The airflow around him suddenly began to flow faster, blowing the corners of his clothes.

Lovett spread his only right arm outward, and the chant changed its rhythm and began to become passionate and powerful, but the strange thing was that the sound in the outside air did not become louder, and those syllables only vibrated in the soul.

Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, a black smoke column appeared with the sound of wind, flying around him.

Then came two, three...

When dozens of black smoke appeared around him, sweat dripped from Lovett's forehead and his eyes were no longer so bright.

"That's almost it. Even if I cast the spell in an energy-saving way, this is my limit... The conversion rate of nearly one-fifth is already perfect in its current state."

Not every corpse can be transformed into an undead creature, and not every undead will naturally obey the necromancer. Controlling twenty-seven zombie puppets at one time, Lovett would give himself a nine out of ten points.

Stay humble with the remaining points.

Pulling his arm back to his chest, controlling his little mental strength, Lovett pushed it out hard.

call out!

Phew!

The black mist shot out, each looking for its own path, making a circle in the air, and accurately submerging into the brand new tombstones. It was less than ten days old.

That’s right!

Long before the reinforcements arrived that night, Lovett had planted a corpse curse on every corpse on the ship, waiting for them to trigger the corpse transformation.

What's the use of the old corpses in the cemetery being resurrected? He needs fresh undead warriors!

If he wasn't mentally strong enough to use large-scale resurrection magic, he wouldn't have let go of the people on that boat.

Small curse spells such as the Curse of Corpse Transformation are even difficult to work on living people, and in most cases they will only be treated as skin diseases.

However, when placed on a dead person, the effect is outstanding!

After doing all this, feeling the twenty-seven weak but real connections in his mind, Lovett took a deep breath and smiled.

"Stand up, slaves! I order you in the name of my master, stand up!"

Click... click!

After the words fell, a pale palm with obvious corpse spots penetrated the soil and stretched towards the sky.

The soil began to tremble everywhere in the cemetery, and the coffins were opened with palms, breaking the soil. The scene was extremely strange.

Not long after, twenty-seven zombie puppets of different heights, short, fat, and thin crawled out of the tomb one after another and stood quietly under the moonlight.

Looking at the army of undead (?) missing arms and legs in front of him, Lovett's tired face was filled with a smile.

"This will be an epic adventure."

Even though it doesn't look good, the appearance of this group of undead declares that the profession of necromancer has officially established its foothold in this world!

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The title of Chapter 4 disappeared, changed and reappeared, so the question came... Is there any difference between "Answer from the Navy Headquarters" and "Answer from the Navy Headquarters"?

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