Chapter 966: : Frankenstein

Chapter 966: Frankenstein

Resurrecting a Law Defying Wizard began only as a thought, but it was a step in the right direction.

Even with the Holy Bone card from the priest, Abel just went to experiment a little. He didn't really expect to actually resurrect a law-defying wizard.

He did not immediately give the resurrected Wizard Marlon a soul potion. Instead, he began to explain his puppet body.

He sent a command through the holy bone card, and Wizard Marlon drew a spell pattern in mid-air. Afterward, it flashed off and reappeared 100 meters away.

It was the move in a flash spell which was almost an instinct to wizards of this rank. It seemed like even in his resurrected form, the speed was maintained.

Afterward, Abel commanded Wizard Marlon to test out some spells, and each of them was at full power. He analyzed the ice support spell. It should be level 4 on WIzard Marlon's puppet body.

According to the investigation spirit, a level for ice support spell was the limit of a rank 21 wizard. However, it could be level up again when level 22 was reached.

As the owner of Wizard Marlon's puppet body, Abel's power of the will had the ability to freely enter his body and the mysterious areas of the mind without any constraints.

When Wizard Marlon died, Abel could not truly look into this puppet's body from all directions since there was still too much energy within it distorting his power of the will.

But as the new owner of the puppet body, Abel had control of everything, including the mysterious areas of the mind.

Where the original soul was located, the scary resuscitation spell formed a replica rank 21 wizard pattern. Perhaps it was just the body's muscle memory. After all, there was no soul in the brain, just a wizard pattern.

It was the body's source of energy, just like a normal law-defying wizard.

The resurrection spell needed fresh corpses because the corpses still had retention of their original power and fighting ability.

Take Doff the Beamon, for example. It relied on its physical body to fight, and it did not have many special abilities, which was not shocking to Abel.

But for wizard Marlon, the resurrection spell perfectly replicated a law-defying wizard pattern in the resurrected body. It was no wonder this seemingly powerless spell was a top rank spell of the priests.

If Wizard Marlon's puppet body was not surrounded by death qi, he was basically no different from an actual law-defying wizard.

Abel took out a bottle of soul potion from his Varaya's ring and handed it to the puppet, telling him to drink it.

The puppet did not reject his command in the slightest and poured it down.

The first bottle didn't do much, so Abel took out 4 more bottles and told him to drink it as well.

After the 5th bottle was poured down, there still wasn't any soul reaction. Abel began to doubt. Was Doff's soul an accident?

Still, he took out another 5 bottles of soul potion and handed it to the puppet again.

After a full 10 bottles were emptied, Abel sensed a weak little soul in his mind.

He cast a mount enchantment and signed a soul chain contract with it. It was almost impossible for a weak soul like that to reject, and Abel immediately succeeded.

He calculated for a moment. This soul contract also only took up a little space.

But after the contract, he realized the soul was so weak it might vanish at any moment like a little flame in the wind.

Through the contract, Abel could clearly sense what the puppet's soul was going through. It tried to swallow up the rank 21 wizard pattern, but it was fundamentally impossible for how weak it was. Still, it was motivated to do so instinctively.

Abel's face sank. He could let this little soul flicker away. He got a feeling he would not be able to generate another soul once this one vanished.

He trusted his feelings, so he took out another potion and gave it to the puppet again.

It was a process of cultivation. A law-defying wizard had a powerful soul. If Abel wanted to create a new soul for it, it had to be a powerful one.

Unlike spiritual beasts, the souls of humans were different. After 100 bottles of soul potion, the puppet's soul had successfully swallowed up the rank 21 wizard pattern.

Suddenly, the puppet began to shiver, and the energy of a rank 21 law-defying wizard shifted out.

Abel felt like what was in front of him was no longer a puppet, but a being, a strange being.

Since he was fully linked up with the puppet's soul, he could sense everything that was within it. The only thing inside the soul at that moment was the fighting memories brought on by the resurrection spell.

But there was almost nothing else besides that, almost like a war machine.

A viciously sharp pain suddenly emerged from the soul. Since Abel was not prepared, that pain tapped into the soul at a nightmarish level.

He couldn't help but let go of the soul chain and break the connection. He began to gasp for air and slowly recover from the unbearable pain coming from the soul.

In that short moment, he realized where the pain was coming from. It was the conflict between Wizard Marlon's original body and the puppet's body.

This was the reason why Wizard Marlon did not join the front-line battles and steal resources like the other wizards, even with his powerful body.

This pain haunted him, and only the water of life could soothe it.

If Abel had shown his powerful potion maker ability to Wizard Marlon, no way, Wizard Marlon would mess with him because of wealth.

Wizard Marlon could get as many resources as wanted as long as his body was in good condition, and a powerful master potion maker was his only hope to do so. He wouldn't have messed with him, let alone trying to kill him.

Abel also understood why the Lightning's Wizard's Mutton did not want to go down the same path as Wizard Marlon even in the face of death.

Physical pain was not the scariest, but this pain of the soul could drive any wizard insane. Slowly, this pain would catabolize the humanity within a person.

Could you still call law-defying without humanity a wizard?

Therefore, even though longevity was important, most wizards would rather not turn against their humanity.

If the puppet's soul was a normal soul, this pain could directly cause it to break down.

But this soul was cultivated in pain, so it somehow took it as a given.

Abel didn't want to continue like this. He didn't want to feel this pain every time he connected with it. This would affect his interaction with the puppet.

He scanned the puppet through his power of the will. Its composition was extremely complicated. There were large numbers of nerves connecting the brain to the metal body of the puppet.

Although he didn't know how wizard Marlon merged his nerves with those ancient metals, he knew it was not perfectly executed. Some nerves were still dangling around and being rejected by the metal surface.

It was the origin of the pain, and it would only get worse with time.

Up to this point, he took out some water of life from Wizard Marlon's portal bag. At first, he was a little weird out by how much water of life he had, but then it all made sense.

If Wizard Marlon continued without water of life, the pain would worsen until his body broke down.

Although the water of life could not fully repair his body, at least its life force could minimize the pain.

If Abel never knew about this, one day, he would find his resurrected Wizard Marlon dead on the spot with a sudden internal breakdown.

Although Wizard Marlon had spent time and effort to fix his body, it would be a walk in the park for Abel.

He took out a full recovery potion and handed it to the puppet. If one bottle was not enough, another bottle of poison antidote would do.

The puppet poured the potion down, and a purple glow emerged.

Abel carefully reconnected with the soul chain again and prepared for the pain, but this time, he sensed a feeling of relief coming from it.

He scanned the puppet with his power of the will again, and the full recovery potion worked its magic perfectly. All the jangling nerves were perfectly merged with the metal surface.

Only one bottle of full recovery potion had perfected this puppet body, and it no longer needed To undergo that torturous pain of the soul.

Abel told the puppet body to cast another spell. Not much had changed. Its battle instinct allowed it to perfectly fight in a battle.

The only downside was that it couldn't talk. It had zero knowledge of language.

The puppet was like a white piece of paper. This puppet had given most of its soul to the rank 21 wizard pattern and its battle instinct through Abel's speculation. There was not much potential left in it to learn other things.

A puppet's soul could not grow with time, so it was impossible to generate more room to develop other skills.

He also used too many soul potions. He would use them so carelessly again.

But he was not planning to let this puppet take care of business anyway. Just being able to fight alongside him was good enough.

This puppet was around the same height as him, so it could also enter tight spaces to fight.

Doff, Johnson, Jason, and Flying Flame could only battle in open spaces, so this puppet would be his perfect companion against those hell creatures.

Abel took out a portal bag and placed some healing potions, mana potions, and poison antidote into it, along with a full set of gear and clothes from Wizard Marlon.

The puppet put on the gears, the wizard cloak, and wrapped the portal bag around his waist. From the outside, it looked exactly like an ice wizard.

"I'll call you Frankenstein!" Abel felt like it was funny to name it after the creation of a mad scientist.

He took out the Holy Bone Card again and realized the resurrection spell slot was emptied again.

He could technically do another resurrection, but it was still better to leave it and let it repair its crack.

He then took out a mana gathering circle and put some top-level mana gems onto it. After it was set up, the mana was so sensed it almost turned into steam.

He placed the holy bone card into it for repair. It was the best environment.

Afterward, he took out the rune world insight. But this time, he did not give it to the spirit guardian knight captain. Instead, he gave it to Frankenstein. All of a sudden, a fog-like aura emerged from below.

Abel began his training, and Frankenstein was also slowly getting used to its body. He never expected being able to train with a law-defying wizard to train with him.