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Chapter 543 - 543 543 The Dead Come Back to Life

543: Chapter 543: The Dead Come Back to Life 543: Chapter 543: The Dead Come Back to Life “Master, we have arrived,” the guide stopped at a warehouse door, his voice trembling slightly.

It seemed that this man knew all too well what lay inside.

“Stay at the door and let no one come near.

I will need several days.

Remember, until I come out, no one is to enter and disturb me, and there’s no need to bring food,” Zhao Guang commanded.

“As you command, master,” the man quickly bowed and then stood respectfully at the door.

He knew very well the terrifying punishment that awaited those who disobeyed.

After such a long time, these people had been thoroughly molded by the slave contract into true slaves.

Zhao Guang nodded slightly, then walked in without looking back.

Although he had not yet entered, the stench of death and blood already wafted out.

Indeed, he was going to use corpses this time.

Inside the warehouse, corpses were already laid out, all of whom had died during the day’s battles.

Of course, some had died on the battlefield, and others had died elsewhere.

Those with massive wounds were ones he had created himself, while those with bullet holes had been shot to death.

There were also some with shattered skulls, which were unsuitable for use except as a source for assisting in the process.

Zhao Guang took out a Micro Magic Domain Crystal Stone, transforming the surroundings into an environment suitable for magic creatures.

Then, he opened a box, a Magic Treasure Box, although this time it was not filled with Elemental Magic.

A thick death energy in a grey-black color was released and instantly bound by Zhao Guang.

With the help of this death energy, the surrounding corpses also began to change, emanating an ever richer death energy.

Corpses, inherently, are the best breeding grounds for creating death energy.

In this world, however, it couldn’t be stimulated on its own.

Zhao Guang utilized the Micro Magic Domain along with his magic techniques to activate this power.

Only with this power could the Undead Magic be employed.

With Zhao Guang’s path of pure Spiritual Power, as long as he could decode the spell, he could use any spell.

However, the driving force needed to be prepared separately, as he still couldn’t mimic these forces on his own.

This is why, in theory, a pure Spiritual Mage could use any spell, but in practice, could not employ Divine Arts, because such Divine Power doesn’t exist in nature.

In Zhao Guang’s hands, a Magic Array unfolded, controlling the undead.

When the power was released, the corpses began to move.

Yet, Zhao Guang did not completely release the spell.

Because if he had released it entirely, all that would have stood up were zombies and skeletons.

Continuing to maintain the spell, Zhao Guang released another advanced spell, Zombie Modification.

Although the spell wasn’t highly ranked, typical Undead Mages wouldn’t learn it.

This spell was simply too troublesome, existing to provide special care to the undead.

The revived corpses looked no different from real living beings.

But if one looked closely, differences could still be discerned.

For instance, the bodies appeared stiffer, and the skin a bit paler.

Their combat abilities did not improve, nor did their performance enhance in any way.

There were even troubles, such as maintaining the zombie’s existence, which required certain food.

If it were pure undead, just a magic environment would suffice; they wouldn’t need any food.

Ironically, learning this spell was much more difficult than other Undead Magic.

If not for Zhao Guang’s special needs, he would have never used this spell.

Upon releasing the spell, a huge Magic Array blossomed in the air.

The consumption was not significant, and the death energy was sufficient, but the modification was not quick.

For this, additional materials were necessary, animal blood being the simplest but most abundant.

Other materials, many not available on Earth, were prepared by Zhao Guang in his own domain to bring back.

The lengthy modification process followed, during which the wounds on the corpses gradually disappeared.

“I should have been lighter-handed from the start,” Zhao Guang mused, looking at the massive wounds, somewhat at a loss.

The larger the wounds, the longer the recovery time.

Thus, Zhao Guang and the corpses spent a full three days together, until the modification was complete.

“Finally, it’s done.

No wonder normal people don’t like being Undead Mages or even like Undead Mages.

Dealing with corpses isn’t something inherently enjoyable,” Zhao Guang complained while waving his hand, causing the corpses to stand up one by one.

Those with shattered heads or severely broken bodies did not stand up; they were used to provide material for death energy.

Now, they had truly become mere corpses.

The ones that stood up seemed alive, but in reality, they possessed incredibly dull and cold gazes.

Standing still, they might seem somewhat normal, but once they moved, they resembled a group of robots, their movements quite rigid.

“Never mind, they are just low-level undead after all.

Having performance this good isn’t bad.

High-level undead couldn’t survive on Earth anyway, maintaining them with the Magic Treasure Box would be too costly,” Zhao Guang muttered, shaking his head as he took out a black skeleton head, a special tool he had previously crafted.

This was a kind of Undead Alchemy that he could easily produce with his abilities.

All control was transferred to the skeleton head, and then he just needed to set the regulations.

“This gives me some inspiration, further modifications of the slave contract might benefit from these,” Zhao Guang mused as he transferred control.

After spending three days inside, the warehouse finally showed signs of activity.

The people guarding the outside had changed several times, all of them the most loyal ones.

They didn’t understand why, despite the hot weather, they always felt a chill emanating from this place.

That day, there finally was commotion.

“Master, you…” Just as he heard someone coming out, the person at the door wanted to speak, but the next moment he sensed something was wrong.

The one coming out wasn’t his master, but a person with an indifferent face and stiff body.

Not just one person, but many following behind.

The appearance of these people, honestly speaking, they could act as zombies in a movie without any need for makeup.

With their expression and movements combined with the ragged, blood-stained clothes, they were like a live version of cinematic zombies.

Wait, something’s wrong.

That person looked familiar, wasn’t that one of the dead bodies they dragged in?

How could the dead come back to life?

The person guarding the door became immensely frightened.

The resurrection of the dead, could there be anything more terrifying?

Moreover, this wasn’t a normal resurrection; even after coming back, they were still just dead.

At that moment, they felt a bone-chilling cold.