The magic chandelier hanging high on the ceiling dyed the gloomy room white. Donnie shuddered subconsciously, as if he had just entered an ancient castle where ghosts were running rampant.
However, it also brought his attention back to the examination. Instead of thinking about the young man who was even more beautiful than a female elf, Lucien looked around and observed the environment in the room.
On the left side of the room was a simple long table, on which a large number of items were placed. Some were stored in magic containers, some were directly preserved in vacuum magic circles, and some were wrapped in green leaves. On the right side of the room, there was nothing. There was not even a carpet, only a light gray stone with patterns.
"Mercury, low-rank Requiem Stone powder …" Donnie closed the door softly and walked to the table quickly. He recognized the basic materials for the magic circles at first glance.
Then, he sprinkled the Sunflower powder on the silver candlestick and lit the candle. Carefully, he picked up a glass bottle full of black liquid and aimed it at the white flame of the candle.
Under the candlelight, the surface of the glass bottle was slightly uneven, as if there were a layer of shadow runes flowing on it. In the black liquid, there was also a weird eyeball without a pupil emerging.
After carefully identifying the shape of the eyeball and the magic runes on the glass bottle, Donnie picked up the quill next to him and wrote on the parchment, "… The eyeball of a mutant zombie …"
Putting down the glass bottle, Donnie turned his attention to the vacuum magic circle. Inside the circle, there was an arm wrapped in yellowish-brown greasy cloth.
"Wow, there's even a mummy's arm. Heidler College is really extravagant …" Donnie's eyes glowed, and he lowered his head. Different from ghouls, ghosts, specters, and other undead creatures that could be formed "normally", in order to create a "mummy", there must be a complete and mysterious burial ceremony, which had existed since the ancient mythological times. Therefore, mummies were generally very strong, but their magic resistance and physical defense were among the best among the undead creatures. Even an official sorcerer would not have much chance to have a mummy as a servant of death.
While writing the answer on the parchment, Donnie stared at the mummy's arm with great enthusiasm. As an apprentice, he had never seen such a material before.
"Although it's a very lousy mummy, judging from the cloth and the exposed skin, it's still a mummy! However, the materials used to stitch up the corpses can be recycled … "
Just like that, Donnie identified the different body parts of the different magical creatures one by one.
"… Stinky murloc lymph …"
"… Gnolls' front claws …"
"… A goblin's skull …"
"… The hind hooves of a demonized goat …"
It took Donnie half an hour to identify them one by one. Then, according to the body combination theory of necromancy and the requirements of sutured corpse, he designed a sutured corpse with his own style.
It took Downey a long time to complete the 'model' of the sutured corpse. He gulped and looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost ten o 'clock. I can't waste any more time. Otherwise, I won't even have time to fix the problem …"
While thinking, he picked up Mercury and quickly drew a magic circle on the ground.
As an apprentice, his spiritual power was not strong enough, and he was not allowed to take potions during the exam. Therefore, Donnie had to complete the magic circle one by one.
More than an hour had passed. Donnie sat on the floor, panting heavily, recovering his mental strength that had been depleted more than a dozen times. Then, he stood up and placed the materials he had chosen in the corresponding positions in the magic circle. "… Mummy's arm … Mutated zombie's eyeball … Imp's wings … Ghost dust …"
Donnie looked left and right, but he did not dare to activate the magic circle to finish the work. He was afraid that he would make a mistake.
This was the most important moment in his life. If he succeeded, he would enter Heidler, the most prestigious school in the school of necromancy, and his future would be immeasurable. If he failed, he would probably become one of the thousands of ordinary apprentices, or become a consultant for some businessman, or join the police department, living a better life than ordinary citizens but still far away from the upper class.
He was only seventeen years old. Was he willing to accept such a boring and hopeless life?
A raging flame of desire ignited in Downey's heart. The desire for knowledge, the desire for life, and the desire for a bright future.
Success or failure, it all depended on this!
He half-knelt in front of the magic circle and pressed his hands on the core. A strange light flashed in his blue eyes, which was a sign that he was fully activating his spiritual power.
The silver patterns glowed brightly as the pitch-black runes absorbed the Requiem Stone powder in a frenzy. Then, the entire magic circle was enveloped in a pale glow as the magic gems shattered one after another.
After activating the magic circle, Donnie felt a sharp pain in his head and was directly bounced away. However, he did not care about the convulsions all over his body. His eyes were fixed on the magic circle.
The pale light gradually dissipated. In the center of the magic circle, a monster with wings on its back appeared. Its head was like a lion's, but its eyes had no pupils. Its left hand was wrapped in a yellowish-brown greasy cloth, and its body was made of different pieces of flesh. These parts were not fused together. Instead, they were sewn together by force, which was creepy and horrifying.
The monster stood up shakily and glanced at Donnie with its pupil-less eyes. Donnie felt that his soul was struck by lightning, and he almost fainted on the ground.
Fortunately, the monster immediately lowered its head and stood there respectfully without doing anything else.
Success! Donnie waved his arms, unable to suppress the joy in his heart.
Suddenly, the hair on his back stood up, as if he had sensed some kind of aura from the depths of death.
Instinctively, Donnie pounced to the side, and at the same time, ordered his stitched corpse to block in front of him.
Bang! A dull sound, accompanied by the sound of the wall collapsing, entered Donnie's ears. Then, he saw pieces of flesh and blood splattering in front of him.
Looking back in shock, Donnie's eyes suddenly widened. Amidst the dust caused by the collapse of the wall, a two to three meter tall monster barged in and knocked his stitched corpse away. The body parts on his body were smashed into pieces.
This monster did not look like a stitched corpse at all. Its body parts were messily gathered together, and its eyes grew on its arms. Its head was embedded in its stomach, and its body was surrounded by a thick black gas.
At the same time, its terrifying pressure made the stitched corpse that was struggling to get up tremble. Even if it did not have intelligence or the ability to think, it was still trembling.
Donnie felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He wanted to cast a spell to resist, but his head was throbbing, and he did not have any extra spiritual power.
"What … What the hell is going on?"
"What kind of weird undead creature did that girl, no, young man make? It's so horrible! "
"I have to hold on until the invigilator arrives."
Although Donnie was determined, he could not even move a finger under the suppression of the creepy undead creature. Seeing that it was coming straight at him, Donnie's heart sank, and his heart was filled with despair.
"It's even more horrible than the level-two Knight I've met …"
"It took me so much effort to make it, and I'm about to enter the Heidler Magic College. Am I going to die in this accident?"
Donnie shouted in his heart, but he could not stop the monster from approaching him. He could almost hear its stinky mouth clearly.
At this moment, a hand wrapped with a piece of yellowish-brown cloth appeared in front of Donnie and stabbed into the monster's mouth.
"My stitched corpse …" Donnie was stunned at first, as he did not expect that his stitched corpse would be so tough. Then, he seized the opportunity and rolled aside. At the same time, he summoned all his strength and made a last attempt:
"Help!"
His last attempt was to let out a shrill cry, trying to attract the attention of the invigilator.
Crunch … Crunch … The monster's mouth was wriggling, and it quickly chewed and swallowed the stitched corpse's arm. Donnie's mouth was wide open, and his cry came to an abrupt end.
How … how could it bite a mummy's arm?
The eyes on the monster's arm opened, and the two dark red pupils carried the cold air of death. Donnie's body was paralyzed, and his tongue tightened.
"Oh no, oh no …" As soon as Donnie thought of this, he saw a beautiful face in front of him. The young man said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry. All kinds of changes always happen when I'm doing experiments. My father said that this is my unique ability, but I can't control it yet …"
A standard male voice, very attractive … At this moment of life and death, this was the first thought that came to Donnie's mind. He felt that the whole world was full of dissonance and malice.
"… I was planning to refine a sutured corpse that could fly. Who knew, by accident, haha …" The teenager smiled 'brightly' and scratched his head. "Of course, compared to the previous experiment, this can only be considered as an ordinary mutation …"
Donnie stared at him, dumbfounded, and said with difficulty, "Be careful …"
Because at this time, the monster surrounded by black smoke had walked to the back of the young man!
Donnie could not understand or imagine how someone could say so much at such a dangerous moment!
"Ah? Are you reminding me to be careful in future experiments? Thank you very much. I'll be more careful in the future. I'm really sorry for putting you in danger this time. By the way, I haven't introduced myself … "The pale red lips on the gentle and elegant face opened and closed.
Donnie's numb tongue wriggled again, "… Mon … Monster …"
The young man's slightly hazy silver-purple eyes suddenly became unusually sharp. He turned around abruptly and stood face to face with the monster. Then, he lowered his shoulder and directly bumped into the monster.
The silver-gray light overflowed. Donnie saw the monster take three steps back. Then, its head, eyes, arms, and other messy parts fell off one by one and hit the ground. Soon, it became a pool of "mud".
He … Donnie's mouth was wide open again, and he could not close it. Student, compared to the accident-prone experiments, don't you think that the path of a Knight is more suitable for you?
"It's done." The young man turned around and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry for putting you in danger. By the way, I haven't introduced myself. My father gave me the name Blaze. He hoped that I would become a happy person, but I prefer to be called 'Carl', which means manly …"
"I also have a brother, his name is Bazeer. He is a guy who looks very kind but is actually full of bad ideas … People say that he is very much like my father in this aspect, but I don't think so …"
Donnie only had one thought at this time, "Carl, can you stop talking first and introduce yourself after you pull me up?"
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