Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Any black mage would know that… while forbidden spells similar to "Black Magic: Undead Army" appeared impressive, such spells were, in actuality, rather useless.
The reason was simple. Whether it's a "Resurrection" spell that revived the dead using corpses as material or a "Summoning" that called upon undead directly from the demon dimension realm, the product would be nothing more than toys with no combat power. Slow, clumsy, and with an IQ equivalent to zero meant that even a chubby kid could catch up with them.
The few thousand corpses that Yang Qiu had summoned from the swamp didn't have the slightest bit of spiritual fire in their eye sockets and could only amble about with difficulty thanks to the magic that Yang Qiu provided.
As soon as Yang Qiu withdrew his magic, these corpses fell to the ground.
Of course, Yang Qiu didn't expect this cute skill to be useful… He just wanted the corpses.
Next, Yang Qiu rolled up his sleeves and squatted down in the middle of this heap of corpses and picked out complete skeletons.
After slogging away for several hours, slightly over three hundred relatively intact skeletons were picked out.
Then, Yang Qiu imbued magic into these over three hundred corpses and got them to line up in rows behind the undead horse and follow it back to the spawn point.
Next up was another huge challenge—adding the simplified Mind Imprint and a simple teleportation array for non-living things into these corpses.
Asking that players don't wander, make a mistake, and die was something impossible.
Could one be called a gamer if they didn't gallivant? And could a game without all that be called a game?
Even though Yang Qiu had chosen the Taranthan wasteland, which used to be an ancient battlefield, as the game field, there still weren't enough intact corpses to use. Thus, he needed to consider what to do if the gamers died.
Teleportation arrays that could move living beings were out of the question. He didn't have the money, materials, or ability to create one! A teleportation array that worked on no
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