Amazing! Did they give me the wrong newbie gift pack?

"The Lord of the Dead!"

Mo Xie said, "This was completed by Ashu using super-level necromancy magic."

The special magic that originally required filling the body with magical energy to become a lord of the dead after death was modified to use Mo Xie's necromancy to awaken and fill him with power. Relying on Xuan Tianji's extremely powerful body as a sacrifice, his soul was then crushed into unconscious soul fragments to strengthen Chen Tao, whose soul was originally weak.

This ensured the maximum compatibility between Chen Tao's soul and Xuan Tianji's physical body.

Furthermore, the ancient king's authority within Mo Xie's body cleared away the mind of the undead that should have been violent and bloodthirsty. Taking this opportunity, the death energy that should have been devoured by the undead's consciousness was integrated into Chen Tao's soul. The ancient king's powerful authority absorbed the bloody soul that would have caused the soul to become brutal and bloodthirsty.

This ensures that Chen Tao will not become irritable or cruel due to the various lingering resentments deep within his soul.

Allow it to have a complete, clear, and calm consciousness!

Mo Xie was initially worried that doing so might disturb Chen Tao's resting soul, but the Super Soldier Squad had suffered heavy losses and she was about to head to the Heavenly Court of Merlo.

Without a powerful deterrent, all sorts of monsters and demons might come out.

Fortunately, upon hearing that he could use this physical body to protect his beloved motherland, Chen Tao was not angry because Mo Xie had disturbed his soul.

On the contrary, they are very grateful to the other party for giving them such strong power to protect their motherland.

"The Lord of the Dead?"

"Actually, you just need to be yourself. You are still you, the original Chen Tao. You can perfectly control this body, except... well... you can't do some things. Otherwise, you are exactly the same as an ordinary person."

Mo Xie scratched his head helplessly. It was already quite difficult for the undead to remain conscious. To do things that only a living person could do, one would need to be at least an Emperor-level being to have even the slightest chance. The probability was practically zero.

"Haha, you don't need to be like that. I like this name very much. From now on, I will protect my country in the name of the Lord of the Dead!"

Chen Tao laughed heartily, seemingly unconcerned. His hoarse voice carried boundless pride and valor.

"Xiao Mo, what's this?" Lena looked at the Lord of the Dead with a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen this face somewhere before.

"Do you remember the first time we met? Chen Tao saved me that time! But he was also killed when he was hit by the rubble."

"I'm sorry, Sister Na, I used Xuan Tianji's body as a sacrifice for Chen Tao's resurrection." Mo Xie looked at Lena somewhat embarrassed.

Lena waved her hand dismissively, "I've already said I'll support you no matter what you do. I'll handle any issues Pan Zhen might have later!"

Hearing Lena's words, Mo Xie's heart trembled. He stepped forward and hugged Lena. "I will stand with you. If Pan Zhen doesn't know what's good for him, we can replace him with another Grand Preceptor! When I return from the Heavenly Court of Merlo, I will help you get rid of all those arrogant old bastards!"

Lena, who was being held by Mo Xie, trembled. After hearing Mo Xie's words, she could no longer hold back her grief and anger and hugged him tightly, crying bitterly.

From birth, she was placed under house arrest in the palace under the guise of education. If that were all, it would be fine, but neither the young generals nor the elderly ministers who held power in their respective regions took her seriously.

They verbally proclaimed her as the supreme god of the blazing sun, but no one ever truly respected her. They even demanded she dance at banquets for their amusement.

For over twenty years, apart from her best friend Wu Zhao, almost everyone viewed her as a mascot.

She had no friends to confide in, no trustworthy confidants. If it weren't for Wu Zhao often keeping her company and chatting, she probably would have gone mad from the boundless loneliness long ago.

In addition, everything Xuan Tianji did this time made her feel unprecedented panic, fear and unease.

She feared that her comrades, who had finally come to regard her as a partner, would resent her and distance themselves from her because of this incident.

The loneliness, resentment, grief, and unease in his heart could no longer be suppressed after Mo Xie said those words.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I really don't know why this happened. I really don't know!" A distressed Lena hugged Mo Xie and cried incessantly.

"Alright, it's not your fault! It's not your fault either!" Mo Xie comforted Lena in his arms, feeling sorry for the girl.

"Sister Na, don't cry! We didn't blame you at all. This has nothing to do with you. We all heard it. That son of a bitch is a traitor! A rebel!" Liu Chuang comforted the aggrieved Lena.

“That’s right, Sister Na, we’ve never blamed you. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have rushed in when we saw you being wronged! But next time, you have to lead the charge! We can’t beat them!” Ge Xiaolun said, scratching his head sheepishly.

Rose, Qilin, and the recovered Ruimengmeng also came over to comfort Lena.

Even the now-recovered Sun Wukong spoke up: "Little girl, just like I said. You are you, and they are them! I don't trust them, but I won't doubt you!"

"Alright, stop crying, you're turning into a little kitten!" Mo Xie wiped away Lena's tears and rubbed her head.

"Really? You really don't blame me?" Reina, who had finally calmed down, looked expectantly at her comrades around her.

"I'll say it again, Sister Na! Even if this happens again, I, Liu Chuang, will be the first to rush up and avenge you, even if it means my death!"

"Yes, Sister Na. You're our captain!"

"Sister Na! I've always admired you!" Rui Mengmeng looked at Lena with stars in her eyes.

Hearing that it was everyone speaking, Lena smiled and said, "Thank you, but there will never be a next time. Even if there is, it will be me, the goddess, leading the charge!"

Hearing the familiar tone, Mo Xie said, "Of course! Sister Na is our main force!"

. . . . . . . .

The atmosphere in the Super Soldier Company was harmonious, but Angel Yan and Mo Yi looked rather grim.

"Sister Yan... Mo Xie, he..." Mo Yi hesitated as she looked at Angel Yan.

"What's wrong? Is something amiss?" Apas looked at the scene before her with an indifferent expression. After all, compared to the Egyptian pyramids and the ancient capital of China, this was child's play.

“Mo Xie’s actions have violated the rules of justice and order,” A-Zhui explained helplessly.

"It's just necromancy, what's wrong with using it?" Apas glanced speechlessly at the three people beside her. A bunch of old-fashioned folks.

“Justice and order dictate that life must be respected, and Moye’s actions are already desecrating the meaning of life,” Moye explained.

Even Angel Yan looked embarrassed, as her future idol had violated the faith she had upheld for thousands of years. The inner turmoil she felt was unimaginable to anyone else.

"Is this an insult to life? Have you ever seen the hundreds of millions of undead armies in ancient capitals? Have you ever seen the countless slaves in the Egyptian pyramids who were still enslaved after death?" Apas curled his lip in disdain.

"Let's report the situation to the Queen for a decision!" Yan said helplessly. It would be one thing if this were done in private, but Mo Xie did it openly and in front of countless people. Yan rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

"Let me remind you, Mo Xie not only possesses the necromancy system, but also has the authority left by the ancient king within him, which allows him to control an entire necromancy empire, and he also has the right to inherit the position of the Underworld King."

If you're going to get hung up on the necromancy aspect, you might as well give up early! This guy, like Mo Fan, is a truly lawless individual.

Apas's voice rang out behind Yan. Upon hearing her words, Yan's pupils contracted, and after a moment of silence, a trace of unforgettable pain flashed in her eyes.

She said firmly, "I have chosen him and I will not give up. If I have to experience the pain of loss again, I would rather die with him!"

Having already lost once, Yan understands the pain of loss better than anyone else. Her seven thousand years as a warrior has made her no longer afraid of death, but she is increasingly afraid of losing.

Female angels are inherently devoted; once they fall in love, it's difficult for them to change their minds. Having already lost love once due to deception, Yan cannot bear to lose it again.

If it doesn't work, she'd rather die with him.

Upon hearing Yan's words, Apas glanced with some surprise at Yan's retreating figure as she led Azhui and Moyi into space to contact Keisha.

"Hmph, those two are just as lucky!" Apas snorted in boredom as she thought of Mu Ningxue and Ye Xinxia beside Mo Fan.

The Angel of Lost Souls wasn't the only one shocked.

On Devil One

Watching Xuan Tianji, who had experienced a great battle and even teleported hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, still easily slaughter the third-generation divine body.

At the same time, feeling the intense pressure from the ghostly figures in the video, Morgana's face turned more ashen than ever before.

Based on the energy fluctuations just now, Xuan Tianji is at most a mid-stage third-generation god, and even that is not considered stable.

But look at that newly resurrected undead; it's at least at the peak of the mid-stage of a third-generation god, or even touching the threshold of the late stage.

This was still because Mo Xie seemed to want the soul consciousness of that corpse to take the lead in crushing the consciousness in Xuan Tianji's soul, while about 40% of Xuan Tianji's soul dissipated!

Otherwise, this undead could probably have directly reached the late stage of the third-generation divine body or even stronger!

Thinking of this, Morgana, whose face was already dark, darkened even more.

Now she is thinking about how to deal with Mo Xie in the future. Judging from the current situation, it is very likely that the angel will develop a rift with Mo Xie.

In other words, she might also obtain this existence that treats the third-generation divine body like a toy, casually tortures and kills it, or even creates a powerful warrior of the same realm simply by relying on the corpse of a third-generation divine body.

Having the resources to nurture a third-generation god is indeed not a big deal, but when a third-generation god dies, that's it. Even if his dark dimension is reclaimed and handed over to someone else to inherit, resources will need to be raised again for upgrading.

This is one of the reasons why demons are so poor. Because they are constantly fighting against angels, even if they can be resurrected, they still need the resources for resurrection and upgrades.

If one possessed Mo Xie's abilities, not only could dead demon warriors be resurrected, but their corpses could also be reused, greatly saving resources for upgrades.

Thinking of this, Morgana's already somewhat dark expression turned uncertain. She seemed to be considering whether she should intervene to win over Mo Xie and the Angel if they fell out at this time.

"Atai, do you think it's worth risking exposure to take on this Moye?" Morgana suddenly turned her gaze to Atai, who was constantly controlling Demon One.

"Your Majesty, if Mo Xie can truly resurrect a person using only a corpse and dark data, then this technology is far more terrifying than our demonic reincarnation technology."

The chances of the angels accommodating him are very low. If we could obtain this technology, even if it only applies to third-generation divine bodies, we could accumulate it rapidly in a very short time. Furthermore, from then on, we would truly and perfectly utilize any resources we had never obtained.

Our development speed might be even more terrifying than that of the angels today.

Atai looked at the resurrected 'Xuan Tianji' and felt his mouth water. Heaven knows just how poor the demons are! If it weren't for their queen constantly fleecing Death God Karl, they would have been starving long ago.

"Yes, you're right! Atai, from now on you will keep an eye on Moxie's movements. If you find any signs that he and the angel have fallen out, notify me immediately."

Morgana looked at Mo Xie in the picture, her eyes revealing an unprecedented longing.

But all of this can only happen if the angel and Moye fall out over this matter.