Chapitre 76: 76
Chapter 218 My Just Left
After Cersei got dressed, Qyburn took her to the basement.
It was extremely dark here, with only the candles swaying in the wind, flickering with a faint light.
Cersei couldn't help but lean closer to the guard. She couldn't feel safe here.
"It is here. This is a great masterpiece. Your Majesty, please take a look."
There was always a faint smile on Qyburn's lips, but at this moment the smile on Qyburn's lips gave Cersei a very strange feeling.
Cersei did not rush forward to check, but asked her guards to light torches.
The two guards looked at each other, then picked up the torches on the surrounding walls.
Cersei's vision suddenly became brighter, and she could now see clearly the Mountain behind Cobham.
After seeing clearly, Cersei took a step back suddenly. The "person" in front of her should be a monster to be more precise.
The monster lying on the wooden bed in front of him had black lines all over his face, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyeballs were sunken, his body was also covered with black lines, and there were many festering areas.
"Is this your achievement?" Cersei's voice trembled a little.
At this time she was a little scared, Cobain's "results" exceeded her expectations.
Not only does Coben have a strong talent as a necromancer, he also has extremely high emotional intelligence and the ability to read people's expressions.
He saw Cersei's fear and regret, but he didn't want to lose Cersei's support. Only this woman would support him to continue studying necromancy.
Then Coben said in a bewitching voice: "Yes, Your Majesty, it can't feel pain now, and it doesn't know fear. As long as you use your blood to complete the final step, you will get an obedient super undead warrior. It is perfect!"
"Just my blood?"
Cersei was moved by Qyburn's words, and Tywin took over the power after coming to King's Landing.
She completely became a powerless queen mother, and even in Tywin's eyes she was just a tool for marriage and reproduction.
This was not what she wanted, she tasted the sweetness of power when Tywin and Tyrion were away in King's Landing.
That feeling was even more exciting than James' attack, and it made her linger.
Especially when she killed the old wolf from the Stark family, all the things that power brought completely eroded her brain.
Power lies in the heart, so she needs someone who will obey her completely.
Qyburn is one, and the Mountain will be one.
"It would be best if it were your menstrual blood. If it were your menstrual blood, his power would be 30% stronger."
Cersei's expression was a little tense at what Qyburn said, "No need. Mine just left."
Coben didn't say anything, just nodded. Even with ordinary fingertips blood, the Mountain was still the strongest warrior in the world.
"What should I do?" Cersei looked at Qyburn.
Qyburn quickly brought a small bottle, and then at his signal, Cersei cut her tender white finger and dripped the bright red blood into the bottle.
Then Coben carefully added a large amount of unknown materials into it until the blood turned into a crystal green color.
Pouring the liquid in the bottle into the Mountain's mouth, Qyburn muttered a spell.
After a moment, a strange feeling appeared in Cersei's heart, as if the Mountain in front of her had become another body of his.
With a thought, the Mountain stood up suddenly.
Seeing this, Cersei's eyes showed unparalleled excitement.
The two guards beside her showed a little fear, but their fear soon disappeared because the Mountain suddenly stepped forward and crushed their skulls.
The reason Cersei killed them was simple: they were Tywin's men.
If Tywin knew that Cersei supported Qyburn's research on necromancy, Qyburn would be executed, and she would not have an easy life either.
Seeing this, Coben smiled and said, "When people are alive, they don't fully utilize their muscles. On the contrary, they can be better utilized after they die."
Cersei was very satisfied with Qyburn's work and asked, "Can you mass-produce this monster?"
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, mass production is not possible at the moment." Coben shook his head.
Then he continued, "The Mountain has a special physique and is very active, so this transformation was successful."
"Necromancer still needs to be optimized. If there are a lot of experiments, I am confident that it can be mass-produced."
Qyburn boasted confidently and deceived Cersei.
Necromancer wasn't perfect, he knew that when he first came into contact with it.
It was just necromancy, and many other related undead magics, but all these black magics that interested him had serious flaws.
But since the appearance of the Red Comet, magic began to revive, giving him hope. After getting Cersei's support, he successfully transformed the Mountain using necromancy.
During the practice, he could clearly feel the flaws of necromancy. If it were not for the Mountain's special body, this experiment would never have succeeded.
As for mass production, it is even more impossible. Even if it is possible, ordinary people's mental power cannot control so many undead spirits.
If you forcefully establish a spiritual connection, it will only tear and devour the person's spirit, turning him or her into an idiot.
Cersei was a little disappointed, but one undead Mountain was enough for now. Too many would arouse other people's suspicion.
Cersei knew that Tyrion would definitely escape from King's Landing, and the most likely destination would be the North, because that place was not under the jurisdiction of the Iron Throne, and she could find an opportunity to rob and kill him!
(End of this chapter)
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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