Archdemon

The materials used to make a lich's phylactery are not cheap either. The phylactery is a life-saving equipment for a lich. It must not only be durable but also have the function of protecting soul power.

Otherwise, if the phylactery is hidden in a place and accidentally damaged, the lich will die.

To make an ordinary phylactery, a phylactery the size of an urn, the magic materials required are almost 100,000 magic stones, which is really a waste of money.

And a gold-level spellcaster's corpse, not to mention whether there is anyone to sell it, even if it can be bought, it will cost 200,000 or 300,000 magic stones.

So if you really calculate it, the cost of making a gold-level lich is not low at all.

If Huo Ling had not completed this mission and killed those half-deer people because of Fei Niao's help and made a lot of money, it would be really difficult to make a lich.

...

Two months later, in a secret room in Xinnan City, the production of the lich was officially completed.

Accompanied by the surge of death magic, a gold-level lich successfully revived.

The shape of this lich continued the body shape of the half-deer man, with basically no modification. It stood more than four meters tall.

The once lively and plump body of the half-deer man has become shriveled, like a mummy, with green soul fire burning in his head.

As time goes by, the burning of these soul fires will cause the flesh and blood of the corpse to gradually disappear. In the end, the entire lich should be a skeleton with green soul fire burning, and these soul fires will replace his former flesh and blood.

"My Lord!"

The half-deer lich bent his four legs and saluted Huo Ling.

"Good, good... Not bad!"

Huo Ling was naturally very happy to have another gold-level spellcaster under his command, but he didn't have to go on missions recently, so he took this lich to the plantation to accompany Wilmot.

Liches are high-level spellcasters, and they can learn spells on their own, so Huo Ling taught him all the spells he could teach, allowing him to slowly master them in the plantation.

Normally, a revived lich would have the same spellcasting ability as before, but Huo Ling's was different. This lich was a druid in his lifetime, and could only cast natural spells.

Now that he has become a rigid lich, the natural magic will definitely not obey his command, so if he wants to truly have combat power, he still needs some time to learn.

Now his primary task is to learn the spells passed on by Huo Ling, learn flesh and blood transformation, and even help Huo Ling make the Terror Knight in the future.

It just so happens that the last batch of gnoll experimental bodies purchased are about to be transformed, and then they can be seamlessly connected, allowing the lich to complete the production of the Terror Knight, and Huo Ling can just go and receive it.

And when the lich has mastered almost all the spells and has learned flesh and blood transformation, Wilmot can withdraw from the plantation on the Takuyuan side and go to the Akainu tribe to build a new industry.

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After Huo Ling exchanged the spells, he was idle in Xinnan City for more than two months. During this period, there were some small tasks, which the team members easily solved.

But his free time this time also came to an end. The envoys of the Wood Elf King's Court, who had been preparing for a long time, were ready to walk out of the sea of ​​trees.

"So what's the situation now?" Back in the lounge of the eighth group, Huo Ling looked at the mission briefing and asked with some confusion.

"It seems that there is a problem in the Wood Elf King's Court, so they sent envoys to our Xinnan City, probably to seek a solution."

Huo Ling: "What's the problem?"

"That's not very clear. I heard that there should be a lot of elves polluted by the abyss, coupled with some unknown toxins, which polluted many natural plants in the forest and became crazy.

Under these circumstances, some elves in the Elf King's Court felt that something was wrong and wanted to get help from the outside world."

"Will this group of arrogant elves take the initiative to bow their heads and seek help?" Yang Shu smiled.

Elves are all immortal species. They are powerful and naturally arrogant, and always look high and mighty.

"Who knows, but it is true that they are here and we need to escort them." Fei Niao sighed.

"How strong are the elf envoys? Do you know?" Huo Ling asked Fei Niao.

Since the last battle, Huo Ling knew that if anyone in his team was really a relative, it could only be Fei Niao.

Lustful magician, there must be a higher-level professional in this family.

"I don't know about that, but it must be much stronger than us. We are just a facade to prevent any blind little scoundrels from colliding with them. If they really encounter something they can't resist, they will probably have to take action themselves."

Feiniao has been lazyHe lay on the sofa, his head resting on Lingyin's plump thighs.

"By the way, Captain, you are really not a relative!" Fei Niao asked while lying down.

Recently, she has found out the details of Huo Ling, but she didn't expect that there is really no backing behind him.

Huo Ling smiled slightly: "Didn't I always say that I am an ordinary person with no backing? When did I tell you that I am a relative?"

"Hehe... It doesn't make sense that you can become the captain as soon as you come in if you are not a relative." Fei Niao muttered while turning sideways.

Lingyin also glanced at Huo Ling at this time. She guessed that it might be because of his strength that he could become the captain as soon as he came in.

She drank a lot of Huo Ling's blood. Although she herself did not have any blood inheritance, from the vitality contained in these bloods, she could know that Huo Ling's blood was definitely not simple.

"Captain... I'm ready. When do we start?" On the other side, Baimao also came over impatiently.

He basically didn't take much of the spoils from the last battle, and gave them all to Huo Ling. The only request was that Huo Ling help him summon a nightmare.

"You can start today, but you have to make it clear in advance. I have prepared ten soul powers. If you haven't signed the contract successfully after ten, you will have to pay for the soul power you spend later." Huo Ling looked at Baimao and said seriously.

"No problem! I have also prepared the spare soul power." Baimao nodded.

Then, Huo Ling took Baimao to the basement, where there was a special place for casting spells. The other people were bored, except for Shitou, a crazy cultivator who stayed in the corner of the room to meditate, and the other people also came down together.

Huo Ling held a crystal ball filled with soul power and began to draw runes to cast spells. With the fluctuation of magic power, the soul power of the crystal ball in his hand was quickly drained, and then a handsome black nightmare with a single horn was summoned.

Baimao looked at the nightmare horse, drooling, and hurriedly rode on it and rode two laps in the basement.

After stopping, he took out a small portion of soul power and handed it to the nightmare, just like a dog. The nightmare was naturally not polite and directly absorbed the soul power.

Seeing this, Baimao gestured to Huo Ling, and Huo Ling immediately cancelled his temporary summoning contract.

The nightmare, who lost the temporary contract, was about to leave the spirit world, but at this time Baimao took out a small portion of soul power and released his knight contract at the same time, wanting to sign with the nightmare.

As a result, the nightmare didn't even look at him, and after a neigh, he left the spirit world.

"Hahahaha!" Fei Niao and others couldn't help laughing at this scene.