Mutation

The method of releasing the ghost was actually very simple. This bird had been kept alive for so long that it was already at the end of its rope. Once the magic sustaining its life was removed, all they had to do was wait patiently for half an hour, and it would be completely drained dry.

Then, the ghost would come out on its own.

"Can't we just kill the bird directly?" a mage beside him suddenly asked.

Benjamin shook his head.

"Killing the prey while it's feeding will anger the ghost," he explained. "We may be prepared, but who knows whether the glass dome that blocks spiritual power can block a ghost? Besides, the ghost is very weak right now. What if we kill its prey before it has stored enough energy, and the dark element environment here isn't good enough, so it just dies?"

Ghosts were unlike other undead creatures. They had better be careful.

Hearing this, the other mages nearby nodded one after another. No one raised any further objections.

At that moment, roughly a dozen people stood in the laboratory, all mages currently specializing in undead research. They had originally been dissecting undead remains over there and studying the residue the old man had extracted, but upon hearing that Benjamin was going to release the ghost, they all dropped their work and hurried over.

This laboratory also appeared especially eerie due to the concentration of dark elements, with shadows flickering everywhere. A group of people stood amid those shadows, staring fixedly at the bird inside the glass dome with burning eyes. It truly carried the feeling of some evil magic ritual.

As time passed, the little bird's emaciated body became even more shriveled. Its feathers had long since fallen away, and its bare skin began to