Edmond gazed at it for quite a while before satisfiedly withdrawing his gaze.
“That’s more like it.
That looks like a real Undead.”
After sighing in his heart, Edmond gave an order to the skeleton:
“Attack!”
Upon receiving the command, the Soul Fire in the skeleton’s eye sockets flickered, and it began to wildly swing the bone sword in its hand.
It seemed to pay no attention to the bone sword in its hand, instead furiously waving its sharp claws just as it had before.
Since the bone sword had grown out of its body, it did not fall off but kept dancing in the air along with the movement of the claws.
Watching this scene, Edmond muttered to himself, “As expected.”
“So it really doesn’t know how to use weapons.”
Based on his research into Skeleton Resurrection over the past few days, he had gained a deeper understanding of this Spell.
Because the Soul Fire was created using the soul contained within the corpse, the Undead would inherit certain physical instincts and skills from its previous life.
The faint memories contained within those soul fragments would be preserved and sealed within the Soul Fire.
These remnants became the “underlying code” for the Undead’s actions.
For example, if a skeleton was an ordinary farmer during its life, it would at most know how to use a hoe.
But if it was a warrior in its previous life, it would likely know how to wield a sword.
Of course, this was not guaranteed; if too much of the soul dissipated, then even an experienced warrior might result in a skeleton no different from one resurrected from an ordinary person.
Moreover, the most important point was that Low-level Undead like skeletons possessed no intelligence and did not know how to learn.
This meant that unless it inherited relevant memories during its creation, it would be unable to learn how to use various weapons.
Of course, this was not unsolvable; as long as it devoured the Soul Fire of other Undead who possessed such memories, it would be able to master them.
Alternatively, Edmond could convert the soul of an experienced warrior and have the skeleton absorb it, provided it inherited the corresponding memories.
These four skeletons had all been dug up by Arnold from the Graveyard of various villages; they were just ordinary villagers, so how could they know how to use weapons?
Therefore, after thinking for only a moment, Edmond cast Bone Modification again to retract the bone swords and completely reshaped the skeletons’ hands into a pair of sharp bone claws.
Since they didn’t know how to use weapons, it was better to just use claws.
Subsequently, Edmond proceeded to modify the other three skeletons, transforming them into the same appearance.
Looking at the four “fully armed” skeletons before him, Edmond was very satisfied.
The current appearance of these skeletons suited his aesthetic very well.
However, a question arose in Edmond’s mind: why hadn’t his teacher, Arnold, modified the skeletons under his command?
Judging from the previous situation, the teacher’s skeletons were merely resurrected from corpses without any further modification.
In Edmond’s view, such skeletons had practically no attack power.
Did his teacher not know about this?
This was clearly Edmond projecting his own standards onto others.
His talent, let alone compared to Arnold, was among the top tier even when compared to other Mages in the world.
Arnold’s talent was inherently poor, barely reaching the threshold to become a Mage.
For him, let alone creating a Spell, even mastering the few Spells he had was a very difficult task.
Even now, having been a Necromancer for over thirty years, Arnold still hadn’t created a single Spell.
So, strictly speaking, Edmond’s level was already higher than Arnold’s.
However, a Mage’s level did not equate to strength.
From the perspective of pure strength, Arnold was still stronger than Edmond.
After thinking for a while without finding an answer, Edmond simply stopped thinking about it and shifted his focus to his teacher’s situation.
It had been nearly ten days since he left the small building, and he didn’t know how his teacher was doing.
In a little while, he would find an opportunity to go and check on him.
Edmond thought to himself, then ordered the four skeletons to continue guarding the door.
“Click-clack~ Click-clack~”
A more intense sound of bones colliding echoed as the four drastically altered skeletons returned to the cave entrance to stand guard.
The reason a skeleton’s body could move relied entirely on the Necrotic Magic radiating from the Soul Fire, which was like the meridians in a human body.
Therefore, once a part of the body was severed and the Necrotic Magic from the Soul Fire could not reach it, that part of the body became useless.
After organizing the contents in his mind, Edmond took two blank books and a quill, then returned to his bed.
He prepared to record the two Spells he had created, just like the few Spells he had learned, which had all been recorded by other Mages.
Holding the quill, Edmond began to earnestly write these two Spells into the books.
It was unknown how much time had passed, but the first Spell, Bone Crafting, was finally finished.
At the end of the book, Edmond pondered for a moment before finally writing down a few lines.
[To all colleagues: I hope the contents of this book can help you walk further on the path of magic.
May wisdom and magic always be with you.]
[Author: Official Mage — Edmond Grey]
Although he might not necessarily teach this Spell to others, who could say what would happen in the future?
It was better to be formal.
“Hoo~”
After finishing the Spell, Edmond stood up and stretched his slightly sore arms.
Although his Mental Power had significantly improved, Edmond’s physical fitness had not changed much.
Although he did not absorb magic into his body and usually tried his best to control the contact between his body and magic, his current physical fitness was about the same as an ordinary person of his age in his previous life.
This was already quite good; after all, previously he had been extremely thin due to malnutrition, and now, in such a short time, he had managed to reach this state.
This was partly due to the improvement in his living conditions, but the biggest reason was his continuously strengthening Mental Power.
Because Mental Power and the physical body were interdependent; as long as one became stronger, the other would also be affected.
Edmond walked slowly to the entrance, stretched, and took a deep breath.
The incredibly fresh air rushed into his lungs, refreshing his mind.
After resting outside for a short while, Edmond returned to continue recording the Bone Modification Spell.
However, compared to Bone Crafting, the difficulty of this Spell was much higher, and the content was much more extensive.
Therefore, by the time dinner arrived, Edmond had not yet finished writing.
Beside the campfire, Edmond gnawed on white bread, swallowing it down with water.
Having eaten white bread for so many days, he already felt it was as tasteless as chewing wax.
After all, no matter how delicious something was, one would get tired of it after eating it for a long time, not to mention that white bread was a staple food.
“It is time to find a moment to go and purchase some daily supplies.”
After finishing dinner, Edmond looked at the food that had already been half consumed and began to ponder.