At this moment, Rob knew what power he should choose in the future. The undead mage, be a undead mage who can condense this soul energy.

Since he was born in this world, Rob has always lived with great goals. When he was in the Magic Tower, his goal was to avoid aging of his body and prevent his special things from being discovered by his masters. After many years, he was tired of this boring life, his goal became to kill Sadie, escape from the Magic Tower, and replace his new body.

When these goals were also achieved, Rob, who left the Magic Tower, became confused and could no longer find a clear goal. The only thing that supported him forward was because Teddy Ross was likely to launch a chase.

But what after escaping from Teddy Ross? What should I do?

There is no clear goal, which makes Rob very confused. But now he has it, be a necromancer and a necromancer who can condense soul energy.

When this thought clearly floated in Rob's heart, his soul trembled slightly, as if it was plucked by a certain string. Some strange thing around him was pulled by the tremor and trembled slightly, like a stone thrown into the lake.

This tremor was very slight, and even in the cold night sky, it could not be transmitted far, and even Durodo next to Rob did not feel any abnormality. However, this tremor made Rob grasp a kind of "thing", a trembling "thing" that was pulled by the trembling of his soul.

I didn't have time to dig into what "things" were, but the situation in the field changed. The first corpse that was injected with soul energy by the necromancer stood up tremblingly in a violent twitch.

A huge wound that almost slashed his head was dragged around his neck, and the blood almost dried up. Such a dead human stood up like nothing happened.

So magical. This is Rob's first feeling. The undead mage can actually control the corpse, which is much more magical than controlling the corpse.

What force makes these corpses move?

The corpses on the ground have gradually climbed up. The corpses that have just changed their state seem to have not adapted to their new ways of existence, or the original injuries have affected their physical functions. Many people just stand still and can't stand firm.

There were seventeen corpses in total, less than seven could stand firmly. In the remaining half, three of them could not stand up at all. They were all seriously injured with broken hands and legs.

The black-robed mage cursed in a low voice, walked to a broken leg zombie, took two scabbards from the ground and clamped them left and right, and tied the broken leg and scabbard together.

Relying on the support of the scabbard, the zombie actually stood up.

As the method is used, the remaining zombies barely recover their movement ability. Although the tied legs and feet cannot last for too long, they can at least move.

The black-robed mage silently recited a spell, and all the living zombies, including the skeletons who were fighting for the heads of several companions, turned around and walked towards Rob in the opposite direction.

Watching the black-robed mages and their party leave, Durodo hung his head listlessly. Just as he was about to turn back to sleep, he found that Rob was arching, and under the cover of the long grass, he was surrounded by the black-robed mages.

Durodo suddenly became anxious and rushed behind Rob, hooked his belt with his claws, and lowered his voice and shouted: "What do you want to do? Are you looking for death?"

A necromancer, plus more than a dozen zombies and skeletons, the two Dourodos have to retreat together in such a lineup. Is this construct impatient or what's going on? He actually wants to keep up?

It was okay to say that it could not beat it and could fly away. Rob only had two legs. If he was discovered, he could not escape the tracking of the other party on this uncovered grassland.

Rob wanted to die, but Durodo didn't care. The problem was that Rob was holding its blood spirit bead. If he died, he would have to be buried with him. This was the case. Durodo was not in a hurry. Just go and die, so don't bring it with him.

"Follow." Rob's voice was a little stiff, with a stubborn smell.

When Durodo heard his tone, he knew that he was serious. The question is, what should he do in the past?

Well, Rob made the decision, and Dourodo lost his ability to refuse, muttering to complain like "One day I will be killed by you" and "You can't save some time". He followed Rob back with one foot and one foot, and walked towards the way the black-robed mage left.

After walking for nearly half an hour, the black-robed mage and his party walked on a small hill that was bulging in the grassland. At the foot of the hillside, where was a dark hole opening?

The black-robed mages entered one after another and disappeared into the entrance of the cave.

Rob quietly lay outside the entrance of the cave, without any intention of following in.

"What?" Durodo asked in confusion. After following him for more than ten kilometers, why did he stop at the entrance of the cave? Follow him up.

Rob pointed to the four or five skulls scattered at the entrance of the hole. The bones were human-shaped, horse-shaped, and wolf-shaped, and looked like some kind of beast was abandoned there after eating.

But Rob keenly felt that each of these skulls had a faint soul fluctuation, and these bones were alive.

If you just walk over like this, you will be discovered immediately by the other party.

What should I do? Although he was very opposed to Rob following him at first, he had come, so he couldn't go back without success, right? But now four or five skeletons are scattered at the entrance of the cave, and it is impossible to get around them and enter the cave.

What to do? It has never been Durodo's expertise, and his head is almost bursting, and he can't think of any good idea. At this time, Rob pulled his head over and whispered something in his ear.

Listening, Durodo's eyes became brighter and he kept litting his head. After giving the order, Durodo turned around and ran away quietly behind with an expression of "covering it on me".

After running away two or three kilometers away from the entrance of the cave, Durodo flapped his wings and soared into the sky. At such a long distance, he was not afraid of being discovered by people in the cave in the dark night.

After flying into the air, Durodo circled around and flew towards the entrance of the hole from the side.

More than 100 meters away from the entrance of the cave, Dourodo naturally fell towards the ground.

At such a close distance, the huge sound of breaking through the air had already alarmed the skulls at the entrance of the cave. Among the five skulls, the fluctuations of the soul were gradually increasing.

Durodo landed on the ground, and his feet ran quickly, running straight ahead of the hole as if he was exercising his strength to run. Its claws were accidentally stepped on the heads of four skeletons, and the claw toes hit the head of the last skeleton, and kicked the skeleton's head several times. When he finally stopped, the direction of his eye sockets was facing outside and the direction of his head was facing the hole.

Durodo was still running, running for another seventy or eighty meters, and then he flapped his wings and helped to jump up to the sky. As the gaze of the last skeleton's head, Shi Ran flew farther and farther.

The whole process looked like a rushing bird was tired from flying, and fell down to take a breath, and then flew away immediately. It was just a coincidence that there were a few skulls on the landing point, and four of them were trampled into pieces.

Because there was the last one left, the whole process didn't look deliberate, and the big bird flew away, causing no threat.

The people in the cave obviously think so. After waiting for a long time, no one in the cave even ran out to take a look, or came out to put the skull in the right way.
Chapter completed!