Archmage Of The Undead

Huo Ling returned to the central tower and opened a warehouse door. The corpses inside were piled up like a hill.

These are precious resources. The corpses inside are all silver-level professionals, and they were picked up by Huo Ling.

Unlike the silver-level corpse, the black iron-level corpse was not looked down upon by his teacher, so Huo Ling could dispose of it as he pleased.

If the previous battle had not been too fierce and Huo Ling had not had time to dispose of the corpses and make them into skeletons, He Wenhan would not have made the skeletons.

But the silver-level corpse is different. The silver-level dark warrior is also a very good addition to He Wenhan's combat power.

Huo Ling checked the number of corpses inside. There were thirty-three corpses, including two of the caster's gnoll corpses.

These corpses should be two unlucky jackal shamans who ran too slowly and were burned to death on the mountainside.

But it's not bad, the damage to the body is not too serious.

After Huo Ling simply cast the embalming spell on the corpse, he came to the upper floor of the tower, where He Wenhan was dealing with the gold-level corpse.

"Teacher, I have picked up all those silver-level corpses, including thirty-one warriors and two spellcasters." Huo Ling honestly reported the harvest to the teacher.

The busy He Wenhan raised his head, scanned it with his mental power, and then looked at the gold-level corpse in front of him. Now he just felt that time was a little short.

We have to deal with this gold-level corpse, as well as the silver-level corpse, and there are enemies waiting outside.

"You go and pre-process these corpses according to the method of making dark warriors. I will leave the final process to myself. Then I will divide you into ten corpses." He Wenhan casually ordered.

"is teacher!"

Huo Ling's voice was calm, but his heart was already filled with joy. Most of these silver-level corpses were killed by the teacher. Only four or five silver-level professionals died in his hands.

Now five corpses have been earned for nothing, blood has been earned!

"There are two more casters, right?" Suddenly, the teacher seemed to have remembered something and asked.

"Yes! Teacher, there are two silver-level corpses that look like shamans." Huo Ling replied quickly.

"Okay, let's deal with these two corpses, and I'll share one with you when the time comes." He Wenhan pondered for a moment, looked at the students who were fighting beside him, felt warm in his heart, and said.

"Thank you, teacher!" Huo Ling's tone was full of joy.

"Okay, why are you so polite to your teacher? Go down."

He Wenhan raised a smile on his lips, waved his hand casually, and drove Huo Ling away.

After saying goodbye to the teacher, Huo Ling did not dare to stop and rest. He quickly meditated to restore his magic power, and then began intense work.

To make the Dark Warrior, except for the final Dark Warrior's coffin and the Dark Warrior's soul, all other steps can be done for you.

Especially the Samurai Curse Seal, which takes the longest time.

Making a dark warrior was also a hard job, so Huo Ling began to cast spells constantly, and then meditated to restore his magic power.

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The Jackals who suffered heavy losses outside the city finally decided to withdraw their troops. The past few days of fighting, coupled with the final legendary spell attack, had resulted in the loss of nearly half of their soldiers.

When the military strength was 15,000, they did not take down Fort Kangchuan in one go. Now that there are fewer people, the chance of taking the castle is even lower.

Of course, if they are willing to use high-level professionals to attack the city and fill in, there is still hope.

After all, most of the defenders in the city are of middle and low levels, and the real gold level ones are He Wenhan and his terrifying knights.

If the jackal gold-level professionals attack together, He Wenhan will activate the castle shield and act like a coward, but as long as one or two of them attack, he will still let the enemy enter the city and strangle them.

If this continues, sooner or later the middle and low-level defenders will be unable to hold on. Without the middle- and low-level defenders, the castle's shield will have to be kept open.

Once the magic stones in the city are exhausted, the castle will be able to be captured.

But the consequence of this is that more Jackal warriors and high-level professionals need to be filled in. No matter how you calculate it, it is not worthwhile for the Jackal.

So the army broke camp and retreated on the third day after the legendary magic attack.

Their evacuation also gave the remaining defenders in Kangchuan Fort a sigh of relief.

Without the siege of external enemies, Huo Ling and his teacher could do their work faster. Before dealing with these corpses, they had to reserve a good interval between each casting to prevent their own magic power from being consumed too much.

Now I can finally let go and have a big fight.

In the next half month, the defenders in the city remained on alert, and scouts from the Jackal team could be detected from time to time at the foot of the mountain.

However, no one wants to go out. Now the defenders in the city and the castle are already stretched thin. The only ones with the ability to fight outside the city are He Wenhan and Huo Ling.

But both of them were immersed in the busy work of making corpses and had no intention of doing it.

The corpses of more than thirty warriors were quickly processed, followed closely by the corpses of spell casters.

Huo Ling now had the corpses of two spellcasters in his hands. One was the mage from the raiding group he had killed during his previous revenge, and the second was a silver-level jackal shaman.

After several days of careful work, the two corpses were finally successfully resuscitated.

At this point, Huo Ling's men had two more undead casters, one in silver and one in the ninth level of black iron.

But it's not a big problem. As long as you find an opportunity to kill a silver-level monster or professional, this black iron skeleton mage can also advance.

Huo Ling felt the strength of his subordinates and couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart. Now he alone was equivalent to a team with very good combat effectiveness.

There are four spellcasters alone. How can a team from such a big industry have such a high configuration.

The Skeleton Mage and the Dark Mage have attacks and negative spells engraved in their soul fires. They can exert great power in attacking and supporting the battlefield.

As for making bones and dark warriors, these spells can be carved into them, but it is not worth it. The spells that can be carved in their soul fire are limited and cannot be wasted like this.

The thing that limits Huo Ling's expansion of dark warriors now is not spells and corpses, but cold iron armor and weapons.

Without these things, even if there are corpses, there is no way to make a dark warrior.

After handling these corpses, Huo Ling also took some time off. In addition to patrolling around every day, he meditated in the tower.

The garrison on the city wall is under the command of their own officers, while the undead creatures under their command are stationed at each defensive node, always ready.