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nFrederick’s heart ached when he saw this.

nHe was still in his soul state. He had secretly hinted to Joelson that he wanted to have a new body.

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nJoelson nodded and agreed.

nHowever, because of Hades’ existence, Frederick still hadn’t obtained even the most tattered skeleton.

nAs soon as an undead appeared, Hades would immediately rush forward and suck on the undead’s soul consciousness. Then, he would tear the undead’s body into pieces like a toy.

nFrederick really wanted to cry.

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n“Hades, come back.”

nJoelson waved at the little undead dragon. The little undead dragon flew back and turned its head intimately in front of Joelson.

nThen he shot out like an arrow and disappeared into the mist.

nHe looked like a child who hadn’t grown up yet.

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nJoelson shook his head with a smile, turned his attention to Frederick, and said in a low voice, “You can continue to talk about the necromancy you mentioned last time.”

nFrederick quickly pulled himself together and focused on teaching Joelson about necromancy.

nIn another fog in the swamp of the dead.

nA group of adventurers was experiencing a fear that they had never experienced before.

nThe slow-witted undead walked out of the fog, and the knight’s longsword in the tier 7 adventurer’s hand burst out with a rich aura of light.

nEach swing could chop an undead into bone fragments.

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nHowever, his pale face did not relax at all. Instead, it was mixed with a trace of fear.

nThere seemed to be something extremely terrifying hidden in the surrounding fog, causing him to look around in fear.

n“Ah!”

nHis companion’s scream came from behind him.

nThe adventurer’s face was even paler. He could no longer care about anything else. He randomly split open the low-level undead blocking his way and hurriedly ran forward.

nSuddenly, his footsteps stopped.

nA strange and ferocious figure slowly appeared in the fog.

nHe turned around and saw the same thing behind him.

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nA pale-faced middle-aged man with sunken cheeks walked up to him.

nBeside the man were tall and ugly ape spirits.

nThey were refined from the corpses of eighth-tier mountain gorilla magical beasts. Under the corrosion of the aura of death, their skeletons became even harder, retaining strength comparable to that of an eighth-tier.

nIt was unknown where the Necromancer came from, but he actually had four gorilla wraiths.

nThe fear in the seventh-tier adventurer’s heart had already accumulated to the limit.

nHe shouted loudly, mustering all his courage, and raised his long sword high up to break through in the direction of the man.

nThe Necromancer raised his hand without any expression on his face.

nThe adventurer’s vision went black.

nIt was the blindness spell.

nHe was panicking when he suddenly heard the sound of a huge gust of wind.

nHis limbs were grabbed by strong hands.

nRip!

nThe poor adventurer was torn into pieces by a few ape spirits.

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nThe Necromancer had a cruel and satisfied expression on his face.

nHe walked forward and his hand emitted a black light. A shadow slowly rose from the adventurer’s body, revealing a face with a frightened expression.

nThis was the soul of a living being.

nIt was the best delicacy for the necromancer.

nBefore this, he had already eaten the souls of several tier 6 and tier 7 adventurers.

nThis was the last dessert of the feast.

nCrack crack crack!

nThe Necromancer was suddenly shocked, and he suddenly turned his head to look.

nHe only saw a strange undead creature looking at everything curiously from afar.

nThe Necromancer and the undead creature looked at each other for a long time.

nHe suddenly realized.

nIt seemed to be a death dragon!

nThe more he looked at it, the more it looked like one.

nThe Necromancer’s eyes shone with surprise, and he was so excited that he almost trembled.

nDeath dragon!

nTo the Necromancer, it was like a giant dragon being a pet to an ordinary mage.

nIf he could have a death dragon as his summoned creature, he would definitely become the greatest Necromancer in the history of the central continent!

n“Catch him!”

nThe undead mage did not even enjoy the soul of the level-7 adventurer he had just extracted. He hurriedly gave the gorilla spirit the order to capture the undead dragon.

nThe giant gorilla spirit quickly rushed towards Hades.

nHades was shocked and immediately turned into a gray light to escape.

n“The first step is to use your consciousness to connect to the Underworld. Then, find the undead creature that is willing to form a contract with you and summon it.”

n“Soul waves are very important. If your soul waves happen to be very compatible with an undead creature, you can easily gain its favor and summon it without any effort. It is rumored that there is a tier 1 Necromancer who summoned the Skeleton King because the lucky tier 1 Necromancer’s soul waves happen to be compatible with the Skeleton King.”

n“If there is no way to find such undead creatures, we can use our spiritual power to make them submit. However, usually, undead creatures that use this method to form a contract will not be too strong.”

n“Because our consciousness passes through the Underworld, our spiritual power will be greatly weakened. Saint-level mages in the Underworld may only have the spiritual power of a tier 9 or even tier 8 mage. The stronger the undead, the stronger their soul flames will be. Therefore, they will not be easily subdued.”

n“Master is a tier 9 mage. His spiritual power should only be at tier 6 to tier 7 after passing through the Underworld. As long as he summons a tier 6 skeleton soldier leader for the first time, he will be considered very impressive.”

nFrederick explained the method of summoning undead creatures to Joelson while flattering him without leaving any traces.

nJoelson nodded and tried the method taught by Frederick.

nThe first step was to sense the existence of the Underworld.

nPerhaps because of Hades, Joelson could easily do this.

nThe Underworld was a special plane between the illusory and the real.

nIt floated between countless universe planes, taking in the wandering souls without masters.

nJoelson closed his eyes as if he had come to a gray world.

nThe sky was always filled with dense dark clouds, without the existence of the Sun, Moon, and stars.

nHis consciousness was high in the Underworld, overlooking the land of the Underworld. Everywhere was gray land and swamps, and every place was filled with the aura of death. There were endless mountains of bones.

nThere were countless skeletons and undead on the ground. They walked slowly, heading in the same direction for eternity.

nJoelson controlled his body to float down slowly.

nHe focused his consciousness on a thin skeleton soldier. This was the lowest level of existence in the Underworld.

nThe green soul flame in the skeleton soldier’s eye sockets flickered when he injected his spiritual power into it. Soon, he connected with Joelson.

nAs long as Joelson was willing, he could summon this skeleton soldier to the central continent at any time.

nBut he was not satisfied.

nHe cut off the link with the skeleton soldier and flew on.

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