My cemetery is connected to the game world

At this time, Helot, who was standing in the middle of the magic circle, saw and felt completely different from the recipient. He could clearly see everyone floating in the air and could feel their state when they were infinitely close to death.

Those with the blood of Claulund had a very strong response. The blood of the Old Ones was very active at this moment, constantly transmitting information about the death side back to the body. Those outsiders who did not have the blood of the Old Ones received much less feedback and could only stand on the boundary line between life and death and watch and observe.

Soon you will all be the same.

Firoro walked to Helot with a candle with a flickering green candle flame. Helot took out a special dagger and cut open his palm.

Clenched his fists and chanted a spell...

The red blood dripped on the candle core and instantly turned into a ball of red blood mist, which was wrapped in a ball of green light.

A line extended from the candlelight, and the blood mist moved along the light and drifted towards a floating and stiff body. The blood mist with the power of Helot's Old Ones wrapped the body inside. As the green light flickered, the power of the bloodline gradually penetrated from the skin into the body of the operator.

Helot could feel the new changes brought to this man by the new power. Death was clearer to him, and the affinity of death energy with him increased many times more than before.

At this moment, Helot also felt how much advantage he had over ordinary necromancers with all the bloodline of the Old Ones. These people are the best among the gravekeepers, all of them are outstanding in talent and more diligent. But the innate advantage brought by bloodline is too strong, especially the power of the family cemetery is recovering, which further highlights the power of the bloodline of the Old Ones.

A person receives the bloodline power bestowed by Helot.

A new drop of blood dripped, and the light of the candlelight connected to another body.

It didn't take too long for Helot to strengthen or endow the bloodline of the Old Ones for seventeen people. The spell was lifted, and the light shone in from the window again. Seventeen people fell back to the floor together, and the magic circle was extinguished layer by layer.

The door opened, and the head maid Mai Nur walked in with the ghost maid and the skeleton servant.

Mai Nur knelt and saluted to Helot: "Master, the rooms for the young master and the young lady are ready."

Helot said: "They are still very weak after just approaching death. Carry them back to the room to rest and replenish more recovery potions. They should be able to wake up before dinner. I will have dinner with my family."

"Yes, master."

Mai Nur commanded the maids and servants to carry the unconscious people out of the room. The restoration of the family cemetery also restored their strength that had been suppressed for hundreds of years. Now they are no longer the undead that a few farmers could bully at will.

Thinking of the family cemetery, Helot closed the tomb door behind him and said to Firoro: "Come with me to Tomorrow Group. I wonder if the parts I ordered are finished. If we make another batch of chaos energy compressors, we can enter the third level of the cemetery."

"Is another Terror Knight going to be awakened?"

"Yes! The Claulund family will have another member. Let's go and come back quickly. There is a dinner waiting for us in the evening."

Helot took Firoro and called Brisney. They got on the car driven by the Iron Rider and drove out of the manor towards the city.

The sun turned from the east to the west sky, and the light of the sunset woke up Lasoga who was sleeping in the bed.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying in an unfamiliar room. Under him was a soft and comfortable bed, and the surrounding decorations were very high-end, but his head was a little confused.

What happened? Where am I?

Lasoga sat up and tried to recall...

The dream-like memories gradually emerged.

I was invited to the Helot Manor to accept the summons of Mr. Claulund... Helot Manor is very beautiful... There are powerful undead everywhere... They are all servants of the Claulund family...

Then we followed the head maid up the stairs...

At this moment, Lasoga opened his eyes instantly, he stretched out his hand to observe, and black light emerged from the palm of his hand. This was a feeling he had never had before. The energy of death became a part of his body, and it was tamed like a loyal dog raised from childhood.

He chanted a spell, and several black-armored warriors were summoned around the bed by him. The power emanating from the black armor was increased by many times than before.

This... Is this the power of the bloodline of the Old Ones!

Am I a member of the Claulund family now?

Lasoga Claulund is my name in the future!

Lasoga still couldn't believe his memory, but the power flowing in his blood told him that all this was true, and he was really a member of the great Claulund family.

There was a knock on the door...

Lasoga immediately dismissed the summoned black-armored warrior, quickly stood up and stood by the bed, and then tidied his clothes: "Come in!"

The door opened, and a ghost maid came in, holding a tray in her hand, on which was placed a bottle of crystal-like potion.

"Good afternoon, Master Lasoga! Here is the recovery potion specially prepared by the master for you, which can restore the vitality you lost in the bloodline granting."

"Thank you... Just call me Lasoga." Lasoga picked up the potion bottle and drank all the potion in it in one gulp, and then felt that the potion took effect very quickly, and the fatigue of the body was swept away, and the state recovered quickly.

The maid smiled and said: "You are now a member of the Claulund family. We are servants of the Claulund family. We cannot call you by your name directly. How do you feel now?"

Lasoga did not dare to act like a master in front of this maid. These were the undead souls who had served the first Duke Claude, and they exuded powerful strength.

Lasoga put the empty bottle on the tray: "I have never drunk a potion that is so effective. It can bring people back to life."

"Of course, this is the potion refined by the master. If you can move now, you can take a bath in the bathroom next to it, and I will bring you a change of clothes. Dinner time is coming, and the master is waiting with his family People have dinner together.”

As a member of the Claude family and having dinner with the patriarch of the Claude family, if someone had said these words to me earlier today, I would have definitely regarded it as a fantasy.

But the reality is such a surprise.

Lasojia's muscles trembled with excitement: "I, I'm going to wash up right now."

It's time for dinner.

All the new members of the Claude family put on new clothes that fit their current status, and were led to the main dining room by the servants of the manor.

The long dining table was covered with a white tablecloth, and the maids pushed the dining cart to place the prepared food on the dining table. The skeleton servant opened the seat and invited the new members of the family to sit down.

Lasojia and the others sat down uneasily. Such a grand dinner made them feel very restrained and afraid of doing something rude.

Helot, who was thinking about this dinner, returned to the manor in time and walked into the restaurant without leaving the family members waiting too long.

He strode to the main seat and sat down, quenching his thirst with a gulp of the sweet wine brought by Kurt.

Then he said: "I can see that you are still a little uncomfortable adapting to your new home. It doesn't matter. Once you get familiar with it, you will know that there are not as many rules here as you imagined. Now eat, you must be hungry, let's chat while eating...

By the way, if you want to eat something but can't get it, just tell the servants behind you. "

Helot pointed to a juicy herring steak a little further away, and Kurt immediately walked over to get one for him.

Herot picked up the knife and fork and started eating, always having a glass of appetizing liqueur at hand.

The family members also followed suit. They hadn't eaten anything since morning. Recovery from near-death consumes a lot of energy, and they were already very hungry.

Then they were quickly conquered by the delicious food and became more and more relaxed.

While eating, Herot talked about his arrangements for these new members of the family.

The first is to re-learn undead magic systematically.

Steward Kurt will serve as their teacher and teach them the orthodox necromancy of the Claurend family.

Some of the new family members selected by Helot this time have reached the extraordinary level of strength, such as Lasojia. After being endowed with the blood of the Old Ones and learning orthodox necromancy, Helot believed that they would definitely be able to rapidly increase their strength in a short period of time.

All of them have reached the first level of extraordinary strength, and one or two people can break through to the second level of extraordinary strength.

There are some things that are not suitable for the undead to do, and outsiders are not suitable to represent the Crowlund family. These new family members will take on these responsibilities.

Then Helot told them about the financial master behind the prison...the torturer.

According to currently available information, the prisoner is behind one or several large biopharmaceutical groups and is a transnational interest group. They have extremely abundant funds and technology, and are trying to use the bloody chaos as an excuse to launch a civil war that will subvert the empire.

Originally, their plan was implemented very smoothly, but...

“I returned to the center of the empire in the name of the head of the Claurend family, disrupting their plans and causing divisions among the executioners.

Now our position is very delicate. Both the emperor and the torturers want to win over the Claulund family. This presents both opportunities and crises for us. As long as either of them feels that the Clallund family will completely turn to the other side, they will immediately list us as their mortal enemies, and the power of the Clallund family is still very weak now. "

The new members of the family stopped eating. Anyone who can make achievements in undead magic must not be a fool. They all figured out the intention of the patriarch to recruit them to join the Claulund family.

Lasoga looked at the expressions of the people around him and said to Herot: "Clan leader, we are all tombkeepers. Even if we have not joined the Claude family, we are one with the Claude family's honor and disgrace. Now we are all As a member of the family, since the power of the blood of the Old Ones flows in our blood, we will also bear the responsibility given to us by this great surname.

No matter what happens, we will firmly support the patriarch! "

"Of course I believe in you, that's why I let you join the Claude family." Anyone who can sit here has gone through many inspections by Helot, and their talent, willpower, intelligence...all must meet the requirements. Helot continued: "It is certain that in this civil war that is very likely to break out, it is impossible for all parties to keep the Claude family out of the matter. Therefore, we must actively intervene and recognize our opponents in order to survive in the fog. Find the right way to protect your family."

Lasojia: "Whatever we need to do, please ask the clan leader to give us instructions."

Helot said with a smile: "The first thing you should do now is to improve your strength, and then manage the cemetery on the mountain. Participating in more funerals will be of great help in understanding death."

Helot did not assign tasks to the new members of the family prematurely. The family does not need them to charge into battle yet.

The dinner continued. The family members were all excellent necromancers, so the conversation naturally turned to necromancy. Various questions were raised, and Helot simply asked Maynur to bring a blackboard and started teaching undead magic directly in the restaurant.

Arranging Master Laem's manuscripts allowed Herot to stand on the "shoulders of giants" from the beginning of his contact with undead magic. The starry sky in the Immortal Tower of the Rotten Royal Court gave him an extremely large amount of knowledge reserves. Therefore, even though he has only been learning necromancy for more than a year, the necromancers at the dinner table who have studied necromancy for more than ten or decades are like elementary school students in front of him.

Speaking of rising, Herot gnawed bread in one hand and wrote with chalk in the other. His palace-level understanding of magic not only fascinated the necromancers, but also the undead servants.

At this moment, the empire, the family, and the torturers were all forgotten.

Intrigues, intrigues, competition for fame and fortune... How can these things compare to magic in making people physically and mentally happy?

But everyone lives in reality. Even if you don’t like to do some things, you have to do them because of the things you carry.

A servant walked into the dining room and whispered something in Kurt's ear. Kurt thought about it and decided to interrupt Helot's solution.

"Master, the Third Prince is here and said he has something important to discuss with you."

Something that would make Terenas come over on his own initiative must be a big deal.

Herot had no choice but to end the dinner teaching and go to see Terenas.

Terenas was arranged in a high-standard reception room, and he felt very novel that there were undead servants everywhere in the manor. When he saw Herot, the first thing he asked was: "Are all the undead servants in your family descended from the first generation of the undead Duke?"

Herot asked Terenas to sit down and asked Mayinur to serve tea, and then said: "Not all are passed down from the first generation of ancestors, but also from the second generation of ancestors."

"This... seems to be about the same."

"Absolutely." Helot looked out the window and saw that it was already night. Then he asked Terenas, "Why did you come to me at night? What is the important thing?"

Terenas took out a book and gave it to Herot: "Have you read this book?"

Helot took it. The cover of the book was extremely familiar.

A withered red rose, the nine fallen petals are broken like an innocent soul, and the remaining three petals are crumbling.

The name of the book is "Blood Rose".

"I haven't seen it. It should be related to the torturer, right?"