Invisible fluctuations of mental power overflowed from Fang Heng's palm and quickly spread towards the leader of the undead skeleton.
Huh?
Fang Heng's heart moved.
In the past, when spiritual branding was carried out, the suppressed undead skeletons would violently resist.
But this time is different!
The undead skeleton boss was completely suppressed by a layer of pale blue mist covering his body!
It can't move at all!
A line of game prompts quickly appeared on Fang Heng's retina.
[Tip: You are mentally branding the target undead skeleton (leader). The creature is in a suppressed state, and the success rate of mental branding is additionally increased].
good!
Fang Heng's eyes suddenly lit up! A reading note appeared above his head.
The skill reading bar advances quickly until it is filled.
[Tip: Your spiritual imprint failed].
No surprise, it still failed.
Fang Heng did not feel disappointed.
The level difference between the two parties is still too big.
His luck is relatively average, and his probability of success is very low.
It doesn't matter.
Use the number of times to pile up!
The surrounding zombie clones gathered forward under Fang Heng's control. Each one extended their palms forward and aimed at the suppressed undead skeletons to cast their spiritual brand.
For a moment, skill reading bars appeared on the heads of the zombie clones.
The game prompts on Fang Heng's retina began to gradually refresh.
[Tip: The player's zombie clone failed to spiritually imprint the target - the undead skeleton (the leader)...].
…
More than twenty minutes later.
Ji Xiaobo continued to keep the black cauldron steaming mist as always. There was already a layer of sweat on his forehead, and sweat continued to drip down his cheeks.
Fang Heng was not idle either, observing the sacred giant sword at the center of the Yin Vein source from a distance.
He felt that the seal underneath the sacred sword was likely to be some kind of entrance.
Just as I was thinking about it, amidst a series of mental imprint failure prompts, finally, a red game prompt flashed across.
[Tip: The player’s zombie clone has completed the spiritual branding of the undead skeleton (leader)]!
Done!
Fang Heng's heart moved and he immediately turned around and looked behind him.
call!
The blue soul fire in the two holes where the eyes of the undead skeleton boss disappeared, then bloomed again!
Imprinting completed!
The leader of the undead skeletons slowly walked to the corner under Fang Heng's control, and stayed in place with the remaining undead skeletons controlled by Fang Heng.
“Beef beer!”
Ji Xiaobo was even more excited than Fang Heng. He shouted, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and waved his fist heavily.
"Brother Fang is awesome!"
Fang Heng looked away from the undead bones.
Indeed, with Ji Xiaobo's help, the sealing efficiency has improved.
As for the specific increase in success rate, it will take several more tests to determine.
Now the number of his zombie clones has not reached the maximum.
When all the zombie clones are resurrected, the branding efficiency will be further improved!
The only question now is, can Ji Xiaobo survive?
Fang Heng glanced at Ji Xiaobo, who was sweating profusely, and asked, "Can you still do it?"
"No problem, I can still hold on for a while."
Ji Xiaobo said, taking a few deep breaths to calm down his excitement, "But I really can't hold on for long. I have to rest after controlling for a while."
Fang Heng walked to the black metal cauldron, looked at the cauldron a few times, and asked, "Why don't you let me control it?"
"That's not possible. This thing is a magical weapon. It's very troublesome to use. You don't have the blood of our family, so you can't control it if you take it."
"Artifact?"
Fang Heng's inner alarm was triggered.
He remembered the theft of artifacts from the Society of the Undead that he mentioned when he met Li Qingran before.
Fang Heng looked at the black metal cauldron and asked in a suspicious tone: "Could this artifact you mentioned be stolen from the Society of the Undead?"
"What is stealing? It's taking! Is the one I brought good?"
"The Society for the Study of the Undead was originally founded by our family. Does it count as stealing if I take our own things?"
Ji Xiaobo became anxious at the time and hurriedly retorted: "This thing is just an ordinary artifact. My great-grandfather has a lot of it at home. It also has an eternal mark on it. Only people in our family can use it. Later, it was used as a sacrifice."
The ritual vessels were sealed and kept at the Institute for the Study of the Undead. What happened to our belongings if I took them back?"
"Well, indeed."
Fang Heng was convinced and agreed, nodding and saying: "Indeed, your own things are not stolen."
"Well, the Central Federation is not a good thing. It wants to embezzle our family's property. I heard that the Central Federation has been establishing deeper cooperation with the Holy Court. I guess it has been trying to deal with our Undead Research Society for a long time."
As he talked, Ji Xiaobo felt more and more unhappy, and his anger was rising.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. We will settle this account later."
Ji Xiaobo did not continue on this topic and said: "By the way, Fang Heng, controlling the artifact is not a big problem, but we are still short of some fuel."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
Ji Xiaobo pointed at the cauldron in front of him and said, "The blue smoke that suppresses the bones of the dead requires fuel. The name of this thing is - blue incense ash full of resentment."
"When I brought the artifact out before, I brought a little bit with it. It was mainly because it was not easy to take. I didn't expect that the Undead Research Society had an inspection in the past few days. They found that the cauldron was missing, and the Central Federation sent a special task force.
The investigation team came over, and the remaining fuel was temporarily sealed by the Central Federation as evidence."
"Fang Heng, I have to rely on you to find a way to get the incense ash from other channels."
Ji Xiaobo said, pointing to the linen bag thrown beside the cauldron.
"Um."
Fang Heng hummed softly, stepped forward, and reached out to touch the incense ash in the bag.
Game prompts appear quickly on the retina.
[Item-Incense Ash Full of Extreme Resentment (Blue)].
Type: Special materials, building materials, spell materials.
Description: The incense ash is made through a special process. The incense ash contains lingering resentment and is relatively rare.
Looking at the description it's not a very rare material.
It shouldn't be too much trouble to get your hands on.
Fang Heng made a mental calculation and raised his head and said, "Okay, leave the incense ashes to me. You can take a rest first. Once the incense ashes are obtained, we need to brand all the undead bones as soon as possible."
"no problem!"
Ji Xiaobo rolled up his sleeves and said with a fighting spirit, "Brother Fang, just wait and see! As long as there are enough incense ash, two days! I will give you all the liver in two days! Then let's go find trouble in the Holy Court.
!”
"Two days is too many. You only have one day at most. I'll get some dust for you."
"ah?"
Ji Xiaobo was shocked.
Two days is not a long time?
"Ji Xiaobo, you only have one day, okay?" Fang Heng reached out and put his hand on Ji Xiaobo's shoulder, "To tell you the truth, I have a big plan to deal with the Holy Court. Did you know that? You are now responsible for the future of our Necromology.