I Can Summon Corpse Witches Now

This time, Sandrew didn't roar or get angry; he sat quietly next to Li Ziran like a friend.

"Hooking threads is a very important step. Not only in Corpse Witch Formation, but in the Necromantic Domain, from the smallest Bone Grasshopper to the top-level Bone Dragon, arrays all require hooking threads. This is like the meridians of a living being. These threads are used to transport Undead energy, so each thread must be evenly distributed. Li Ziran, let me demonstrate it for you."

The slender, silvery-white threads stretched out, flowing from one bone point to another, pausing briefly before moving on to the next.

Li Ziran regulated his breathing in an orderly manner, trying to make his mental energy flow freely.

At this moment, he had never felt so at ease. It was as if he were not drawing a complex Corpse Witch Formation, but rather using Transformation Spell that he was most familiar with.

Sandrew would proactively call a halt to any fluctuations that occurred.

The silk thread traced the last bone point, and the core Oracle Bone Script was about to be shaped.

"Stop!" Sandrew suddenly shouted. "Li, rest, adjust your state, the Oracle Bone Script should be sculpted in one go."

Li Ziran nodded, quietly looking at Sandrew, who seemed to possess a special kind of confidence at that moment.

Sandrew was disheveled at the moment, yet he exuded a sense of tranquility.

"Remember the key points I mentioned. Forget about speed and accuracy the first time. Just focus on mindset and one breath. Don't worry about the quality of the Bone Script; just get it done!" Sandrew repeated his instructions. "Ready?"

Li Ziran nodded solemnly.

"Start!"

Like a starting pistol in a race, the moment the sound fell, Li Ziran's mental energy surged forth like a wild horse.

[Shamanism - Oracle Bone Script]

Every horizontal and vertical stroke was completed rapidly, as if Li Ziran was not in control at all, but rather his mental energy was running rampant.

In the final instant of impact, the motionless corpse on the ground suddenly absorbed energy and began to vibrate with a buzzing sound.

Li Ziran's heart pounded wildly. This corpse... it moved?

He quickly focused on the magic circle, only to see that the Oracle Bone Script was crooked and twisted, with the left side larger than the right, and the strokes slanted. It didn't look like a character at all; it was just a scribble.

But it emitted a shimmering white light.

Just as Li Ziran was stunned, a beam of spiritual energy shot in, precisely tearing the Oracle Bone Script to shreds.

"Not good enough, let's try again!"

Li Ziran didn't dare to complain. He was happier than ever. Just a moment ago, he had indeed made a corpse move, which proved that he was a Necromancer.

The silk threads flowed silently, pausing briefly at the last point to gather his breath before beginning to outline the characters. He was confident that the characters would take shape in a few seconds.

"Stop!" Sandrew interrupted sternly as soon as it began.

"Master..." Li Ziran confused.

"Li Ziran, have you planned out the structure of this Oracle Bone Script? Where will it be placed? Think about it carefully. Where is the best position for this character in the magic array? How will it function after it is formed? This is not something to be done by rote, understand?"

Li Ziran nodded. He hadn't thought about those details. In his opinion, completing the drawing of the Bone Script was already quite an achievement.

Sandrew clearly wasn't going to cut corners; he was far more rigorous in his depiction of the Bone Script than usual.

"A horizontal line should look horizontal. This is a horizontal line. The text corresponds to a magic circle. This small horizontal line represents a straight energy transmission channel within the magic circle. The purpose of the horizontal line is to complete the energy transport as quickly as possible..."

"The arc! The arc of this hook is too large, it will accelerate the energy flow, this point should suppress the flow of Undead energy..."

"Pay attention to the structure, Li Ziran. An irregular structure will lead to uneven energy distribution in the magic array, making it easy for enemies to target you during battle. Let's start over!"

Sandrew began to become strict, erasing even the slightest mistake and making Li Ziran start over.

The Corpse Witch Bone Script has only 26 strokes, and it has been erased 328 times so far.

Li Ziran's spirit had long since withered away, but each time it did, Sandrew would take out a Skeleton and let Li Ziran devour it.

My mental energy was abundant, but my body was exhausted, and my head was dizzy as if I was about to faint.

He had never experienced such torment, nor had he ever encountered such a demanding mentor, but he understood how precious this opportunity was.

He is reaping the most precious fruit in the world.

"One more time!"

"Stop! I'll demonstrate it for you. Pay attention to my rhythm and the point where my brush touches the paper!"

"Control your mental and Necrotic Force, stabilize them, remember, both powers must be absolutely stable!"

He corrected it again and again, and if it was wrong, he would start over. If Sandrew didn't know how, he would demonstrate, meticulously working through it from an arc, a straight line, and a hook.

Collapse!

The corpse moved slightly, and then began to vibrate at a terrifying frequency.

Li Ziran stared blankly at Sandrew, awaiting the master's criticism, but this time Sandrew did not speak, instead quietly watching the buzzing, vibrating corpse.

Perhaps seeing that there was still no movement, Sandrew slapped Li Ziran on the back of the head, "What are you standing there for? Why aren't you letting the Corpse Witch stand up?"

This abrupt remark startled Li Ziran; he had never expected to receive such a response.

He... passed?

"Oh!" he quickly replied, then looked at the Corpse Witch.

At this moment, the Corpse Witch's surface was shrouded in Necromantic Formation. The oracle Oracle Bone Script at the center of the array emitted a faint white light. Centered on the white light, tiny specks of shimmering white energy were flowing within the lines it outlined, completing a cycle in the blink of an eye.

Among those 96 points of light, a special Gravity emanated, as if it were Li Ziran's own nerves.

Just as he focused his mind on the bone point on his knee, the flowing energy suddenly gathered, and with a bang, the Corpse Witch stood up straight and then knelt on the ground.

"The markings on the thigh, the entire leg, are controlled together, understand? It's not just one point," Sandrew reminded him angrily.

Li Ziran smiled awkwardly. He really didn't understand, especially since he had never controlled it before.

With Sandrew's guidance, Li Ziran found it very easy to control. It was like a marionette; he only needed to concentrate his mental energy on a certain point, and the corresponding joints would move.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Li Ziran was able to control the Corpse Witch to walk independently.

"Hmm, so-so. I won't teach you Oracle Bone Script. I've given you a template with three chains inside, enough for you to study for a while." Sandrew was clearly trying to get rid of him; the other person looked exhausted and seemed quite tired.

"Master, are you alright?" Li Ziran asked with concern.

"Hehe, I'm getting old. My body can't hold up for more than three to five days. Don't worry, I'll be back after taking some tonics," Sandrew said with a forced smile.

Three to five days?

Li Ziran subconsciously looked outside; it was all red, so it must be noon.

"Master, has it been several days already?"

"Nonsense, five days!" Sandrew said impatiently. "Your aptitude... I really can't say anything. It's just a minor Corpse Witch, and you've taken five days. Alright, alright, there's no point in saying more. Just learn it, and get lost."

Li Ziran was a little excited. Five days! Five precious days for a Necromancer Archmage, dedicated to teaching him the Corpse Witch. He really didn't know what to say.

"Master, I... I..."

Sandrew quickly looked up, "Don't pretend to be helpful. Go back and take care of yourself. You still need to keep an eye on my little apprentice. If it weren't for you helping me break through the Bone Dragon Formation, I wouldn't bother with you. Get lost!"

Li Ziran quickly stood up, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, perhaps due to prolonged exertion. Fortunately Sandrew helped him up, but this only earned him a barrage of complaints. "Your constitution is even worse than mine. We really need to find someone to help you adjust. Mages are powerful, but your own health is the foundation. Forget it, let the Bone Bird take you back."

Without letting Li Ziran object, he directly placed the Bone Bird on its back. But just as he was about to let the Bone Bird, he added to Li Ziran, "Don't come over for the next couple of days. I need to study the magic array. Several distinguished guests are coming. Remember, stay in your own little house, preferably... stay with that Elves."

Without waiting for Li Ziran's reply, he immediately made the Bone Bird take flight.

No need to come?

However, the Magic Organ transplant was not yet complete.

Guest?

But why stay by Anfuni's side? Is she a threat to him?

He scratched his head, completely baffled, but after all this fuss, he really could Corpse Witch Summoning.

It's no longer just theoretical; it's about truly controlling corpses, bringing them to life, and turning them into Corpse Witch.

Feeling the connection with the Frog on my shoulder, it all feels like a dream.

Bang!

The Bone Bird threw him directly in front of the two-story building, completely waking him up. However, when he looked up and saw Anfuni's fierce face, he immediately felt that another nightmare was about to begin.

"Li Ziran, where have you been these past two days?!" The terrifying roar almost shook the entire town, and the customers waiting by the roadside all covered their ears.

Quack! Quack!

The Frog not far away also croaked twice in anger.