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

The smile on the face of the old man she had met many times, the one who held the power of life and death here, was not the lewd smile she had occasionally seen before, but a pure, innocent, and lively smile that could only appear on the face of a young person. And those eyes—at this moment, they had turned a turquoise green, not the old man's cloudy gray eyes.

He's not Ogran! That was the first judgment made by the girl's intuition.

“I am not a member of the Council of the Dead, I am not with them. I am here to rescue you, little girl,” Abyss said. “I will rescue you all, but before that, I need you to do me a favor.”

"I don't know... I can't..." The girl was overwhelmed by the sudden situation and spoke incoherently, shaking her head desperately.

On countless nights when she was forbidden to sleep due to the heavy burden of her studies, she fantasized that perhaps one day a hero would storm into the prison holding them and rescue them all, freeing her from her daily life of pain and fear. However, when this actually happened to her, this girl, who had been raised in a slave-like environment since childhood, was at a loss.

Abis gently patted her back to calm her down, then said to her, "Don't be afraid, what you have to do is very simple. Your cleaning duties are finished for today, and I'll let you go back to the dormitory area in a little while. I want you to tell all your classmates that there will be an extra item like this in your lunch today."

As he spoke, Abyss pulled a flat, oval-shaped magic crystal, about the size of an almond, from his pocket. The crystal was covered with densely packed patterns—magic circuits. This small magic crystal appeared capable of performing many powerful functions.

“I want you to swallow this during lunch. You must not tell anyone else, and you must not make a sound,” Abyss said. “It is a special device. When activated, your magical power will be amplified many times over, and your defense will be enhanced, making you invulnerable to weapons and immune to most magic. Then you can escape on your own.”

"Huh?" The girl was a little confused; she couldn't quite believe that this little device could have such a big effect.

“Swallow it. This is for you.” Abyss smiled and placed the small device in the girl’s mouth.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but still swallowed it. After all, she had nothing left to lose.

Immediately afterwards, Abyss pulled a knife from his pocket and stabbed the girl in the stomach.

The girl instinctively wanted to scream, but Abyss quickly covered her mouth.

Only then did Abyss hand the knife to the girl, letting her see it for herself.

The girl found herself unharmed and looked down to find that even her clothes were intact. The knife in her hand was heavy, and the blade felt like pure steel.

This genuine, sharp blade now has a completely bent tip, as if it had just pierced a large rock.

Chapter 314 A Secret Maneuver

"How is it? How does it strengthen your body? Besides, this thing also enhances your magic power. It's not suitable to use obvious magic here, so why don't you try telekinesis?" Abyss seemed quite proud as he introduced the device he had just made the girl eat. "Your magical abilities will be greatly amplified, so give it a try."

As he spoke, Abyss removed the shackles from the girl. He also carried the Augran key, which could unlock the shackles of the slaves in this facility.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but the magical changes that had just occurred to her gave her some confidence. She saw the Abyss pointing to a book in the corner of the room, so she mustered her courage, reached out to the book, and used a telekinetic technique she knew.

The book floated steadily, which greatly surprised the girl.

She was merely a slave trained by the Council of the Dead, with the goal of reaching the second-tier level. While a second-tier mage's telekinesis was already usable in everyday life, it could only achieve the simple effect of retrieving objects, with significant limitations in distance. But now, the girl discovered that she, who previously couldn't reach the other corner of the room with telekinesis, could now magically lift the books there as well.

At the same time, she also found that her control over magic had suddenly become much stronger. Normally, things picked up by telekinesis would wobble, but now, she could even make objects flip in mid-air to any angle she wanted, without any error or wobbling.

Now, the girl was completely convinced that the thing Abyss had just fed her had magical powers.

"How about that? Not bad, right? Do you believe me now? This thing you ate has a different effect than others; it has a permanent illusion spell that makes others more obedient to you. As long as you tell them not to tell anyone, everyone will listen to you," Abyss laughed. "When you all have this power, and the time is right, I will inform you, and you can directly defeat those shepherds and escape from here. I will guide you through this thing—have you noticed that I haven't opened my mouth since I started speaking?"

The somewhat confused girl was startled: she realized that Abyss hadn't opened his mouth when he spoke; his voice was transmitted directly through her thoughts. Moreover, the voice she heard in her mind was no longer Augran's hoarse voice, but a soft and clear boy's voice.

This thing is a masterpiece of the City of Eternal Night: it's a recent invention by the experts there. Originally, it was supposed to be in the form of a ring, but since rings wouldn't be easy to hide among the slaves, the experts modified it into this swallowable form. It will stay in their stomachs, undigested and unexcreted, serving the same purpose as a ring.

The device itself contains negligible magical power, making it extremely difficult to detect. Its true purpose is to establish a connection with the sacred tree.

Yes, after recently surveying the Shadowfall, Agnes remotely controlled the sacred tree in the elven kingdoms to grow new roots. These roots, rising from the seabed, have quietly surrounded the Shadowfall—the Abyss had already learned from the Nine Gods that the corruption of the Shadowfall had stopped spreading under the orders of the Lord of the Dead, so Agnes could safely allow the sacred tree to approach the area.

Once a connection is established with the Sacred Tree, Abyss and Agnes can activate the functions of these devices at any time, providing the person who ingests them with a super-high-level "Stone Skin" and a super-high-level "Magic Absorption," greatly enhancing their defense and amplifying the wearer's magical abilities.

The Abyss's plans began one by one the moment they landed in the Shadowfall, and now these plans are gradually taking effect. Unbeknownst to the Council of the Dead, the Abyss's power has already firmly surrounded the land. And those who have infiltrated the Shadowfall are not just the Abyss and Sophia as spies.

"Now, what do you think? Are you ready to escape from here? I won't be by your side the whole time, but I will be watching you and ready to guide you at any time." The Abyss's voice gradually became more seductive. "This task is easy. All you have to give up is courage—to take back the freedom and happy life that is rightfully yours."

The girl's previously unfocused gaze hardened, and she looked into Abyss's eyes, nodding firmly.

“Very good. Then, all the slaves in this facility are in your hands. Hmm, my men should have infiltrated the kitchen by now. We’ll put on a full show this morning. You must make sure that all the slaves hear you explain this before lunch. I will cooperate with your mission and make sure you are not discovered by them.”

"Thank you. Are you a god who has come to save us?" the girl said at that moment.

The slaves all shared a similar mindset because the Council of the Dead taught them about the concept of God, leading them to believe that only an omnipotent and unbound by worldly constraints would come to their rescue.

This time, Abis didn't deny it directly, but smiled and said, "I'll introduce my identity to you later. Before the operation begins, you must protect yourself. If they try to sell you or kill you, just mentally call for help; I can hear you. The same goes for everyone else."

The girl nodded, then put the shackles that Abyss had just removed back on, picked up her mop, and hurriedly went out.

……

"Phew, all fourteen facilities for training magical slaves are now complete." Abyss smiled at Sophia beside him. "I told you this method was very efficient, wasn't it?"

Sophia gave a thumbs up with great admiration: "I didn't know you could do it this way. I thought you had to visit all fourteen human ranches today. It turns out you only need to manipulate fourteen alchemical puppets at the same time, and use fourteen fake artificial souls to infiltrate their different facilities simultaneously."

“Rebecca has already replaced the people in charge of food in those facilities by remotely controlling alchemical puppets. By noon, all the slaves who can use magic will have our devices implanted. When the time is right, each of them will become an unstoppable fighting force.” Abyss breathed a sigh of relief. “This afternoon, we will begin to infiltrate the remaining twenty ordinary slave training facilities. These slaves who cannot use magic will be a little more troublesome, but their large numbers are also a major advantage.”

"Abyss, are we going to start a slave revolt now?" Sophia asked, sounding worried. "Won't that expose us?"

Abyss grinned wickedly: "Expose? No, we've been hiding in the shadows, and the Nine Gods have been helping us in secret. There's nothing to worry about. As for the slaves' rebellion—I just want to throw the Shadowlands into chaos so I can take advantage of the chaos."

Chapter 315 Abyss Loses His Temper

Davids sat at his front door, gazing at the gray sky in the distance, leisurely sipping a cup of tea.

His experiment had just made some progress, finally allowing him to relax after several days of tension. Now it was his rest time, and drinking tea and eating snacks were his favorite leisure activities. He also planned to go to the exchange to buy some slaves after finishing his tea to complete the final step of his experiment; his new magic would soon be a success.

The scenery of this Shadowfall wasn't great, but having lived here for many years, he was already used to the environment. The sky was overcast, but there was no strong wind or poisonous rain, making it a decent day.

"Phew...it's another beautiful day." Davids let out a long sigh and exclaimed.

At that moment, a young necromancer rushed out of the cave behind him. The young necromancer was not properly dressed, nor was he wearing shoes; he looked flustered.

"Master! An urgent notice has come from the council! You must listen to this!" the young necromancer shouted to Davidz as soon as he came out.

Davids frowned. He didn't like being disturbed during his leisure time, but this was his apprentice after all, and it sounded quite urgent. So Davids sighed, turned to his apprentice, and asked calmly, "What's wrong? What is it? Tell me."

"Master, the Council of the Dead has issued a summons to all high-ranking council members. Every single one of them must proceed to the nearest slave magic training facility. The council has already sent over the location!" The disciple said to Davidz with an incredulous expression. "Master, I just wrote down the location. Do you want to go?"

"What's going on?" Davidz became completely serious now; he also realized that something seemed amiss.

The Council of the Dead maintains strict secrecy, especially regarding the locations of its slave breeding facilities. Even the most basic human ranches are kept secret from unauthorized personnel, let alone these crucial magical slave breeding facilities. These facilities cultivate the most important, magically capable slaves, who are used in many advanced necromancy experiments.

And now, the parliament is directly informing senior members of these locations?

David's apprentice took a breath and continued, "The information the council sent us wasn't much, but it said that the slaves in these facilities somehow got hold of the keys to their shackles and suddenly started a rebellion. They also seem to have received incredible amplification; ordinary members can't even break their skin! Their magical power has also increased significantly. It seems only high-ranking councilors can subdue them!"

"Is that so?" Davidz exclaimed in surprise. "Has the Abyss, who infiltrated this place, finally lost its composure?"

"Master, was it the Abyss who did it?" the disciple asked, somewhat frightened.

Abyss is a celebrity in the Council of the Dead, and among ordinary members like his apprentices, he is portrayed as a terrifying figure: he is said to be handsome, half-male and half-female, and anyone who looks at his face will be bewitched, losing focus and interfering with spellcasting; he is decisive and ruthless, devoid of human emotions and showing no mercy; anyone who violates the necromancer's code will be punished by him, and the mages the Council of the Dead sent to find him have all disappeared, supposedly evaporated by him.

“There’s no one else!” Davidz said gravely. “This Abyss is incredibly powerful; he could probably buff all the magical slaves. It’s said that his strength is even comparable to the Three Venerables. I’m going to the training facility now. You stay in your quarters and don’t go out. It seems the Abyss has finally had enough of our slave breeding program—I knew this would cause trouble sooner or later.”

Looking at his master's serious expression, the apprentice couldn't help but think to himself, "Aren't you quite happy when you're experimenting on these slaves you've trained?"

"I understand, Master! Then, Master, you must be careful and not run into the Abyss!"

Davidz nodded slightly, took a map from his apprentice, and used wind magic to fly towards the cultivation facility closest to his residence.

……

"Quick! Come and lend a hand! Don't let the barrier break! If these slaves escape, none of us will get away with it!"

A shepherd shouted loudly to his colleagues who were not yet in place. He and another shepherd were currently transferring magic power to maintain the protective array that was built into a cultivation facility.

The slaves had just broken into the facility and killed several shepherds, and were about to escape. However, the Council of the Dead had considered the possibility of slaves escaping when building these facilities, so they had set up a protective barrier to prevent anyone from escaping.

However, these slaves have somehow received a boost, and their magical abilities have inexplicably increased significantly. The Council of the Dead hasn't taught these slaves any powerful combat magic, so they simply use any basic spells they can find to attack the barrier relentlessly.

Opposite the shepherd was a group of slaves, their emotions running high, desperately launching an attack.

"Defeat them, and we can leave this place!" one of the slaves shouted, encouraging his companions. "Use whatever magic you know! We must break this barrier!"

Some people used telekinesis to pull out large, now broken stones that were originally part of the walls, from inside the facility and rammed them against the barrier.

Some people used shockwaves to send rhythmic shockwaves to the ground, making the shepherds outside unsteady and unable to properly channel magic into the magic circle.

Some people held the various weapons they had seized when they rushed out, simply wrapped their magic around them, and kept striking the barrier.

The barrier covering the facility flickered under the slaves' attacks, appearing to be on the verge of collapse.

"Heating spells are effective against this barrier!"

Suddenly, one of the slaves shouted in surprise. Upon hearing this news, all the slaves who were trying to break through the barrier began to use this magic, which was originally used to heat up the medicinal herbs but had become several times stronger because of the connection with the sacred tree.

The barrier could not withstand the high temperature. Under the heat of the slaves, the barrier was like a candle flickering in the wind, and it could break at any moment.

"You audacious slave! Surrender now!"

Just then, an angry shout came from afar. The shepherds looked up, staring in the direction of the sound, their eyes widening in surprise.

Reinforcements have arrived!

Chapter 316 Uprising

Bono, riding a bone spear, flew towards them from the distant sky. He was accompanied by his two apprentices and appeared quite confident.

The slaves inside the barrier were starting to feel afraid when they saw that some powerful figure had arrived. They had been brainwashed by the Council of the Dead since childhood, so they had little will to resist. The reason they killed the shepherd and broke through the barrier was simply because they suddenly had great power and they really wanted freedom.

Now, seeing this powerful person join the shepherds' side, some slaves began to shrink back in fear.

"Don't be afraid of them!" A thin, short girl shouted from among the slaves. "We've come this far, we have no reason to give up! Even if we surrender, they still won't let us go, after all, we were destined to be their experimental subjects from birth!"

Hearing the girl's words, the slaves' wavering hearts calmed down again. Although they were all only a few years old in reality, their intelligence, honed by drugs and long-term magical education, was not lacking, and they easily understood the reasoning behind it.

Now that they have rebelled, the Council of the Dead will certainly not let them off easily. Even if they are to die, they cannot be deprived of their freedom again before they die.

"Let's see who dares to resist!" Bono had reached the shepherds and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Whoever dares to resist, I will rip out his soul after he dies and torment him forever! The soul cannot perish; I will make sure he can never escape pain and live in eternal terror!"

"You can't do it! You can't afford to mess with the people who help us!"

Just as all the slaves were once again frightened by Bono's threat, the girl raised her voice and spoke loudly.

She wasn't a born leader; before meeting the Abyss, she was just an ordinary slave, even more timid than the other slaves due to her weaker physique. However, after learning that the Abyss was helping them, she began to wholeheartedly trust this person with clear eyes.

As slaves, they didn't know who the Abyss was, but the abilities the Abyss displayed when they met convinced the naive girl that she could definitely be saved.

However, salvation cannot be obtained by lying down or kneeling; they must persevere and at least get out of this barrier!