Section 12 Out of control

The place where Ash Rufate fingers was the head of the skeleton beast. Although the head was pieced together by bones from different creatures, a small thing was suddenly installed on it. It was the skull of a bat.

Carrie had no time to answer, and the black magic energy had stabilized on the giant beast. Then, the skeleton monster's body began to move. It began to spread its limbs and try to stand up. Amid the cheers of the black magicians, the giant beast straightened its body and began to vibrate its wings.

This is obviously not a "non-flying talent". No matter how you look at this giant beast, it has the instinct to fly. Its wings flapping posture is no different from those flying creatures.

After a period of attempts, the giant beast flew into the sky with a black magician.

"High energy consumption." Carrie replied disdainfully in her mind. "A body composed of bones requires a lot of black magic energy. This is much worse than the zombie dragon we make. Our zombie dragon can fly freely for a long time without providing black magic supplements, and this one...it is estimated to have to replenish a lot of black magic energy every five or six days. It also lacks attack ability. The zombie dragon has a spitting weapon."

Asu Ruffat smiled. Carrie's words all have a sour smell.

But what Carrie is right. If the zombie dragon and this mixed beast are fighting one-on-one, it must be that the zombie dragon is much more powerful. A living dragon can spit out flames, but the resurrected zombie dragon can only spit out poisonous smoke. However, the zombie dragon's spitting is also dangerous because this poisonous smoke filled with the most poisonous substance can corrode the armor and peel off the muscles of the living creature from the bones. In addition, the claws and fangs of the zombie dragon are still as sharp and tough as they were before their lifetime, enough to tear the strongest shields. Relatively speaking, the skeleton giant beasts made of various biological bones cannot spit out on the one hand, and on the other hand, the minions and bodies are far less solid than the zombie dragon.

But the zombie dragon needs the corpse of a dead dragon, which is something that is hard to come by. As long as there is time, the black magicians can do a few of them as long as they want.

"Dude." Haiyin came over. "It seems that our attempt has been successful." He looked at Ashu Rufate and rubbed his hands excitedly. "Come here today..."

"I'm just here to take a look at it casually," Ash Rufate replied. "I haven't been here for a while." He said lightly.

This was planned by Carrie in advance. Carrie had already found out that the college might conduct a large-scale public experiment today, so she deliberately asked Ashu Rufat to go there without prior notice. In this way, the black magician would have the wrong impression that "the Duke will come quietly from time to time to see". In the end, she would conclude that "it's not that the Blood Duke did not come, but that he just happened to not meet me."

The black magicians must know that Ashu Rufate always pays attention to them. The black magicians do not have much ambitions in political rights. They need more knowledge, an environment that can provide a safe study of magic, and various necessary materials for studying magic. And they also have great significance for Ashu Rufate. Only with their help can Ashu Rufate summon and flexibly use a huge undead legion.

"The last time I came, you didn't seem to have this research topic yet." Ashu Rufate asked casually.

"Duke." Haiyin looked ecstatic. "Look, have we interpreted the mystery of your control of the zombie dragon?"

When Ash Rufate left, he left the zombie dragon to the black magicians. On the one hand, he asked the black magician to repair the small damage of the zombie dragon, and on the other hand, it was equivalent to leaving it as a research material for them. Carrie thought at the time that it would take the black magicians several years to interpret the black magic skills imposed on the zombie dragon. But in fact, they have not only fully interpreted the relevant skills, but also further developed the relevant skills. From this, the progress of the Black Magic Academy completely surpassed Carrie's control.

"Yes, it seems you understand a lot." Ashu Rufate replied. If Hayin knew that Ashu Rufate actually did not understand the skills and knowledge of these black magic, what would be the expression. In fact, Ashu Rufate's black magic skills were quite rough, and he never had much time and energy to carefully study the relevant knowledge and technology.

Ashu Rufate strolls along the academy, while Hai Yin and several others follow him. Hai Yin talks endlessly about the recent progress in black magic. When Ashu Rufate delivers the zombie dragon to them, it caused great shock to the black magicians because they never thought that they could create a flying undead creature that could carry people.

This is because resurrecting a giant beast that can carry people requires a huge amount of black magic energy. The flying undead creature will inevitably cause the black magic energy to pass away at a high speed. However, the zombie dragon has a magic array that can gather black magic energy so that it will not be emitted, which is equivalent to opening a complete door for the black magicians.

The initial research was limited to a few high-level black magicians, but over time, the relevant skills gradually spread between ordinary members and apprentices. The research on creating the skeleton monster was a large-scale experiment that all members of the entire academy participated.

Now, several types of flying mounts can be created in the academy, from the simplest giant bats to the most complex skeleton beasts.

"Master, it seems that the situation is not very good." After listening to the introduction of the black magicians, Carrie felt a little worried in her mind. "It seems that their creativity and ability are beyond our imagination. If this continues, the situation may be out of control."

"out of control?"

"So, now you and the black magicians need each other. You need them to maintain the Immortal Legion and magic support for you, and they need you to provide them with protection and knowledge. But if this continues... I am worried that they will one day discover the mystery of the dimensional stone. If they master the method of reducing the dimensional stone to the black magic energy, they will never need you anymore... As long as there is enough magic, they can conduct all the experiments. Even if you don't impart relevant knowledge to them, they can quickly explore and analyze relevant magic knowledge and theories through digital experiments."

"..." Ashu Rufate didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Forget it... there is no other choice at the moment. But you must pay attention to the secret of the dimension stone reverting to black magic energy. This secret must not be spread, otherwise things may get out of control." Carrie warned in her mind.

Carrie seemed to hope that she could control everything... let everything be in her control, and there was no uncontrollable existence. Ashe Rufat thought with some confusion. It seemed that at the beginning, Carrie did not have this persistence. The reason why she kept the dimensional stone down to black magic energy secret was because this secret contained great danger. This was equivalent to any black magician who had sufficient dimensional stone (this thing is really not rare, and could summon a limited number of undead legions, which could theoretically shake the entire world by relying on her own strength.

In other words, any madman or ambitious man can only spend a few years learning black magic, and then they can awaken a huge undead legion for their own will to drive.

However, Ashu Rufate didn't have much time to think about this issue carefully, because Hain has already talked about the next issue, about the next development of the college.

They slowly walked to the academy's library (actually, it was just an ordinary building. Most of the books in the library were written in recent years, recording that students and mentors had a lot of magical experiences since the founding of the academy. As for the magic books that Ash Rufate had given them before, they were all treasured by each black magician. It must be said that Carrie had foresight in this regard. He did not hand over the whole set of books to them, but instead divided the books into different chapters and rewarded them to different black magicians. In this way, the black magician would master his own research and communicate with others, without getting a copy of it and getting it a good idea.

This practice effectively guaranteed the loyalty of the black magicians during the war, and now it locked them in Sevanya like a shackle, under the command of Ashurufate. Although the black magicians formed this academy, their greed for knowledge and the inherent selfishness of human beings made them often reluctant to share their secrets with others. The research on flying mounts is an exception, because the zombie dragon is really something that the Dharma conceals.

Although Carrie's judgment sometimes makes mistakes, Carrie's understanding of people's hearts is really clear.

The academy trip ended very much. Ashu Rufate took away several books about flying mounts and planned to take them back for some time flips. Although he likes to use swords, it is also good to read magic books by chance.

Ash Rufate stayed in the Black Magic Academy for a night before returning on the next day with a zombie dragon. He rode a star dragon. The difference between the zombie dragon and the star dragon is that the star dragon's flight is active and agile, while the zombie dragon is tamed.

"Master, it seems that a guest is visiting." As he approached his castle, Carrie suddenly spoke in her mind to remind her.

...

In the ornate hall, a few young visitors sat uneasily. On the left was a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and beside him was a girl who was slightly younger than him. The boy was wearing a leather robe, a leather hat on his head, and a lot of gold and gems decorations on his robes. And the girl next to him was like this. The faces of the two guests had a lot in common, which made one see that they were blood-related. Around them, there were two other middle-aged men with gloomy faces. Their clothes were not as beautiful as those of these two siblings. From this point of view, their status was not as high as that of the two siblings. But in fact, they sat in the center of the sofa, which showed that in this group, they should be in the dominant position.

This living room is gorgeously decorated, but it can be improved in the eyes of the nobles who truly taste the elegant. However, these guests did not have the heart to look at the various decorations around them, and their anxiety was clearly written on their faces.

"Vampire... is coming?" The young man's eyes were at another entrance in the living room. There was no doubt that the vampire would appear from here in a while. He twisted his body uneasy. When he thought of the important responsibility he shouldered, it was difficult for his butt to sit steadily.

"He should come and take off his hat." A middle-aged man reminded. Except for a few places, taking off his hat is a common etiquette to show respect. The young man took off his hat as he said, but he subconsciously put it on because of his nervousness.
Chapter completed!