The Necromancer is a terrifying profession.

However, Bandra looked apart from a pale face and a gloomy temperament, but she didn't have much fear. On the contrary, he looked similar to a middle-aged nobleman, arrogant and slightly reserved.

Since joining the Melada family and becoming a loyal dog under Roger Melada, Bandra's originally gloomy face has become even more gloomy.

"Why didn't he die?"

Since being scolded by Roger Melada, Bandera has been wondering why Dark Evans can surrender the mandala flower without dying?

Bandera really couldn't believe that even the Mandala flower, which could even poison even the golden warrior, would not poison the waste who didn't even have the fighting spirit.

Bandera mixed in the crowd and saw Zhao Feng. At this time, he was surprised, angry, and surprised, and a variety of emotions were mixed together.

"Damn it, why is he not dead yet!"

The news you hear with your own ears is a completely different concept than the news you see with your own eyes. Bandra originally thought it was just a false rumor or an illusion.

However, the living person in front of him completely shocked Bandra.

"No, absolutely not, unless it is a miracle of the God of the Underworld, why would he survive? Could it be that he is the one who is protected by the God of the Underworld?"

Bandra clenched her fist, her originally gloomy face twisted: "No, absolutely not."

As he said that, he left the market and ran to the place where Dark Evans was buried, trying to see if the body was still there.

The mass grave still looks desolate.

Bandra dug up the soil layer, saw the body lying in the pit on her back, and said, "No, isn't the person here?"

However, he immediately discovered that the guy in front of him was not as tall as Zhao Feng. At this time, he turned the man towards him and realized.

"So it's him!"

At this moment, Bandra realized that the corpse was from the drunkard Hans. After more than ten days, Hans's corpse was not rotten at all. It was almost the same as a perfect person. He still opened his horrified eyes and looked very scared. His messy beard and sloppy expression were still vivid.

"Why is this guy here? But the person who should have been here died!" Bandra was puzzled and sighed slightly, "Forget it, people will always have to be in the arms of Hades, the embrace of Pluto."

However, after carefully looking at the body of the drunkard Hans, Bandra said, "You are really unlucky, your soul is closed in your body. But it just so happens that I can use you to create a puppet zombie. I believe you are very unwilling to accept your death!"

As Bandera's gloomy spell began to chant, a faint fog emanated from the body of the drunkard Hans, with a foul smell unique to the corpse.

As the thick fog was constantly sucked into the body by the drunkard Hans, his body began to move slightly. His originally stiff body began to tremble slightly.

"Great God of the Underworld, please give me the power of darkness."

As Bandera kept singing, a black energy slowly injected into Hans's body, making his face gradually become ferocious. His body continued to expand and grow bigger, his muscles gradually bulged, and slender fangs grew in his mouth, and his fingernails grew a lot, which looked very sharp.

"roar!"

With a heart-wrenching sound, Hans suddenly stood up. At this time, his body became very strong and his muscles looked very terrifying. His eyes were empty and unsightly, and with a face full of flesh, he looked very ferocious.

"However, this is a shameless way to plant willows." Looking at the puppet zombie in front of him, a look of satisfaction appeared on Bandera's face.

In the past, he created many zombies, but none of them were as perfect as before.

"Hans, I remember your name is Hans." Bandra looked at the puppet zombie in front of her with satisfaction and said, "From now on, you will be my servant, do you understand?"

"Yes." A low approval sound came from the mouth of the puppet zombie Hans. After that, he stood beside Bandra, lowered his head, looking respectful.

Puppet zombies are relatively advanced creatures among dark creatures. Most of them are controlled by necromancers and have certain functions. They are more powerful than those necromancers.

This kind of puppet zombie is not afraid of life and death. After being tempered by the power of darkness, it is extremely hard and difficult to damage him through physical attacks.

Moreover, because of certain intelligence, these zombies will be more flexible when attacking, causing great trouble to people, and are very difficult creatures.

Even if a bronze warrior encounters such a puppet zombie, it will be very troublesome.

Bandera stared at the necro creature in front of her and laughed loudly, saying, "This time, I think you will die. You are such a waste, your life is really long."

Thinking of Dark Evans' appearance, Bandera was angry.

Bandra extremely disliked those beautiful things, especially those who were beautiful. He hated Dark Evans, who had a beautiful and elegant appearance. Bandra also hated his noble bloodline. At this moment, he had the appearance of Dark Evans in his mind.

"Boy, go to death for me!"

With Bandera's roar, the bird in the woods was frightened. At this time, Hans, who had been standing beside Bandera, suddenly jumped up, jumped seven or eight meters high, and grabbed a bird.

At this time, he opened his bloody mouth and sent the struggling bird into his mouth. He chewed it violently, regardless of its chirping. Then he swallowed it with blood.

After eating, Hans licked his bloody lips with an unsatisfactory look. Puppet zombies like him like him like to eat raw and drink fresh blood.

Looking at Hans' appearance, Bandera smiled and said, "Eat more and drink more. I want you to have more strength to kill that kid."

Generally speaking, the puppet zombies will have the greatest strength after they are full and drink.

Hearing his master's words, Hans fluttered and grabbed and bite, grabbed a lot of living things, stuffed them into his mouth, and started chewing them.

His movements were very agile, just like the best hunter. Although he was just a zombie, his movements and speed were similar to those of a high-level warrior, fierce and accurate.

"I think how you die?" Bandra could foresee that if he releases Hans, the puppet zombie, Zhao Feng, would have a miserable end.

He seemed to see Zhao Feng's sharp teeth and sharp teeth struggling in Hans, his blood kept splashing out, and his pain was wailing, and his body was torn apart one by one.

After a while, seeing Hans burp with satisfaction, Bandra nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, come with me, my servant."
Chapter completed!