Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

"Since that’s the case..."

Fang Zhou took a step forward, his entire body fully entering the Death Energy Prism!

This time, the bone dragon Uriel was truly shocked.

One must know, besides itself, a bone dragon with an unparalleled physical strength at the Silver Tier, even Murphite, the Corpse Witch Lord, dared not easily step into the Death Energy Prism!

Let alone Blood Bat Knight, Resentful Spirit, and Flesh Butcher, these Silver Tier undead creatures!

They weren’t unaware of the benefits of the Death Energy Prism; rather, after probing time and again and confirming their inability to directly endure the advantages brought by the Death Energy Prism, they had no choice but to give up.

And Fang Zhou... was merely a unique undead lord.

Although his combat power was indeed not weak, solely in terms of physical qualities, he could compare with this bone dragon, adamantly stepping into the Death Energy Prism without being assimilated.

This alone caused the bone dragon to view Fang Zhou in a new light.

Strength determines everything.

Unconsciously, Uriel’s attitude changed.

Regardless of Fang Zhou’s race, being able to enter the Death Energy Prism like it and receive the most pure and frenzied baptism of death energy, this undead lord already deserves respect.

This is a form of respect.

Though not entirely equal, being able to make a proud and brutal bone dragon regard an undead creature of the same tier seriously is already an incredible thing.

One must know, even the leaders of the three major undead tribes, Blood Bat Knight, Resentful Spirit, and Flesh Butcher, have never been taken seriously by Uriel!

"It’s a pity that even with extraordinary talent, one can only be trapped like me in this small Silver Tier realm for years without further progress."

After carefully observing Fang Zhou and confirming he could really endure the assimilation and baptism of the Death Energy Prism, Uriel’s soul fire in its eye sockets gradually extinguished, and it once again fell into slumber.

Fang Zhou too had no mind to pay attention to the bone dragon Uriel.

Though he very much wanted to make Uriel into his mount, now was not the time to act rashly and alert the enemy.

He was fully immersed in the inundation of the Death Energy Prism.

At this moment, Fang Zhou was already basking in the feeling of growing stronger every moment.

No wonder the Blood Moon Observatory, located at the heart of the Wasteland of Strife.

Basking in this Death Energy Prism, Fang Zhou felt the speed of his strength growth was even more fierce than when he discovered the scepter of Undead Blood Moon at the Skeleton Lord’s castle in the Hill of Corpses!

Skeleton Armor was being assimilated.

Smooth became rough.

Then rough started to show indentation.

Finally, even tiny cracks appeared.

Meanwhile, while constantly being eroded and assimilated by the Death Energy Prism, a vast amount of information crazily refreshed from Fang Zhou’s attribute panel!

"Power Attribute increased by 2 points."

"Agility Attribute increased by 1 point."

"Constitution Attribute increased by 1 point."

"Spirit Attribute increased by 1 point."

"Power Attribute increased by 1 point."

.........

Vast amounts of information refreshed from the attribute panel.

Each refresh of information represented a portion of Fang Zhou’s body becoming stronger, each representing a growth of his Four-dimensional Attributes.

Though compared to the Four-dimensional Attributes he currently possessed, each refresh increased the attributes slightly.

But don’t forget, as long as Fang Zhou bathes in the Death Energy Prism, this increases endlessly!

Each increase is small.

Yet, what about in an hour, a day, or even a month.........

These accumulated attribute increases were sufficient to push Fang Zhou’s Four-dimensional Attributes to a transformative level!

Silver Limit is already within sight.

Basking in this state where weakening and strengthening coexist, Fang Zhou was somewhat intoxicated.

No wonder, even a brutal existence like a bone dragon would choose to slumber in the Death Energy Prism.

In the Wasteland of Strife, where energy concentration is at most Silver Tier, having reached the Silver Limit level, what could be more tempting than further improving one’s own power?

Of course, Fang Zhou did not forget the initial purpose of his visit.

Which was to further empower Vladimir.

With most of his body still basking in the frenzied death energy-filled Death Energy Prism, Fang Zhou extended an arm from the Prism, placing it on Vladimir’s forehead.

Then, carefully channeling the omnipresent death energy from outside into his own body, activating the Blood Spirit Lord skill, he injected it through the arm extended out of the Prism into Vladimir’s body!

Death energy can be said to be the foundation of existence for the undead.

When Fang Zhou purified these energies to make them extremely mild before injecting them into Vladimir’s body, what was manifested was a rapid growth in Vladimir’s Four-dimensional Attributes.

Though the growth speed couldn’t compare to Fang Zhou’s direct immersion in the Death Energy Prism, accumulated over time, it was quite considerable.

After all, even the leader of the Silver Limit Blood Bat Knights struggled to withstand the impact and assimilation of the Death Energy Prism, let alone Vladimir, who was still some distance from the Silver Limit.

Fang Zhou’s few usable undead leaders in the Tomb were limited in number.

Thus every leader received Fang Zhou’s full cultivation.

Moreover, these undead leaders, though each has their focus and different directions in development, like Fang Zhou, all possess the racial talent of the four major races: skeleton, zombie, ghost, and vampire.

The result is that Vladimir’s Four-dimensional Attributes and racial combat power coefficient were significantly higher than ordinary vampires!