Netheril’s Glory

The production of the Golem was completed. Punk was quite satisfied with the appearance of the final product, but in terms of strength, it could only be regarded as an apprentice-level. Punk had added a layer of leather on the outside of the Golem. It looked like a large cloth doll sewn with lather, and with all kinds of faintly flashing blood-red runes, it seemed a little weird!

Punk ordered it to take two steps forward. After receiving the order, the control mechanism quickly processed the order's information to the modified soul, and the energy to support this operation of the Golem poured out from the formation runes. The formation runes flashed, and the Golem made of flesh and blood took its first step with a mighty and domineering momentum...

"Fuck!"

It fell down…

"..."

Looking at the flesh-and-blood golem that was constantly struggling on all four of its limbs on the ground, Punk shook his head expressionlessly, and then...a kinetic energy burst blasted this embarrassingly failed work into pieces!

There was no doubt that the first experiment of the Flesh Golem failed.

Punk with the system's analysis soon knew the reason for the failure. The fundamental reason was the extreme incompatibility between the soul and the body.

First of all, the materials of this Golem came from two horses, but the soul was from only the second horse, which was obviously not an ideal method.

Then, the most important thing was that the source of the soul was a horse, and a horse's instinct was to walk on four legs, but the Golem made by Punk was a humanoid creature, so the horse's instinct caused this humanoid Golem to act in such ways. Although Punk had deleted these memories, emotions, and instincts of the soul, some deep-rooted instincts, like that of born instincts, were inevitably left behind, especially when the experimental souls continued to resist fiercely. So this kind of uncalculated trouble was almost inevitable!

Punk casually used the mage hand to push the pile of bloody flesh and blood on the ground to the corner. According to the current situation, even experimental training should be conducted on humanoid creatures.

Standing in front of the experimental platform, Punk cleaned up the tools he had just used and then began to think about the source of the humanoid experiment subjects!

As an official mage pursuing interests, Punk could certainly grab some townspeople as experimental materials, and with his complete lack of moral values, there would be no guilty conscience at all, but if he really did that, taking into account the fear ordinary people had towards professionals, he estimated that within a few days, everyone in this town would run away!

"And…………"

Punk touched his smooth chin and thought of the rumors about Dolez City's guardian professional. It could be said that this official-level dwarf warrior belonged to the Chaotic good camp. And also, this dwarf warrior had been promoted to official-level for more than forty years.

Punk had to consider whether this official-level warrior had the problems of meddling with other's business. Although he would not be afraid if he must fight, he didn't want to get into a battle with a veteran official-level powerhouse unnecessarily.

If One didn't consider using the evil camp's efficient means to obtain experimental subjects, then one had to consider buying slaves. Although it would cost a lot more, wasn't there a saying,

"The problems that can be solved with money are not problems."

And for a mage like Punk, who was now good at alchemy, money was not a problem. If he just made some rare potions, a lot of money would be sent to him by others, so only those resources that couldn't be bought with money were a little troublesome for the current Punk.

Thinking of this, Punk decided to wait until Lo Lan came for resupplies the next time and remind the little girl to buy a bunch of slaves and send them over. And also to recruit a few apprentices. Punk was really irritated by those tedious steps!

Slaves could solve the soul problem of golem making; what Punk had to solve now was another problem that could not be solved with money, the material problem.

The best material of the flesh golem was, of course, flesh and blood of magical creatures, but Punk had no intention of going across the mountains and rivers while wasting an unknown amount of time looking for magical creatures hiding in the depths of the wilderness, so Punk's idea was to open a portal and directly enter a plane where some magical creatures gather and capture them.

In fact, there were many Planes where a large number of magical creatures were present, such as the positive energy plane of Paradise Mountain, where a large number of positive energy spirits lived, and there was also the underworld, where there were many evil demons, which were all good magic materials. But there were strictly maintained orders in those places, and if One opened a portal to catch native creatures, they would definitely be besieged by the strong powerhouses, and they might even directly provoke a legendary powerhouse with their actions!

So Punk had to find a plane where a large number of magical creatures were present, and at the same time, even if someone started a mass kidnapping on the street, no one would come to take a look.

There was one place that fully met this condition-the endless abyss!

The Endless Abyss was not so much of a plane as it was the combination of a large number of planes.

As a synonym for the evil and chaos of the entire multidimensional universe, there was no order in the endless abyss. The creatures who lived in it, the demons, were a chaotic race. Although they had an outrageously large number and incomparable strength, but because of their chaotic nature, they were just busy killing each other all the time. Most of the demons had the problem of going crazy for no apparent reason and attacked everything indiscriminately, including themselves. When a demon saw any creature, no matter how big the power gap between the two was, the demon would rush up and attack desperately, so the entire endless abyss was an extremely chaotic battlefield, although every abyss level had many lesser lords (legendary), two or three lords (morning star), and a high lord (Radiant Moon and above) as the rulers, but in fact, even the demons they control through spells would return to their chaotic nature once they became too excited. Those "high and mighty" lords didn't care about these low-level demons; instead, they saw the lower-level demons as toys and food reserves! So it didn't really matter to them whether they were orderly or chaotic.

Punk was now planning on going to this chaotic place, but he didn't dare to stay there for a long time. On the one hand, being a creature of a neutral camp, he was prone to be besieged by all demons. On the other hand, the erosion of the chaotic will of the abyss was no joke.

It was pretty safe for a well-prepared official-level mage to venture into the abyss for a short time. After all, although there were many demons in the abyss, its area was so exaggerated that no matter how many demons were placed on it, they would still seem sparser, and what Punk wanted to go was only the first level of the abyss. As the weakest level of the abyss, most of the demons there did not reach the official level, so they were not a threat to him.

Punk just needed to keep a low profile, should not stay for too long, and if he was not unfortunate enough to attract the attention of a strong demon, then safety was almost guaranteed.

"Let's do it."

Punk turned and returned to the experimental platform. Before heading to the endless abyss, he wanted to be fully prepared, as the mages who dared to step into the portal just after putting two layers of armour were all dead.

So, of course, as a cautious mage, Punk couldn't allow himself to enter the dangerous plane of the abyss without a few trump cards.

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