This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

“This circuit is correct! It’s the optimal one!” All five mummies crowded around, chattering as they evaluated the optimal solution that Abyss had ultimately chosen as the decision-maker.

"Your skill level is not bad!"

"Idiot, the circuit you drew wasn't even selected! You didn't consider the stability of the magic when you drew the magic circle! Magic with unstable output is garbage!"

"I kill you!"

"You killed me? I'll kill you!"

The Abyss immediately tested the effects of the new magic circle. This magic, which originally only caused water to lose its fluidity, now extended its effects to air. The Abyss could use this magic circle to easily manipulate the flow of air, accelerating, decelerating, stopping, and even temporarily reversing its flow.

Since that's the case, the magic array can be considered successfully completed.

“I never imagined these five ancient mages would have such powerful effects,” Rebecca said to Abyss in a mind-sharing session. “I originally thought you were just looking for some inspiration from them, but I didn’t expect they actually have real substance.”

"The abilities of these individuals are beyond question. I was indeed looking for some inspiration, but their skill level is truly impressive, saving me a lot of effort. I only need to find the best magic circuit from their messy drawings." Abyss was quite satisfied with the current situation.

"Aren't you planning to send them to Eternal Night City? With them, you might be able to find a lot of useful ideas," Rebecca asked.

Abyss immediately rejected Rebecca's idea: "That won't work. I don't want to send these inhuman bastards to Eternal Night City. Although many people in Eternal Night City have committed crimes in their lives, the reason I keep them by my side is because their humanity hasn't been corrupted and they can treat others kindly. These five are clearly not suitable."

"Yes...that's true."

Although the Abyss has collected tens of thousands of undead, it's true that there are no anti-human lunatics around him, nor does he like such people. The harmonious atmosphere of the Night City isn't just because the undead are without desires; it's also largely because the residents of the Night City aren't inherently eccentric.

“Next, we have more spells that need to be designed into suitable magic circles.” Abyss had already memorized the magic circles on the blackboard. Regardless of whether Yulke the Five Stars had memorized them or not, he wiped the blackboard clean and drew new magic circles on it. “Come on, next is this magic circle that controls the flow of time of objects. Let’s see how we can optimize it.”

The five members of Yulk were just cursing and threatening each other when they suddenly realized the blackboard had been wiped clean and replaced with something new. They were all stunned. This scene made them feel as if they had been transported back to their days as mage apprentices—when they lost focus in class, they would find that the spells they hadn't had time to memorize on the blackboard had already been erased by the teacher.

The five stars of Yurk have become undead who don't need to eat or rest. They can talk without getting tired, and they even have the energy to fight a few times while they are talking, pulling out a lot of hair from their already thinning heads.

This discussion lasted for three whole days. During these three days, all the magic that the Abyss had presented was successfully optimized. The open-mindedness of these few madmen was an invaluable treasure to the Abyss; in the end, the construction principle of each magic circle was unexpected by the Abyss, yet quite reasonable.

After wiping the blackboard clean again, Abyss clapped his hands twice in satisfaction, stretched his back which was stiff from sitting for a long time, and said, "Very good, what we just optimized was the last time magic. Yulke, you can go back to rest now."

"Bullshit! We haven't finished talking yet," one of the men immediately objected.

The other mummies also rose up in protest: "I'll kill you!"

"This is not something you can decide. I just cut off your spiritual energy supply. Are you feeling sleepy now? If you don't go back to lie down, you'll be weathered away outside." Abyss shrugged.

"Yeah, I'm so sleepy..."

"Damn it... those despicable time travelers..."

The five mummies walked helplessly toward the coffin, while Abyss put away the blackboard, chair, and chalk, and patted Rebecca on the shoulder.

"Alright, it's time for us to go to the next place."

"Next place? Where to?"

“The places you’ve been before,” Abyss said with a mysterious smile to Rebecca.

Chapter 226 Top Secret Magic

This time, Abyss didn't rush to fly directly to their destination with Rebecca, but instead entered Helheim first.

"Where are we going?" Rebecca asked Abyss curiously as she followed him into the rift in Helheim, looking at the familiar City of Eternal Night.

"I won't tell you now, you'll find out later," Abyss said, shaking his head. "Can I keep this a secret?"

"Keep it a secret... then let's keep it a secret." Rebecca smiled helplessly.

It seemed that Abyss really didn't intend to tell Rebecca where he was going, and Rebecca didn't intend to press him for details. She trusted Abyss completely and knew that he wouldn't maliciously keep anything a secret; he must have his reasons for doing so.

Rebecca believed that Abyss would never harm her.

“I need to stay in Helheim for a while and then work out my magic circle,” Abyss said. “You don’t need to worry about assembling the magic circle; I can do it all by myself.”

"You don't need me? Wait, you already know what to do? With those useless time magic?"

Rebecca had been wondering how she could help, but then she realized that Abyss's words seemed to come from a sense of confidence.

How is this possible? Rebecca knows how difficult it is to fulfill her wish, but isn't it going a little too smoothly? The Abyss didn't even take a few days, and now it's already accomplished?

This isn't like a college student writing a paper, which can be completed in a few days before the deadline. This is an unprecedented and unparalleled project, and the Abyss actually solved it by simply interviewing a group of ancient sorcerers and discussing it with a few madmen for a while?

"Are you kidding me?" Rebecca pinched her chin, looking at Abyss suspiciously. "Although I would be happy if you could give me some surprises, I will also get angry if you waste your precious time on this."

“I’m not kidding you.” Abyss shook his head seriously. “Give me two or three days, and I’ll give you an answer. Everything will be revealed then. I’ll make you a time machine that can help you realize your dream.”

Rebecca stared into Abyss's eyes, circled him once, and finally sighed, seemingly agreeing to his request, saying, "So what am I supposed to do for the next two or three days? I can't just sit around doing nothing, can I?"

“Oh, I still have something I need you to do.” Abyss held up his index finger. “I need you to develop a potion that will strengthen the necromancy bond between us, allowing our spirits to merge into one for a certain period of time. This potion shouldn’t be too difficult for you to develop; I wonder if two or three days will be enough.”

Rebecca blushed when Abyss said that.

Two people's spirits merged into one? What kind of intimate relationship is this that transcends material existence?

“What kind of strange potion is this…” Rebecca blushed and punched Abyss.

Abyss clasped his hands together: "This is the potion. Please do as I ask, and you definitely won't regret it—oh, by the way, do you think this is a bit too ambiguous? It's okay, don't worry, I absolutely have no such thoughts."

"Why say it out loud? Can't you leave some room for imagination?" Rebecca said coquettishly, giving Abyss another punch.

Despite her words, Rebecca nodded and agreed to Abyss's request.

"Let's strengthen the necromancy bond between us so that our spirits merge into one in a short time, right? I understand. How long will it take for the effect to take?"

Abyss thought for a moment and said, "The longer the better. Anyway, we don't necessarily have to remove this state after we fulfill your wish. A longer period is safer and can handle all sorts of unexpected situations."

“Alright, then I’ll try to prolong the duration of this potion—since your resistance to poison is good, I won’t consider the maximum safe dose for now.” Rebecca nodded. “I’ll head to the lab now.”

“You are always so reliable, like a dragon’s stomach,” Abyss exclaimed sincerely.

Rebecca turned around: "Isn't it the stomach of a two-headed ogre?"

"Oh, that one is Leona's exclusive."

"I'm going to tell Leona."

“That will have to wait until I finish this spell.” Abyss shrugged.

……

Rebecca quickly immersed herself in her laboratory, researching the strange-sounding potion that the Abyss wanted, which seemed to have some kind of auxiliary effect. With the Abyss's specific requirements, she seemed to have much more motivation to conduct her experiments than usual.

Abyss, however, locked herself in her room and refused to come out. The other girls wanted to go in and see what Abyss was doing, but she refused them all.

According to Abyss, the magic he is currently designing must not be known to others, as it must be kept absolutely secret from Rebecca. If others find out, there is a possibility of leakage. Once leaked, the effectiveness of the magic may be greatly reduced.

So, Leona, bursting with curiosity, Carol, who wanted to play with her senior brother, and Sophia, who wanted to help the Abyss, were all turned away. Everyone was very curious about what kind of magic the Abyss was designing.

What kind of magic potion loses its effectiveness if its secret is revealed? Is it like Flora's grand ritual magic, where the spell cannot be known to other mortals before it is cast? But what kind of magic exists in this world?

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't figure out the answer, so they had no choice but to let Abyss continue to lock himself in his room and slowly design the plan.

Two and a half days passed, and Abis finally emerged from his room, stretching and yawning.

"You're finally out."

When Abyss came out, Rebecca was sitting outside his room.

“Oh, Rebecca, when did you get here? Have you been waiting for a long time?” Abyss asked with a smile when he saw Rebecca.

"It's alright, I only waited here for two or three hours. You came out a little earlier than I expected." Rebecca smiled as she looked at Abyss's expression. "Looks like you finished on your end too?"

"Of course. Your potion is ready too?"

“Yes, the effect is just as you described, and the method of use is quite simple. Just take a sip, and it will take effect in a few seconds.” Rebecca handed a glass bottle to Abyss.

“Then… we can begin.” Abyss took the glass bottle and placed a hand on Rebecca’s forehead.

"Huh?" Before Rebecca could react, a wave of intoxicating drowsiness flowed from Abyss's palm into her soul, putting her into a half-dreaming, half-awake state.

Chapter 227 Back to the Past

Rebecca is now half-submerged in her dream, and her senses of the outside world are quite weak, making it difficult for her to keenly perceive her surroundings.

All she knew was that after the Abyss hypnotized her, it picked her up, made some contact with someone, opened a rift, and walked out. Throughout the entire process, Rebecca felt lightheaded.

Given Rebecca's mental strength, regaining her senses wouldn't have been impossible, but she chose to trust the Abyss. The Abyss would never harm her; hypnotizing her was likely for the sake of a smoother time travel, since Rebecca wasn't entirely clear on the specific principles of this time-travel magic.

As for whether the Abyss would use the hypnosis to do something to Rebecca, Rebecca was more at ease. Instead of having the Abyss consider emotional matters while doing serious business, she'd rather he think about how to make the Creator God find a piece of jelly and smash his head against it right now.

Rebecca heard Abyss whisper in her ear: "Now, Rebecca, I'm going to feed you the potion. We're about to begin our time travel. Are you ready?"

“Okay…” Rebecca replied groggily.

The bottle was brought to Rebecca's lips, and the sweet, burning potion was slowly poured into her mouth. With her remaining consciousness, Rebecca swallowed the potion bit by bit.

Then, Abyss took the potion bottle and decisively drank a sip himself.

An even more intoxicating feeling flooded Rebecca's mind at that moment. The necromancy bond was strengthened like never before, and she could feel a very subtle spiritual connection between herself and the Abyss.

She could feel every heartbeat of the Abyss, sense its emotions, and perceive the flow of magic within it. It was as if every nerve in Rebecca's body was connected to the Abyss.

Now, it's time to activate the magic circle.

This thought flowed into Rebecca's mind through the necromancy bond; it was the thought that occupied Abyss's mind at this moment.

A glimmer of hope crept into Rebecca's heart.

She didn't know how the Abyss had done it, but what he was doing now was fulfilling her long-held wish. This was Rebecca's greatest inner demon, and if she could truly overcome it, Rebecca might become even stronger in the future.

Often, what limits a person's abilities is not objective conditions, but rather the mental cage they create for themselves. Only by breaking free from this cage can one discover their true limits. Rebecca understood this principle; she simply lacked a way to remove that mental cage from her mind.

Abyss seemed to sense Rebecca's expectation through the bond, and a warm feeling emanated from him, gradually easing Rebecca's slightly nervous mood.

Magic began to flow, and Abyss, somewhere Rebecca was unaware, activated a magic circle unknown to her. She knew very little about the outside world, only from Abyss's emotions that the magic circle was indeed activated.

Tick-tock...

The pendulum clock chimed, but the sound seemed different from a normal pendulum clock; it was reversed. Each chime represented a fixed length of time. Rebecca could feel that she and the Abyss were truly traversing the river of time—only without the feeling of flowing backward, which surprised Rebecca, as she had initially thought that time travel would cause considerable discomfort.

call……

A gust of wind whispered in Rebecca's ear, the cool breeze ruffling her black hair and gradually bringing her back to her senses.

“Abyss…”