One Sneeze Destroys A Magical Civilization

Chapter 173: All Liches Are Ruthless People

A rain that lasted for a whole day and night forced the caravan to stop at Zazesbo.

The roadside becomes muddy due to rain.

Going on the road at this time is definitely making yourself uncomfortable.

Of course, as a genius with an excellent business mind, Bernard is not idle.

He immediately recruited the most outstanding craftsmen in the city, repaired the weapons and armor he had picked up near the ruins of Tesselburg, and then held a grand auction in the backyard of the hotel.

Because the quality of these things is really good, and some of them have magical effects, they are quickly snapped up by rich adventurers, mercenaries, nobles, and businessmen.

Excluding the salaries paid to the craftsmen, the taxes that need to be paid, and the cost of materials consumed during repairs, the final net profit was more than 200,000 gold coins.

Among them, a full-body plate armor with constant [Blessing] and [Piety Shield] was actually bought by a local noble at a high price of 8,000 gold coins. It seemed that it was intended as a family heirloom.

In addition, weapons such as the "skull-crushing mace" are also sought after.

Because this thing is in the hands of stronger people, as long as you swing it up, whether you wear a helmet or not, it can instantly open your head.

Because it is simple, rough and very effective, it does not require long-term training like using a sword, nor does it require physical strength and strength as a support like a warhammer or an axe. Even a novice can use it to kill people, so it is deeply loved by people from all walks of life. .

Even some of the thieves couldn't resist bidding on one, planning to use it when knocking sap in the back.

Of course, it is unknown whether "Sap" will eventually become "Skullbreaker".

Anyway, if you are hit hard by the "skull-crushing mace", even if you don't die suddenly on the spot, you will inevitably fall into a coma, and your brains may be blown out.

While Bernard was busy selling high and buying low to make a fortune, Zuo Si brought a letter of introduction from Jeffrey and visited a local mage who was also old and was eager to find a way to escape death.

After reading the contents of the letter, the old man named Vanessa suddenly shot two bright lights from his cloudy eyes, and asked very cautiously: "Do you really have a complete set of rituals to transform a lich?"

Zuo Si replied without thinking: "It's true! If you agree with my conditions, then I can help you complete the transformation into a lich now. But the premise is that your spellcasting level must be at least above LV11, and you are ready to It takes about 120,000 gold coins to make the phylactery."

"I'm a LV15 Necromancer Specialized Mage, so I shouldn't have any problems with my spellcasting level. As for the materials needed to make the phylactery, the curry in this Mage Tower should have them. Most importantly, I have There is no time to wait like Jeffrey did."

While saying these words, Vanessa's face showed a strong desire to survive.

Because he doesn't want to die!

I also want to continue to live, continue to explore endless planes, and study powerful necromancy magic.

And this strong obsession is often one of the motivations for mages to transform themselves into liches.

"In this case, let's start. You must know that in the process of transforming the lich, you are the key. And I can only assist from the side."

With that said, Zuo Si took out a note that she had prepared in advance, spread it out and gently placed it in front of the other party.

Vanessa looked at the taboo knowledge transcribed from the "Book of the Dead", trembling with excitement, uncontrollable, and then laughed happily: "Hahahaha! That's right! That's right!

This is what I've been looking for!

Because transforming a lich has never been a simple application and copying of other people's magic rituals.

But to be original according to your own situation.

Otherwise, if it is light, it will cause the soul to go crazy, and if it is heavy, it will die on the spot during the ceremony. "

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "You are absolutely right.

Each Lich Transformation Ritual is special and unique.

Among them, there are two really difficult points. One is to make your own phylactery by yourself, which requires very high skills in making strange objects.

The other is to simply kill oneself in the ritual and keep the soul in the phylactery. "

"But you're going to help me with these two difficulties, right?"

Vanessa lifted her wrinkled and age-spotted face into an expectant expression.

"Of course! I don't want one of my most important helpers in the future to die suddenly in the process of transforming a lich. Now, let's start with making a phylactery." Zuo Si proposed straightforwardly.

I'm afraid those masters of runes who sent out the "Book of the Dead" would never have dreamed that he had no intention of transforming himself into a lich.

Instead, they are using the knowledge recorded in it to help those old mages transform into liches, and then form their own forces.

You must know that although the agreement says to serve him for a hundred years, in fact Zuo Si intends to make the opponent's phylactery into a treasure card immediately after the ritual transformation is completed.

In this way, no matter what thoughts these liches have in the future, they will not be able to escape his control in the end, let alone reject his requests or orders.

But these are just the backhands to prepare for the worst.

In general, he prefers to take a cooperative approach that benefits both parties.

In this way, Vanessa, who had less than one year of life left, figured out the core of the Lich Transformation Ceremony, and immediately spared no expense to take out the most expensive gemstones from Curry, as well as the phylactery used to create the main body of the phylactery. "Hydraulic Crystal".

The latter is a magical substance from the deepest layer of the water element plane, which looks like a crystal clear crystal from a distance.

But what is different from ordinary crystals is that its essence is water, which is formed by a powerful magic force field formed by the terrifying pressure beyond the limit.

The "hydraulic crystal" is almost indestructible by any physical or magical attack.

But the disadvantage is that if you are hit by [Disintegration], [Erasure Scepter], [Black Hole Magic], [Magic Duncan's Great Crack], the magic force field that maintains itself will disappear immediately, and the water inside will also flow come out.

Needless to ask, I know that the reason why Vanessa chose this material is to make her phylactery at least able to withstand two more attacks when it is attacked, so that it will not be easily destroyed.

As everyone knows, Zuo Si, who has an LV10 creator level, understood the nature and weakness of this material almost immediately after getting the "hydraulic crystal".

He didn't show any abnormality, on the contrary, he patiently instructed the old mage how to depict complex runes, so as to ensure that the phylactery could normally accommodate the soul after it was made.

As we all know, transforming a lich is a very complicated, cumbersome and extremely dangerous thing.

In addition, it was the first time for both of them, and I was afraid that something might go wrong, so the progress was not fast.

It took about two or three days to barely complete the production of the main body of the phylactery, and began to add a lot of magic to it.

Because Vanessa is too old and is only one step away from death, she often starts to lose energy and can't concentrate when she is doing it.

In order to prevent his sudden death due to excessive fatigue, Zuo Si decisively reduced the intensity of his daily work, and at the same time, to prevent accidents, he was personally responsible for checking every detail.

When the time came to the sixth day, all preparations were finally completed.

Looking at the exquisite phylactery that shone with dazzling arcane aura, and the bottle of poison that contained strong negative energy.

Vanessa went straight to the center of the huge magic circle, took off all the magic items on her body one by one, and only wore ordinary robes to cover her dry, thin body that had been eroded by negative energy for a long time.

After taking a deep breath, he finally nodded to Zuo Si beside him and said, "I'm ready! Let's get started!"

"Remember! Drink the poison first, and then complete the guidance of the ritual before the poison completely kills you, extract your life essence and soul from the body, and keep them intact in the phylactery. You have to endure a lot I can't help you at this stage because I'm going through the whole process alone with the pain."

As he spoke, Zuo Si handed over the bottle of poison he had personally mixed.

It has to be said that everyone who is willing to transform himself into a lich is a ruthless person.

At least be hard on yourself.

Because during the ceremony, they have to complete the suicide process under the severe pain that cannot be described in words.

At the same time, you must keep your mind clear to ensure that even if you lose your body, you can rely on your soul alone to maintain your focus on casting spells.

Anyone who can persevere can eventually become an immortal lich, while those who can't persevere will be brutally eliminated.

This is why, almost every spellcaster who becomes a lich will become more terrifying and more difficult to deal with than he was in his lifetime.

"Got it. I'll stick to it."

Vanessa took the poison without hesitation for a second, raised her head and drank it all, and then clinging to the phylactery she made.

After about a few seconds, the deadly toxin began to attack in the body.

The severe pain almost made the old mage, whose life was about to come to an end, faint directly.

But his strong will to survive forced him to hold on, and he began to chant complex and jerky spells loudly according to the requirements of the ceremony, even though dark red blood kept gushing from his nostrils, mouth and ears.

At this moment, his expression was so ferocious that the two protruding eyeballs seemed likely to fall out of their sockets at any moment.

But even so, the sound of chanting the incantation still showed no sign of stagnation or interruption, on the contrary, it was chanting faster and faster.

After the body is killed, the powerful negative energy still preserves the essence of life and the soul in the small phylactery as designed.

When the last step of the ceremony was completed, the old mage's old body lost control and fell to the ground on his back.

If there is no accident, Vanessa will be resurrected from this corpse to become a lich within one to ten days.

In the first few years or even ten years, he will look no different from his old age now.

But as time goes by, the skin, flesh and internal organs will slowly decay, and finally only a skeleton driven by negative energy remains.

Zuo Si walked closer, bent down to pick up the phylactery from the ground, and whispered in a voice only he could hear: "I hope nothing will go wrong. I don't want to see a crazy lich who failed to transform, or lost There are only a few crippled liches with spell-like abilities left in their minds."

Obviously, completing the transformation ritual does not mean 100% success.

The next first rebirth is the most critical part.

Some of these liches will become irrational mad liches because they failed to survive the severe pain in the ritual after being reborn.

Others will completely degenerate into crippled liches without independent consciousness, memory and personality due to unknown reasons.

If the former still retains its spellcasting level and spellcasting ability, then the latter is equivalent to an ordinary undead creature with spell-like abilities that can be continuously reborn after being killed.

In order to ensure that the rebirth process will not be disturbed by any external factors, Zuo Si is not in a hurry to make the phylactery into a treasure card.

Instead, first draw a large amount of reserve energy from the mage tower, raise his creator level to LV11, and gain the power to awaken and control the second creation.

Not only that, but he also got a new special ability - [Spell and Barrier Destruction].

To put it simply, it is to directly destroy the stability of the spell being cast by the opponent and the energy supply cycle of the magic barrier through a more powerful magic absorption ability than [refinement], so that the spell or barrier will be completely ineffective.

At the same time, the energy drawn can also be stored in the mana pool for emergencies.

This also means that Zuo Si can not only convert the spells and divine spells that he can't use up every day into mana and store them, but also use other people around him, such as Pyromancer Alena, as a spare mana storage battery.

As for the mage profession that has remained at LV5 and has never been promoted again.

He was planning to wait until he arrived at Candlekeep to gain enough knowledge and confirm what kind of path he would take in the future before making any plans.

In this way, after collecting Vanessa's body, phylactery, spellbook and magic items with him in a large dimensional bag, Zuo Si quickly left the tower and returned to the hotel where the caravan lived.

As soon as he stepped on the threshold with his front foot, he saw Bernard running towards him with his back foot, and asked impatiently, "Your Excellency South. You are finally back. May I ask if the caravan can start now?"

"of course can."

Zuo Si hurriedly gave an affirmative answer.

He understood that during the few days when he disappeared, the businessman in front of him must have been in a panic.

"Great! I'm going to tell everyone to leave immediately!"

It may be that the relationship with Amn is getting closer, and Bernard has obviously become more and more active.

Because along the way, Zuo Si showed more and more powerful strength and gave him full confidence, thinking that as long as he returned to Askatla, he would be able to regain his own chamber of commerce.

With an order, the huge caravan moved quickly.

The heavy pack horses that had been recuperating for several days were put on bits again, and they slowly walked towards the north city gate, pulling the wagon full of goods.

Seeing this scene, the halfling owner and chef of the inn immediately ran out of the kitchen and asked in a very surprised tone, "Are you leaving?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes! We are going to Amn. How about it, have you considered my proposal?"

"Think about it! Give me a few minutes to arrange it, and I will go with you."

The halfling boss gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

He could see that, given the current state of chaos in the Kingdom of Tethyr, it would be impossible to restore peace within at least seven or eight years.

Continuing to stay is purely against oneself.

Might as well accept Zuo Si's invitation to go to Askatla and give it a go.

Anyway, he doesn't need to pay the capital, even if the worst result is to return to continue the original life.

A few minutes later, this halfling who looked a bit older finally appeared in front of Zuo Si with a leather bag commonly used by adventurers, smiled and stretched out a hand covered with thick hair and said, "Let's get to know each other again! My name is Weir Bi, my ambition is to be a well-known chef in Faerun, so that many people can taste the delicacies I made by myself."

"Hi, Welby. My name is South, and I'm glad we're partners."

As she said that, Zuo Si shook hands with this little man who was a head shorter than herself.

Through touching, he found that the palm of the other party was almost covered with calluses.

This is not the kind of long-term hard work, but more like long-term holding daggers, daggers and other weapons.

Apparently the halfling wasn't bragging when he said he'd ventured out as a thief in his youth.

But unfortunately, he has now turned into an obese middle-aged man due to his long-term laziness. It is estimated that he will not be able to complete the dexterous movements and reactions of professional thieves.

As Aisha once said, an overly comfortable life is simply the deadliest poison for occupations such as warriors, thieves, and barbarians who rely on their physical fitness for a living.

The only good thing is that halflings have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.

Welby still has plenty of time to pursue his dream of becoming a great chef.

...

Leaving Zazespor, the caravan soon arrived at the entrance of the Star Swirl Mountain Range along the main road.

This is an east-west direction, stretching hundreds of kilometers of mountains.

The lowest peak may be only a few hundred meters, and the highest is more than 3,000 meters.

It is said that in the depths of the mountains, there lived several tribes of dwarves.

Apart from occasionally going to Zazespor to exchange weapons and armor with humans for some living supplies, they hardly have much contact with the outside world.

As for the rest, there are basically monsters and beasts such as goblins, werewolves, ogres, deer eagles, displacement beasts, wolves, leopards, and tigers.

Anyway, in Faerun Continent, as long as you leave the densely populated cities, encountering monsters is almost inevitable.

But with the red dragon Vermes and the strange things that have merged with her, Zuo Si is not too worried about the harassment of these monsters.

Because as long as these monsters dare to approach the caravan, they will be discovered by the strange thing 100%, and they will directly throw a mind control over them.

In contrast, the giant dragons living in these mountains, especially the fiercely famous Balagos "Flying Flame", are the ones who really need to be vigilant and worried.

"Master! Look! Miss Wilmes has caught another displacement beast!"

The werewolf girl Fanges pointed to a black panther-like monster that was about three meters long and weighed nearly two hundred and thirty kilograms, covered in black fur and shouted loudly.

The only difference from the black panther is that it has a full six legs, and two tentacles full of sharp teeth extend from the shoulders.

If you accidentally get slapped by this thing, your flesh and blood will most likely be torn apart.

Moreover, the Displacement Beast in front of him is not its main body, but an illusion created by its own magic-like ability.

The other one next to it is its body.

This is also the origin of the name "Shifting Beast".

For adventurers and ordinary people who don't understand magic, when they attack, it seems that they suddenly move their positions and appear in another direction.

The illusion created by the displacement beast cannot be seen through by [Seeing Invisibility], and only the more advanced [True Seeing] can break it.

"Which one is this after entering the mountain?"

As Zuo Si asked, he took out a blank card and sealed it in unceremoniously.

Since he has the help of the mind control ability of the strange object, he can now more and more appreciate the joy of making and collecting creature cards as a planeswalker.

This is much more interesting than collecting illustrations as a Pokémon master in the game.

Zuo Si even had an ambition to collect all species in Faerûn from this.

"If you are referring to the displacement beast, this is already the fourth one. As for the useless goblins, they were all killed by the shadow army before they approached."

The strange thing's voice instantly echoed in the mind through the spiritual connection.

Zuo Si nodded in satisfaction immediately after hearing this: "Good job, keep it up. I will now hand over the command of the Shadow Legion to you. If it is a monster or beast that is useful or has never been seen before, it will be released to capture it." .If it is useless, let the Shadow Legion kill it and transform it into a new Shadow."

Since there were no "righteous men" such as paladins and harpists in the team, he finally didn't have to be restrained anymore, and he could infinitely magnify his superiority.

In fact, as the number of creatures killed by the shadows increased, the number of legions under Yelinia's command had exceeded four digits.

Right now, it is not just used as eyeliner, guard and ambush, but to take the initiative to attack after nightfall, sweeping away all monster tribes within a few kilometers around.

Since entering the Xingxuan Mountains, they have killed at least a thousand goblins, more than two hundred orcs, four lone ogres, and a pack of wolves led by a werewolf who completely succumbed to animal nature...

At this speed, when they reach Askatla, Zuo Si thinks that the total number of Shadow Legion can exceed 20,000, and the number of high-level Shadow Legion will not be less than 300.

If this power is released in one go, it can even turn a large city of more than a hundred thousand people into a ghost overnight.

Unfortunately, cannon fodder is cannon fodder.

Regardless of the number, they are extremely vulnerable when facing positive energy spells, or large-scale evocation magic within fireballs and lightning.

Zuo Si felt that if one day lacked black mana, he could kill a group of shadows by himself and absorb the negative energy left behind after death.

Anyway, this thing replenishes quickly.

Take the Shadow Legion to a place where the orcs are infested, and thousands of new shadows can be created in minutes.

Just when Zuo Si was about to return to the car and continue to practice the supermagic skill [Spell Delay], Fang Gesi suddenly turned into a half-man half-wolf appearance, raised his nose and sniffed the surrounding air vigorously, and immediately reminded in a low voice: : "Master, I smell a lot of human scents here."

"Human smell? Maybe it's the caravan that just passed this road a few days ago." Zuo Si shrugged nonchalantly.

"No, it shouldn't be a caravan. In addition to the smell of humans, I also smell some other weird things, including the excrement of different animals, asphalt, leather, spices... It seems to be a package of spell-casting materials!"

The werewolf girl suddenly had an idea and expressed her guess.

Because Zuo Si also wore a spell-casting material pack for a while before learning the skill of [Spell-casting material-free].

So she remembered that weird smell mixed with messy things.

"Spell-casting material package?!"

Zuo Si, who was careless one second, became vigilant the next.

After all, when it comes to spellcasters, especially mages, things are usually not too simple.

The incarnation of Irmat, the god of suffering, once mentioned that evil organizations such as the Zhentarim, the red-robed wizard, and the entanglement symbol are all interested in the Heart of Baal contained in that box.

So his first instinct was that one of the above organizations was targeting him.

You must know that Zuo Si's current perception attribute has a full twenty-three points.

One of the most intuitive manifestations of high perception attributes is that intuition is often very accurate.

Fang Gesi nodded lightly: "Yes! I smell the spell-casting material package, and there are more than one."

"Go and fetch Welby."

Zuo Si immediately remembered the only local in the team, and at the same time took out the map that he bought for 8,000 gold coins.

After a while, this halfling with a figure as round as a potato ran over from the front of the caravan and asked out of breath, "Are you looking for me?"

"Hmm. I want to know, is there any suitable place to launch a surprise attack on both sides of the road across the Xingxuan Mountain Range?" Zuo Si asked, pointing to the map.

"Whoa! Magic Map? My God! How much did you pay for this?"

Welby just glanced at it and immediately exclaimed.

You must know that when he was traveling and taking risks, he was reluctant to buy even the cheapest map.

I write and draw on a piece of sheepskin by myself, barely marking those important roads, towns and villages.

"Eight thousand gold coins."

Zuo Si subconsciously quoted the price of the map.

When Welby heard it, he immediately opened his mouth wide with a horrified expression on his face, and shouted in a voice almost screaming: "Eight...eight thousand?! Are you crazy? It's better to spend so much money wrongly When needed, directly hire one of the most experienced local guides."

Seeing such a fierce reaction from the halfling, Zuo Si could not help but reminded with his forehead: "What you should pay attention to is not the price of the map, but to answer the question I just asked."

"Oh, that's right. Damn it! I don't know why my blood pressure always goes up when I hear about magic items worth tens of thousands of gold coins."

Welby smiled awkwardly but politely, then walked straight to the map, and clicked twice near a valley the caravan was about to pass through.

"It's here. The local businessmen in Zazesbo call this place Lucky Valley. It is a narrow path that can only pass a carriage. The cliffs on both sides are about 100 meters high, which is very suitable for condescending shooting and throwing stones. , the most suitable place for an ambush."

"If it's so dangerous, why isn't it called the Valley of Fortune?"

The half-orc Rhett couldn't help but interjected.

Welby replied with a smile: "Because only those lucky enough to get through safely.

In fact, only about two-thirds of the caravans that cross Lucky Valley pass safely each year.

The remaining third, all disappeared out of thin air.

There are rumors that there is a secret fortress hidden in the mountains nearby, inhabited by a group of vicious gangsters.

It was they who robbed those poor merchants.

There are also rumors that there is a dragon's lair, and all the caravans that disappear are eaten by the evil dragon.

In short, Lucky Valley is a very dangerous place, you must be psychologically prepared. "

"Hey! If there are any robbers who don't open their eyes and dare to rob this caravan, they will soon regret their stupidity."

Rhett grinned with a cruel and bloodthirsty expression.

He knows too well how ruthless Zuo Si is when dealing with enemies.

Coupled with its powerful magical power, the identity of the only voter of Talona, ​​the goddess of poison and disease, and so many cards that make people feel frightened...

The orcs even began to feel a little pity for the enemies.

Because they don't know what kind of existence they are fighting against.

Staring at the location pointed out by the halfling just now, Zuo Si rubbed his chin and muttered in a low voice: "Lucky Valley? Interesting. In that case, let's see what is hidden in this place. Fangers, go and inform Bernard immediately Set up camp in place, and the caravan will spend the night here tonight."

"clear!"

The werewolf girl nodded vigorously, and quickly took steps towards the front of the team.

After she ran away, Alena's eyes flashed dangerously, and she raised the corner of her mouth and asked in a low voice: "My dear master, is there anything else we can burn tonight?"

"Well. Pack it up, and we will set off in a while to find out what secrets are hidden around Lucky Valley."

After all, Zuo Si put away the valuable and expensive magic map, then took out a creature card, and summoned the little devil.

When this little thing more than half a meter tall appeared out of thin air, the first thing he did was to yell and curse in purgatory language.

The speed of at least ten words in that second, and the non-repetitive swear words for five full minutes, made Zuo Si, who had learned Purgatory Language, stunned for a long time.

Good guy!

Unexpectedly, this little devil is actually a master of "language art".

But after Zuo Si came back to his senses, he immediately raised his leg and gave the little devil a kick.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the continuous verbal attacks came to an abrupt end.

The little devil flew sideways for several meters in response on the spot, and then hit the wheel of the carriage.

But this level of attack is obviously nothing to a devil.

But when it got up and wanted to continue cursing, it suddenly found that its throat couldn't make any sound for some reason.

Not only could he not make any sound, but his legs and wings were also immobile as if they had been filled with lead.

Immediately afterwards, the little devil heard the familiar purgatory language coming from his ear: "Little thing, you don't seem to have figured out the situation, right?"

Needless to ask, Zuo Si didn't have time to clean or modify the little devil's memory when he first made the creature card due to lack of experience.

causing it to be completely unaware of the meaning of what happened to it.

What's more, as a summoned creature in the card, there is no way to resist the will of the master.

Fortunately, Zuo Si now needs the little devil's [spirituality], so he doesn't bother to care about this purely verbal offense.

After all, he will have plenty of time in the future to slowly tidy up and adjust this evil little thing, so he ordered directly: "Use [Spiritual Ability] immediately."

The little devil also seemed to realize that the human boy in front of him seemed to be able to control himself through some unknown power, and immediately put away his previous arrogant face, and honestly used spells and gestures to successfully perform the once-a-week [pass] Magic].

In just a few seconds, its pupils began to expand, showing a hollow and lifeless appearance.

Seeing this, Zuo Si knew that the [Spiritual Ability] had started to work, and immediately asked, "Are there any enemies in the Lucky Valley ahead?"

"have!"

The unknown existence that temporarily descended on the little devil immediately gave an affirmative answer.

"Is the enemy coming for me?" Zuo Si asked again.

"yes!"

The unknown existence gave an affirmative answer again.

After receiving two important pieces of information in a row, Zuo Si suddenly showed a thoughtful expression.

After about a minute, he asked the third question: "Is the enemy a symbol of entanglement?"

"no!"

This time the unknown existence gave a negative answer.

"Is that the Red Robe Wizards Association?"

"no!"

"The Zhentarim?"

"yes!"

After asking five questions in one breath, Zuo Si finally figured out who the enemy he was going to face this time was.

Now there is only one last question left.

After thinking for a while, he quickly asked: "Are there other forces involved besides the Zhentarim Society?"

"have!"

After the last question was answered, the little devil immediately trembled uncontrollably, and then regained his sanity and consciousness.

Just when it was trying to say a few compliments to please its "little master"...

Zuo Si suddenly pulled out a dagger without any warning, pierced the little devil's heart directly, looked straight into its eyes and said expressionlessly: "You are useless now, you can go to die. Remember! Next time When I am summoned again, I will throw you into a jar filled with boiling liquid silver when I hear half a word of swearing from your mouth."

In the end, the little devil swallowed his last breath full of panic, fear and despair, and his body quickly turned into nothingness.

At the last moment before it died, it couldn't believe that the "little master" in front of it could be more evil, more vicious, and more ruthless than itself, just like those high-ranking devils and nobles in hell.

"Master, you don't actually have to do it yourself, as long as you give me an order, I can do it for you."

Davidian, who stood by and kept silent all the time, took the initiative to remind him.

But Zuo Si shook her head lightly: "No, you can't do it for me.

As a mage, if he can't even tame his magic pet, is he worthy of being called a mage?

Don't worry, I didn't kill the imp to vent my anger.

I just want this guy to understand that I can control its life and death as I like.

Just watch, the next time the little devil is summoned, he will be as obedient as a tamed dog. "

After saying these words, Zuo Si inserted the dagger he was carrying back into the sheath, and the calmness in his pupils was like a lake, without even the slightest ripple.

Because all of this is the result of deliberation under the control of reason, rather than impulsive behavior under the control of emotions.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that. However, I still hope that I will be able to handle these fighting and killing matters in the future. After all, protecting your safety and dealing with all enemies and threats for you is what I exist for. significance."

Davian put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

"knew."

A faint smile appeared on Zuo Si's face.

Just when he was about to prepare for the next battle, he suddenly saw the dimensional bag in the corner of the carriage move suddenly.

Seeing this, Zuo Si immediately ran over to open the tightly bound bag, and poured out all the things inside.

In the blink of an eye, Vanessa, who had been reborn as a lich, appeared in the carriage out of thin air.

And his phylactery just happened to fall into the hands of Zuo Si.

I saw that the new lich first subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment, especially the cloth bag under his feet, and then asked in surprise, "You put me in a dimensional bag?"

Zuo Si smiled and nodded: "That's right. Although there is no air in the dimensional bag and it cannot breathe, it can be used to hold undead creatures and constructs. How do you feel now?"

"It feels...it seems to be pretty good. Now I don't have aging and dullness, and I don't have hunger, pain, and all violent mood swings. What I have is almost cold reason. This is simply the state that a mage dreams of."

Vanessa spoke of her physical and psychological changes in a slightly deep and hoarse voice.

Obviously, he hasn't adjusted to the transition from "living" to "dead".

He even subconsciously and habitually touched the thick white beard on his chin.

But it doesn't matter.

Because liches are immortal, they have endless time to slowly adapt to this change.

"Congratulations! It seems that your transformation ceremony was successful. Here, here is your spell book, as well as all the magic items and equipment you had during your lifetime. Prepare your spells as soon as possible, and come with me to deal with a few enemies later."

After returning Vanessa's personal belongings to him, Zuo Si activated Planeswalker's powers in the presence of the new lich.

Accompanied by this dazzling glare, the phylactery that shone with strange luster turned into a thin and compact card.

This sudden change immediately made Vanessa show a shocked and unbelievable expression.

He didn't even know what happened just now.

What is the purpose and motivation of the other party in doing so?

Why did my phylactery disappear out of thin air?

Will this have a negative impact on the Lich's "immortality"?

There are too many doubts and perplexities perplexing this newborn lich, and at the same time, it is accompanied by a strong uneasiness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

(end of this chapter)