The outskirts of Beifeng Castle.
Inside the Iron Dragon Wing Palace.
Cassius sits on the Iron Throne, under him are the three Dukes of Rumple, Doro, and Metrolash.
Now, most of the top officials of the empire are working in Isdalia. This time, they received an urgent call from Cassius, and they were urgently teleported from Isdalia.
Cassius looked around and then asked:
"Everyone, you all understand the general situation. What do you think of this lich?"
Metrolash frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, with all due respect, this ancient, evil undead creature is not worthy of trust."
After all, he was a former paladin, and he understood that the lich was a hopeless guy.
Doro retorted: "He can become the empire's war aid and can just fill in our shortcomings in necromancy."
Rumple said: "Your Majesty has the lich's phylactery in his hands. Such old monsters have lived for hundreds of years, and their memories contain unknown knowledge and chilling secrets that have been lost in the long river of time. That It’s a treasure trove.”
"We can squeeze it out bit by bit."
The ogre magician licked his lips, his tone revealing endless greed.
"Well said."
"But first, let you see how useful it is."
Cassius nodded slightly.
At his order, a group of tiefling soldiers came in carrying the sarcophagus and struggled to lift the lid of the coffin.
"This is Earl Hart."
I saw a tall and strong half-dragon lying quietly in the sarcophagus. There were shocking wounds on his chest, and his specially treated skin was pale - he had obviously lost his life.
During the Magul Incident, Hart, the leader of the "Free Trade Caravan", was besieged by the Allied forces and was first frozen by magic, and then stabbed to death randomly.
But Duke Leo was surprised to find that the dragon-blooded Earl's body was so strong that it could not be burned by the flames.
As a result, the Allied soldiers brought Hart's body back to Strafburg, and the Northland nobles wanted to discover the secret of the dragon's veins from him.
Unfortunately, before they had time to conduct research, the Ember Kingdom's army broke through Straf Castle and took the body back.
After the victory of the war, Hart was officially promoted by the empire as a "hero who dedicated his life to the liberation of the North" and was awarded the title of Honorary Marquis. His statue and body were also displayed in the Imperial Memorial Hall.
But now, this body with dragon blood has been transported here.
It was obvious what Cassius wanted to do - this was the earl he had personally gifted, so it would be a waste to let him die in vain.
"Let Oreste in."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The lich walked into the hall tremblingly and knelt down in front of the red dragon - since the phylactery was in the hands of others, the lich's aura was much weaker.
"Your Majesty, no, my noble master, I come in compliance with your order."
"Transform him."
"Yes, Master, but I don't know what kind of undead creature you want to be resurrected into?"
"The most advanced one, the kind with autonomous consciousness."
"But."
Orest's withered face showed a look of embarrassment.
Cassius gently raised his claw, and the [Skeleton Staff of Melkor] fell out of thin air in front of the Lich.
"I'll lend it to you."
"Thank you master for the gift."
Orest waved the skeleton scepter and pointed it at Hart's body. The dark magic stone was filled with necromantic energy.
"Evil undead transformed from mortals driven by dark desires and great vanity" "Wight, obey my call"
【Awakening the higher undead】
When death silences a person's heart and extinguishes his life breath, his essence can return in the form of immortality, attach to his body, and wage eternal war against the living.
That is the corpse demon.
They will obey the orders of any dark being who transforms them into undead, swearing to serve their new masters while retaining their autonomy.
The tireless wights pursue their goals relentlessly and without distraction.
Trump, who was standing aside, suddenly said coldly: "Lich, are you transforming your slaves? See clearly, who is the master here!"
Oreste suddenly froze, and then he realized that hundreds of years of habits had almost made him make a huge mistake.
This is not about transforming the undead for yourself!
But for that Majesty!
He quickly lowered his head towards Cassius: "Of course it is His Majesty Cassius, you are the unquestionable master of this corpse monster."
"Master, please lower your will and complete this last step."
The red dragon's powerful will descended.
Completed the final call.
The mist of death filled the half-dragon.
Like embers, negative energy spreads from the heart to the entire corpse, then penetrates the flesh, clothing, and armor, transforming the body into a container capable of holding the undead spirit.
Hart felt himself sinking into the dark void for a long time, and images of several spears stabbing him to death and flames burning his body emerged in his mind - those were the images he saw during his lifetime, and the images he saw before his death. Last memory.
He seemed to hear some distant, grand call.
"Hart——"
That was the voice of the Dragon Lord.
That was the voice of His Majesty who gave him new life, changed his destiny, and gave him noble blood.
"Your Majesty needs me"
"I want to go back."
Finally, he slowly opened his eyes, and the two eyeballs were dark and flickering.
"Am I alive?"
Hart stood up slowly and looked at his cold body in confusion, but soon he realized everything - Your Majesty allowed him to return to the world and gave him new life again.
Corpses have memories and are driven by their self-awareness during their lifetimes. However, it is quite controversial whether the new corpses are undead monsters with false memories that are completely different from their original owners, or whether they are the continuation of the existence of the past. Problem.
He gradually adapted to the existence of the undead creature, climbed out of the coffin, and half-knelt in front of the red dragon.
"Your Majesty."
The corpse demon's voice was hoarse and low, with no emotion.
But Cassius could feel the loyalty that came from the depths of his soul, which included both the surrender of the dragon-veined relatives and the undead creatures' following of the summoner.
"Welcome back to the Empire."
"Marquis Hart."
Cassius looked down at the newborn corpse demon and said calmly.
In the future blueprint of the Empire, the undead are also a piece of the puzzle. These guys are extremely cheap cannon fodder, recyclable labor, and can work wonders in the Underdark.
However, Hart's resurrection is just the beginning.
Now, Cassius has a more greedy and bold idea about using this lich. (End of chapter)