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Dark Warrior Lampard

A red demonic moon hung in the dusky sky.

" So this is the Underworld. The atmosphere is really terrifying. The other children would probably be frightened when they enter the Underworld for the first time." Jason thought.

His current form was a ball of ghost fire.

This was the effect of the magic array. It wrapped a portion of the Necromancer's soul with the power of death and sent it to the Underworld as a soul after death through the unique mechanism of the Underworld. Of course, this magic array also had the function of preventing the Necromancer from being treated as a wandering soul and turning into an undead.

Jason recalled the plot of the original novel and suspected that the training process of human necromancers should be related to the Heart of the Underworld in the hands of the Death Master. After all, that treasure controlled the reincarnation of souls.

However, his first task now was to find a suitable undead to contract with.

The process of forming a contract with the undead was similar to the " contract of equals " between humans and magical beasts. A necromancer's soul would emit a spiritual aura, and the surrounding undead that were close to this aura would automatically form a contract with the necromancer. The method of signing the contract had already been instilled into the soul fire of every undead by the Death Master God.

Furthermore, this contract would also take up a slot for humans to contract magical beasts. Humans could only contract three magical beasts at most, and necromancers could only contract two at most, unless they reached the Sanctuary-realm and terminated their contract with the undead.

While thinking, Jason controlled his new body to move forward.

Along the way, he emitted the aura of death, trying to summon the surrounding undead.

But in fact, none of the undead cared about Jason at all. They were all busy fighting and devouring. This was the instinct of the undead. They instinctively devoured the soul fire of other undead in an attempt to become stronger.

When a grade-7 spirit reached the next level, it would awaken basic intelligence. The intelligence of a grade-9 spirit was no different from that of a human.

After about an hour, Jason found a target that he liked.

Standing not far from Jason was a bone sword in its hand, absorbing the three skeletons it had defeated.

Jason did not take a fancy to it because of how strong it was, but because of the fighting instinct it displayed during the battle.

Although Undead creatures would forget their memories when they were alive, some of their instincts could be retained after coming to the Underworld. It could be seen that this undead was at least an expert who had grown up in battle when it was alive. Its combat skills were very high, and it should still remember some martial arts techniques.

Martial arts were an important method for warriors before the Saint-level to increase their strength. Although they were only low-level techniques for using strength, not everyone could be like Linley, who had comprehended 'Lifting Heavy as if it was Light',' Force 'or even the profound mysteries of the martial arts before the Saint-level. Martial arts were still very important.

The combat techniques of this undead had already become part of its combat instincts. This was an important factor that would affect one's strength before one reached the Saint-level and comprehended the profound mysteries.

Jason took the initiative to float in front of the skeleton and sent out a soul wave inviting the establishment of a soul contract. This could increase the chances of the contract.

The skeleton, which was absorbing souls, was very angry when it was disturbed. It waved the bone sword in its hand and scattered the ghost fire that Jason had turned into.

Alright, the talented undead did not take a fancy to Jason.

Jason, whose consciousness was forced back into his body, sighed. This result was very normal. After all, low-level undead had low intelligence and were difficult to communicate with. It was normal to try many times to establish a contract with an undead for the first time.

As for the fact that the ghost fire of a death mage would not cause any damage to the soul of the main body after being dispersed, only a Saint-level undead could harm the soul within the ghost fire.

--

"It's normal to fail the first time. Try harder after you recover. A servant will send food over in the next few days." Seeing Jason wake up, Stuzman comforted him a little.

Jason knew that this teacher was not a bad person, but he had a strange temper, especially since he was from the Rhine family like Jason and the others. As long as they did not provoke him, it would be fine.

--

Under the illumination of the crimson moon in the Underworld, Jason, who had turned into a ghost fire, observed a level-3 undead not far away, a dark warrior.

This was his fourth time communicating with the Underworld. The second time, he was teleported into a group of middle-level zombies and was immediately defeated, and the third time, he had no choice but to return to his body because he could not find a suitable undead for a long time.

The Dark Warrior was an evolved skeleton.

Ordinary skeletons could evolve into iron-boned skeletons that specialized in close combat or dark warriors that could cultivate both magic and martial arts. The Iron Skeleton could evolve into a Bronze Skeleton, Silver Skeleton, Gold Skeleton, and even a Diamond Skeleton as it grew stronger. The Dark Warrior could cultivate to the Sanctuary-realm without much change in form. When he broke through to level-seven, he could also transform into a Black Knight who lived in groups. Regardless of whether the Dark Knight or the Dark Warrior cultivated both magic and martial arts, there was not much difference in talent.

The reason why the dark warrior in front of him attracted Jason's attention was mainly because he had released fire and earth combat qi during the battle.

Generally speaking, humanoid creatures that had relatively high magic affinity but could not become mages for various reasons could only evolve into dark warriors after becoming skeletons. Moreover, the higher the affinity, the earlier it would take to transform into a dark warrior. If the affinity was too low, the skeleton would have to wait until it reached level six before it had the chance to become a dark warrior.

The dark warrior that Jason saw was only level three, and its elemental affinity should be superior.

By the way, other than necromancers, all human mages would turn into zombies in the Underworld after they died, which was the group that Jason saw the second time. Zombies would only gradually awaken their magic after reaching level seven. Before that, they could only engage in close combat.

Only creatures with an affinity for death, whose souls were favored by the Underworld after death, could transform into ghosts that could cast magic from the beginning and weaken physical attacks to a certain extent. They could even evolve into liches later.

Jason had fought with the undead a few times before, so he knew not to disturb them when they were absorbing the enemy's soul. Therefore, after the dark warrior finished eating, Jason floated to a place not far away from him, gradually releasing his goodwill and asking to sign a soul contract with him.

As an evolved skeleton, even though the dark warrior was only at level three, his intelligence was slightly better than skeletons of the same level. After seeing Jason, the Dark Knight seemed to be really thinking.

The ghost fire that Jason had turned into could not be absorbed by the Undead creatures, and naturally, it would not make the other party have the desire to attack. The previous few times it was scattered was purely the instinct of the Undead.

Jason's current soul strength was only at level one, which was weaker than the dark warrior in front of him. This would reduce the success rate of the contract, but it was not easy for him to meet such a talented undead, so Jason was prepared to take a gamble.

The Dark Knight's thoughts did not last long. He released a soul wave toward Jason that agreed to the contract.

Jason naturally wouldn't refuse, and the will-o'-the-wisps went forward and stuck to the Dark Knight's head. A magic rune flashed, and Jason turned into a ghost fire and entered the dark warrior's head.

Changing his line of sight, Jason found that he could observe the outside world through the perspective of the dark warrior and could communicate with the dark warrior.

" I'm Jason," Jason tried to say to the Dark Knight." What's yours?"

The Dark Knight thought for a long time before replying,"Lampard."

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