I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm

Chapter 746: Try My Big Hammer?

"Looks like I can only play the emotional card or find him a wife?"

He thought about it.

The gaze he used to look at Phily had become much gentler.

However, at this moment.

The place where the Withered Disciples had fallen.

A pitch-black portal quickly took shape, and heavy footsteps accompanied by a dense negative energy aura surged over.

Phily and Peggy subconsciously entered a state of alert.

But in the next second.

They saw a heavily armoured unit.

Judging from the style of his heavy armour and the weapon he carried, he should be a knight, but for some reason, his mount was nowhere to be seen.

Matthew silently watched the tall guy.

He glanced at the data panel.

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[Hint: You have killed 374 Withered Disciples with Fatal Scissors!]

The special effect of the signature spell, Lord of Undead, was in effect.

You have obtained a loyal Death Knight (LV18/Elite).

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" My name is 47. I used to be a knight."

The Death Knight walked steadily towards Matthew, and a deep voice came from under his cold helmet.

"I don't know when I lost my horse.

"If you can give me a horse, then I will be willing to serve you for the rest of my life."

A Death Knight who lost his horse?

Matthew wondered why none of his summons were normal.

He nodded and said,

"I'll try."

Then, he looked around the street.

Very quickly.

He found two horse corpses in a house that had been killed by the Withered Disciples.

Matthew hadn't studied the undead summoning of bone horses, zombie horses, or ghost horses.

Therefore, he could only try his luck with the universal version of Summon of the Dead.

In the next moment.

He began to chant.

A few seconds later.

Clouds of black mist rose from the two horse corpses in front of him.

The first horse corpse twitched for a moment before it stopped moving again.

The black mist also disappeared.

Matthew shook his head.

He looked at the second corpse.

The horse's corpse had been chewed up by the Withered Disciples. Most of its flesh and internal organs had disappeared, leaving only light bones.

Under the infiltration of negative energy.

These bones slowly reassembled and actually stood up!

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[Hint: You have successfully summoned a lame bone horse with the Undead Summoning Spell (Universal Spell)!]

[Crippled Bone Horse (LV3): Due to some accidents, this bone horse likes to use three feet to travel. It is best to be more cautious when riding it to reduce the number of falls.]

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He had succeeded.

However, it was not completely successful.

Looking at the trembling bone horse in front of him, Matthew could not help but mutter in his heart,

"Can this thing be ridden?"

However, he could not find any other horse corpses on the street, so he turned to the Death Knight and said,

"Can you try this horse first?

"I'll get you a better one later!"

The Death Knight shook his head.

"No need, he's fine."

As he spoke.

He happily came to the side of the bone horse and gently patted its head.

The horse snorted, and a gust of cold air shot out from the skull of the bone horse, almost freezing the Death Knight's right hand.

However, this Death Knight had high resistance.

Half a second later.

All the ice shattered.

He was still happily stroking the bone horse's head.

Gradually.

The bone horse lowered its guard.

The two of them quickly formed a contract.

"I finally have a horse!

"Thank you for your gift. From now on, you are the master of Death Knight 47 and his companions. I will always be loyal to you until the end of time!"

The Death Knight knelt down on one knee, clasped his left hand on his chest, and swore allegiance to Matthew.

Matthew was also quite satisfied.

The cemetery had another general. The effect of the Lord of Undead was too strong!

It was a pity.

He still couldn't casually use the Fatal Scissors spell.

The previous countless enhancements had made this spell almost perfect.

However, there was no improvement in terms of magic power consumption.

After entering Tier 4.

Matthew's mana did not increase significantly.

Ordinary mages would use meditation or special techniques to train their magic power at the third or fourth rank.

But Matthew didn't have the time.

As a result, his mana was not outstanding among those of the same level.

Every time he released Fatal Scissors.

He would lose about a quarter of his mana.

Moreover, the natural recovery of mana was rather slow. Unless he became a gold warrior like Margaret, under normal circumstances, he could only release five deadly scissors a day.

In reality.

Matthew obviously couldn't squander all his mana.

He also had to spare some extra mana to maintain a shocking number of undead.

Therefore, when they were exterminating the Withering Disciples.

He still tried his best to use the Pale Hand, which consumed less energy, or simply let Peggy, Phily and the others kill them.

Anyway, the Withered Disciples who died at the hands of his summoned creatures were also counted in the mission statistics.

"47 requests a mission from you!"

As soon as he became a part of the cemetery, the Death Knight eagerly requested for a mission.

Matthew also wanted to see the strength of this Death Knight.

So he pointed to the Withered Cult member across the street and said,

" Destroy as many cultists as possible, but don't hurt the civilians."

47 said decisively,

"Understood!

"I'll start the operation now!"

In the next second...