Thinking of this, Edmond no longer delayed and walked directly toward the four people.
The four people who were talking noticed the movement ahead, stopped in their tracks, and became vigilant.
Soon, Edmond, dressed in a black robe, appeared before them.
“Are you looking for me?”
Edmond looked at the four people in front of him and said in an incredibly calm tone.
At first, the four were startled by Edmond’s sudden appearance, but after looking around and discovering there were no other guards, they finally relaxed.
“Kid, hand over everything you have right now, and maybe we’ll give you a chance to live.”
The porter shouted at Edmond in a tone completely different from the one he used during the day, acting extremely arrogant.
The other three did not speak but were wantonly eyeing the skin Edmond had exposed.
Being scrutinized by these gazes made Edmond feel very uncomfortable, and his initial thought of engaging in conversation was completely dismissed.
He waved his hand, and the four people in front of him felt an invisible giant hand gripping their chins.
That powerful force left them with no way to make any loud sounds, and they could only emit faint “woo-woo” noises.
“Woo-woo~”
After realizing something was wrong, the four immediately began to struggle, frantically scratching at their chins with both hands, yet they couldn’t touch anything at all.
The desire and greed in their eyes instantly transformed into terror of the unknown.
Edmond watched the four people struggling in front of him, appearing very calm.
This was a very simple application of Mage Hand.
Then, he raised his right hand, and Necrotic Magic gathered in his palm.
The Spell structure was instantly constructed, and immediately, a Bone Spear condensed out of thin air and shot toward the leading porter.
“Swish!”
Accompanied by a sound of tearing through the air, the Bone Spear pierced directly through the porter’s left leg and slammed deeply into the ground behind him.
“Woo-woo!”
Feeling the intense pain in his left leg, the porter fell directly to the ground while beginning to howl in pain, clutching his left leg.
However, due to the Mage Hand tightly gripping his chin, he could only emit slightly louder “woo-woo” sounds.
Seeing the porter’s miserable state and the Bone Spear that Edmond had condensed, the other three instantly became incredibly terrified.
Their legs went weak, and they knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Edmond incessantly to beg for mercy.
But Edmond ignored them completely; instead, he condensed a thin bone needle and pierced it into the porter’s glabella.
The porter’s struggling movements stopped instantly, and his body collapsed weakly to the ground.
Seeing their companion die, the other three kowtowed even more violently, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
At the same time, they wanted to speak up and plead, but they couldn’t make any sound at all, only able to emit those desperate “woo-woo” noises.
“You wanted to rob me.”
Edmond spoke calmly, looking at the three people in front of him.
Dark, rough skin, fingers covered in calluses and cracks, gaunt bodies, and simple, patched-up clothes.
All of this clearly indicated that they were the kind of lower-class commoners, the pitiful people struggling to survive in the mud.
Hearing this, the three shook their heads frantically, their movements so wide they almost snapped their necks, tears and snot flying everywhere, and the regret in their eyes almost overflowing.
Edmond was not moved by this action; instead, he leisurely condensed bone needles one by one and killed the three of them.
After finishing all this, Edmond finally understood why the villains in the novels and videos he saw in his past life talked so much before killing people.
Just like his current situation, if he had killed them the moment they met, wouldn’t that have been letting them off too easy?
By killing them one by one like he just did, the remaining people would witness death getting closer and closer, and the fear in their hearts would gradually reach its peak.
That kind of fear is more painful than death itself, and this is much more satisfying than just killing them straight away.
Who told those people to insult him like that just now; just thinking about that “beauty” moniker made Edmond feel nauseated.
Looking at the four corpses in front of him, Edmond felt no great fluctuation in his heart and instead used Mage Hand to bring them back to the carriage.
Although this was his first time killing someone, he didn’t feel much of a stir in his heart; instead, he felt somewhat pleased.
Because he had originally felt that his number of undead was insufficient, and now it was just right; they had delivered themselves to his doorstep, allowing him to obtain four fresh corpses.
Afterwards, after dealing with the bloodstains and all traces on the ground using a Spell, Edmond followed his plan and headed into the Graveyard to collect corpses.
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First, Edmond went to the two Graveyards outside the small town, preparing to move the two marked corpses out first.
This way, if he was discovered later when going to the Graveyard near the church, it wouldn’t be a total loss.
Soon, Edmond arrived at the place where one of the corpses was buried and began to dig using Mage Hand.
In the silent night, only the rustling sound of digging soil could be heard, which, combined with the environment around the Graveyard, seemed very eerie.
If someone were to come by, they would see such a scene.
A person completely shrouded in a black robe was standing alone in the desolate Graveyard.
On the ground beside him, large amounts of soil seemed to be dug up by an invisible force, flying up from the ground in handfuls.
And as the ground sank bit by bit, the coffin inside was exposed.
This was a very simple wooden coffin that seemed to have never undergone careful polishing; the surface was not only very rough but even had many cracks.
This is how ordinary people were buried in this era; having a coffin was already decent, and many people didn’t even have a coffin, just being covered with cloth before being hastily buried.
After opening the coffin, what met Edmond’s eyes was a corpse that showed basically no signs of decay.
Seeing this, Edmond nodded in satisfaction.
The corpse showed no signs of decay, which meant it hadn’t been dead for very long, and the soul within hadn’t dissipated too much.
After lifting this corpse up with Mage Hand, Edmond closed the coffin again, specifically covering it back with soil, restoring it to its original appearance.
Next, Edmond went to another Graveyard and dug up the other corpse as well.
Like the previous corpse, the second corpse also had no decay and was a very good material for creating undead.
After placing these two corpses back on the carriage, Edmond rested for a while and then set off toward the final destination, which was the Graveyard near the church.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”