Undead Mage from a Cell

"Does this really work?"

"Don’t worry, as an Undead Mage, I’m a professional."

Gu Xi said quite confidently.

Kro wanted to persuade Gu Xi.

But seeing Gu Xi’s confident look, he didn’t know how to persuade him further.

At this moment, the Undead under Gu Xi’s command had already sent various artifacts into the city ahead.

And Gu Xi wasn’t idle either; in a place Kro couldn’t see, Gu Xi released the White Bone Obelisk.

"White Bone Obelisk, give me a blessing, and then give this city a blessing too."

Then Gu Xi raised the Illusion Magic Wand in his hand and began injecting mana into the city ahead.

As Gu Xi infused mana, the ground of the city buried underground for who knows how many years slightly trembled.

Influenced by the various materials and artifacts Gu Xi placed here, some spirits of the Elf Race appeared within the city.

They lingered for a moment, then turned their gaze to Gu Xi outside the city.

But what Gu Xi was hoping for—the soul of this dead city—did not appear.

This situation made Gu Xi somewhat worried.

Thinking for a moment, Gu Xi suddenly stepped forward.

"Brother Gu, what are you doing?"

"My Death City, if I don’t enter, how can it count as mine?"

Gu Xi understood the crucial part and decisively stepped into the city ahead, no longer just lingering outside.

Upon entering the dead city, Gu Xi immediately felt the toxic air assaulting him.

Luckily, Gu Xi was prepared—though he wasn’t as armed as Kro, he did bring some small antidote artifacts.

Then Gu Xi sensed a chill at his back, as if something was continuously blowing on his neck.

If it were anyone else, they might be frightened, but for an Undead Mage, it’s a minor issue.

Gu Xi walked step by step toward the center of the city, complaining about the narrow passage Kro excavated earlier, which normal people can’t pass through.

Fortunately, Gu Xi wasn’t a picky person; a more particular individual wouldn’t even consider coming here.

As Gu Xi ventured deeper inside, he slowly sensed the souls from the dead city.

Unlike Luna’s case, Gu Xi clearly felt the city’s resentment and murderous intent.

He seemed regretful for being ambushed by the Dragon, failing to become a city and buried underground.

Gu Xi could feel a strong desire to fight from it.

Seeing this, Gu Xi understood the method to communicate with the dead city’s soul.

"Come out and talk; you still want to fight, right? You still want to prove yourself."

"You’re resentful of dying like this, especially with ten thousand, possibly more, Elves dying unwillingly."

"You probably never thought, because you were annihilated by the Dragon, how many fellow Elves fell in the battle with Dragons."

"You also didn’t imagine how your reputation changed as you were buried underground."

"I’m giving you a chance to rise and fight again."

"Prove your existence to everyone?"

"What can you offer me?"

At this moment, a voice sounded in Gu Xi’s ear.

Upon hearing it, Gu Xi knew there was hope.

"A chance for rebirth."

Gu Xi said calmly.

The voice was ready to respond, but then Kro rushed in.

"Brother Gu, something’s wrong, enemies are approaching."

Gu Xi glanced at Kro, sighing inwardly—this guy is really a trouble magnet.

Wherever he goes, trouble follows.

If not for the main quest being bound to him, Gu Xi wouldn’t want to take him along.

"No worries, my troops are outside; even if there are enemies, they’ll hold them off."

After speaking, Gu Xi spun around to handle the enemies outside first.

Unexpectedly, a voice echoed in his ear again.

"Can I join the battle?"

Gu Xi immediately realized he made a mistake during the communication with the city’s soul.

This dead city’s soul desired not rebirth, but battle.

"Sure, if you want to fight, then fight with us."

Gu Xi laughed.

Then Gu Xi added, "Right now, I’ll add some things to you, and infuse my entire mana, awaken and join the fight."

Supporting the Illusion Magic Wand, Gu Xi forcefully thrust it into the ground.

Just as Gu Xi was about to transfer mana to the city, the voice sounded again.

"I don’t need mana, I need something that proves I am a city."

Considering the situation, Gu Xi first thought of the city gate.

But quickly shook his head.

Rebuilding a city gate here is impossible in a short time.

No matter how fast Gu Xi’s construction speed is, he can’t build a city gate quickly.

Placing Yalidov City’s gate here won’t work either.

That way, this dead city would be directly assimilated by Yalidu City.

So Gu Xi had to think of another way.

At this moment, Gu Xi suddenly had an idea.

"I have it, let me try!"

Gu Xi pointed to the spot just entered.

"Ghost Gate Opening!"

A massive city gate appeared at the pointed location, so large it even reached into the earth.

"How is it?"

After releasing the Ghost Gate, Gu Xi directly asked.

"Great, but it’s still not enough!"

Gu Xi smiled, "Not enough? It’s no big deal!"

Next, Gu Xi kept pointing outward, repeatedly opening the Ghost Gates, placing one after another on the dead city’s body.

But as the Ghost Gates slowly opened, the Undead coming out brought another problem.

These Undead, summoned as cannon fodder by Gu Xi, weren’t related to each other; one Ghost Gate was fine, but as more opened, the Undead began clashing among themselves.

Seeing this, Gu Xi was bemused.

He didn’t want any problems arising at this point.

So Gu Xi decisively pointed to the farthest visible place.

"Peach Mountain Ghost Suppression!"

Under Gu Xi’s spell, a phantom of a mountain made of peach trees appeared where he pointed.

Then the numerous Pea Artifacts and other tools Gu Xi sent earlier lit up simultaneously.

At this time, a voice echoed through the city.

"I, Silia Roman Forest, return from death!"