In Rhys's eyes, not all corpses are suitable for casting necromancy - first, they must be "fresh" enough, second, they must be strong enough, and finally, they must conform to his aesthetics.
The troll that Daphne had killed before was quite fresh, but it was so dirty and ugly that Rhys didn't even like it.
Plus, trolls were not rare creatures, and several professors from the school were on their way. Time was running out, so he gave up on the troll's body.
The situation today is different.
What is in front of him is the corpse of a unicorn, which has just died. This perfectly meets Rhys's requirements.
He took out his magic wand and placed it against the unicorn's heart. With a push of magic, the magic wand sank into the unicorn's body.
Next, he cut his palm, letting the blood drip onto the ground. He used his blood to outline an equilateral triangle magic circle with a simple pattern and the unicorn's corpse as the center.
From the perspective of others, Rhys's behavior is pure black magic, but in Rhys's eyes, isn't this a sacred spell that gives the dead a new life?
There is no magic brighter than this!
It didn't take long to draw the magic circle. Rhys's face turned pale due to blood loss, but his eyes became bright with excitement.
Rhys now has light in his eyes.
After treating the wound and stopping the bleeding, Rhys began to look carefully for traces left by the hooded man in the open space. Fortunately, the hooded man fled in a hurry and only took away the broken arm, without cleaning up the blood on the ground.
Rhys waved his hand, and the dirt stained with the hooded man's blood floated up from the ground and gathered into a ball.
Rhys placed the blood ball on one corner of the triangle. At the other two corners, he placed some dirt stained with the unicorn's blood and some dirt stained with his own blood.
At this point, the three key elements: the enemy's blood, one's own blood, and the caster's blood are all ready, and the most important preliminary preparations for necromancy have been completed.
In order to ensure the success rate, Rhys took out some essential oils and potion materials that he had prepared earlier from his small bag and placed them next to the unicorn's corpse.
When everything was ready, Rhys stood next to the unicorn's body and chanted a spell to it.
This time he did not use English, but chanted the spell in Latin.
[Starting from Anubis, the guide of the underworld, to Hades, the master of the underworld, from Thanatos, the god of death, to Arnu, the king of the underworld]
[Death, Lord of the Underworld, God of Darkness and Death, Ruler of the Underworld]
[No matter who you are or where you are in charge, I, Salazar Slytherin, ask for a soul from you]
[Whether it is guilty or innocent, virtuous or evil, it should return to the world of the living, and I will give you its flesh as your reward]
[The blood of unicorn's enemies, its own blood, and my blood as the caster are all in place. Its recovery should be as natural as the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.]
After chanting a long spell, the triangular magic circle drawn earlier suddenly ignited with blue flames.
The flames roared, burning all the magic materials prepared by Rhys. The fire reached its peak where he placed the three blood clots.
The three flames each extended a flame as thin as a rope, which wrapped around the unicorn's head, heart and crotch, and then expanded little by little.
Rhys watched expressionlessly as the blue flames completely devoured the unicorn's body.
The magical thing is that although the unicorn's body was covered in flames, it did not emit any burnt smell. It was like a candle, burning silently.
About a quarter of an hour later, all the flesh and blood on the unicorn's body had burned out, leaving only a black skeleton, and the flames gradually shrank to the position of its four hooves.
The next second, a whirlwind blew up out of nowhere in the open space, blowing away all the ashes on the ground, and a pure white figure appeared in the woods.
The shadow gradually grew larger and clearer, and finally, a unicorn-shaped shadow appeared at the edge of the clearing.
It walked towards Rhys cautiously, and when it reached him, it rubbed its head against his arm, then turned its head to look at the skeleton on the ground.
"Welcome back to the world of the living. I hope you can get used to your new body." Rhys said, pointing at the skeleton.
The unicorn's shadow no longer hesitated. It raised its front hooves and leaped onto the skeleton. The entire shadow was completely immersed in the skeleton on the ground.
After the phantom and the skeleton merged, two small balls of white flames appeared in the empty eye sockets of the unicorn's skull. The flames flickered for a moment, and the skeleton stood up from the ground, kicking the ground a few times with its hooves emitting blue flames. The resurrected unicorn still needed to adapt to its new body.
At this point, Rhys's undead magic was considered successful.
Rhys patted the unicorn's bony head and said to it, "After being reborn, you naturally need a new name. What do you think of the name 'Nightmare'?"
To be more precise, Nightmare is the name of its race, but looking at the unicorn's appearance, it doesn't seem to object to being called "Nightmare".
After Nightmare adjusted to his new body, Rhys took out a crystal ball from his bag. This crystal ball was very similar to the ones sold in Muggle gift shops, with a small platform inside and some small decorations on it. The decoration in Rhys's crystal ball was a small forest.
He pressed the crystal ball on the nightmare, and the nightmare's body began to shrink gradually.
When it became smaller than the crystal ball, it was sucked into the crystal ball and continued to shrink inside the crystal ball until it became half the size of the decorative trees.
Looking at the nightmare walking in the crystal ball, Rhys smiled with satisfaction.
He cleaned up the scene a bit and then left.
After a while, the two centaurs who were knocked unconscious by Rhys gradually woke up. They hurried to the open space, only to find that the unicorn's body that was originally lying there was gone.
Bane and Ronan's expressions suddenly turned ugly.
"Damn it, that guy came back! Why didn't I think of that!" Bain angrily stomped his hoof twice on the ground, feeling annoyed by his carelessness. Bane believed that the demon who killed the unicorn stole the unicorn's body. As for the purpose, it was probably for dirty money and to prolong the life that was destined to be cursed.
Ronan looked at the night sky worriedly, sighed, and said, "The dark clouds are about to cover the stars."
After hearing what Ronan said, Bane also raised his head and looked at the starry sky. He remained silent for a long time, and finally just shook his head.
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