It turns out that the more you fear something happening, the more likely it is to happen.

Soon, Cassius's command came.

"Orest, transform all the green-footed dragons and snakes present into undead skeletons."

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The lich was silent for a moment, then hesitantly said: "Master, but this consumption is too great, I..."

Although [Myrkul's Skeleton Scepter] has the ability to cast the nine-ring spell [Scourge of the Undead], the transformation of the undead still requires the caster's own power to carry out.

The cost of transforming a super-large creature like the Green-footed Dragon Snake into an undead skeleton is enormous.

And here are the remains of hundreds of green-footed dragon snakes!
If all the green-footed dragon snakes present were transformed into undead creatures, it would be enough to create a terrifying skeleton army, but it would also consume one-third of the soul power he had accumulated over hundreds of years.

What's even more tragic is that the transformed undead will return their souls to the necromancers who summoned them.

As for the undead transformed by the lich - their master can only be Cassius, and he himself is at most a medium of summoning, or even a pitiful sacrifice, and he has no control over or right to absorb these undead.

“No buts.”

"Are you trying to disobey my orders?"

Cassius looked down at the lich, an invisible dragon might descending upon him, and an undisguised threat in his light golden pupils.

Hart, who was standing beside him, also drew out his long knife and put it on the lich's neck: "Lich! Do you want to disobey His Majesty's order?"

"Hurry up and transform His Majesty!"

In the past, the lich would never take a newly born corpse seriously.

But now, under the terrible pressure of the red dragon, Orestes could only tremble in fear, without any other options. He even recalled the scene of the red dragon tearing the earth apart just now, and felt frightened by it.

He tried to convince himself in his heart: "It's just a little soul power. Maybe if I serve this red dragon, I will get more power in the future."

Hart scolded again: "Hurry up! Do you want His Majesty to wait for you?"

Orestes finally lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Of course not, Master. I am just thinking about how to transform the most perfect immortal skeleton for you. This way, I can live up to your earnest expectations."

The red dragon smiled and said, "Oh, that's good enough, let's do it quickly."

“It’s just a necessary sacrifice.”

"This little bit of soul power is nothing."

The lich secretly comforted himself while raising the [Mirkor's Skeleton Scepter] with a rather tragic expression.

This scepter, which was originally used to unleash the Scourge of the Undead in Anzeta and complete the task of sacrificing the soul of Melkor, was taken by the Lich to create an army of undead for the red dragon.

Orestes cried and sang: "I call for your return, you long-forgotten bones."

[Scourge of the Dead]

The skeleton staff flickered with faint light, releasing extremely powerful undead power.

"Click, click"

A subtle sound was heard.

The green-footed dragon snake skeleton on the ground began to tremble continuously, and the broken bones gradually pieced together and gathered together. The surface was filled with mist formed by undead energy, connecting these bones together.

"Rustle, rustle"

It is the sound of bones rubbing against each other and bones rubbing against rocks.

The dragons and snakes made up of bones began to move as they did in life, twisting their bodies and moving as they did in life, with dozens of pairs of bony feet moving rapidly.

In the end, the skeletons of hundreds of green-footed dragon snakes were all transformed into undead skeletons. These behemoths, more than ten meters long, walked on the ground and walls like living creatures, and occasionally entangled themselves clumsily.

"I am your master!"

"Ow—"

When Cassius' will came down, hundreds of skeleton dragons and snakes bowed their heads to the red dragon and let out low and hoarse roars. The scene was quite spectacular.

Unlike intelligent corpse demons, skeleton dragon snakes are pure undead servants with only the most basic instincts.

It is quite ironic that these biological weapons, which were once created by giants and specifically used to fight dragons, have now become weapons of the red dragon.

"Your Majesty, the transformation is over."

The lich's voice sounded particularly weak, and the will-o'-the-wisp fire in his eyes became dim.

Obviously, in order to transform these undead skeletons, he had been drained of a lot of soul energy. "My soul!"

The lich wailed silently in his heart.

"You did very well."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that the legendary storm giant was turned into dust, otherwise I would have pulled him up to work for me."

Cassius sighed with some regret.

Landtar placed all his strength in the "Eye of the Storm King". Once the equipment was taken away, his body would turn into dust due to the loss of power.

However, the storm giant elder thousands of years ago probably did not expect that such an action would save him and prevent him from the tragic fate of being pulled out of his grave to work.

Orestes was terrified when he heard what Cassius said.

Transform a Legendary Storm Giant!
God knows what its soul power must have been drained of! Fortunately, it didn't leave a complete corpse!

The lich secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cassius looked at the skeletons of dragons and snakes with a delighted expression.

These skeleton dragons and snakes are extremely useful. Not only are they excellent combat forces, they can also undertake tasks such as mining and transporting supplies - they are an important foundation for his conquest of the Underdark.

These undead skeletons cannot appear in the daytime, but there is never daytime in the Underdark.

"Marquis Hart."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Cassius stretched out his claws and lightly waved them, pulling out a bone whip from the tip of the skeleton dragon snake's tail and throwing it in front of the corpse demon.

"I grant you control over these skeleton dragons and snakes. They will become your undead army and conquer the Underdark for the Empire."

"Recently, the drow elves have been very dishonest."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift!"

Hart quickly half-knelt down and took it respectfully, his pale face full of ecstasy and ambition.

You know, in addition to obeying their masters, the hearts of creatures like corpses are filled with hatred for the living and a desire to kill, and war is undoubtedly a good way to do that.

"Go ahead, I've arranged everything in advance."

Cassius casually opened a portal leading to Rackman Castle and Dusk Gardens.

There is a portal leading to Dragon Shadow City. This city that once belonged to Mortimer has been completely occupied by him. However, it is still a scorched earth ruin with only some imperial troops stationed there.

In addition to Hart, several generals from the Imperial Military Department were sent there, and even a number of players who had made full plans for the war.

There are not many unified countries in the Underdark. Most of them exist in the form of city-states, families, and villages. Various races and forces are intertwined, which also allows the empire to expand in the underground world.

However, the empire did not want to completely occupy this chaotic place. It just wanted to gain a foothold here, build some outposts, and have a reliable underground position.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"I will show the bastards of the Underdark the power of the Empire."

Holding a bone whip, Hart controlled the dragon and snake skeletons to enter the portal. The heart that had stopped beating long ago and was riddled with holes was beating particularly hard.

Being able to be resurrected from death is already a pleasant surprise, let alone being able to control a powerful army and conquer everywhere?

"He's going to conquer the Underdark?"

"This is a great opportunity! There are countless wronged souls on the battlefield, and they can replenish my lost soul power!"

Orestes thought so in his heart.

So, he came closer, with a flattering look on his rotten head: "Master, I can also go to the Underdark with Marquis Hart and serve the Empire there. I think my ability to cast necromancy can help the Empire conquer the Underdark..."

"Orest, these are only the first batch of undead you will convert."

"Besides, sending you to the Underdark would be a bit of a waste of your talent. I have other plans for you."

"It's the master."

The lich's smile froze suddenly, and his withered hand holding the skeleton scepter trembled slightly.

Things seemed to be getting worse and worse, beyond his expectations.

And what does “first batch” mean?
Is he going to transform more undead creatures that don't belong to him?
Although the lich did not have many emotions of the living, the will-o'-the-wisp in Orestes's empty eye sockets showed the emotion of "tiredness" for the first time. (End of this chapter)