If your own skeleton goes out, it might get killed by some daring guy who has completed the class change.
That would be a losing proposition.
Let's wait and see.
I'll wait an hour.
An hour should be enough time for people outside to run around.
Then I'll go out and use the corpses of the dead to transform into skeletons.
Anyway, no one stipulated that the medium required for the Skeleton Transformation skill must be someone you killed yourself.
Oh my!
Don't say things like "you didn't help me" or "you're morally corrupt."
To a frail young girl who had already faced death, her own death meant the destruction of the world.
Therefore, she had no psychological burden, and moral blackmail was useless against her.
The only right way is to protect yourself by the only means possible.
Of course.
It was useless for a necromancer who dealt with corpses, skeletons, and death every day.
Click!
The sudden sound from behind startled Ouyang Qianjin, who was intently listening to the sounds outside.
She turned her head sharply, only to find herself surrounded by a skeleton, its body washed clean and white, with eerie blue flames flickering in its eye sockets…
He doesn't seem very bright.
Ouyang Qianjin thought to herself.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen your message yet."
After experiencing the corrosive effects firsthand, Ouyang Qianjin became interested in the information about the skeleton.
As she spoke, she used her Eye of Insight to check the basic information of her skeleton.
Skeleton soldiers: Low-level combat units created by evil necromancers from corpses. They are the starting point for all skeleton warriors. Perhaps you could try getting them to pick up a weapon and see how it goes.
You are evil, your whole family is evil.
Ouyang Qianjin was somewhat indignant.
Unfortunately, there was no hidden information or last words.
After all, it's a transformation of one's own skills.
However, this point is still very useful for Ouyang Qianjin.
Seeing the other person's still dripping, empty hands, Ouyang Qianjin thought for a moment, then handed over the fruit knife she had on her person.
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