Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
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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