Excitedly, He Ruozhi opened his door and passed through the lobby made of black rock. He jumped forward and fell on a goose feather bed, shouting loudly at the pillow.

I've succeeded! I've finally succeeded

His clothes were tattered and smelled of blood, and even the dirtiest beggars were much cleaner than him. This is the result of three months of hellish training!

In these three months, he not only slept in the land of the dead, but was slaughtered by the Shadow a thousand times. He also stood on a stump like a silly goose for five days and five nights, doing all the things that fools would do.

But all of this is worth it because today he smashed Ghost's head for the first time!

Okay, high, high!

He Ruozhi slept comfortably with a pillow in his arms, and now he rarely sees the past in his dreams. That cowardly and mediocre self seems to have disappeared for a long time and will never come back.

Hmm... Ruozhi

A very playful voice echoed in He Ruozhi's ear, something gently tearing at his ear and then attacking his cheek with a clever tongue.

He Ruozhi opened his eyes slightly and stared at the perfect and flawless face in front of him. His consciousness seemed to have not yet regained consciousness, as if he was still in a dream, and he held onto the soft jade body without hesitation.

The beautiful woman burst out laughing and casually rubbed her plump body against He Ruozhi.

It wasn't until He Ruozhi saw the mysterious flame hidden in her eyes and was filled with desire that he swept away and couldn't help but scream strangely.

Ghost

What's that? "Monica said unhappily," You're the only one in such a big city. The rest are ghosts

Who are you? "He Ruozhi picked up the sheet and covered the vital area. Damn it, what kind of special training is this?

Uh... but this kind of training seems quite interesting, at least it's much more fun than fighting and killing guys with black mouths and faces like Shadow

My name is Monica... you must not confuse me with ugly things like Skeleton Soldiers. Oh, I am from the same source as Her Majesty the Dark Queen, both of whom are immortal liches

Now He Ruozhi realized what kind of witch the Dark Queen was.

But what kind of thing is a witch?

Monica smiled slightly: We can be said to be the nobles among the undead creatures and the dominant force in the undead world because we can use undead magic to summon those resentful skeleton soldiers. It should be noted that naturally formed skeleton soldiers are very rare. Most warriors need us liches to summon them to find their mission. Think about the future, you can also summon your own skeleton soldiers to form a strong undead army

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A scene appeared in front of He Ruozhi: in the background, a large city turned into ruins. The protagonist was countless handsome and unrestrained mecha knights, while he played the role of a villain and commanded an ugly and terrifying army of skeletons

Uh, it seems very bad.

Monica pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, squeezing He Ruozhi's face. "You look so cute, I believe the queen will definitely like such a cute boy

He Ruozhi was stunned again, didn't he accept such arduous training to become a sex slave for that damn dark queen?

These people have been here for five thousand years every word of their mouth. Isn't that the queen at least five thousand years old? I don't even know what kind of old monster it is. It's better to die than to serve her alone!

Thinking of this, He Ruozhi used all his strength to push Monica away and exclaimed, "I don't want this dark queen like you. It's better to kill me with one knife

Monica was taken aback and then smiled again. She touched He Ruozhi's face and said, "Little darling, things are not what you imagine

So what is that

Anyway, the advantage of having you is that my sister will definitely not deceive you. After learning all the magic skills in the Undead Realm, you still need wind and rain in the real world. Even if others want to learn from my sister, I won't teach you

This is not entirely untrue because the art of magic requires considerable wisdom to understand that the brains of those skeleton soldiers are just empty and have spent five thousand years in the world evolving into the appearance of ordinary people, indicating their low intelligence.

Although He Ruozhi's intelligence is not so good, modern people who have received a complete basic education are much better in understanding and reading than those ancient farmers.

And... after learning the undead magic, you can leave this world! "Monica said with a smile.

He Ruozhi jumped up with joy upon hearing the news and said, "Is this true

Of course, how could my sister deceive you

Then I promise you

Although undead magic may sound terrifying and may not be of much use in modern society, He Ruozhi still agrees to it in order to return home early.

Monica smiled slightly and her lips lit up with a layer of magical charm, then tightly hugged He Ruozhi and deeply kissed her.

“！”

He Ruozhi was completely foolish.

In a daze, the other party seemed to have transported something from their body to their body, which seemed like a round bead. However, He Ruozhi did not feel any discomfort and instead felt warm and comfortable.

What did you pour into my stomach? "He Ruozhi's face turned red as if he were a beginner, and he didn't even know where to put his hands.

The witch Monica still didn't want to let him go with a light smile. She leaned in to He Ruozhi's ear and bit his earlobe, saying, "That's the treasure trove of our witch demon's practice of necromance magic. All the necromance magic is recorded in the book. Once you reach a certain level of cultivation, those magic skills will automatically appear in your mind. Now, you should be able to learn some simple necromance magic. Why not give it a try

He Ruozhi furrowed his brows and followed Monica's instructions to abandon all distractions. After a while, he placed all his mind on the magic bead in his abdomen, and his lower abdomen felt a chill. This coolness was like clear spring water quickly pouring into his brain.

Mysterious spells flashed through his mind, deeply imprinting the evil and supernatural necromance in He Ruozhi's sea of consciousness!

He Ruozhi was startled. Isn't it that he will never be able to separate himself from any undead? Do it!

He remembered the plot that often occurs in novels, where innocent characters carry precious treasures and cause death. Is it his turn now?

This thing is too valuable, isn't it? How could I want it

Monica sighed faintly and said, "Indeed, this is the treasure of the entire undead tribe. Without the" Magic Language, "the undead tribe will soon fall apart

So you still want to give me this thing? "He Ruozhi was very strange.

Monica explained: "Do you think we really want to do this? But what if we don't give you the Devil's Word? After five thousand years of erosion, the dark energy has gradually exhausted this space, which will soon collapse. The undead are about to enter the abyss of destruction. The Devil's Word is just a funeral object for us..."

He Ruozhi hesitated slightly as if the other party's sadness was not fake. Is this world really about to collapse?