Training is an art.
Simply using force to suppress the victim will only make him feel fearful rather than truly obedient.
When it comes to certain things, Chen Feng is a perfectionist. He not only wants Fulla's verbal promise, but also wants her to completely submit to him in her heart.
Just like training a pet dog, blindly beating it with a stick will gradually make it resist, so giving it some rewards after it does something right will deepen its dependence.
Poor Fulla, she has a lot of proud abilities, but her emotions and experiences are so simple and pitiful. She is like a cat trapped in a quagmire. No matter how she struggles, she cannot escape the dark mud around her.
We still have a lot of time to spend with each other.
Chen Feng has enough time to train Fulla into a well-behaved and obedient pet. After all, this is related to his layout in the abyss.
Cat people.
This is Chen Feng’s ultimate goal.
… … …
The three members of the ogre family were neatly placed together. Except for the cub, the other two were of silver rank. It would be a waste if they were left alone.
“Bang!”
A snap of fingers.
If you are talking about a corpse, then you should consult a professional.
"Abomination... Great Saruman is sleeping..."
Chen Feng was already somewhat numb to the Necromancer's opening remarks. This rotten skeleton had spent the most diligent period of time in Order after becoming an undead.
The Order has a large number of Skeletons that need to be transformed every day. Not only that, Skeletons will also be injured. After a battle, it is very common to see Skeletons missing limbs or several Skeletons assembled together.
In this case, the necromancer also acts as a patchwork.
This is the difference between the human world and the Plains of Bones. Here, skeletons are consumables. After being damaged, the Necromancer will use some scattered bones to reassemble the skeleton warriors. In the Plains of Bones, the endless skeletons are more like disposable items. No matter where they go, they are white skeletons. For high-level skeletons like the Necromancer, as long as they have enough energy, the skeleton warriors are an endless source of soldiers.
Chen Feng still knew nothing about the necromancer in front of him. The other party possessed a lot of knowledge, and it was not difficult to see his erudition from the spells he cast. However, the necromancer might have been a undead for too long and had acquired a dull personality. In the past, apart from studying the undead, he would sleep and seldom communicate with him.
Eternal life grants the necromancer absolute willfulness.
The Necromancer was still the same, wearing a mysterious cloak and holding a bone scepter in his hand. If I remembered correctly, the scepter even had an epic tooth fused on it.
Unlike the gorgeous decorations of other scepters, this scepter is made entirely of white bones. There is always a sense of death lingering around it, giving people a creepy feeling.
The scepter is the symbol of the necromancer. A good scepter will increase the mage's lethality to a certain extent.
Chen Feng ignored the other party's displeasure, pointed at the three corpses under his feet and said: "It's a bit of a waste to just leave them in the wilderness. I called you out just to let you refine them into skeleton warriors."
Chen Feng expressed his thoughts.
The giant earthworm is a terrifying enemy. Before encountering it, Chen Feng tried to increase his strength. Even if the two silver skeletons only have half of their strength when they were alive, their fearlessness of life and death can still cause some trouble to the enemy.
The fire in the Necromancer's soul was beating, just like a human's thinking. As his thoughts deepened, the fire in his eyes burned fiercely.
As a wizard who was only one step away from becoming gold, Saruman had innumerable dark secrets stored in his mind.
Chen Feng waited quietly.
The necromancer watched for a while, and seemed to become interested. He walked up to the ogre and poked the ogre's body a few times with his scepter.
After a while.
It was like some ghosts whispering in Chen Feng's ears: "These bodies have just died. It would be a waste to refine them into skeletons. It would be better to refine them into undead zombies."
Chen Feng nodded and responded: "You are an expert in this kind of thing, there is no need to ask for my advice."
Everyone has their own expertise. Although Chen Feng is a summoner, he is not proficient in the transformation of undead, so he entrusted the matter to the necromancer.
As a loyal believer in dark magic, the necromancer had already experimented with this kind of transformation countless times. He raised his scepter, and soon, several sounds like ghostly wailing came out from the scepter.
A violent will emerged around, giving people a suffocating cold feeling, as if they were in an ice cave, where even breathing was difficult.
Then, the male ogre that was originally lying on the ground slowly crawled up. Its eyes were gray and it had no consciousness. Perhaps because it had just been awakened, its body was swaying like a drunkard.
Waking the dead.
This is the first step in transforming the undead.
Next, the ogre who had turned into an undead squatted down, opened his huge mouth, and actually bit the bodies of his wife and children.
"Chichi..."
There was a sound of grinding teeth.
“Crack!”
The ogre's terrifying teeth were so sharp that it took only a few bites to eat the heads of the two corpses and swallowed them completely into its stomach.
Originally they were a family supporting each other, but now, the male ogre actually devoured each other completely. At this time, it was like a glutton who didn't know hunger or fullness, and kept devouring the flesh and blood of the other. In this process, the ogre's body slowly swelled, and its head, arms, and legs began to deform, and it completely became a bloated body.
What's even more terrifying is that its stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and after it swallowed the last piece of flesh and blood, its entire stomach suddenly burst open with a "bang".
Blood continued to flow out of the stomach and emitted a disgusting stench.
Cursed creature!
Transformed by the Necromancer and devouring his own wife and children, this undead creature was born with a curse, and blood and bile would constantly flow out of its stomach. In order to survive, it could only keep eating to ensure sufficient energy.
The ogre retains all the power it had in life, and is even more terrifying, with the characteristic of being immortal. As long as its head is not destroyed, it means that it will fight forever.
Perfect conversion.
Although only one of the three ogres was finally transformed, this undead took the elite route and its potential was much higher than that of ordinary skeletons.
What name should I choose
A creature cursed from birth, it devoured its wife and children at birth. Its powerful grudge can even corrupt the purest heart.
so…
Let me make you hate it.