Chapter 170 Transforming the Undead

Training is an art.

Pure suppression by force will only make the abused party feel fear instead of true obedience.

Chen Feng is a perfectionist when it comes to certain things. He not only wants Fulla's verbal promises, but also wants her to completely submit to him in her heart.

Just like training a domestic dog, sticking blindly will make it slowly develop resistance. Therefore, after the other party does something right, give some rewards, which will deepen the pet's sense of dependence.

Poor Fulla, Kong has a proud ability, but her feelings and experience are pure and pitiful. She is like a cat that has fallen into the mud. No matter how hard she struggles, she can't escape the dark mud around her.

The time spent with each other is still very long.

Chen Feng had enough time to train Fula into a well-behaved and obedient pet. After all, it was related to his layout in the abyss.

Cat people.

This is Chen Feng's ultimate goal.

………………

The three members of the ogre family were neatly placed together. Except for the cub, the other two were silver ranks. It would be too wasteful to ignore them like this.

"Snapped!"

A snap of the fingers.

If it is a dead body, you should consult a professional.

"Damn... the great Saruman is sleeping..."

Chen Feng was a little numb to the necromancer's opening remarks. This rotten skeleton had spent the most diligent period in Order after it became an undead.

In Order, there are a large number of skeletons that need to be transformed every day. Not only that, but the skeletons will also be injured. After a battle, it is very common to lose arms or legs, or to put together several skeletons.

In this case, the necromancer also acts as a tinkerer.

This is the difference between the human world and the Plain of Bones. Here, the skeleton is still a consumable. After being damaged, the necromancer will use some scattered bones to reassemble the skeleton warrior. In the Plain of Bones, there are endless skeletons. It is more like a one-time use item. No matter where it goes, it is a white skeleton. For a high-level skeleton like a necromancer,

As long as the energy is sufficient, the skeleton warrior is an endless source of soldiers.

Chen Feng still didn't know anything about the necromancer in front of him. The other party had a lot of knowledge. It was not difficult to see the other party's erudition from the spells he cast. However, the necromancer might have been a necromancer for a long time, and he had some dull personality. In the past, apart from studying the undead and sleeping, he rarely communicated with himself.

Eternal life endows the Necromancer with absolute willfulness.

The necromancer is still the same, wearing a mysterious cloak, holding a bone scepter in his hand, if I remember correctly, this scepter is even fused with the epic tooth.

Different from the gorgeous decoration of the mortal scepter, the whole body of this scepter is a bone, and there is always a dead air around it, giving people a gloomy feeling.

The scepter is the symbol of the necromancer, a good scepter will increase the lethality of the mage to a certain extent.

Ignoring the other party's unhappiness, Chen Feng pointed to the three corpses under his feet and said, "It's too wasteful to just lose the wilderness. I asked you to come out because I want you to refine them into skeleton warriors."

Chen Feng expressed his thoughts.

The earth-burrowing giant worm was a terrifying enemy. Before encountering the opponent, Chen Feng tried to increase his strength. Even if the two silver skeletons were only half of their strength before they were alive, they could still bring the enemy some troubles due to their fearlessness of life and death.

The soul fire of the necromancer is beating, just like a human being is thinking. As the thoughts deepen, the flames in the eye sockets also burn violently.

As a mage who was only one step away from stepping into gold, the dark secrets stored in Saruman's mind were simply countless.

Chen Feng waited quietly.

The necromancer observed for a while, as if he was interested, he walked up to the ogre, and gently poked the ogre's body a few times with his scepter.

After a while.

A voice like some ghosts whispering rang in Chen Feng's ears: "These corpses have just died. It would be a waste to refine them into skeletons. It would be better to refine them into undead zombies."

Chen Feng nodded, and responded: "You are an expert in this kind of thing, so you don't need to ask for my advice at all."

Although Chen Feng is a summoner, he is not proficient in the transformation of undead, so he entrusted this matter to the necromancer.

As a faithful believer in dark magic, the necromancer has already experimented with this transformation countless times. He raised the scepter, and soon, several ghostly wailing voices came from the scepter.

A violent will appeared around, giving people a feeling of icy coldness that could not be suffocated, as if being in an ice cave, even breathing was so difficult.

Immediately afterwards, the male ogre who had been lying on the ground slowly got up, its eyes were gray, without any consciousness, perhaps because it had just been awakened, its body swayed like a drunk drunk.

Awaken the dead.

This is the first step in transforming the undead.

Next, the undead ogre squatted down, opened its huge mouth, and bit the corpses of his wife and child.

"Chi Chi..."

There was a grinding sound.

"Kachacha!"

The ogre's terrifying teeth were unknowingly sharp. After a few efforts, it gnawed on the heads of the two corpses and swallowed them completely.

It was originally a family that supported each other, but now, the male ogre actually devoured each other completely. At this time, it was like a hungry glutton, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of the other party. In this process, The ogre's body slowly swelled, and its head, arms, and legs began to deform, completely becoming a bloated figure.

What was even more frightening was that its stomach was getting bigger and bigger. After swallowing the last piece of flesh and blood, the whole stomach burst open with a "bang".

The stomach was bleeding continuously and had a disgusting stench.

Cursed creatures!

Transformed by a necromancer and devoured his wife and children, this undead creature was born with a curse. Its stomach would continuously flow out blood and bile. In order to survive, it had to keep eating to ensure sufficient energy.

The ogre retains all its strength in life, and even more terrifying, the characteristics of immortality, as long as the head is not destroyed, it indicates that it will fight forever.

Perfect transformation.

Although only one of the three ogres was transformed in the end, this undead took the elite route, and its potential was much higher than that of ordinary skeletons.

What should I name it?

Born to be a cursed creature, it devours wives and children at the beginning of its birth, and its powerful grievances can corrupt even the purest hearts.

so……

Just call you hate it.