Ever since I appeared, that person dressed as a medieval magician firmly kept his eyes on me, watching me attentively.
My body moved to the left, and his eyes followed me to the left.
My body moved to the right, and his eyes moved to the right.
His eyes were filled with a burning light.
It was as if I, who had suddenly appeared, was some kind of rare treasure.
Facing such a gaze, even though I was a zombie and had lost most of my feelings, I still felt extremely uncomfortable. In addition, I was tempted by the flesh and blood of the 'mage' before me.
"Ho ho—"
My throat started to emit a low growl like that of a wild beast.
The 'mage' opposite me seemed to be very happy with my ferocity as he nodded his head in satisfaction.
"Very good. Although there are some problems with the summoning spell this time, the summoned undead isn't as weak as usual. Instead, it has the ferocity of a carnivorous beast..."
This voice and the grammar of this language?!
It was exactly the same as the voice that had summoned me before?!
I immediately raised my head to look toward where the voice had come from.
It was the 'mage' wearing a long robe.
When the 'mage' saw me raise my head to look at him, the fervor in his eyes intensified.
"It seems that this time, a real fluke has summoned something extraordinary. The summoned undead actually have quite a strong consciousness. They seem to be able to understand what I'm saying."
The 'mage' immediately walked forward.
"I am the Great Necromancer, Regulus. I was the one who summoned you from the other world. You and I already have an ancient contract, you and I are watched by ancient gods. Therefore, from now on, I, Regulus, will be your master. You must listen to my orders."
The Necromancer lowered his head and looked at me, who was roaring in the magic circle.
"Do you feel it? The connection between you and I is inseparable..."
The Necromancer continued to speak.
Unfortunately, I didn't feel anything.
I could only feel that his body, which was getting closer and closer to me, was emitting the delicious taste of flesh and blood.
After a long period of hunger, my eyes started filling with a bloodthirsty red light.
I started to drool over the delicious flesh and blood in front of me.
"From now on, you must listen to... Ah! You can't bite me, I'm your master."
I looked at the Necromancer in front of me, who was still chattering non-stop.
It was as if I was looking at a top-grade filet mignon steak that was continuously 'dancing' in front of my eyes.
It kept saying, 'Come and eat me!'
'My taste is very delicious, come quickly...'.
Finally, I felt the power of the formation under my feet disappear.
I immediately pounced on him.
The Necromancer was in a weakened state because of the success of his summoning spell, and he momentarily could not resist my fierce pouncing and biting.
I bit down his fragile throat all of a sudden.
"Hehehe—"
The Necromancer covered his neck with one hand and pushed my body away with the other, struggling violently.
Unfortunately, after I bit down his throat, the blood flowed too fast.
A short while after, his intense struggle became weaker and weaker.
The Necromancer, who was originally in high spirits, never expected that his summoned creature would kill him.
In the end, he even died in the mouth of his summoned creature.
This was because he was very confident in the binding nature of the summoning contract and his many years of judgment that his summoned creature wouldn't attack him.
In addition, summoning magic itself was a powerful magic, and it had extremely powerful side effects.
After the Necromancer had successfully summoned him, there was a long period of weakness.
Under all sorts of coincidences, the powerful Necromancer had died at the hands of a weak zombie like me.
"Hehehe—"
After biting the Necromancer's throat, I immediately felt a sweet, fishy taste in my mouth.
It was the taste of fresh meat that I hadn't tasted in a long time!
Sweet, fresh...
"Gulp, gulp, gulp"
Waves of warm currents containing energy slowly flowed from my mouth all the way to my stomach.
I greedily drank the Necromancer's blood in large mouthfuls.
After I finished drinking the blood, I began to eat the Necromancer's fresh body.
"GABA—GABA—"
Fresh flesh mixed with hard bones.
I continued chewing.
As I ate the flesh that I hadn't seen for a long time, I felt my energy recovering slowly.
Actually, this so-called necromancer's flesh was terrible and had a sour smell, but his blood was very delicious.
It was warm and delicious, and it seemed to have a trace of extraordinary power.
Even my originally slow body could feel that it was gradually being transformed.
Soon, after not eating fresh flesh for a long time, I devoured his flesh. Then I began to target his brain.
I had a premonition.
The necromancer's blood had already caused a tremendous change in my body.
The brain that contained magic power would probably not only be very delicious, but it would also be extremely beneficial to my dried-up body.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
I grabbed the necromancer's head and struck it hard on the ground.
Soon, a crack appeared on his hard skull.
Looking at the pale red brain before me, I felt that my stomach, which was already full from eating the necromancer, was once again filled with hunger.
It was as if the tofu pudding with tomato juice was continuously enticing me.
I opened my mouth, revealing my scarlet teeth as I began to eat the most delicious part of the necromancer's body.
"Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba"
Just as I swallowed the first mouthful of brain juice, an inexplicable memory suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
[ Necromancer, Training Notes ]
[ Nolan Continent, A Documentary on Customs ]
[ Necromancer Magic Research Notes ]
...
Many memories that didn't originally exist in my mind began to appear inside my head.
This allowed me, a guest from another world—a zombie—to have a slight understanding of this strange world, this strange continent. I began to have a slight understanding of it.
I was in a place called the Nolan continent.
There were extraordinary powers on the continent, such as all kinds of magic...
At the same time, there were all kinds of races.
For example, dwarves, orcs, goblins, humans...
The most powerful organizations on the road were a few churches that worship different gods...
Other than the churches, there were also the four kingdoms and seven duchies... There were countless uninhabited lands.
They also had some understanding of ones that could summon the soul of the departed.
Necromancers, the ones known as those who could summon the undead.
Their specialty was to summon and enslave the physical bodies or souls of the dead for their own use.
They spent years dealing with corpses or undead creatures.
Manipulating corpses was extremely evil, so the Church of Light and other organizations would not tolerate it.
They could only hide in the dark and study it silently, just like rats in a sewer that could not see the light of day.
This necromancer who had summoned him was even more so.
In order to hide me, he even hid himself here...
Close to the forbidden area: the Battlefield of the Gods, a nearby cemetery.
Therefore, these people usually had weak bodies, pale faces, and twisted minds. It was not easy for them to get close to others.
Although necromancers were not accepted by the world, they could choose to reincarnate as liches to obtain eternal life.
And with all kinds of undead magic, their power was astonishing.
They were still secretly sought after by many people on the sly.
The most evil of magic was black magic, and the most evil and bizarre of black magic was undead magic.
The most powerful of undead magic was the undead calamity. It could even gather an entire undead army underground or even in Hell.
In an instant, it could easily destroy a kingdom.
Therefore, every time a necromancer appeared on the continent, all the forces would unite together.
They would annihilate the undead calamity that had yet to take shape.
Furthermore, because the Church of Light and other factions in this world were extremely powerful, these organizations hated necromancers who hid in the dark and dealt with undead creatures all day long.
Thus, whenever they encountered necromancers or undead creatures, they would directly kill and purify them!
Undead creatures?!
Directly killed?!
Seeing this, my zombie body seemed to break out in a cold sweat.
Zombies... should be... undead creatures!
Then wouldn't I be...
Wouldn't this world be unfriendly to zombies?
Then wouldn't I be in danger?!