I didn't encounter any undead creatures along the way, Zhang Xiao's Soul Eater mist made this piece of low-level undead creatures all his energy, and the stronger ones all ran away.
Arriving outside the enchantment on the seashore, the undead Randy finally twitched and said, "Master, can you let me stay here? The sun outside is too threatening to me."
Zhang Xiao turned and looked at the floating figure of the undead and nodded silently. He doesn’t like to force others. Although the undead is his own servant, people from the 21st century on earth will never think that a contract can completely restrain a soul with independent thinking. Moreover, an undead cannot stay for a long time. Under the sun, it will only continuously weaken its strength until it is completely dissipated. Only the powerful undead will not fear the sun, but they will also have an instinctive aversion and fear of the sun.
Putting it in a space bag doesn’t work either. A space bag cannot contain souls. It needs to be specially refined to carry souls. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiao is now poor and white, with nothing. Now bringing this undead will only bring him. Trouble and burden.
"Thank you! Thank you, master! Please use the soul contract to summon me in the future where Randy will be useful. I will definitely do my best for the master!" Undead Randy bowed to Zhang Xiao gratefully. It is really afraid that the owner insists on taking it out, even if it will not be exposed to the sun, but staying in a container will make it feel very uncomfortable.
Zhang Xiao smiled noncommitantly, and the little skeleton slid into the enchantment unconsciously and ran on the long embankment connecting the island of the undead and the mage tower.
In the open space in front of the mage tower, the black-robed mage had already been waiting here. The eyes looking at the black skeleton were obviously full of weird and puzzled. Before he saw Zhang Xiao, he was really wondering how a skeleton got into the barrier. Just now he thought there was a problem with the barrier, so he checked it carefully. Once again, of course there is no problem.
When he saw Zhang Xiao approaching him, the old man who had been insignificant before yelled at him angrily: "What did you eat? You used the first-level summoning skeletons for five years! I thought you were dead on the island. It's on! You! You!" He was really angry. It has been a long time since the Necromancer came here to do the upgrade task. Finally one appeared, but it was a waste material. It took five years to complete the primary task. How can this be? Make the old mage angry.
Five years? Zhang Xiao was stunned by the roar of the black robe, and he had been in this practice for five years, and the time was too worthless.
The black robe old mage had an expression of hatred for iron and steel, trembling his fingers and pointing at the black skeleton who was playing in the mud: "It took you five years to summon such a weak skeleton. It is still poisoned! You! You!"
Only the skeletons of the creatures that die after being poisoned will be black. This is common knowledge. Even the creatures that died on the island of the undead will not be eroded by the fog of the undead for a long time. They will not show such a strong black. The skeleton creatures produced here It's only off-white at best. If a skeleton creature wants to advance to advanced level, it must remove impurities from its own bones, so a pure white skeleton is easier to advance to advanced level than a variegated skeleton.
Poisoned? Zhang Xiao looked at the small ribs wandering alone and felt a little funny. The black ribs were cultivated by the small ribs themselves. Perhaps the old master couldn't see it, but Zhang Xiao knew very well. If the purity and hardness of the bones were better than those of the bones, the silver skulls might not be as good as the bones of the small ribs.
Seeing Zhang Xiao still smiling and not ashamed, the old man was completely speechless: "Okay! We will start the upgrade test now. If your skeleton warrior loses, you will go to the island to recruit me again." After he chanted the spell, a white skeleton warrior appeared beside him.
The two-meter-high skeleton, the pure white bones on the body are very thick, and the skeleton's claws are tightly grasped with a thick knife, which is as high as a small skeleton alone.
This is really an excellent skeleton warrior, and the skeleton alone looks abnormally fat. Zhang Xiao can imagine that the original owner of this skeleton must be a powerful warrior, perhaps a powerful race among the orcs.
"This is the third skeleton warrior I recruited. The first and the second are already silver skeletons. This is just a normal skeleton. I will let it use no weapons, so I won’t let you lose and say I bully you. Okay. , Come on." After speaking, the old man took a few steps back.
The skeleton warrior thrust the knife into the ground vigorously, then hammered the bones in his chest with his right hand, and its soul roared silently against the little skeleton.
The little skull standing next to Zhang Xiao tilted a skull's head and looked at each other curiously. Although the other party was obviously stronger than it, it still did not show even a little cringe.
Zhang Xiao compared the bone sizes of the two sides. Although he had confidence in the little skull, in order to increase its chances of winning, he took out his black spear and handed it to the little skull, then stepped aside.
The little skull happily picked up the spear and danced vigorously, but it was a pity that it had never been used before, and he was pried off one of his ribs by the tail of the spear before he danced twice. The bones that flew out flew over the unsuspecting Zhang Xiao's head beside him, frightening Zhang Xiao out of cold sweat.
The old mage on the opposite side just wanted to laugh out loud, and in the following scene, his laughter swallowed back before it reached his throat, but his jaw almost flew out.
The ribs that flew out quickly slowed down sharply before they flew far, and then flew back at the speed that they had just flew out, and re-embedded on the little skeleton's body. Little Skeleton glanced at his ribs with satisfaction and danced his spear on his own.
Looking at the small black skeleton that used the spear more and more flexibly, the old mage began to feel that he was really old. Did he just get dazzled? How could the bones that flew out and come back again? Even a silver-level skeleton would not be able to do something that now appeared on such a weak skeleton. The old mage's eyes on the little skeleton became serious.
"Ah!" The little skeleton, who felt that the spear had been smoothed out, roared with his soul. It regained its own humanity in its own way, and attacked the skeleton warrior on the opposite side with its soul roar.
The skeleton warrior obviously couldn't stand the impact of the little skeleton's soul, and the huge feet took a small step back.
The little skeleton who stopped yelling was very satisfied with the effect, and it made a skeleton taller than himself cower and made it very fulfilling.
The skeleton warrior on the opposite side hesitated. It looked at the big knife that was inserted into the ground by itself, and thought about it or pulled it out and held it in its hand.
The old mage was very shocked. The summoned skeleton warrior would only be so abnormal when he felt threatened. He had already begun to feel that the seemingly weak skeleton on the opposite side contained tremendous strength.