2 Chapter 2 Slave's Rope

Seeing this introduction, Francis immediately brightened up.

If this skill was used well, it would be of great help to him! Not to mention how much extra benefits the controlled person could bring to himself, the basic attribute bonus alone would allow him to improve his strength again.

The only limitation of this skill is that you can only control the undead that is lower than your level. Francis looked up at the eye-catching "LV1" above his head and realized that the most important thing was to improve himself.

Inspired by this thought, Francis only felt that his body was filled with infinite strength again, and the tiredness he felt just now was also left behind. He picked up the leg bone again, waved it, and rushed into the group of skeleton soldiers and began to smash it.

With great efforts, the skeleton soldiers fell under Francis's fierce attacks one after another, the experience point in the attribute panel was also accumulating. Finally, after devouring two more ghost fires, the level display on the attribute panel flickered slightly, and then changed to "LV2".

Excellent! Francis was overjoyed.

He had finally upgraded!

After reaching the first grade, Francis felt that his body had some changes compared to before. In addition to feeling that he could move more flexibly, the broken arm that had been broken not long ago had been completely restored, and even the crack at the bone joints had been completely disappeared.

Sure enough, this was the benefit of the upgrade! With a leap of joy, Francis couldn't wait to use the skill he had just acquired -- the Slave's Rope, on a tall skeleton soldier next to him.

The ghost fire in the tall skeleton's eyes flickered for a moment, but nothing changed, and Francis could not feel anything that he could control.

What's going on?

The skill was not wrong. Was it because the skeleton soldier in front of him was too powerful?

It didn't matter. Anyway, the most indispensable thing for him at the moment was the skeleton soldier, just changing another one.

Not far away, there were several tall and strong skeleton soldiers. If he could control them, it would bring him a lot of help.

Thinking of this, Francis transferred the target of the Slave's Rope skill to those skeleton soldier men, but nothing happened. They didn't even feel the movement of Francis and continued to walk forward unconsciously.

The successive failures made Francis' heart a little irritated, but looking at the skeleton soldiers' heads with either level two or level three markings, Francis could only swallow his anger for the time being.

The future is long, let's wait and see!

At this time, Francis felt as if something had hit him. He looked down and found that it was a small skeleton soldier, not as tall as his legs, who had just hit his body, and was now looking up at him in bewilderment.

His skills were useless to those big guys, but he couldn't even handle such a little one, right?

While thinking, Francis casually threw the skill of the Slave's Rope to the skeleton. Unexpectedly, the attribute panel on his head immediately changed.

"The skill was used successfully. Control object: skeleton."

"What? Did I succeed?"

Francis tentatively gave several simple commands to the little skeleton, and the latter completed them all without hesitation.

It seemed that he did control the little skeleton, but where is the promised bonus to his attributes?

When Francis turned his attention to the little skeleton's attribute panel, this question was immediately answered.

It was not that the attributes of the little skeleton did not add up to him, but purely because the basic attributes of the little skeleton are too low!

"Attack: 0, defense: 0, speed: 0.5..." Francis stared blankly at the small, pathetic numbers on the little skeleton attribute panel and didn't know what to say for a while.

LV1

This was too weak! Francis has reason to believe that the reason why the top of this little skeleton is showing "LV1" like the other skeleton soldiers around it is that there is no level lower than one.

He didn't expect his first skill to be wasted on such an oddball! The four skeleton soldiers beside him were also level one, but they seemed to be at least

Wait! Also a level one?

Francis immediately changed his target and walked towards the other skeleton soldier, which was also a level one but looked taller. He used the Slave's Rope once again.

"Warning: insufficient mind to control this skeleton."

Francis was completely dumbfounded.

If he had known this earlier, he would have added all those free attributes to the mind.

It seemed that he had wasted not only the first chance but also the only chance in a short time.

However, the little skeleton didn't seem to realize that his strength was disliked. Since the effects of the Slave's Rope had taken effect, he had followed Francis, as if he had already taken him as his master, but after a few turns his feet were unstable and he sat down on his butt again.

Francis silently watched the little skeleton's silly performance, his heart only felt the desire to cry.

"Seeing that you are so good ......" Francis stretched out his hand and touched the top of the little skeleton's head.

"I'll name you Garbage."

Of course, Garbage didn't understand the meaning of this name, and Francis didn't intend to let him understand.

"Let me see your real strength," Francis said, pointing his finger at the level one skeleton soldiers next to him and giving Garbage the command to attack.

Right now, not only should he improve his strength as soon as possible, but also the strength of Garbage should be increased as soon as possible. Otherwise, not only could he not help him, but also might be a drag on him.

Garbage was very obedient and ran towards the skeleton soldier. The Francis was satisfied with its high degree of obedience.

However, the next action of Garbage made him astonished: only to see Garbage run forward, hug the skeleton soldier's leg, and then open his mouth and bit the other side of the leg bone!

The sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded very loud, but this moderate attack was completely useless!

Francis was silent for a moment. Finally, he picked up the thigh bone on the ground and walked towards the skeleton soldier. He killed the opponent with a blow, and then swallowed the ghost fire in the opponent's eyes.

"See clearly?" Francis pushed the already dead skeleton soldier to the ground, looked at the Garbage, and said, "This is called an attack! Don't go out and embarrass me if you can't learn!"