Star Forge Titan

Relying on terrible resentment, the Blood Ghost, who was seriously injured when removing the last trap, forcibly activated a forbidden spell from a torn spell notebook. He wanted to transform himself into a half-undead structure in order to continue to exist.

By then, relying on the undead characteristics of the undead, he, who is a killer himself, is confident that he can kill some second-level transcendents head-on and by force.

The broken flesh and blood peeled off piece by piece, and the blood ghost raised his head with an extremely ferocious and vicious expression.

"Damn you! You won't have a good ending."

Looking at the two young men standing not far away, he gave up on life and cursed with a hoarse voice:

"When I transform into the Dark Warrior, I will..."

But before he could finish his words, Blood Ghost saw the young man in the black robe suddenly slap his thigh and shouted with joy on his face:

"What kind of day is today? How come not only pie in the sky but also ready-made undead puppets are falling from the sky?"

Chapter 134 Serious Diary

1860, Ugetsu

The merchants in the city were indeed rich. There were actually eighteen gold ecu in a small second-hand goods shop.

There are also those old and tattered ancient books. If I am not mistaken, there seems to be a noble family tree in it, which can probably be sold for a lot of money.

Oh, now I feel that being able to read is indeed a good thing. If I had known earlier, I would not have stabbed that old teacher when I stole his property.

In short, my uncle Stuart is going to get rich.

……

1861, Portuguese Moon

Holy shit, that book is actually real! I've found a real gem! A few dead kids' lives have made my nails toxic.

It’s decided, from now on my nickname will be Ghost Hand Stewart!

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1863, Mu Yue

The things in that book are so useful. It's true that literacy can change one's destiny. Next time when I have time, I'll go visit that old guy's grave. I remember I hid his body in the dry well in the lower city. Ha, looking back, it really saved me a lot of effort in digging the hole.

Hehe, come to think of it, because I always make the scene too exaggerated every time I work, those guys have started calling me Blood Ghost.

However, this nickname is more impressive than Ghost Hand, and I like it.

……

1865, Fengyue

I went to several antique shops and second-hand stores, but couldn't find anything similar.

However, there are still some things I don’t understand about the contents of the book. Should I go find a wizard to ask?

Forget it, those guys are not easy to deal with.

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1866, Germination

Damn, I haven't learned anything new in almost a year. Should I try those dangerous-looking rituals?

Calm down, Stuart. You are the famous Red Ghost. Take another look.

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1867, Ugetsu

Okay, I admit that people have their limits. It seems I'll just have to take the risk and try those few rituals.

As for the materials needed for the ceremony, well, we can just find them from the group of little beggars in the downtown area who no one would care if they disappeared.

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1870, Fruit Moon

The success rate of the ceremony was much lower than expected, but fortunately the number of beggars in the downtown area was more than expected.

Haha, after three years, I finally succeeded!

In just ten years, I can become a real blood ghost!

Immortal, beyond human beings!

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1875 Thermidor

Five years later, progress has been much slower than expected. Is it because the materials are too scarce? If they continue to pile up, the basement will be too full to hold the remaining waste after the materials are stripped away.

Sigh, it's better to find a way to deal with the pile of stuff. While the things in that book are useful, they seem to be forbidden spells in Lind's case. It seems that those extraordinary people are even more shady than most wanderers.

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1879, Portuguese Moon

For four years, the progress of the ceremony was basically stagnant.

Forget it, I give up. Let it be. Anyway, Blood Ghost Stuart is already a top-notch expert in the guild, and his current income is enough for me to save up a generous pension.

If you think about it carefully, after working for another ten years, you can go to the countryside and buy a manor to live your retirement life.

By then, those lowly people will have to call me Master Stuart!

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1887, Ugetsu

An unexpected change! I actually had the opportunity to join the Extraordinary Organization, regardless of my status.

As expected, I still don't want to accept my fate and become an ordinary country gentleman. Humph, I'm just a low-level alchemist and a mere wild mage.

Even if there is some hidden secret behind this, at least these two guys on the surface are definitely no match for me, Blood Ghost Stewart.

Just wait, this time I must seize the opportunity to change my destiny!

Closing the locked notebook he had just searched from the other person, Ka Yang scratched the messy hair on his head that looked like a bird's nest.

The contents of the diary ended here, but these contents alone made him feel disgusted and disdainful. If villains were to be divided into levels, the other party was undoubtedly in the level that he could look down upon and despise.

No, I'm not a villain anymore.

With this thought in mind, the genuine necromancer Kayon Paulus looked at the bloody and mangled so-called 'Dark Warrior' in front of him, and a mocking expression slowly emerged on his face.

"No way, no way? In seventeen years, this guy has transformed himself into a half-baked undead transformed creature?" Sarcastic words, accompanied by a sharp whistle, spurted out from the black-robed necromancer's broken mouth.

A few minutes ago, the blood ghost Stuart, who was about to complete the transformation, waved his black and poisonous claws and pounced ferociously on Ivan and Kayon who were walking home after dinner.

As a result, the latter casually threw out a "Secondary Control of Undead", immediately making the opponent freeze in place as if petrified.

"So, what kind of undead is this guy now?" Ivan looked at the half-undead, which was probably a zombie, in surprise:

"Zombies? Ghouls? They can't be soul-bound corpses, right?"

"Even the Soul Bound Corpses know it... You really are very knowledgeable, Your Highness." Khayon was stunned for a moment, then looked at the black-haired boy beside him with an expression of 'You really are very knowledgeable'.

The Soul Bound Corpse is a high-level monster among the advanced undead creations. It is usually used to transform warriors who were very powerful in life into living dead who mastered the strongest skills in their lifetime.

Therefore, to create such a high-level undead puppet, not only does one need the complete corpse of a strong person, but one also needs to imprison the other person's soul, and use extremely advanced undead curse skills to achieve the effect of distorting and binding the soul itself.

Because only in this way can a terrifying killing machine be created that will never stop functioning unless its body is completely destroyed.

Honestly, this thing in front of me doesn't even compare to the Soul Bound...

"Don't use such a weird tone. Have you taken control of this guy? Ask him about his background. Who's behind this? I don't need to teach you this kind of thing."

Alvin gave the necromancer beside him a displeased look, but he couldn't help but smile.

From the diary he carried with him, the two learned that he was a typical self-taught transcendent. After accidentally obtaining a tome of necromancy disguised as a "noble family tree," he spent seventeen years teaching himself the art, and through arduous efforts, he successfully transformed himself into this half-human, half-ghost appearance.

And his final outcome was truly like a fake meeting the real one, a pirated product meeting the genuine product, a self-taught person meeting a professional, and a country bandit meeting the regular army.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Ka Yang glared.

"Yeah." Alvin nodded as a matter of course and said another sentence.

"if not?"

"..." Swallowing back the 'Elrond curse' that was rising in his throat, Khayon rolled up his sleeves with a dark face and walked forward.

"Wait a minute, there are too many errors in the magic circle engraved on this guy's head. It looks like it's encrypted. Let me take a closer look."

At this moment, Stuart, who was affected by the "Control of the Undead", could only move his eyeballs. He stared at Khayon who was approaching him. As the other's smile became more and more hideous, a fear that he had not felt in more than ten years gradually emerged in his eyes.

Ever since he got the spell book, he has considered himself superior and has lived with a rather arrogant attitude until now. Of course, he is not a fool, at least he knows who he should not mess with.

Therefore, being tied up like this, unable to move at all, and being able to watch the other person stab his head, was something that Blood Ghost Stewart had never experienced in many years.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of those innocent people who were treated as experimental materials by him. When facing the sharp blade, their feelings might be the same as his current feelings.

When Alvin finished cleaning half of the yard, he saw that the undead puppet Stuart had been completely transformed.

The other party's originally bloody appearance now looked almost normal, with only some faint color and stitches left by stitches on the skin.

By the way, during the restoration process, a genuine necromancer completed almost all the work using only the simplest and cheapest materials, such as pig skin, pork and chicken bones left over from dinner.

However, when testing the mobility, Khayang chose to let the opponent perform the cancan dance under his control, which required continuous high kicks.

Is there something wrong with you???

Noticing Ivan's strange look, Khayon coughed calmly and then explained lightly.

"Dancing is a very comprehensive way to test the mobility of each part of the puppet."

Then, he raised his hand to control the freshly-baked undead puppet to stop its speechless and shameful movements.

"I already understand the general situation." The necromancer shrugged. He wore a strange smile that made people clench their fists, and continued in that sweet voice:

"Your Highness, the attention you and that witch lady brought to the qualifiers seems to have attracted more attention than expected~"

Chapter 135: Pre-match dinner

"How to say?"

Ivan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't feel that strange.

However, every time Ka Yang subconsciously used this deceptively sweet voice, it usually meant that the other party had become completely serious.

"As a small character, this guy who comes to test the waters wouldn't know much. But this time is an exception." As he spoke, a sighing expression appeared on Ka Yang's face.

"He's considered a veteran in the local Thieves Guild, so his connections are much stronger than those of ordinary young thieves. Therefore, he also knows some information about the publisher."

"Honestly speaking, if this mission hadn't offered these illegal transcendents, in addition to the high bounty, conditions that were hard to refuse, this guy definitely wouldn't have made a move so easily, at least he wouldn't have been the first to do so. Unfortunately, he was blinded by the temptation."

The Necromancer sighed with emotion and gave a caring look to the mentally retarded Blood Ghost Stuart who had lost himself.

"Golden Glory, Cloud Tower, Temple of Light, Tesla Rotor, Daimler Workshop... Aside from a few lucky winners, all the other strong competitors who secured the right to participate in the Youth Magic Car Competition are very interested in our sudden dark horse."

Listening to the names that Ka Yang said while counting on his fingers, the expression on Ivan's face did not become more serious, but instead showed a hint of wanting to laugh.

Noticing this, Khayon stopped talking and looked at him with a frown.

"Don't you know what these names symbolize?"

"Of course I know." Although he answered like this, Alvin shook his head.

"Golden Glory is the backbone of the Linde Alchemist Association and can almost be considered the leading figure among Linde alchemists. Meanwhile, the Cloud Tower is an established mage organization with a long history. They even secretly possess the secret inheritance of the 'Scourge Mage'."

"As for the Light Temple, as the largest temple power in Linde, the Central Empire, I needn't say much. Tesla Rotor, Daimler Workshop, and General Magic Company, though relatively new, have close ties with the Linde military. And thanks to the Magic Industrial Revolution, they've amassed wealth in just a few short years that would make even dragons envious."

Alvin told the origins of these forces in detail, including a lot of secret information that even Khayang didn't know.

"Wait, the Cloud Tower is an organization that cultivates strategic forces like the Scourge Mage? No, if you know so much, why don't you look nervous at all?" Khayon asked in astonishment.

"Of course it's because..." Ivan smiled slightly and continued with emotion:

"The goddess of victory is with me."

"..." Ka Yang was silent for a moment.

"Tell me, did the Northern witch doctor leave you some secret techniques wrapped in animal skins?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't put everything on the Northern Witch Doctor!" Ivan retorted with a helpless smile:

In the end, Khayon said nothing, but just looked at him with a look that said, "Weren't you the first to do this?"