Chapter 135 Creating a new undead creature, the Death Weaver!
"You don't need to know too much about 'evil', Deya. If you know about it now, it will have an impact on you."

Mavis chuckled, "...Even if the wall collapses, the tall people will be hit first, and the higher-level mages will handle the situation.

If all evil things require a fourth-ring mage like you to take action, then I'm afraid the Nine Rings Tower will be destroyed."

Deya raised his eyebrows and said, "I always feel that you said this on purpose, implying that I am weak.

Is it because I disliked you before, an eighth-ring mage, for being able to become the master of the White Tower?"

"Deya, you think too much. I'm not that stingy."

"The more you say that, the more I doubt it. I even doubt whether what you said about your way of thinking being closer to that of a man is true. You are a little too petty."

"..."

Mavis seemed unwilling to pay attention to Deya.

Her temperament changed immediately, the part of her as a witch disappeared, and the part of her as the Saint of Destiny returned.

The faint smile on Mavis's face disappeared, and her emerald eyes stared at Deya with disgust and disdain, as if Deya was a disgusting maggot crawling on the ground.

"Necromancer, you still smell so rancid and disgusting."

Mavis is a person who never gives up easily.

Or maybe it was because she knew that Deya and the others couldn't really kill her, and even as a punishment it wouldn't cause any harm to her body.

Therefore, the high elves are very bold and like to use all kinds of vicious language to satirize, as if only in this way can they vent their inner dissatisfaction.

But in Deya's opinion, this is the nature of a child.

Mavis is not very old, only about 130 years old this year. According to human conversion, she is only 14 or 15 years old, which is the most rebellious age during adolescence.

Deya subconsciously smelled his cuffs and thought he really smelled rotten.

But that shouldn't be the case. Even if I'm often around rotting corpses, there shouldn't be any smell.

The smell of the cuffs is very refreshing, a floral scent of Alchemy Products laundry detergent.

Deya stepped forward and covered Mavis's mouth and nose with his sleeves, and said with a smile: "Since it stinks so much, then you should smell it more."

Mavis, who couldn't breathe, struggled hard: "Ugh... let go... of your hand!"

Mavis's white little feet pressed hard against Deya's calves, but it didn't hurt at all.

It was not until Deya realized that she had actually opened her mouth and wanted to bite him that he let go of her hand.

Mavis was panting, her pointed ears trembling, and her palm-sized face was completely red.

She glared at Deya fiercely and spat, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands that often touch corpses."

"You hate necromancers?"

"Who would like a guy who would be around corpses every day?"

"You're right."

Deya nodded happily, agreeing with Mavis.

At the beginning, Deya was also reluctant about being a necromancer.

Few normal people like to come into contact with corpses.

But slowly, Deya's thoughts changed.

It’s not that he had some strange fetish for corpses, but the pleasure he felt from the increase in power he gained while studying the corpses and necromancy.

The joy of success and the increase of strength make people feel happier than the relationship between men and women.

"but."

Deya changed the subject: "...I am a necromancer after all, you have to stay with me for a long time to come.

In order to help you get used to my identity, I will let a zombie stay with you tonight."

"what?!"

Mavis' body froze, her emerald eyes widened, and she said in disbelief.

"Don't worry, I'll find you a female zombie that's not that badly damaged, so it won't be too difficult for you."

Deya snapped his fingers, and a mist rose behind him, from which three female zombies crawled out.

Those zombies were indeed not that rotten. At most, they were missing half of their heads and were covered in pus.

The three zombies stretched their arms out towards Mavis and stumbled towards her, as if shouting 'choose me'.

Mavis subconsciously wanted to use her weapons and magic to smash the three zombies.

But her power had no effect.

Only then did she remember that because of the contract, she could not use her power at will, and could only do so with Deya's consent.

Mavis screamed and backed away into a corner, looking no different from a powerless elf girl.

No wonder Patricia always liked to bully her. Her life had almost become just eating, sleeping, and beating Mavis.

She is really talkative and has no sense of self-control.

Deya didn't bother to pay attention to her. He walked up to Patricia, picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip.

The witch lady who was meditating with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes. She said to Mavis in a cold voice, "The water is cold. Go and heat up another kettle."

Mavis was trapped in a corner, shivering as the zombies grabbed her body with their hands, causing goose bumps all over her body.

After hearing Lamia's words, she shuddered and woke up as if from a dream.

"I'm going right now!"

She held her head and squeezed out from the gap between the zombies at an unprecedented speed, then trotted barefoot to pick up the plate.

Mavis had never felt that labor was such a joyful thing as she did at that moment.

Deya looked at Mavis's back as she ran away. He asked, "Patricia, what did you say you wanted to tell me? Do you know who you are?"

Patricia shook her head: "My memory is still confused."

"But I see that you are in much better spirits."

Deya examined the puppet carefully: "...You were talking nonsense before, and you looked like you were mentally ill."

Patricia pursed her lips, floated to Deya, grabbed his hair a few times, as if in revenge, and said unhappily: "You are the one who is mentally ill."

After a pause, she continued, “…I also knew that my previous state was not right, and I didn’t bother to care about the chaotic memories in my mind.

As your strength increases, my power also grows, and those memories are no longer fragmented.

I suspect that as your strength grows, all my messed up memories should be able to be restored."

After saying that, she flew back to her original position.

"You don't seem to be afraid at all that you might be replaced one day."

"Whether I am the daughter of the Mother Goddess or I am the one who helped the Mother Goddess to be resurrected, I will be happy. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Seeing that the person involved didn't care whether he became a victim of someone else's resurrection, Deya didn't say much.

If Patricia was afraid of being replaced and asked him for help, Deya would consider it.

But since Patricia herself doesn't care, Deya won't bother.

"With your promotion to the fourth ring, I have gained some more memories, and they are very important memories."

"What memory?" "Deya, haven't you been worrying about how to make your undead creatures gain mythical power?"

Deya nodded slowly.

He did not expect all undead creatures to obtain mythical power, that was not reliable.

But he hopes that his undead creatures with heroic templates can obtain the true power of the sixth and seventh rings.

Otherwise, the upper limit of the Scourge of the Undead is limited.

"I seem to have some knowledge about this in my memory, but you have to go to a certain place. My instinct tells me that once you get there, you will get the power you want, and I will also recover more of my memories."

"Where?"

"The Third Church of the Morning Sun in Sussettany."

Hearing this name, Deya's heart was shocked.

'The Third Church'. Judging from the name, this should not be the most important church of the Dawn Church. In theory, the security should not be the most stringent.

But the 'Third Church' is a very special place, it is the venue for the decisive battle with the final BOSS of the first version of the game, Kirkadi II!

'The Third Church still holds some secrets?'

It’s not that Deya doesn’t know all the information about the Third Church, but it’s not mentioned in the game at all.

This is just like digging a pit. As an online game, in order to make the game operate longer, pits are generally dug in advance, and then these dug pits can be used to introduce new plots.

When Deya traveled through time, the game was only at the fifth version, and not all the secrets of this world had been discovered.

'But from all accounts, the biggest secret is actually hidden on this continental island.'

'It's strange that this continental island prohibits promotion to the eighth ring.'

'And all the bosses in the game are more or less strongly related to this place.'

Deya's mind raced, and he asked in a deep voice, "Patricia, what is hidden in the Third Church of Dawn?"

Miss Doll shook her head: "I don't know, I can't recall the details, I may only know when I get there.

What, is there something wrong with that third church?"

Patricia actually wanted Deya to take her directly to the third church, but seeing Deya's solemn expression, she hesitated.

"Since you know that there are secrets hidden there, do you think this third church will be dangerous?"

When Patricia heard this, she thought so too.

"In that case, let's take a long-term view," she said.

Deya nodded slowly.

Now it seems that all the secrets of Kirkadi II should also be hidden in that church.

For example, how Kirkadi II completed the "oracle" and made all the believers of the Church of Dawn believe that it was the will of the Goddess that he could become the Pope.

If you want to know all the secrets, the most important thing is to make yourself stronger!
……

In the following days, Deya began to devote himself to the study of magic.

Using the power of the Witch of Wish, he reached the fourth ring, and there were ten more public levels that needed to be upgraded.

To improve the public level, one needs to study the "School of Necromancer".

In addition, because of the 'Necromancy Expertise', Deya can now use fifth-level spells of the Necromancer school.

This meant that he had too many spells to start learning.

As the number of levels increases, it takes more and more time to learn spells, and the difficulty of learning becomes greater and greater.

Even with the help of the panel, it would take Deya several days of hard work to learn a fifth-ring spell.

And this is just learning this spell. If you want to upgrade the level of this spell and use it proficiently, you need crazy skills.

No wonder in the past games, everyone said that even if the game was shut down, you would not be able to practice all the spells to the maximum level.

It's really too much!

And learning spells in real life is more difficult than in the game.

But even so, the witch Mavis was amazed at the speed at which Deya learned magic.

He even tempted Deya and asked him if he wanted to be his disciple.

In response to this, Deya said, I learned the spells of the school of enchantment, and then went around enchanting people?

Besides, Mavis is so beautiful. In terms of appearance alone, she is the most beautiful woman Deya has ever met.

If she really became his teacher, I guess all Deya would think about every day is how to be a rebellious disciple.

Although she didn't seem to mind being rushed...

An empty room, which is Deya's laboratory.

Deya built a large negative energy pool here, using [Beyond Death] as the source of the negative energy pool.

The negative energy pool has a lifespan. As time goes by, the energy it can communicate to the negative energy space will become less and less.

But [Beyond Death] does not have this problem.

In Deya's opinion, the forbidden artifact [Beyond Death] is essentially a permanent fixture that has opened up the negative energy space, so its negative energy is infinite.

As a fourth-ring necromancer, even with expertise in necromancy, Deya should not be able to create a sixth-ring undead creature.

But there is a saying that goes "Great strength can make bricks fly" and "Great strength can make miracles happen."

With the powerful gift of negative energy, Deya created a new type of undead creature.

This is a new type of six-ring undead created by Deya based on the 'Phase Spider Queen' and the corpses of various extraordinary professionals.

【Death Weaver (Sixth Ring)】

[Large Undead]

[This is an undead skeleton created by summoning the Phase Spider Queen with an unholy necromancy spell. The caster bound the corpses of extraordinary professionals to it, and together they formed an undead monster, like a spider's nest]

[Skills: Phase Shift, Insect Swarm, Toxin, Web Weaving]

What appeared in front of Deya was an extra-large spider.

Its body was rotting and covered with moving tumors; its appearance alone was enough to scare someone to death.

These active tumors are constantly moving on the spider's body surface. When needed, the tumor breaks and thousands of small spiders will spray out from the tumor like flowing blood.

Deya admired his creation in front of him.

Damn, the Necromancer really can’t create anything good looking.

Even for Deya, who has normal aesthetic taste, the undead creatures he created are all more terrifying and disgusting than the last.

Relatively conventional undead creatures like the Death Knight and Bone Dragon are surprisingly the coolest!
Watching his 'public experience value' rising rapidly, Deya thought that this big spider was quite beautiful.

Densely swarmed small spiders were wandering around Deya.

In the past, Deya would probably have been frightened to death upon seeing this scene.

But now he feels at ease

Because the emotions conveyed by those little spiders are all obedience and worship towards him.

(End of this chapter)