Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Sir, we can also evacuate with the townspeople. There is still nearly a month before the winter."

Reiner walked to the huge alchemical instrument named "Unit 0" by Harvey, skillfully pulled a metal hose and inserted it into the magic interface on his waist.

He has now learned to comfort Harvey in return.

Harvey smiled bitterly and shook his head, staring at the "Unit 0" server in silence.

The instrument can indeed take some time to disassemble and transport it, but the problem lies in the inscription on the base.

Drawing this kind of spell inscription that can automatically draw energy from the magic network requires the use of liquid mithril, a precious spellcasting material.

A crystal test tube containing about 50 ml of liquid mithril is worth up to 800 gold pounds.

In addition to other equally valuable auxiliary materials, they are also consumables that cannot be reused.

Once the instrument is disassembled, the inscription must be redrawn, and he no longer has more funds to rebuild a server.

"Stay in Jackdaw Town and find a way to defend against the evil orcs." Harvey looked at Reiner and made a decision with gritted teeth.

Reiner was silent for a while before speaking in a low voice.

"My Lord, you have only moved here for more than half a year and have not seen those hateful and cruel guys. They are evil orcs!"

"When I was young, I witnessed a team of evil orcs invading the village outside the town in the middle of winter."

Reiner fell into a long memory, and his tone was a little sad.

"They burned all the houses in the village and slaughtered all the villagers and livestock. Even the fish raised in the pond were picked up and the most tender belly was eaten, and thrown on the ground at will."

"All the metals that could be re-cast were looted by them, even the bolts on the door panels were not spared..."

Harvey was a little surprised, "Have you participated in the battle to eliminate the evil orcs?"

Reiner laughed a few times, and his mood seemed a little low. "Of course not, sir. I was only responsible for pushing the cart and delivering some kerosene to help the battle mages burn the bodies of evil orcs and innocent civilians."

"In addition to the battle mages who are stationed in the town, there are also mages who came from Grizzly Castle to support, a total of more than a dozen people."

Harvey calmly listened to Reiner's vague memories and descriptions, interrupting him from time to time to ask some details.

Evil orcs usually go out in tribes, and an evil orc team is composed of about 300 to 500 evil orcs.

According to Reiner's description, in addition to warriors wearing simple armor, there are also priests who wave wooden staffs to release poisonous mist, which are obviously spellcasters.

The spellcasters of the Federation who are responsible for resistance and clearing are often in groups of three to five, and it is not a problem to fight more than 30 evil orcs.

After all, the primitive tribal evil orcs still mainly chant and cast spells, while the combat-type spellcasters among humans have long learned the crushing magic attack method of instant spellcasting.

But the problem now is that there will not be any combat mages stationed in Jackdaw Town this winter.

No one dares to bet whether the evil orcs will cross the steep Jackdaw Ridge and enter the town to plunder.

So evacuation is the best option. At worst, they can return to the town to rebuild after winter.

In other words, if Harvey chooses to stay alone, he and Reiner are likely to face an evil orc team of at least 300 people.

This may also include spellcasters.

Although he is not a combat mage, the unique skill of the necromancer can ensure that Harvey will not be too powerless to fight back when facing three or less spellcasters of the same level alone.

It's a pity that he has no goods in his hands and can't shake out a zombie.

The incomplete zombies that Reiner had given control to before had been rotten and damaged beyond recognition after more than a month of intense torture.

After Harvey soaked them in alchemical acid, they had been transformed into bones for storage as spare materials.

As for the skeleton soldiers, Harvey did have this spell reserve. Although he had not yet learned it, it was a first-level spell that was one level lower than the resurrection spell, so it was not difficult to learn.

But the skeleton structure was too fragile. It was okay to scare ordinary people, but if they encountered evil orcs, they would probably be used to make soup with a single blow of the axe.

Looking at Reiner who was standing next to the server and "charging" silently, Harvey felt that the breakthrough still had to be sought from the soul transfer technology.

Of course, it was impossible to find some dying people in the same situation as Reiner and repeat the soul transfer experiment of living people a few more times.

But if it was a beast with low intelligence, it might be feasible.

After all, after Reiner's transfer experiment was successful, Harvey had summarized the reasons for the previous failure and understood the key to success.

As long as enough powerful magic network energy is supplied during the transfer process, the success rate of the transfer can be greatly improved.

In the past, I always used low-level magic stones to experiment on those insects and poultry, resulting in insufficient soul energy and magic network energy of the experimental subjects.

This is the main reason for failure.

Now with this "Unit 0" server, the strength of the magic network energy is no longer a concern.

Capturing more large mammals, such as the numerous gray wolves and black bears in Jackdaw Ridge, may really be able to put together a team of alchemical beasts to resist the attack of the evil orcs.

The more Harvey thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and he quickly woke up Reiner, who was already drowsy.

"Reiner, wake up, we need to go to the woods."

Reiner woke up faintly. Since he was transformed into an alchemical life, he had lost his sense of taste, smell, and cold and heat perception, which are the basic senses of humans.

But every time he charged, it was as warm and comfortable as soaking in a hot spring, making him addicted to it.

"My Lord, let me charge for a while..."

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Before nightfall, Harvey and Reiner returned to the laboratory manor.

Reiner carried a pair of gray wolves on his broad shoulders, one on each side, and a door panel was dragged behind him with a chain, on which was tied a huge black bear with its limbs broken.

"Will this really work, my Lord?" Reiner still felt a little uncertain after throwing the prey on the ground.

"You'll know if you try it." Harvey was full of confidence.

The two worked for a while before they tied the gray wolves to the experimental table and connected them to the alchemical instruments and magic devices.

They were knocked unconscious by Reiner's punches, so they had to wait for them to slowly recover before they could start the transfer experiment.

After the gray wolf woke up and began to whine, Harvey activated the soul transfer device without hesitation.

Using "Unit 0" to inject huge magical energy, the spell coordinator made a high-speed humming sound.

The modified thick metal tube was connected to the metal cover on the gray wolf's head, instantly opening the soul transfer channel.

Connecting the soul core, opening the alchemical prosthetic inscription device...

After a few minutes, Harvey turned off the instrument and walked with Reiner to the temporarily assembled transfer carrier to observe.

This carrier was sketched by Harvey, and Reiner quickly welded and assembled it with the remaining alchemical metals and materials.

It looks like a huge spider covered with a metal shell.

The spider's trunk is covered with sharp barbs, and the front port has sharp fangs that are staggered up and down.

Eight thick and curved insect legs are stuck in the ground, engraved with inscriptions to ensure the energy channel.

At this moment, all these inscriptions have been lit up one by one, which also means that the soul transfer experiment has not failed.

The metal spider's body trembled slightly, and then its eight legs slid wildly and began to struggle violently.

"Calm it down, Reiner." Harvey ordered.

Reiner took the connecting cable and connected himself to the spider through the reserved socket.

"Tsk, thoughts full of confusion and fear are not as peaceful and quiet as zombies." Reiner commented on the new alchemical product.

The metal spider struggled less and less, and finally quieted down. Only the still glowing inscriptions showed that the energy had not dissipated.

"What's the difference with the means needed to control zombies?" Harvey asked curiously.

Reiner was silent for a while, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

"Just, just like... just like comforting a puppy, sir."

Harvey nodded, as if it should be like this, after all, gray wolves are essentially canines.