Chapter 11

Ang does not know how to fight. He is a vegetable-growing skeleton, but he has used a sickle for over a thousand years. When harvesting crops, he can cut off the crops and lay them down neatly with one knife. As long as he treats the other party as crops, Ang can cut wherever he wants.

The sharp sickle cuts off the zombie's neck at once, and the head rolls down, rolling to the little zombie's feet. The little zombie is also scared into a shiver, subconsciously covering its own neck with both hands, looking at the sickle in Ang's hand in horror.

Behind the person controlling the zombie, there is also horror like the little zombie.

In a dark corner of the underground city, a necromancer wearing a black robe jumps up from his chair with a "tu," subconsciously covering his own neck.

The necromancer's consciousness projection was just on the zombie, and all feelings were the same as the zombie. Ang's sickle was equivalent to cutting on his neck.

Similar things are not the first time they have happened, mainly because this time it was too sudden, and the necromancer had no psychological preparation at all, so he was given a big fright.

Calming down, he wipes the cold sweat on his forehead and wants to contact the zombie again, but finds that he has lost contact.

"Big loss. This zombie has the highest affinity with me. What kind of rotten skeleton? Its weapon is too sharp? The movement is also too fast." The mage mutters.

"No, I have to go see, it's best to catch those two skeleton zombies back." The necromancer stands up, comes to the wall, and presses lightly. The magic fluctuation triggered by his fingertips matches a certain structure of the wall, and a hidden door on the wall opens outward.

Walking into the hidden door, it is a narrow passage. On both sides of the passage are intervals, a bit like the layout of a cloakroom, but walking to those intervals to look, what is placed in those small intervals is not clothing, but zombies and skeletons.

The necromancer picks and chooses left and right, finally selecting a skeleton with slender bones but white and delicate, muttering: "I'll use you. Although the bones are incomplete and the shoulder blades on the back are a bit deformed, the bone density is the highest. I guess you had good nutrition before you died."

Pressing on the skeleton's head with one hand, the necromancer mutters a spell, controlling this white skeleton to walk out.

Aiske has always said that the underground city is very safe. As long as you don't take the initiative to attack others, no one will hurt skeletons and zombies.

But Aiske only saw the skeletons and zombies controlled by Feilin. These can be counted as undead creatures with official status. Under Feilin's control, they are very safe, and no one dares to take the initiative to hurt them.

However, Aiske ignored a problem. The Breath of Rest is blowing outside. Over the years, there have been a large number of residents in the underground city who died of old age or accidents. Will their corpses and skeletons not gestate undead creatures under the action of the Breath of Rest? Where did these wild undead creatures go?

As a human, Aiske did not notice the difference between wild and official. Seeing skeletons and zombies all over the street, he thought undead creatures were very safe. However, evil often hides in corners that even Feilin does not notice.

Ang and the little zombie were targeted as soon as they came in. Ang is a masterless gray bone skeleton, wandering all over the street. Having no fixed job is a clear feature of being "masterless." But the little zombie is unusually active. This does not look like a wooden and slow zombie, but more like a newborn lich.

A lich, ah. A corpse lich with intelligence is called a lich, and one without intelligence is called a zombie. Whether it is growth or practicality, a lich with intelligence exceeds a zombie by hundreds of times, and even a lich is very easy to cultivate into a powerful spellcaster.

Think about it, possessing a powerful spellcaster who is obedient to you and can live long enough is what a precious wealth it will be for yourself or even your family.

With the existence of the little zombie, a gray bone skeleton like Ang is relatively worthless. The necromancer moved against Ang first, just wanting to subdue Ang and then abduct the little zombie. Who knew Ang's movement was too fast, and one strike made him lose control.

Theoretically, a broken sickle cannot cut off a Tough-Skin Zombie's head with one knife. What reason led to this situation?

The necromancer, who could not figure it out, could not hold back his curiosity and sent out a skeleton again. But this time, he no longer hoped to subdue Ang and then abduct the little zombie. He would be very satisfied if he could figure out the reason.

By the time he controlled the skeleton to arrive at the place where Ang was, he only saw a headless zombie following Ang and the little zombie, trying hard to transport gravel.

The zombie's soul is in the chest position. Losing its head will not die, so one often hears of headless zombies, headless knights, etc., but has not heard of headless skeletons.

It's just that if the head is lost, the perception ability will be much weaker, and the soul will observe the situation through the skin and flesh from the chest cavity, which will have a feeling of cataracts, unless the soul is very strong and can ignore this obstacle.

Apart from the three skeleton zombies working hard in the field, he also saw Feilin suddenly blocking in front of him, that face of extreme anger and laughter: "You stinky bugs in the underground canal, I usually don't bother to clean you up, now you actually dare to hit the idea of my distinguished guest? Then go to the world of death to repent."

The necromancer only feels Feilin's face denting inward and rotating, instantly making him dizzy, as if there is a powerful suction force sucking him over, falling all the way to the endless abyss.

This change makes the necromancer terrified, thinking of a terrible magic—the Abyss of Soul-Sucking.

That is a kind of mental magic, specifically aimed at those consciousness bodies attached to other objects, such as consciousness control and undead possession, etc. But the success rate is relatively low, and the mental power must be many times stronger than the other party to have a possibility of success.

Coincidentally, Feilin's mental power is more than ten times stronger than this human necromancer, directly pulling his consciousness out and squeezing it to explosion.

In a dark corner, the necromancer sitting on the chair shakes his whole body and then completely softens, his body sliding from the chair to the ground powerlessly.

Consciousness is sucked away, the necromancer is equivalent to a living dead, and will never wake up again. Although his body will still breathe and is temporarily alive, if no one finds him, he will lie on the ground until he starves to death.

Killing the consciousness body attached to the skeleton, Feilin sighs with lingering fear, muttering: "Fortunately, I left a heart. It was hard to run into a new Watcher and be able to buy grain from him. If I was really scared by these stinky bugs and the Watcher changed to another place to watch, the underground city would be finished. No, this area is listed as a forbidden area, and other things cannot be allowed to enter casually."

After speaking, regardless of the skeleton falling on the ground, he quietly leaves. He does not let others disturb Lord Watcher, and he himself does not dare to disturb.

Not long after, the little zombie, which cannot stay idle, starts running around and soon discovers this white skeleton, dragging it back excitedly and howling at Ang.

Ang ignores this skeleton, instead looking at the little zombie in confusion. From its body, a wisp of soul energy is emerging, drifting into Ang's body.

This is already the second time. Just now when Ang cut down the zombie, the little zombie covered its neck, looking scared, and then a wisp of soul energy drifted into Ang's soul.

From the first wisp of soul energy, Ang has vaguely felt that a wonderful connection has been established between him and the little zombie.