543: Chapter 543: The Dead Co Back to Life 543: Chapter 543: The Dead Co Back to Life “Master, we have arrived,” the guide stopped at a warehouse door, his voice trembling slightly.
It seed that this man knew all too well what lay inside.
“Stay at the door and let no one co near.
I will need several days.
Rember, until I co out, no one is to enter and disturb , and there’s no need to bring food,” Zhao Guang commanded.
“As you command, master,” the man quickly bowed and then stood respectfully at the door.
He knew very well the terrifying punishnt that awaited those who disobeyed.
After such a long ti, these people had been thoroughly molded by the slave contract into true slaves.
Zhao Guang nodded slightly, then walked in without looking back.
Although he had not yet entered, the stench of death and blood already wafted out.
Indeed, he was going to use corpses this ti.
Inside the warehouse, corpses were already laid out, all of whom had died during the day’s battles.
Of course, so had died on the battlefield, and others had died elsewhere.
Those with massive wounds were ones he had created himself, while those with bullet holes had been shot to death.
There were also so with shattered skulls, which were unsuitable for use except as a source for assisting in the process.
Zhao Guang took out a Micro Magic Domain Crystal Stone, transforming the surroundings into an environnt suitable for magic creatures.
Then, he opened a box, a Magic Treasure Box, although this ti it was not filled with Elental Magic.
A thick death energy in a grey-black color was released and instantly bound by Zhao Guang.
With the help of this death energy, the surrounding corpses also began to change, emanating an ever richer death energy.
Corpses, inherently, are the best breeding grounds for creating death energy.
In this world, however, it couldn’t be stimulated on its own.
Zhao Guang utilized the Micro Magic Domain along with his magic techniques to activate this power.
Only with this power could the Undead Magic be employed.
With Zhao Guang’s path of pure Spiritual Power, as long as he could decode the spell, he could use any spell.
However, the driving force needed to be prepared separately, as he still couldn’t mimic these forces on his own.
This is why, in theory, a pure Spiritual Mage could use any spell, but in practice, could not employ Divine Arts, because such Divine Power doesn’t exist in nature.
In Zhao Guang’s hands, a Magic Array unfolded, controlling the undead.
When the power was released, the corpses began to move.
Yet, Zhao Guang did not completely release the spell.
Because if he had released it entirely, all that would have stood up were zombies and skeletons.
Continuing to maintain the spell, Zhao Guang released another advanced spell, Zombie Modification.
Although the spell wasn’t highly ranked, typical Undead Mages wouldn’t learn it.
This spell was simply too troubleso, existing to provide special care to the undead.
The revived corpses looked no different from real living beings.
But if one looked closely, differences could still be discerned.
For instance, the bodies appeared stiffer, and the skin a bit paler.
Their combat abilities did not improve, nor did their performance enhance in any way.
There were even troubles, such as maintaining the zombie’s existence, which required certain food.
If it were pure undead, just a magic environnt would suffice; they wouldn’t need any food.
Ironically, learning this spell was much more difficult than other Undead Magic.
If not for Zhao Guang’s special needs, he would have never used this spell.
Upon releasing the spell, a huge Magic Array blossod in the air.
The consumption was not significant, and the death energy was sufficient, but the modification was not quick.
For this, additional materials were necessary, animal blood being the simplest but most abundant.
Other materials, many not available on Earth, were prepared by Zhao Guang in his own domain to bring back.
The lengthy modification process followed, during which the wounds on the corpses gradually disappeared.
“I should have been lighter-handed from the start,” Zhao Guang mused, looking at the massive wounds, sowhat at a loss.
The larger the wounds, the longer the recovery ti.
Thus, Zhao Guang and the corpses spent a full three days together, until the modification was complete.
“Finally, it’s done.
No wonder normal people don’t like being Undead Mages or even like Undead Mages.
Dealing with corpses isn’t sothing inherently enjoyable,” Zhao Guang complained while waving his hand, causing the corpses to stand up one by one.
Those with shattered heads or severely broken bodies did not stand up; they were used to provide material for death energy.
Now, they had truly beco re corpses.
The ones that stood up seed alive, but in reality, they possessed incredibly dull and cold gazes.
Standing still, they might seem sowhat normal, but once they moved, they resembled a group of robots, their movents quite rigid.
“Never mind, they are just low-level undead after all.
Having performance this good isn’t bad.
High-level undead couldn’t survive on Earth anyway, maintaining them with the Magic Treasure Box would be too costly,” Zhao Guang muttered, shaking his head as he took out a black skeleton head, a special tool he had previously crafted.
This was a kind of Undead Alchemy that he could easily produce with his abilities.
All control was transferred to the skeleton head, and then he just needed to set the regulations.
“This gives so inspiration, further modifications of the slave contract might benefit from these,” Zhao Guang mused as he transferred control.
After spending three days inside, the warehouse finally showed signs of activity.
The people guarding the outside had changed several tis, all of them the most loyal ones.
They didn’t understand why, despite the hot weather, they always felt a chill emanating from this place.
That day, there finally was commotion.
“Master, you…” Just as he heard soone coming out, the person at the door wanted to speak, but the next mont he sensed sothing was wrong.
The one coming out wasn’t his master, but a person with an indifferent face and stiff body.
Not just one person, but many following behind.
The appearance of these people, honestly speaking, they could act as zombies in a movie without any need for makeup.
With their expression and movents combined with the ragged, blood-stained clothes, they were like a live version of cinematic zombies.
Wait, sothing’s wrong.
That person looked familiar, wasn’t that one of the dead bodies they dragged in?
How could the dead co back to life?
The person guarding the door beca imnsely frightened.
The resurrection of the dead, could there be anything more terrifying?
Moreover, this wasn’t a normal resurrection; even after coming back, they were still just dead.
At that mont, they felt a bone-chilling cold.
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