Versatile Mage's Void Thief Gloves

After all, among big forces, those in power mostly only care about themselves and will only make this force serve them.

Even if we care about the younger generations in the family, there are quite a lot of them, and resources cannot be concentrated on one person, or tilted towards one person.

After eating the meal made by Ye Xinxia, ​​Yang Yan returned to his room to practice. Yang Yan wanted to try to contract the undead again.

With the help of the magic weapon, Yang Yan condensed the star track of the undead system in three or four seconds. A black channel appeared in front of Yang Yan's body, and Yang Yan's mind entered this space channel again.

After the consciousness body left the space channel and opened his eyes, what he saw was still the gray-black land, the palace built of pale jade, the clouds condensed with deathly energy, and the densely packed demons and monsters above the clouds.

"Oh." Yang Yan's consciousness sighed. If possible, Yang Yan really hoped that he had entered some other place in the dark plane.

Yang Yan looked towards the pale palace. Although he felt that it was welcoming him and something seemed to be attracting him, Yang Yan had no intention of going over there.

It’s too weird. Go there when you have the ability.

Yang Yan looked at the deathly clouds in the sky and the densely packed demons and monsters behind the clouds, and flew directly towards them.

Yang Yan still had a bit of luck in his heart, hoping to successfully find a few slave-level or general-level undead and then contract them with him.

As for directly contracting a commander-level undead, Yang Yan felt that this was impossible.

After flying upwards for about tens of thousands of meters, Yang Yan finally flew below the deathly cloud layer.

The cloud of deathly energy was very thick, and this deathly energy was filled with resentment. When Yang Yan came into contact with it, he felt the roars and screams of countless wronged souls ringing in his ears.

Without any feeling, Yang Yan passed through the ten thousand meter thick cloud of death energy in an instant, and then felt a little scared. If he stayed in the cloud of death energy for too long, something might go wrong.

"Wait, the soul power I use to condense this consciousness seems to have become a little more solid, although it has consumed a lot." Yang Yan suddenly murmured in his heart.

"Could this cloud of deathly energy be able to refine the soul?"

Before Yang Yan could continue thinking, a roar came from above.

Yang Yan looked up and saw countless bodies and limbs wriggling below. They were piled up together, layer upon layer, with corpses on top of corpses, and corpses crawling on corpses. There was no end to the pile.

These monsters and demons are of different sizes. The small ones look like ants from your father's distance, while the big ones look like hills on the ground.

"Wait, hill!" Yang Yan suddenly thought of something, and then Yang Yan's consciousness turned 180 degrees in the air, heading towards the deathly cloud layer, towards the direction of the pale palace.

Yang Yan looked up, then looked down, and then fell silent.

At this moment, in Yang Yan's time, the dense swarm of monsters and demons were heading towards the earth, there were clouds above his head, and the dark gray planet where the pale palace was located looked like a gray black sun.

Maybe I got the wrong direction from the beginning. I was on the "sun" at first, and now I am above the ground. At this time, I am still tens of thousands of meters away from the "ground".

"Forget it, let's study this later. Let's find a few undead to make contracts with first."

Thinking of this, Yang Yan's consciousness flew towards the ground. At this time, Yang Yan also saw some invisible ghosts and ghosts floating in the air from afar. What puzzled Yang Yan was that they did not attack Yang Yan. "How about contracting those ghosts directly?" Yang Yan thought to himself.

Ghosts are also considered a type of undead. Since they have no bodies, they are immune to physical attacks. Except for light magic and mental magic, other elemental skills and destructive abilities are completely ineffective against them, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

At the same time, because they are souls themselves, their magic is all soul attacks, or psychological bewitchment, and their strength is not weak.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan flew directly towards the ghost floating in the air closest to him without hesitation.

The aura this ghost exudes is that of a servant. He looks like a middle-aged man. He is wearing a "white mourning outfit" and his face is empty without any facial features. In his right hand he holds a mourning stick that is one and a half meters long and wrapped with white cloth.

Yang Yan's consciousness flew in front of the slave-level filial piety man with no face. It looked at Yang Yan without an illusory face, blankly, with no intention of attacking Yang Yan.

Yang Yan condensed a black undead contract and flew towards the faceless man. The mark of the contract hit it directly. It didn't know how to resist and was directly contracted by Yang Yan.

Yang Yan was a little surprised to see that the contract went so smoothly.

Then Yang Yan looked at the other ghosts and made a contract with them again.

Unlike the Summoning system, the Undead system can summon multiple times, and the contract mark is also different.

Summoning contracts, whether they were employment contracts or slave contracts, connected the souls of both parties. If either party died, the other would suffer a backlash. Only temporary summoning contracts like those in high-level summoning and super-level noodle shops were special, and the summoned beast would not backlash the summoner after his death.

The only contract in the Undead system is the slave contract. At the same time, when the undead with this undead slave contract dies, the Undead mage will not suffer backlash.

After all, even a beginner necromancer has more than one undead, and the undead at the servant, general, or even commander levels may not necessarily have intelligence, so you never know, you might end up killing yourself.

If one of the undead contracted by a necromancer dies, the necromancer will suffer backlash and will not be able to practice.

Since the undead contracted by this undead slave contract will not bite him back when he dies, Yang Yan will naturally contract the undead with all his strength when his soul power is sufficient. The undead he can contract now are too weak here, and he may die before he summons them one day.

Yang Yan, whose contract signing process went smoothly, even began to doubt its authenticity. During the contract signing process, no undead attacked Yang Yan, and no slave-level undead resisted.

"Well, the remaining soul power of my consciousness can only contract one more undead. How about trying to contract a general-level undead?" Yang Yan muttered in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Yan flew towards the ground below where the undead were piled up. This time, Yang Yan planned to contract an undead with a body, either a corpse or a skeleton.

After all, when Yang Yan fights in the future, he may need to summon physical undead.

As Yang Yan got closer and closer to the land piled up by the consumed undead, the more clearly he saw these undead, the more terrified he felt.

I'm afraid this place is more terrifying than hell.

Although Yang Yan wondered why these undead ignored him and did not attack him, he had no intention of exploring it. At the last moment, Yang Yan contracted a skeleton warrior who did not resist, and his consciousness left this world.

(End of this chapter)