Qi Lin was very satisfied with the test results of the Black Warrior.
At this point, in the undead army under his command.
A unit capable of taking the lead was born.
Qi Lin reached out to summon the black warrior, and he observed him carefully.
It was found that the frequency of flashes of certain magic patterns on his body had decreased a lot.
Even the black light with magic patterns that seemed to swallow people's hearts became much dimmer.
"It seems that this skill is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of money."
After Qi Lin thought about it for a moment, he glanced at the Black Warrior's lower body and said, "Follow the ghost boss and let him dress you up."
"It's okay to hang around all the time."
Qi Lin originally thought that the Black Warrior would turn around and go find the ghost.
But to his surprise.
The voice of the black warrior sounded in the soul link: "My emperor, isn't this required by your laws?"
Qi Lin:? ? ?
Qi Lin was stunned, feeling as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Law, he had seen it in the previous message from Black Warrior.
But I didn’t quite understand what it meant at the time.
At this moment, the words of the Black Warrior made him narrow his eyes slightly.
"Does my emperor think this decoration is an eyesore?" the black warrior asked, holding it up with one hand.
"No, what is the law you are talking about? Do you have memory?" Qi Lin asked directly.
If the undead have memories of their lives, this is no small matter.
The Black Warrior shook his head: "My subordinates only have combat skills and magic operation rules, and nothing else."
"Then what's the matter with the law you mentioned? I didn't ask you to grow this thing." Qi Lin asked again.
"The law, that is where my emperor's authority lies. Your subordinates have no way of knowing it, let alone peeking into it."
"When my subordinate was granted eternal life by my emperor, I felt some of my emperor's operating rules in this world. Intelligent life forms have this, so I spent a little soul fire to promote the birth of a creature that only has appearance but no practicality, and even affects This organ of charge.”
The black warrior's body is a pool of dead flesh.
Compared to the skeletons, its body counts as a biological defense layer.
There are no basic human physiological functions except defense.
Hearing this, Qi Lin only had two thoughts in his mind: "Waste of energy! What on earth is my authority...law?"
For a moment, Qi Lin seemed to feel that he still didn't understand his god-level profession well enough.
The black warrior on the side seemed to notice that Qi Lin was a little dissatisfied. He thought that he had made a mistake and wasted the soul fire. He said again: "My emperor, I also think that this organ affects the battle. If possible, I will Can it be chopped off?"
Qi Lin had been thinking about what the authority the Black Warrior was talking about. When asked by the Black Warrior, he just said casually: "Behead..."
"Wait! What did you say?"
Qi Lin suddenly came to his senses, but it was too late.
The sharp silver sword had already been swung there when Qi Lin said the word "cut".
After the piece of dead flesh fell to the ground, no trace of blood flowed out from the original incision.
The magic pattern shone for a while, and soon it turned into an angel without reproductive organs in mythology.
Bare.
"you......."
Qi Lin didn't know what to say for a while. He always felt that his resources were wasted.
If we have the resources, we can thicken the biological defense layer the size of a fingernail!
"You are so fast!"
But looking at the pious look of the black warrior, he couldn't say anything else.
"You're really good... just behead me. Go find a ghost to dress you up."
Qi Lin waved his hand, and the black warrior took the order and left.
"Laws, authority..."
Qi Lin looked at the retreating back of the Black Warrior and fell into deep thought again.
"Originally I always thought that god-level professions sounded a bit low, but now it seems..."
"We still need to rush to Wanda as soon as possible, kill the regular demon species, gain experience, and save more currency. Then we can ask the merchant, he should know a lot of things."
Qi Lin made up his mind and prepared to try to get some information from the merchant.
For him, apart from wasting some soul fire, overall, the verified strength of the Black Warrior was still very satisfactory.
"You, pick it up."
Qi Lin reached out and called out to a bronze-bone warrior: "Don't waste it, feed it to the Corpse King."
Tong Gu loyally picked up the piece of dead meat and strode towards the iron cage.
At this time, Qi Lin finally had time to take a closer look at his flesh and blood arsenal.
The iron cage is seven meters high and eight meters wide.
It is made of a large amount of thick steel bars and other metals.
There is a gap at the top for feeding the Corpse King, surrounded by fist-sized gaps made of numerous steel bars.
Including the weight of the Corpse King itself, the overall weight is about six or seven tons.
It looks like the bottom of the iron cage of an ancient prison car, with ten pulleys made of car tires installed to facilitate rapid movement.
It is worth mentioning that the installation of this pulley was proposed by the ghost boss.
Qi Lin didn't have the energy to think about this kind of transformation. In his original plan, he just summoned ten temporary skeletons and let them carry them.
When the temporary skeletons are almost there, let them go to the front line as blood packs, and then the next batch of new temporary skeletons will be carried up.
But the ghost boss said that this was a bit wasteful. He had read some extracurricular books recently and wanted to try it.
Qi Lin had no intention of stopping it, so he let it go.
Who would have thought that the iron cage modified by the ghost boss only needs two skeletons in front and back to be able to move it.
This result undoubtedly helped Qi Lin save a lot of precious mental energy.
Through this incident, Qi Lin also came to understand more and more why ghosts have become the necromancer's favorite companion.
Snap.
Snap.
Seeing the copper-bone warrior approaching, the corpse king, who was firmly fixed by numerous steel bars and unable to move, roared.
Roar.......
Not finished yelling yet.
A piece of dead meat was accurately thrown into the mouth of the Corpse King by the copper-bone warrior.
Then there was the sound of chewing.
Outside the convention and exhibition center, five bronze-bone warriors also came carrying a large amount of frozen meat.
There was a grinding sound.
Each copper-bone warrior holds at least five fertilizer bags in his hands.
It was filled with raw meat collected from nearby buildings.
Under the command of "Ghost Fifteen", the person in charge of the flesh and blood factory.
These bronze-bone warriors dropped their fertilizer bags next to the iron cage.
Then they lined up and stacked the Arhats.
The copper bone at the bottom passes the nearby fertilizer bag to the copper bone above, and the copper bone above passes it to the one above.
If you exclude the raw material fertilizer bags, the orderly movements are like the assembly line of a high-efficiency large factory.
A large amount of various raw meats were thrown into the corpse king's raised bloody mouth.
Although the corpse king could not move its short forelimbs, with the help of the copper-bone warriors, a large amount of flesh and blood still entered its mouth.
Bang, bang.
The entire convention and exhibition center was filled with the sound of chewing and crunching of bones.
After a short time, the corpse king's belly began to swell rapidly under the urging of instinct.
Roar!
The Corpse King roared and his body began to tremble.
The rustling sound of sharp claws scratching the wall came from its belly again.
Under Qi Lin's slightly nervous attention, a level 10 pus-covered swift corpse beast emerged from the belly of the Corpse King!
But before he could shout to the sky to celebrate his new life, a bronze-bone warrior raised his sword.
Poof.
Rebirth is death.
Then the bronze-bone warrior above the iron cage fished out the corpse of the swift corpse beast from the iron cage.
With a snap, it was thrown to the ground like garbage.
Then a skeleton grabbed the corpse beast, backed away and walked out.
It is responsible for burying it in a pit dug in advance.
"good."
Qi Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching the entire assembly line work.
Ever since he obtained the Corpse King, the work of feeding flesh and blood has never stopped.
But it was only now that he reaped the rewards.
Although he was a little regretful that he didn't ship the goods, Qi Lin, who was already used to having a dark face, didn't care.
"Speaking of which, that melee skill can be used by the Black Warrior."
"And Qin Youyi, we need to make arrangements..."
