Maxwell found himself using the only two resources he had right at that moment the black smog which held necrotic power and the dead grass which held necromantic potential as all undead dead. The only real question was how to make that work as grass was not exactly the most well known to be used in wars.

So he would have to be creative when using it to create an effective undead if he wanted to fight off whatever fairy warriors ended up coming his way to stop him putting more black smog into their woods. "So it would seem I'm blowing my budget on military research but at least I don't have to worry about healthcare spending." Maxwell said to himself as a little joke before he got to work.

He first decided to see what control he had over the smog that was constantly flowing out of his eyes. He watched the smog as it covered his little graveyard covering it and going upward almost hiding him totally leaving only the very top of his skull visible. Once he was done taking the smog in he began to try and manipulate and found he had already got a road block in his research.

As he didn't have any hands to wave to try and manipulate that way. " So I guess try moving it with my mind?" Maxwell said to himself guessing and then began to try and manipulate the black smog well manipulating with his mind. It did not work no matter how hard he stared at the smog and thought at it the smog simply refused to move to his will.

For a while he simply lay there lost in his thoughts trying to figure out how he could manipulate the smog. When the idea struck him as he began to manipulate his jaw rising and lowering it as his thoughts wandered. It occured to him he had no muscles to manipulate his jaw so he must be doing it magically so if he could better understand that manipulation perhaps he could use it to figure out to bend the dark smog to his will.

So he began a new series of test focusing on his jaw as he carefully and slowly lowered and rised it again and again truly feeling out the necromancy being used in the moment. Eventually after many attempts he began to feel necromancy magic that connected his jaw to the rest of his skull.

Using this new feeling for necromantic magic he began to feel the connection from the tears of smog the building built into his eyes sockets that created the smog to the rest of the smog that filled out his foot in diameter domain. He began to feel the smog in its totality which caused problems of its own.

As he wanted to use only parts of the black smog in his attempt to turn grass into proper undead. As he needed most of where it was to keep the rest of the creatures of the fairy wood at bay as he figured a lot of those would be more than happy to crush him if his smog wasn't in the way. So this lead to new experiments in controll as he effectively played with the smog making it take many different shapes and forms to test and see if he can improve his control.

Which as he found he could indeed improve his control of his smog. As at first he could barely make it move in a circle but as he grew more skilled and his connection to the black smog grew stronger he could make it take pretty detailed shapes at one point having the black smog from into a dragon's head.

Which on second thought might not have been a good idea considering the fairy's around him might be more likely to act if they thought some dragon made of smog was forming in their midst. But he had to move on to making his undead defenders and not dwell on if he had might have caused the fairy folk to attack him earlier then he will be ready to defend.

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So now that he was able to form the black smog into different forms he slowly using all of his skill broke of a little cloud from the rest and brought down to the ground so that he could truly began working on his undead grass project. First he took a look at the grass itself as the grass was in several bundles all along the ground with their dead roots still buried into the ground and their leaf blades on top laying down on the ground in death.

" So how do you turn regular dead grass into a combat effective undead." Maxwell asked himself thinking on it a moment he figured he'd just have to wing it as he went and hope the final product was effective. So first thing he did was pour part of his small cloud of black smog into one of the dead grass bundles. Then he watched a the grass became undead and immediately tried to grasp at empty air.

" Yes that's not going to do anything especially considering even if it grabbes anyone it can't do anything." Maxwell said and began to manipulate the black smog into it try and manipulate the dead grass bundles form. Which actually worked so he first had the undead pull itself out of the ground.

Once the undead grass bundle was standing on its own Maxwell thought on it a moment trying to figure out how to make the undead grass a threat and then rembered something about paper cuts Maxwell had heard about a long time ago when looking at the leaf blades. So with something of a weapon that made the grass dangerous to focus on her got to work.

He reshaped the bundle of grass dead roots to be more like the centipedes he could see outside of his territory. Allowing his undead grass bundle to move easier he then adjusted the grass on top of the roots reworking them as well as he could to sharpen them until his undead grass bundle was running around like centipede with a series of jagged leaf blades that cut as anything it went by.

To add an interesting effect due to its necrotic nature the leaf blades had corrosive nature that left behind a burning cut. He'd seen this effect when he had the creature cut a few rocks he had laying around to test its grass blades sharpness.

Maxwell immediately had its prototype began to patrol the border of his territory. Now that Maxwell had created an effective undead from grass he felt he should create two more as unit diversity had won more than one battle that he could remember. So Maxwell set out to create two other forms of undead by separating the leaf blades from their roots and creating undead from the two seperate piles of material.

Once again taking some of the smog from his small cloud of black smog he directed it into the small grass blade pile he had made with the help of his little undead grass centipede. He just like before began to shape the blade leafs into the only structure he believed would make them a threat as undead which was that of a spider.

So after taking several long leaf blades and having them overlap he was left with a rather tall undead grass spider. He figured it could use the corrosive cut to pierce anything below and it demonstrated that when Maxwell had it test its blades on a nearby pebble.

So now he just had to work on the roots and for this one he figured he would actually take a more classic approach. He slowly shaped the roots to form hundreds of small hands then began to barrow deep into the ground. There the undead grass roots would protect him from any underground threats such as worms and he would have the classic undead hand in his undead kingdom.

Maxwell began to feel something after having finished figuring out how to manipulate his black smog then creating his undead grass spider and centipede then having them patroll his territoryas well as having his undead grass roots lay in ambush underground effectively signifying the end to his necromantic experiments. Maxwell could feel a change start to happen as a dark glow overcame his small black smog covered kingdom. Maxwell wondered what was about to happen next?