Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

In the depths of a remote cave, a magic weapon maker named Adrian is working hard to create his latest terrifying magic weapon.

Adrian is a talented biological alchemist, proficient in the art of using biological materials to create biological weapons

Unlike other apostles, Adrian's only hobby, and the only remaining purpose of his life, is to create magic soldiers that frighten the world with his unparalleled skills and blazing passion.

The entrance of the cave was dark and quiet, and a faint light came in through the cave, reflecting on several huge stone walls.

Going deep into the cave, the light is more loose, only faint fluorescent bacteria are dotted on the walls, exuding an elegant light.

The temperature in the cave is humid and filled with the atmosphere of magical energy.

The cave is full of mysterious atmosphere, and the dim lights cast deep shadows, revealing an extraordinary atmosphere full of magical style.

Of course, there is also the bloody taste of various biological tissues.

And the raven that brought the bad news huddled in the corner tremblingly, not daring to breathe.

Because the apostle Adrian has created no less than ten demon soldiers since the master of the undead killed them in seconds, but all of them ended in failure.

Although the apostle looked normal, Raven Cherol was still worried that the apostle would take his anger out on it.

New manufacturing starts.

In the silent cave, Adrian looked around, the walls dotted with magic runes reflected a faint light.

After confirming that the energy auxiliary array was correct, Adrian started the eleventh manufacturing.

He stood in front of a huge workbench, on which various experimental instruments and biological tissue materials were neatly placed.

This is the workbench where he started making magic soldiers.

The process of making magic soldiers is not a simple patchwork and arrangement.

Adrian needs to have an in-depth understanding of the genetic structure of different creatures and the ratio of magical energy, as well as how to use biological materials to fuse them.

He gently caressed one of the radiant scales, the coat of a magical creature from the deep sea.

He skillfully extracted the cells of these specimens and, using his unique technique, merged them into a new life form.

With the flickering of magic runes, this life body gradually merged, and a demon soldier with the appearance of a fleshy mass was born.

Adrian used a fine magic knife to carefully cut open the scales of the unshaped magic soldier's flesh, revealing the cellular structure inside.

He carefully observed each layer of cells, analyzing the connections between them and the pattern of magic flow.

His fingers gently slid across the mysterious texture, and he could feel the endless energy contained in the scales.

"This time the texture is compressed, it should be able to break through the shackles"

After careful consideration, Adrian began to extract the organs and tissues of other creatures. These parts from different creatures will be possessed by the created magic soldiers.

He cleverly fused these tissues and organs together to form a brand new living entity.

He uses an advanced magic algorithm array to precisely adjust the flow of magic power to ensure that all parts can be seamlessly connected.

As time goes by, the meat mass is gradually shaped successfully, and the skeleton, muscles and nervous system of the magic soldier are gradually formed.

Adrian meticulously sculpts every detail, giving the magic soldier's physical appearance and form strength and elegance.

In fact, power is enough to use, after all, the role of the magic soldier is to assassinate the master of the undead who is only a gold rank.

But Adrian feels that elegance is also an integral part of being an artist.

To beat that kid with a masterpiece of power and grace would certainly be the highest compliment to his masterpiece.

He used a magic injector to infiltrate magic energy into the body of the magic soldier, making it ready to go.

Finally, Adrian travels to the mysterious energy source deep in the cave, which is his solidified soul pool.

Walking to the edge of the soul pool, Adrian heard the miserable howling of countless dead souls.

The thick milky white liquid in the pool is not a liquid, but a bound dead soul.

The soul pool exudes endless energy, which can give the magic soldier infinite power, and the most important point: consciousness, fighting consciousness.

Adrian caressed the innocent soul who was struggling to escape on the soul pool with his palm, and then used an ancient spell to guide the innocent soul into the body of the magic soldier.

However, at a critical moment, a dark energy suddenly appeared!

boom!

The dark energy gushing out of the magic soldier's body blasted through the top of the cave in an instant, until it tore apart the coming sunset above the sky.

This dark energy was accompanied by an aura of destruction, like a black hole, surrounding Adrian and his magic soldiers.

There is also the trembling raven Cheror in the cave. It really wants to go into the void to hide, but it dare not.

And the demon soldiers of the heroic rank that were about to take shape have now become a pool of rotten meat.

And the demon soldier of the heroic rank that was about to take shape, has been blasted into a pool of rotten meat by the destructive energy at this moment.

A look of disappointment appeared in Adrian's eyes, and he chanted the spell to collect the energy of destruction into the crystal energy storage ball.

After cleaning up the mess and repairing the big hole on the top floor of the cave.

Adrian was silent for a long time, his eyes full of disappointment.

After a long time, he cursed in a low voice: "Damn world shackles!"

"I still don't believe it!"

Adrian quickly took out the new biological tissue material and started his twelfth production.

And Raven Cherol was scared out of his wits at the moment.

He was afraid and didn't dare to run. After all, the apostle's strength was unfathomable. If he was caught from the void, the fate would not be for a cowardly Raven to try.

If you don't run away, Raven is really afraid that you will be killed by the bomb, seeing the attitude of the apostle who will not hit the south wall.

Why did the manufacturing of the first magic soldier go so smoothly, and why did the subsequent manufacturing fail?

Raven couldn't figure out this problem, and couldn't run away, it could only shrink in the corner and watch Adrian continue to tinker with fear.

Raven watched Adrian inject a strange liquid solution into the new meat ball, thinking that it should be the secret formula of the apostle.

Because from the moment when the liquid solution is injected into the meat mass.

It seems that these liquids contain strong magic power, which can further enhance the strength and aggressiveness of the magic soldiers.

The raven saw that gradually, a layer of scales shining with magic light began to emerge on the surface of the meat ball, and there were occasional magic patterns flowing on it.

If I drink this liquid myself, will I be advanced?

Raven Cherol shook his head violently, quickly throwing this unrealistic idea out of his head.

It doesn't want to be a test subject, and then become the fate of the previous eleven crumbled to pieces.

When the raven was thinking wildly, Adrian was using his spiritual power to connect the magic soldier's thinking with himself.

In Adrian's view, only in this way can he exploit the loopholes in the shackles of the world.

As a biological alchemist, even if he is an outcast.

Adrian has always believed that all the rules in the world, as long as they are systematic rules, have unknown loopholes.

If you seize the loophole, you can seize your destiny.

"In the ancient times, when the stars were shining, alchemists, show the wisdom of dusty secret arts.

Weaving the words of the contract poetically, the ancient power is revived today.

The magical elements are cast in the heart, and the art of transformation travels through time and space.

Call for the integration of the energy of heaven and earth, and follow the path of fate.

May the dormant cosmic desires awaken and bring new light. "

Adrian deftly casts a mysterious spell that implants his own consciousness deep within the monster's mind.

This connection is the only chance for Adrian to break through, and it can enable Adrian to control the actions and reactions of the magic soldiers. To a certain extent, the thoughts of the maker and the magic soldiers began to blend.

Soon, the casted flesh ball was slowly shaped into the appearance of a cold magic soldier, judged by the high-level magic patterns lit up on the body of the magic soldier.

Adrian felt that he seemed to have found an opportunity to continue his apprenticeship in bioalchemy.

"Hmph, so what about abandoned disciples, I can still become the greatest bio-alchemist in Megatron China!"

However, when Adrian was immersed in the joy of creation, an unstable change suddenly occurred in the body of the magic soldier.

Adrian's joyful face changed just now, he could feel the power inside the magic soldier's body collapsing, and the magic light began to emit disorderly tremors.

Adrian anxiously tried to stabilize the magic soldier through a spiritual connection, but this seemed to be beyond his ability.

The soon-to-be born hero-level demon soldier let out a deafening roar, and its body began to twist and deform crazily.

Until it turned into a pile of uncontrollable minced meat, attacking wildly and raging the surrounding environment.

But Adrian still didn't stop it, but quickly left the cave with the panicked raven.

Boom!

The walls inside the cave began to collapse, and finally, the entire cave was torn into chaotic ruins by the power of the demon soldiers.

dusty,

Adrian, who held a sliver of hope, was disheartened, but in the end he had no choice but to deal with those failed products.

Adrian realized with dismay that the fabrication had failed this time.

With the sound of the cave collapsing and the roar of the minced meat before death, Adrian silently left the destroyed place, feeling ashamed.

Before finally leaving, Adrian looked at Raven and said, "You just wait here. I will come back to you after I find suitable material in a few days."

"Obey my lord!" Raven Cherol hurriedly fell to the ground.

Adrian left here seemingly in a daze, muttering to himself, "Damn world shackles!"

"Maybe I should go the other way."

"It doesn't have to be the rank of the heroic soul, it can also be a joint formation type magic soldier."

Deep in the auction house, inside the boss' office.

Qi Lin, who was trying to find clues to the station, didn't know that someone was thinking about him.

Qi Lin is even more puzzled now as to why Mark said that.

What is a real guest?

"Guests please sit down."

The boss Mark, who exudes a sense of shrewdness, got up and invited Qi Lin to take a seat.

The latter looked at the mold-covered seat, frowned slightly and said, "No need, I want to buy some."

"The guests seem to be very interested in slaves and money detectors?" Mark asked preemptively.

Um?

The owner of the auction house seemed to have insight into the outside world.

Qi Lin was thinking about what to say, and Mark continued: "Generally speaking, except for those bottom-level people, few people are as interested in these two things as guests."

Mark smiled, pointed to Qi Lin's cloak and said, "I have sensed a lot of magic props and equipment from the guests."

"Most of them are defensive."

"The apostle will not carry so many defensive items on his body. It seems that the guests are from those alien cities."

After a pause, Mark took out a square scarf from the elegant dress pocket on his chest, got up and wiped Qi Lin's chair carefully, and then straightened up after the wipe was bright, looked at Qi Lin with a meaningful smile and said: "The fire that came out man of."

About the person who spread the fire, Qi Lin had already obtained relevant information from the ghost.

Qi Lin looked at the owner of the auction house who didn't know what purpose he said directly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I will give you gold coins, and you will give me what I want."

Mark suddenly smiled when he heard the words: "It seems that the guests are very wary of me."

"Because of those slaves?"

"Aren't slave traders good people?"

"It's a prejudice."

Mark shook his head and said with a smile: "A lot of the slaves outside are actually unable to survive, and they voluntarily sold themselves."

"During the auction, the auction house is in charge. After the auction is over, part of the auction proceeds will be given to the slaves,"

Mark looked at Qi Lin who was standing there and still didn't intend to sit down, and then smiled meaningfully: "The guest seems to be a spellcaster."

"Although it is very strange that any treasure on the guest can hide from my insight technique, some equipment on the guest cannot be hidden."

Mark returned to his seat, crossed his hands on the table and said with a smile: "A spellcaster, but without the personal guards of Wu slaves, just relying on magic defense items?"

"Guest, you are too confident."

As soon as these words fell, Qi Lin instantly released the ghosts of the hundred guards in the space of the dead.

Against these aberrations, the Specter is the sky.

Perhaps the appearance of a large number of ghosts caused the temperature in the small and simple office to drop a lot in an instant, and Mark was keenly aware of something.

"It seems that the customer has a different kind of confidence."

Mark shook his head with a smile, with a hint of inexplicable disappointment in his tone.

But Qi Lin narrowed his eyes and said again: "It doesn't matter who I am, there is no need to be interested in me, the important thing is that I can give you gold coins, you give me what I want, and then we go our separate ways."

If it wasn't for the fact that Mark's investigation information was full of question marks, and the ghost reported that Mark had energy fluctuations from a large number of magic props, Qi Lin would have dragged this probing old boy into the nightmare world for a good question.

After hearing the meaning of Qi Lin's words, Mark no longer concealed his purpose.

He put his hands together and said with a smile: "Alright, alright, since the guest is so impatient, please tell me what information you want?"

When Qi Lin was about to ask where the post station within the steam town was, Mark's first sentence immediately made Qi Lin fall into deep thought.

"But there is something to tell the guests in advance."

Mark smiled and got up and took out a ledger from the cabinet behind him, spread it out and said with a smile, "I don't accept gold coins for the transactions here."

Um?

No gold coins?

Perhaps seeing Qi Lin's confusion, Mark picked up a pen and wrote on the ledger: "I just want information about the location of the apostle."

"I only accept information as a reward, I don't accept gold coins or anything."

"If the guest has never met the apostle."

Mark shook his head regretfully and said, "After all, not everyone is lucky enough to meet the apostle. It's just a pity. In this case, I won't be able to make any deals with the guests."

A man who is not an apostle.

But want the information of the apostles?

This mobile auction house is really weird!