility he shouldered.

"He should be coming soon, take his hat off. A middle-aged man reminded. With very few exceptions, taking off the hat is a common courtesy to show respect. The young man took off his hat as he was told, but soon he subconsciously put it back on because he was nervous.