The reborn man in front, you can't be reborn!

How many days have passed?Phyllis was lying on the ground thinking a bit dullly. At this moment, his face was haggard, his clothes were in tatters, stained with dust and blood, which made him look miserable, and he was completely different from the previous high-spirited him. If there are two people.

After An Luo finished swearing to Felice that day, he took him to the basement of the castle, locked him in a dark room, and never appeared again, but there were undead creatures who regularly came to give him He fed nutritional medicine (a kind of medicine that provides the nutrition needed by the human body and can replace meals), so that he could not die for a while.

Originally, this potion was invented for those who were too busy to eat, but now it is used on him. After so many days, Phyllis even began to resent the person who first invented the nutritional potion. Medicine, he can also try the suicide method of starving to death, no matter whether he can succeed or not, he must give it a try anyway.

It's not that he didn't think about escaping, but he couldn't beat An Luo in the first place, and in order to prevent him from escaping, An Luo specially put a sealing ring on him (after wearing it, he can seal his cultivation and make him become like ordinary people. similar alchemy items, usually used on slaves), which made him unable to use a single bit of cultivation, so how could he escape?

What's more, his hands and feet were tied up with a rope, and the rope was tied tightly. He once tried to loosen the rope for a day, but failed in the end. He didn't know how the rope was tied, maybe it was Problem with the rope itself?

In short, after the failure of the attempt, Phyllis did not do this kind of useless work anymore, perhaps completely desperate. For the next few days, he stayed in that room peacefully, neither making noise nor making noise. As the days passed, even his thinking became slow, and he was in a daze all day long, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just when Phyllis thought that this kind of life would last forever, a sudden change happened.

One day, the door of the room opened, and an undead creature came in, but this time it did not give him nourishment potions, but instead arrested him, and took him to a place that should be a laboratory. Two people, one with a rare black hair, was An Luo, and the other didn't know each other.

In fact, the person Phyllis didn't know was the real owner of the castle. His name was Chris, and he was also a Necromancer.

However, he didn't have An Luo's talent, nor did he have enough property to buy media. Of course, even if he had enough money, he couldn't buy the media used by necromancers on the territory of the Dominiel Empire.

Therefore, although he looks like a very old man on the outside, in terms of real strength, he is just a senior magician, which is two levels behind An Luo.

Under normal circumstances, a difference of one level is considered an indelible moat, not to mention a difference of two realms, so after coming here, An Luo directly requisitioned the castle.

Chris didn't have any opinion on this. This plane is like this. The strong are respected. Big fists are the last word. Facing a strong man like An Luo, Chris directly chose to surrender.

The undead creature directly placed Phyllis in the center of a magic circle, and then An Luo walked towards him, "These days, I have been thinking about how to deal with you and kill you directly, I think it is too cheap for you Yes, but tormenting you slowly is a waste of time, finally, I thought of a good way."

"This is still a ritual I saw in a book before. It can transform a living person into an undead. The transformed undead still retains the thoughts of his life, but everything he owns no longer belongs to him. He will unconditionally You can obey the master's orders, and you will never betray the master." Speaking of this, An Luo showed an emotionless smile to Felice, "Tell me, isn't this method very good?"

Phyllis seemed to have been stunned by An Luo's words, but looked at An Luo in horror, unable to speak for a while.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Felice didn't reply for a long time, An Luo lost interest, and then took a ball of cloth to cover Felice's mouth. Since he doesn't want to speak now, he might as well not speak in the future. up.

All the preparations for transforming the living into undead are ready, and An Luo asked the undead creature to bring Felice here to perform this ceremony.

An Luo took out his staff, and he began to recite the spell, and the moment he recited the spell, the dead air around him suddenly became thicker, and at the same time, the magic circle that Felice was in also began to radiate A faint light shines.

The magic circle started to work. Seeing this scene, Chris hurried forward, and according to An Luo's previous instructions, picked up a large bottle of bright red liquid on the table, and slowly poured it on Felice.

I don't know what the red liquid is, it seems to be strongly corrosive, and it made a "sizzling" sound the moment it touched Felice's body, and then the clothes on Felice's body slowly melted. Then came his flesh and blood.

Phyllis showed a painful expression. He wanted to struggle and shout, but he couldn't move at all. At the moment when the magic circle was running, he seemed to be suppressed by something, and he couldn't even move a single finger. .

As for the voice, at first it was because of his face, he tried not to make a sound, but in the end, his throat had been corroded, and he couldn't even make a sound if he wanted to.

However, no matter how painful Felice was, the ceremony continued. After the flesh and blood on Felice's body was completely corroded, and only the bones remained, Chris immediately put the other things on the table into the table one by one. The order fell on the skeleton in the center of the magic circle, and An Luo's spell was almost at the end at this moment.

After An Luo uttered the last word of the incantation, two clusters of pale flames suddenly ignited in the eye sockets of the skeleton in the center of the magic circle. They were the source of life for undead creatures-the fire of souls.

At this point, the ceremony is basically completed, and the last step is still missing. An Luo took out a small dagger, walked to the center of the magic circle, cut his finger and dripped blood on the skull's forehead.

The blood was instantly absorbed by the skeleton, and then one of the clusters of soul fire in the skull's eye sockets split into An Luo's body. In this way, the life and death of the skeleton transformed by Phyllis could be controlled by An Luo. hands.