In a room outside the corpse refining room, the space is very narrow. The grooves on both sides of the wall are full of pottery jars, filled with messy intestines, internal organs, etc., which may be human body tissues. .

  "This can't be... that guy's food!?"

  Oscar frowned. This person is not only horrible, but also mentally abnormal?

  One-eyed walked into the second room, which was a simple bedroom. He first touched the oil lamp on the stone table. There was a little oil left in it, indicating that the warlock must have been here within two days. One-eyed felt a little uneasy. This time it was obviously the other party who happened to go out, but he would be back at any time!

  Stay one more second.

  One more point of danger!

  "Boy, here are some notes, all messy symbols, can you understand?"

  On the bedroom table, there were old spell books and several handwritten notes, which were densely packed with complex and profound symbols, all kinds of strange and complex lines, which made people dizzy. How could a warrior understand it? Fortunately, Oscar was brought here.

  Oscar flipped it open and glanced at it and said, "This is my experimental notes."

  The art of death is profound and obscure. It is only because it is too cruel that it is restricted in the era of highly developed art civilization.

  The art of death has several sub-systems, including attack, defense, curse, undead, ritual...

  The undead system is a key area of ??the art of death!

  In Oscar's time, the undead and ritual fields were strictly banned spells, and ordinary warlocks were not allowed to practice or study them.

  [Ritual Field]: There are transformation rituals for liches, vampires, and death knights. This is an evil spell that turns people into undead and wants to gain immortality. Because it is considered to be a betrayal of race and against nature, it is banned.

  [Undead Demon Field], the root system is more complicated, with skeletons, zombies, ghosts, ghouls... More than a dozen undead creatures are refined and controlled. A highly skilled undead magician, if his character is not good, will cause great harm, so it is banned!

  Oscar has read the notes and is enough to make a judgment.

  This warlock has mastered the method of making zombies in the Undead Magic System, but it is not a complete zombie making technique. Although zombie refining is a branch of the Undead Magic System, there are about 90 types of zombies, including ordinary zombies, corpse witches, corpse demons, corpse kings... This person only masters one of them, the most common zombie refining method. Therefore, he cannot be regarded as a death warlock. It is just a coincidence that he has touched the tip of the iceberg of the death magic! However, the entire death magic system was established seven or eight thousand years later. People in this era who know a little bit of death magic are definitely rare! The one-eyed man was a little impatient, "Did you see anything?"

  "No! It's totally wrong!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "This death spell has flaws." Oscar kept recording on the parchment, his expression became strange, and he raised his head and said: "This person's corpse refining part is relatively rough, but it's still passable, but the control part is completely wrong. The magician connects the spirit with the undead creatures, which is a very fatal flaw, and it will definitely cause serious and terrible consequences."

  "Will he die?"

  "That won't happen, but the person who is killed and made into a dead demon will definitely have negative emotions of hatred and resentment. This magician did not find a better way to control, but directly connected himself with the dead demon. He will suffer unimaginable torture and will be affected by the dead demon, thus becoming extreme, evil, cruel, jealous, selfish, and seriously distorted in personality. If time passes, he will become something that is neither human nor ghost."

  People with a little common sense should not make such mistakes, but the times and knowledge are too backward, so such serious flaws will occur.

  In this way, the characteristics are obvious. After years of being eroded by the power of the dead demons, not only will his temperament become morbid, but his appearance will also undergo great changes. The appearance of this warlock must be different from that of a normal person.

  If this person appears in Baisong Town, it must be easy to identify and find him.

  One-eyed was about to speak.

  Suddenly, there was a fierce fight outside!

  The mercenary shouted: "One-eyed boss, come out quickly! Something is happening!"

  "Oh no, have we been discovered?" One-eyed was startled and immediately pulled: "Go!"

  In the forest, more than a dozen burly figures suddenly appeared. They were tall and wore metal mail armor. Their heads were tightly wrapped in black cloth, and their mouths, noses and eyes were covered. However, they found the hidden mercenaries and attacked them as if they had predicted the future.

  "Be careful, this is the weirdo that Tie Niu encountered!"

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  "Humph, I want to see what's so powerful about this guy!"

  Holding a steel shield in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, he went forward.

  The mercenary wielded his sword like the wind, slashing three times in a row. The blade slashed against the metal armor, making a harsh friction sound and leaving a series of cuts, but it could not effectively hurt the opponent.

  Wearing metal armor in this weather?

  What kind of guy is this!

  Seeing this, the mercenary pretended to attack, and the zombie moved stiffly and pounced forward directly. The mercenary retracted his move, and the demon dodged, and the zombie's claws tore off a large piece of solid bark.

  "Kill!"

  The mercenary took the opportunity to condense his true energy, and the sword tip glowed faintly, and slashed heavily on the zombie's shoulder. This time, the blade directly cut through the metal armor, and with a bang, it deeply embedded in the zombie's shoulder. The mercenary felt something was wrong, as if he had chopped on a rock, and it didn't look like a flesh and blood body at all.

  What a hard body!

  Could it be that the body was strengthened with true energy?

  The zombie felt no pain and turned back and pounced. The mercenary blocked the attack with a steel shield, and the whole person was thrown into the snow. The long sword was embedded in the zombie's shoulder, and he didn't pull it out!

  The steel shield was dented.

  What a great force!

  The zombie didn't stop for a moment and rushed to kill again. The mercenary pulled out the dagger in his combat boots, spun a circle, held it in his hand, and rolled away suddenly. While avoiding the attack, he swung a knife and cut the opponent's Achilles tendon.

  Bang!

  The zombie's heavy body fell to the ground.

  The mercenary slapped the ground, flew into the air, and rode directly on it. The dagger stabbed the neck several times, and each stab was infused with true energy. When piercing the neck, the true energy would cause secondary damage.

  The zombie was not hurt at all, as if it was equipped with a spring, and suddenly jumped up and hit the mercenary against the tree.

  "Damn it! Why can't I kill it!"

  The mercenary stabbed the zombie in the face, and the black cloth was cut open, revealing a dark blue dead face. The mercenary bit through the mercenary's shoulder armor and tore off a piece of flesh. The mercenary screamed, circulated his true energy, and kicked the zombie's kneecap hard, breaking it and falling to the ground again.

  "Ah!"

  Another mercenary rushed up, jumped into the air, stepped on a tree branch, and pounced forward with the force. He pierced the zombie's hard body with a sword and nailed it to the ground. He threw away the sword, rolled on the ground and came to his companion, dragging him while shouting and retreating.

  More than a dozen figures emerged from the woods, and the mercenary archers drew their bows and shot arrows one by one. Each arrow was strengthened by true energy and was enough to penetrate gold and crush stones. The zombie took a step back after being shot, and immediately continued to walk as if nothing had happened. It was completely unkillable.

  The zombies were stiff in movement, but their speed was not slow, and they surrounded them from all directions.

  One-Eye and Oscar left the hut amid the mercenary's shouts. When One-Eye saw the hut surrounded by zombies, he immediately showed a fierce look, "Stupid, don't fight them, retreat!"

  Two zombies were about to catch up with the wounded mercenary!

  One-Eye held the long knife in reverse, the blade glowed faintly, and he threw it with his hand, as fast as a meteor, accurately hitting the zombie a hundred meters away, just like piercing a piece of tofu, passing through the zombie's body, carrying this zombie's body, and hitting the second zombie. The two zombies were skewered by a knife and fell to the ground, their limbs entangled and twisted, unable to stand up.

  The mercenary dragged his injured companion to him, "He was bitten by a weirdo!"

  "Damn weirdo! Do you have a brain? Zombies, it's a zombie!"

  Oscar went up to check the wound, and the corpse poison began to infect, but the situation was not serious. He pulled out a fluorescent tree potion from his belt and asked him to drink it. A dozen zombies ran out of the woods, some of them had five or six arrows stuck in them, and they were fine.

  A strong corpse odor came to his nose.

  The one-eyed man drew a long knife from his waist again: "Let's fight them!"

  "No need to take risks, I have a way!" Oscar began to chant the spell, cast the 9th-ring apprentice spell [Evil Abjuration], waved his hand to sprinkle a layer of faint light, condensed and not dispersed, filling the door, "Stay in the house, don't come out!"

  The zombies seemed to be blinded by the faint light, just circling around, but did not attack, ignoring several people.

  The mercenary widened his eyes: "What's wrong with them?"

  Oscar explained: "The light spell of evil abjuration is only effective for low-level dead demons, and they can't feel our presence in a short time." At this point, he took out a talisman from his talisman pocket, "Fortunately, I am well prepared, otherwise I would be in trouble!"

  Oscar silently chanted the spell, suddenly activated it, the talisman burned, and instantly burned to ashes, a force was released, condensed into a glowing arrow.

  The speed of the light arrow was far inferior to that of the mercenary's arrow, and its power did not seem very strong, but the moment it hit the zombie, the entire light arrow entered the zombie's body. With a shrill howl, the zombie fell straight to the ground, and gray mist came out of its mouth, nose and eyes, turning into a motionless corpse again.

  "What the hell is this spell? How can it be so useful!"

  "Light spells are specifically used to defeat undead demons. If used against living things, the effect is weak."

  Oscar directly activated 6 light arrow talismans, 1 missed, 5 hit, and all the zombies hit were destroyed.

  Seeing Oscar stop, the one-eyed man said anxiously, "Why not! Keep going!"

  Oscar was pale and sweaty as he said, "It's easy to say. I'm just an apprentice. Although I use talismans to cast spells, it will also consume mana, and the talisman activation spell has been used up. There are 30 seconds left for the evil-avoiding spell. There are still 7 zombies here. You can do whatever you want."

  "How to fight?"

  "Cut off their heads and they will lose their ability to move. Or pierce the skull and use strong enough true energy to destroy the soul fire, so that they can be eliminated."

  "Bring the bow!"

  The one-eyed man took the ox-horn bow, pulled the bowstring, gathered his energy for two seconds, and basically didn't aim, and raised his hand to shoot an arrow.

  Whoosh!

  The arrow shot into the eye socket and drilled out from the back of the zombie's head. The huge force carried the body two meters away and fell heavily to the ground. The one-eyed man was old, but his true energy was still strong. When the arrow passed through the skull, it was enough to dispel the soul fire.

  "Haha, it's not that difficult!"

  One-Eye shot arrows continuously, and the zombies fell to the ground one by one.

  Oscar said: "Don't get carried away, they are just a few watchdogs, and the master happened to be away, otherwise would you still be alive?"

  The warlock could refine zombies, and in large numbers, so his cultivation must be strong, at least at the same level as Zhao Pu, or even stronger. If the other party was not at home, the six people would simply die here!

  Oscar felt uneasy, and this swing might cause big trouble!

  "We can't stay here for long, burn the house! Let's go!"

  The mercenary unscrewed the wine jug, and the strong wine was scattered everywhere.

  Oscar chanted the spell, condensed the remaining mana, and cast a 6-ring fire bomb spell. The whole cabin was on fire. The six people picked up the fallen weapons, took the notes, spell books and other evidence in the study, and immediately left the woods.