Chapter 424 New Members
At this time, Herot, who was standing in the middle of the magic circle, saw and perceived completely different things from the recipient. He could clearly see everyone floating in the air and feel their state when they were infinitely close to death.
Those with the bloodline of Claulund responded very strongly. The bloodline of the Old Ones is very active at this moment, constantly transmitting the information of the death side back to the body. Those with other surnames who did not have the blood of the Old Ones received much less feedback and could only stand on the boundary between life and death and watch.
Soon you will all be the same.
Firoro walked up to Herot holding a candle with dancing green flames. Herot took out a special dagger and slit his palm.
Clench your fists and recite the incantation...
The red blood dripped on the heart of the candle, and instantly turned into a red blood mist, wrapped in a ball of green light.
A line extended from the candlelight, and the blood mist moved along the light, drifting towards a floating and stiff body. The blood mist carrying the power of the old ruler of Helot wrapped the body inside. As the green light flickered on and off, the power of the blood gradually penetrated from the skin into the body of the operator.
Helot can feel the new changes that the new power has brought to this man. Death is more clear to him, and the affinity between death energy and him has increased many times compared to before.
At this moment, Helot also felt how much advantage he had over ordinary necromancers with all the blood of the Old Dominators. These people are all the best among the tombkeepers. They are all outstanding in talent and more diligent. However, the innate advantages brought by bloodline are too strong, especially as the power of the family cemetery is recovering, which further highlights the power of the bloodline of the old rulers.
A person receives the power of blood given by Herot.
A new drop of blood falls, and the light of the candle connects to another body.
It didn’t take long for Helot to complete the enhancement or granting of the bloodline of the Old Ones to seventeen people. The spell was lifted, light shone in from outside the window again, seventeen people fell back to the floor together, and the magic array was extinguished layer by layer.
The door opened, and Mainur, the head maid, walked in with the ghost maid and the skeleton servant.
Mainur curtsied to Helot: "Master, the rooms of the young master and ladies are ready."
Helot said: "They are still very weak when they are close to death. Carry them back to their room to rest and add more recovery medicine. They should wake up before dinner. I will have dinner with my family."
< br>"Yes, Master."
Mainur directed the maids and servants to carry the unconscious person out of the room. The restoration of the family cemetery also restored their strength that had been suppressed for hundreds of years. , now they are no longer the undead that a few farmers could bully at will.
Thinking of the family cemetery, Herot closed the door of the tomb that opened behind him and said to Firollo: "Follow me to the Tomorrow Group. I don't know if the batch of parts I ordered has been completed. Can we make it again?" With a batch of chaos energy compressors, we can enter the third level of the cemetery."
"Is another terrifying knight about to be awakened?"
"Yes! The Claulund family will add another member. Let's go back quickly. There is a dinner waiting for us tonight."
Helot took Firollo and called Bree. Shini got on the car driven by the cavalry, left the manor and drove towards the city.
The sun turned from the east to the west sky, and the brilliance of the setting sun woke up Lasojia who was sleeping in the bed.
He opened his eyes and found that he was lying in a strange room. There is a soft and comfortable bed under me, and the surrounding decoration is very high-end, but my head is a little confused.
What happened? Where am I?
Lasojia sat up and tried to remember...
Memories like a dream gradually emerged.
I was invited to Helot Manor to accept the summons of Mr. Claude...Helot Manor is very beautiful...There are powerful undead everywhere...They all belong to the Claude family. Servant...
Then we followed the head maid up the stairs...
At this moment, Lasoga's eyes widened instantly. He stretched out his hand to observe, and black light emerged from the palm of his hand. This was something he had never felt before. The death energy had become a part of his body, and it was as tame as a loyal dog he had raised since childhood.
He recited a spell, and several black-armored warriors were summoned by him around the bed. The power emanating from the black armor increased countless times compared to before.
This...is this the power of the bloodline of the Old Ones!
Am I now a member of the Claude family?
Lasoga Claude is my name from now on!
Lasoga still couldn't believe his memory, but the power flowing in his blood told him that all this was true, and that he was really a member of the great Claulund family.
The door knocked...
Lasuojia immediately dismissed the summoned black-armored warrior, quickly stood up and stood beside the bed, and arranged his clothes again: "Please come in!"
The door opened Opening the door, a ghost maid came in, holding a tray with a bottle of crystal-clear potion on it.
"Good afternoon, Master Lasojia! Here is a recovery potion specially prepared for you by the master, which can restore your vitality that was lost during the endowment of your bloodline."
"Thank you... for calling me. Just Lasojia." Lasojia picked up the medicine bottle and drank all the medicine inside in one sip. Then he felt that the medicine took effect very quickly, and his body's fatigue was swept away, and his condition quickly recovered.
The maid smiled and said: "You are now a member of the Claude family. We are servants of the Claude family. We cannot call you by your name directly. How do you feel now?"
Lasoga is not Dare to act like a master in front of this maid, these are the undead who have served the first Duke Claulund, and they exude powerful strength.
Lasuojia put the empty bottle on the tray: "I have never drunk a potion with such an effective effect. It can bring people back to life."
"Of course, this is refined by the master. Potion. If you can move now, you can go to the bathroom next to you and take a shower. I will bring you a change of clothes. It’s almost time for dinner, and the master is waiting to have dinner with his family.”
As a member of the Claude family and having dinner with the patriarch of the Claude family, if someone had said these words to me earlier today, I would have definitely regarded it as a fantasy.
But the reality is such a surprise.
Lasoja's muscles trembled with excitement: "I, I'm going to wash up right now."
It's time for dinner.
All the new members of the Claude family put on new clothes that fit their current status, and were led to the main dining room by the servants of the manor.
The long dining table is covered with a white tablecloth, and the maids push the dining cart to place the prepared food on the dining table. The skeleton servant opened the seat and invited the new members of the family to sit down.
Lasojia and the others sat down uneasily. Such a grand dinner made them feel very restrained and afraid of doing something rude. Helot, who was thinking about this dinner, returned to the manor in time and walked into the restaurant without leaving the family members waiting too long.
He strode to the main seat and sat down, quenching his thirst with a gulp of the sweet wine brought by Kurt.
Then he said: "I can see that you are still a little uncomfortable adapting to your new home. It doesn't matter. Once you get familiar with it, you will know that there are not as many rules here as you think. Now eat, you must be hungry, we will eat while Chat...
By the way, if you want to eat something but can’t get it, just tell the servants behind you.”
Helot pointed to a juicy herring steak a little further away, and Kurt immediately walked over to get one for him.
Helot picked up the knife and fork and started eating, always having a glass of appetizing liqueur on hand.
The family members also followed suit. They had not eaten anything since morning. Recovering from near-death consumes a lot of energy, and they were already very hungry.
Then they were quickly conquered by the delicious food and became more and more relaxed.
Helot was eating while chatting about his arrangements for these new members of the family.
The first is to re-learn undead magic systematically.
Butler Kurt will serve as their teacher and teach them the orthodox necromancy of the Claude family.
Some of the new family members selected by Hailot this time have reached the extraordinary level of strength, such as Lasojia. After being endowed with the blood of the Old Ones and learning orthodox necromancy, Helot believed that they would definitely be able to rapidly increase their strength in a short period of time.
All of them have reached the first level of extraordinary strength, and one or two people can break through to the second level of extraordinary strength.
Some things are not suitable for the undead to do, and outsiders are not suitable to represent the Claulund family. These new family members will take on these responsibilities.
Then Helot told them about the financial master behind the prison...the torturer.
According to the available information, the prisoner is behind one or several large biopharmaceutical groups, and they are transnational interests. They have extremely abundant funds and technology, and are trying to use the bloody chaos as an excuse to launch a civil war that will subvert the empire.
Originally, their plan was implemented very smoothly, but...
"I returned to the center of the empire in the name of the patriarch of the Claude family, disrupted their plan, and let the torturer There are internal differences.
Our position is very delicate now. Both the emperor and the executioner want to win over the Claude family. This presents both opportunities and dangers to either of them. If they feel that the Claonlund family will completely turn to the other side, they will immediately list us as mortal enemies, and the power of the Claonlund family is still very weak.”
The new members of the family stopped eating. Anyone who can make achievements in undead magic must not be a fool. They all figured out the intention of the patriarch to recruit them to join the Claulund family.
Lasoga looked at the expressions of the people around him and said to Herot: "Clan leader, we are all tombkeepers. Even if we have not joined the Clallund family, we are still closely related to the Clallund family. Honor and disgrace are one. Now we are all members of the family. Since the power of the blood of the Old Ones flows in our blood, we will also bear the responsibility given to us by this great name.
No matter what happens, we will. Firmly support the Patriarch!"
"Of course I believe in you, that's why I let you join the Claulund family." Those who can sit here have been carefully inspected by Helot for their talent and willpower. , wisdom... all must meet the requirements. Helot continued: "It is certain that in this civil war that is very likely to break out, it is impossible for all parties to keep the Claude family out of the matter. Therefore, we must actively intervene and recognize our opponents in order to survive in the fog. Find the right way to protect the family.”
Lasojia: “Whatever we need to do, please give the clan leader instructions.”
Hailot said with a smile: "The most important thing for you now is to improve your strength, and then manage the cemetery on the mountain. Participating in more funerals will be of great help in understanding death."
Hailot Te did not assign tasks to the new members of the family prematurely. The family does not need them to charge into battle yet.
The dinner continued. The family members were all excellent necromancers, so the conversation naturally turned to necromancy. Various questions were raised, and Helot simply asked Maynur to bring a blackboard and started teaching undead magic directly in the restaurant.
Arranging Master Laem's manuscripts allowed Herot to stand on the "shoulders of giants" from the beginning of his contact with undead magic. The starry sky in the Immortal Tower of the Rotten Royal Court gave him an extremely large amount of knowledge reserves. Therefore, even though he has only been learning necromancy for more than a year, the necromancers at the dinner table who have studied necromancy for more than ten or decades are like elementary school students in front of him.
Speaking of rising, Herot gnawed bread in one hand and wrote with chalk in the other. His palace-level understanding of magic not only fascinated the necromancers, but also the undead servants.
At this moment, the empire, the family, and the torturers were all forgotten.
Intrigues, intrigues, competition for fame and fortune... How can these things compare to magic in making people physically and mentally happy?
But everyone lives in reality. Even if you don’t like to do some things, you have to do them because of the things you carry.
A servant walked into the restaurant and said a few words in Kurt's ear. Kurt thought for a moment and decided to interrupt Helot's solution.
“Master, the Third Prince is here and said that he has something important to discuss with you.”
Something that would make Terenas come over on his own initiative must be a big deal.
Helot had no choice but to end the dinner teaching and go to see Terenas.
Terenas was placed in a high-standard reception room. He felt very novel that there were undead servants everywhere in the manor. When he saw Herot, the first thing he asked was: "Are all the undead servants in your family descended from the first generation of the Undead Duke?"
Helot asked Terenas to sit down and asked Mai to sit down. Nuer went to serve the tea and said: "Not all are passed down from the first generation of ancestors, but also from the second generation of ancestors."
"This... seems to be similar."
"Absolutely." Helot looked out the window, it was already night, and asked Terenas: "Why did you come to me at night for something important?"
Terenas He took out a book and gave it to Herot: "Have you read this book?"
Helot took it and the cover of the book was extremely familiar.
A withered red rose, the nine fallen petals are broken like an innocent soul, and the remaining three petals are crumbling.
The name of the book is "Blood Rose".
"I haven't seen it. It should be related to the torturer, right?"
(End of this chapter)