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necromancer's body was extremely weak, but he was still ridiculously strong. This was all because their physical bodies did not have much defensive capabilities. It was possible that a warrior of the third step would be able to destroy their physical bodies just by looking at their bodies. However, necromancer's physical body had an endless chance to reconstruct itself. As long as their souls were still burning, their bodies could be reconstituted infinitely.

This was the source of their vulnerability and strength.

As for those elite skeletons formed by the lightning, their unchanging gazes were fixated on the approaching necromancer. The only thing that changed from top to bottom was the bone sword in their hands, which carried a strange energy fluctuation. If the Magician of the God's blessings plane was here, he would definitely exclaim in shock that these elite skeletons were monsters, because this group of elite skeletons actually carried a dozen different type of rings of light and shields, with Behemoths' rings of endurance, blessings and forgiveness from the mountain goddess, with Dwarf's acid totems, stone skin totems, earth power totems, lightning totems, and scorching totems, and the frost and thorny rings of humans. The scariest thing was that these weapons also carried sacrificial fire s that could burn one's soul.

With such a lineup, it was enough to arm a professional master to the extent of contending against it. As for these skeletons with a bit of divinity, they were naturally ridiculously powerful.

The elite skeletons seemed to have their own consciousness, deep and focused, as if they were attaching all the wisdom and power they had accumulated throughout their lives onto the bone sword, causing the necromancer who possessed extraordinary intelligence to feel as if they were being dragged inside a whirlpool.

But necromancer was proud, even though they clearly felt that the skeletons in front of them were very mysterious, and their bodies were strong, the soul aura that contained divinity made them feel like they were touching needles. But the more it was like this, the more sensitive and crazy the proud necromancer was.

The elite skeletons with no emotions raised the soul bone sword in their hands, allowing the necromancer s to feel that they were useless. With a simple sweep, the soul bone sword with sacrificial fire added to it passed through the body of the necromancer without any obstructions, instantly burning all of their souls.

The necromancer who had lost his soul became like snow under the blazing sun, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. On the other hand, the bone sword s of the elite skeletons became even more gloomy and condensed due to absorbing a large amount of Soul Power.

"As expected, it's really useful. Most likely, with more patience, the bone sword will become the type of Tears Curse divine instrument!"

While patiently observing everything, Thunder calculated his own experimental results. This was a rather interesting thing, at least much more interesting than a battle in which Thunder was always battling.

These eight elite skeletons could be said to be the strongest Skeleton Warriors who were using the techniques that Thunder currently had, but from start to finish, Thunder felt that they were missing something. Although their movements were entirely based on their combat instincts, in the eyes of Thunder, the martial artist, they seemed to be exceptionally simple.

After all, mechanical elite skeletons could maintain stability and unity in a battle group, which other skeletons could not have. However, not only did Thunder require a group, in terms of individual combat, Thunder also had many requirements, at the very least, he hoped that they would have the level of master level. This way, he would be able to use up the power of divinity and faith to shape their qualifications.

"Looks like things are getting more interesting."

Thunder knew he had an unimaginable appetite.

After all, if he was a thunder-attribute energy producing master, then his reliance on the secular world would have been reduced to a very weak point. It could even be described as completely ignoring him. In that case, Thunderbolt would have absolute freedom. Even if the Grace plane fell under the hands of the Abyss Realm, the underworld and the Demon World s, Thunderbolt would still have the ability to turn the tables.

"I really wonder how Holy See's angel …"

At this point, Thunder suddenly stood up, because he thought of an evil method that might be able to successfully mass produce masters.

Thunder did not waste time speaking, with a grab of his empty hand, a traveling fire of soul was absorbed into his palm. After that, with his other hand, Thunder condensed the power of faith that he had just displayed, and in the end, Thunder used his own divine power to forcefully modify this fire of soul.

The fire of soul let out a soundless scream and burst into a burst of greyish white light. It then separated into eight parts and smashed into the heads of the eight skeletons, quickly melting into their bodies and merging with their own Soul Power.

Very quickly, the eight elite skeletons had a fundamental change in their fighting style.

The Swordsmanship of the two elite skeletons suddenly became cautious, and started to move closer to their comrades, protecting them from the wind. On the other hand, the Swordsmanship with two elite skeletons suddenly became extremely tyrannical, and relying on their comrades' cover, they crazily attacked necromancer.

Among the remaining four elite skeletons, three of them were either drifting about, or were mediocre, or were used as Elite Armaments. The last one, however, did not take any action, and just commanded as if it was a general, perfectly controlling the entire team without any flaws.

Thunder looked on with satisfaction at their transformation, also happy at the success of his experiment.

Although the individual fighting strength of these elite skeletons had yet to reach the level of master level, there were still high ranking ones, especially after being coordinated with an intelligent team. Their team's fighting strength had increased to a whole new level, so at least a small party killing a master wouldn't be a problem.

"If I am able to use other powers to reform their bones, once I succeed, their individual combat capabilities will not be much weaker than the professional master, and the group's fighting capabilities will rise to a whole new level. Maybe even the peak expert will be able to resist them, and all the experts below peak will be fearless."

"What a pity. If it was like that, then it would be very mass-produced. After all, I don't have that many high level corpses."

To be able to achieve such an achievement, Thunder was naturally overjoyed. It was a pity that Thunder's appetite was too big, so big that it was unimaginable. However, if someone else stood at Thunderclap's position, they would probably be even more worried. For example, how could they stop the alchemical golem's army of ancient goblin in the Abyss Plane, and how could they stop the Corrupted Giants, who were on par with the dragon race and only had a large number of them?

Right at this moment, Lei Qian unintentionally saw a lump of fire of soul that just appeared. This fire of soul was the necromancer who had luckily escaped death.

Without saying a word, Thunder grabbed all of these fire of soul s and picked the weakest eight of them. He washed them with his divine power and directly shot them into the eight skeletons, and very quickly, the skeletons changed again, becoming braver and braver, no longer as disorderly and disorderly as before, and instead had a way to use what they shouldn't, just using the grace of master level. The other skeletons also became more commanding, cherishing their comrades beside them, and every time they took a step forward, they would effectively protect themselves and their comrades.

Right now, Thunder believed that even if he doesn't find a new and powerful body for these skeletons, with their current combat capabilities, it would be enough to contend against the existence of peak level.

With intelligence, there was room for advancement. At the same time, with their powerful soul instincts, Thunder estimated that they had a lot of room for growth. Perhaps in the near future, they would become the Angel Corps of Thunder and become a true army.

Thinking about that, Thunder began to accept the fire of soul.

As for the battle, along with the increasing strength of the elite skeletons, there was no longer any suspense. The bone sword in their hands were the natural nemesis of these necromancer s, and the number of necromancer in the scene became fewer and fewer. In the end, all of them disappeared under the bone sword s of these elite skeletons.

At this point, Thunder had also completed his observations and experiments. He began to evaluate the development value of this new type of combat power.

When the battle ended, Thunder did not want to waste his divine power, so he sent all eight elite skeletons into his dimensional ring. Right now, not only did the dimensional ring possess a space more exaggerated than the chaos-god country, it could even fuse any kind of creature. After all, the number of times the Thunder dimensional ring had undergone evolution had already reached an extremely exaggerated level.

After Thunder finished dealing with everything, he continued his journey.

At this moment, even Thunder was still unsure if his divinity could find the Rodríguez, the Undead Tutor, or not. However, having such a great harvest right after arriving at this place, it actually caused Lei Lei to have a greater interest in this place, and also caused his curiosity towards Rodríguez to grow more and more.

Traveling in this dayless forest of underworld was not something to be happy about, but Thunder was an exception. A large number of undead creatures had provided him with a large amount of research materials, and many of them even contained fire of soul s that could cause the soul of the dragon race, causing Lei Lei to be a little surprised.

"Eh, looks like I've come to the right place."

When Thunder felt a dense wave of energy coming towards him, he also settled down and waited for his master to welcome him. But a pair of bright green lights appeared in the thick fog, faintly discernible, growing more and more, finally tightly encircling the lightning.

"Unholy Wolf!"

When the Thunder Hand raised its hand, all the mist within a hundred mile radius was melted away, revealing the bright owner — — the Unholy Wolf.

At the same time, he controlled thousands of at least high-leveled Unholy Wolf, and among them, there were even a few monarch level existences. This kind of Soul Power was enough for the group of Mage's Guild s to be covered in sweat, and even if it was the Teuton Empire s, compared to the Mongol Empire s, The continent's number one magus s would not have such terrifying Soul Power.

In terms of the soul, this person was invincible to any below God.

"I reckon all the Unholy Wolf in the entire forest are here!"

Even the Army of the ancient goblin was no longer afraid, how could they be afraid of these mere Unholy Wolf. What Thunder wanted to know was, at the same time, controlling these arrogant Unholy Wolf s, and knowing that he had an extremely strong divinity to make them desperately encircle him, he didn't have any thoughts of resisting. Was this kind of strong character the Undead Tutor Rodríguez?