[Rex is getting married. She needs a wedding. The Myers Continent is too far away. Everyone, let's congratulate her with the monthly tickets. The Wing Skeleton, Neris, Rex, Shika, Eleanor, and the others have almost completed their transformations. If they don't get married, they will be letting everyone down. After completing their character, there will be new adventures. 2011, I will continue to work hard and explore the unknown areas of the Myers Continent.]
The body of the golden zombie left by the three kings contained such powerful energy, and there were secrets that the Wing Skeleton didn't discover. It wasn't until his own soul fire occupied this body that he discovered that the zombie's body was filled with soul energy.
The Wing Skeleton was originally intelligent, and it had once absorbed the soul of a human mage. When it absorbed Judy Koko's soul fire, it once again received all kinds of undead knowledge. In that brief moment when Judy Koko's memory completely disappeared, the Wing Skeleton benefited a lot.
However, when the Wing Skeleton looked at this body and realized that it didn't resemble its original body at all, it felt very awkward. The sound of rocks being excavated was getting closer and closer, and the Wing Skeleton didn't think much about it. It forcefully extracted the soul energy and started to transform its body.
The pure energy in the golden zombie was used by the Wing Skeleton to transform its body. The original body was familiar to it, and it was also the most important connection between it and Salin. If even the outer shell changed, would it still be the Wing Skeleton?
The Wing Skeleton didn't hesitate. Although this body was good, it wasn't what it liked. If it kept this body, it was very likely that it would slowly transform into a human form. The Wing Skeleton felt a chill down its spine. It was a good skeleton, why did it have to become a human?
A pair of beautiful bone wings grew out of the back of the golden zombie. These bone wings were completely different from the Wing Skeleton's previous wings. Other than the skeleton, there were also golden feathers. Also, the bone wings didn't feel hard. Instead, it felt like there was blood flowing in the depths of the bones. The golden feathers were extremely soft, and every hollow feather contained the soul energy that the Wing Skeleton liked the most.
The excess matter in the zombie's body was all used by the Wing Skeleton to transform its body, turning it into a skeleton again. However, this skeleton had a faint golden color, and the soul fire in its eye sockets was almost transparent silver-red. The bone wings on the back of this skeleton looked like the ones in the paintings of the Holy Church. It didn't look like an undead creature; instead, it emitted a holy light.
The Three Sovereigns were really generous. They actually wanted to create a Demigod? The Winged Skeleton could feel that the level of the soul energy it had absorbed was too high, causing its soul flame to transform once again. The originally silvery-red Soul Fire had now drawn out the dark elemental energy it had absorbed and wrapped itself around it, turning it pure black. Any light that shone on it seemed to be absorbed.
The Winged Skeleton was elated. This Dark Element could be replenished at any time in any space. With this layer of protection, it would no longer have to fear most of the Divine Spells in the Church! To be more precise, divine arts of the same level could no longer restrain him.
The Winged Skeleton stretched out its hands, and the two dark golden hand bones knocked against each other, producing a different metallic sound. The voice was a little low, but it was very delicate. It was truly a high-grade undead material. It was a pity that Zhu Di didn't know much about Keke's memories. Otherwise, he would have known the true use of this zombie.
There wasn't much time. The Winged Skeleton couldn't perfectly transform this body, and the people outside would come in. He wasn't too afraid of the Level-8 Magic Shooter, but he was afraid that the Level-9 Magic Shooter would come back after he was entangled.
The newly obtained body was indeed very strong and could even be said to be abnormally strong. The Soul Fire had also evolved and sublimated, but compared to the Level-9 Magic Shooter, this was nothing. After all, the Magic Shooter wouldn't fight you hand-to-hand. Instead, they would use powerful Level-9 spells to attack you.
The Undead Space expanded again. The Winged Skeleton knew that it had essentially advanced to become a Level-9 Undead. If its Soul Fire could perfectly fuse with this body, it would be able to exert combat power equivalent to that of an Undead Lord. The Winged Skeleton thought for a moment and took out a Green Spirit from the network space, summoning the undead inside one by one.
The mechanical undead panicked when it saw the Winged Skeleton's transformation. It didn't dare to speak. The Winged Skeleton lowered its head and used its feet to kick the mechanical undead's fragments. It found the broken jade and stored it in the Undead Space.
"The humans outside are about to come in. Either you sign a new contract with me, or I will imprison you forever. Make your choice. "
"Alright, I'll sign a 100-year contract with you!" The mechanical undead felt that the contract between it and the Winged Skeleton had been lifted. The Winged Skeleton's current Soul Fire was too powerful, and it didn't dare to disobey. Otherwise, the Winged Skeleton wouldn't need to perish together with it. It only needed to extract a trace of the Soul Fire and pay the price of power. In addition to the energy of burning the Divine Crystal, it could indeed imprison it forever.
"Who said a 100-year contract? I need a slave now!" The Winged Skeleton sneered, grabbed the metal fragment that hid the Soul Fire, and said, "You'd better agree. I've learned a new skill and need a test subject."
"No, I'll never be a slave!" the mechanical undead shouted.
The Winged Skeleton said, "The crueler a person is, the softer their bones are. You are something that shouldn't exist in the Undead Plane. I really want to destroy you completely. But I'm more than happy to torture you and make you never have peace so that I can extract the Fear Crystal. "
"Fear Crystal! How can you … "
"I just understand. So, hurry up and write the contract. The people outside will come in in at most ten minutes." The Winged Skeleton gathered the fragments of the mechanical undead and summoned a level-four zombie. With a point of its finger, it melted the zombie into liquid, allowing the mechanical undead to absorb it.
The Winged Skeleton was right. The crueler a person was, the softer their bones were. Otherwise, the mechanical undead wouldn't have offered a second contract in just a few minutes. The second contract was the slave contract that made people feel helpless.
After signing the contract, the Winged Skeleton released more undead for the mechanical undead to devour. The mechanical undead's recovery speed was too terrifying. In less than five minutes, its height exceeded 15 meters, and its length exceeded 40 meters. This time, the quality of the undead provided by the Winged Skeleton was even better. A large amount of Soul Fire was absorbed by the mechanical undead, and countless tiny gears appeared on its body, spinning rapidly.
The six huge limbs were completely mechanical at the joints, and the places where they were connected were covered with fine mageweaths.
The Winged Skeleton was very satisfied. The way it intimidated others was learned from Salin. It was very direct and effective.
The level-eight Magician on the surface of the water was a little bored. He admired the abilities of a level-nine Magician endlessly. Even though he had leveled up, he would still do the same. The difference between them was not something that could be explained by magic strings. The abilities of a level-nine Magic Shooter exceeded that of any Magic Shooter he knew.
Perhaps only Alchemy City had such a powerful existence?
The ones mining the rocks underwater were a group of Swordsmen and puppets. The Swordsmen wore armor that allowed them to breathe underwater. These armors were also the key to the Cloud Flow Empire's salvage equipment in shallow waters.
Most magic armors were completely enclosed. The ones in the Cloud Flow Empire were specially developed for underwater activities and could resist strong water pressure.
The puppets controlled the huge machinery and cut the rocks. A few low-level Magicians used magic to blow away the rock fragments. Now, more than half of the rock had been cut open. At most, it was three meters thick, and the situation inside could be seen.
The huge cutting machinery continuously spewed out corrosive liquid, softening the rock. This was something used to mine adamantine or mithril from the bottom of the sea. Adamantine and mithril were not afraid of corrosion.
Hundreds of Swordsmen stared at the bottom of the rock in the water. The rock was cut open inch by inch. Suddenly, there was a loud noise from below the cutting machinery. The crystal-covered gear broke, and a black hole appeared. The water in the lake surged in under strong pressure.
The rock had been cut open in advance!
Immediately, the huge rock that was like a hill let out a deafening sound. The lake water within a radius of hundreds of meters trembled along with it. The top of the rock was cut into an opening with a diameter of more than three meters. The edge suddenly split open.
A sound that was louder and sharper than a metal magic whistle sounded. At the bottom of the hole, a huge drill with a diameter of one meter pierced out. All the low-level Magicians and Swordsmen had blood flowing out of their eyes. That sharp metal sound brought with it a frightening mental attack.
The Wail of the Undead was an unpopular spell. Almost no Necromancers knew how to use it.
Because the mechanical undead had swallowed too much soul fire, it was not pure. Instead, it was easier to use this kind of power that was triggered by fear. Moreover, the soul of the mechanical undead was too special. It was not a product of the Undead Plane, so it was not afraid of any soul backlash. With a wanton scream, hundreds of Swordsmen and a few low-level Magicians were seriously injured at the same time.
The Level-Eight Magician on the surface of the water knew that things were not good. He covered the water with a Soundproof Boundary. He had already used wind elements to cut open the lake surface and rushed down.
The scream of the mechanical undead rushed out from the gap in the lake that the Level-Eight Magician had cut open, but it was neutralized by the Soundproof Boundary. The Level-Eight Magician saw a scene that made him angry.
His followers, the white-robed Magicians, were being crushed by the body of a huge metal monster. The metal monster came out of a hole that was more than three meters wide. Everywhere it passed was a mess.
There were many spinning gears on the surface of the mechanical undead's body. These gears ran over the bodies of the Magicians, dismembering them one by one and turning them into filthy flesh and blood.
The Swordsmen stood around in a daze. The Wail of the Undead spell had made them lose the ability to fight. If not for the fact that they were wearing the best armor in Cloud Flow, they would have already been choked to death by the lake water.
The Level-Eight Magic Shooter's heart was bleeding. One of those white-robed Magicians was even his student! He raised his magic staff and directly triggered a spell stored inside. A ball of water with a diameter of more than half a meter flew towards the mechanical undead. The speed of this ball of water in the lake was no different from flying in the air. When it approached the body of the mechanical undead, the ball of water suddenly burst into flames.
Elemental conversion was not a skill unique to Salin. What this Level-Eight Magician had stored in his magic staff was a Level-Eight Fireball spell. Moreover, its power was much greater than spells of the same level.
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