Chapter 2775 The Art of Corpse Control

"That's why I captured you.

So quit with the nonsense and just answer me.

What do you know about a planet named Earth?"

Austin pressed.

"I don't know what the hell that is! Let me go, you little bastard!"

the corpse controller screamed at Austin.

The corpse controller was furious. 'Who does this brat think he is? I'm a respected figure in the underworld! Even the leader of the underworld treats me with courtesy!

Doesn't this upstart know he is beneath me?!' he fumed.

"So you know nothing,"

Austin pointed out flatly, disappointment evident in his tone.

"Boy, didn't you hear me?! Release me at once!"

the corpse controller demanded, as if talking to a servant.

A resounding crack rang out.

Austin had struck the corpse controller, propelling him into the air.

"Why, you...."

The corpse controller was stunned.

He never got to finish the insult that was already on his lips.

Austin leapt up and delivered another punch to his face, followed by a kick.

By the time the corpse controller slammed back to the ground, his face was already black and blue and swollen, his nose also broken. His anger at Austin quickly transformed into fear.

'He's one of those barbarians who like to talk with their fists, ' he realized with trepidation.

The corpse controller knew enough to just keep his mouth shut in the face of such people.

Otherwise, he knew he'd end up sporting a fat lip, too.

"From here on out, just answer my questions.

If you don't, you just might force my hand again. Got it?"

Austin sneered, cracking his knuckles in the corpse controllers' face.

The corpse controller started trembling in fear.

He was right about Austin. He did like to settle matters with violence.

The corpse controller gave in to his cowardice and decided to cooperate.

Staring at Austin's fists in terror, he nodded quickly.

He answered every question Austin had.

It turned out that the corpse controller had an old master in the underworld who was skilled at refining the corpse soldiers.

The corpse controller, since childhood, had learnt the craft from his master.

Presently, he had just finished his preliminary training and was now able to refine some low-grade corpse soldiers.

He used these skills to serve Prince Ervin, who appeared

he was helpless under Austin's power. He tried to resist, his eyes becoming bloodshot. But it was a futile fight.

He could feel his heart tighten. He had put in years of hard work for those runes and treasures and spells.

Now here they were, being taken from him without any difficulty.

"Here goes nothing!"

After reviewing the steps again and again, Austin was finally ready to give it a try. He concentrated his mind, transporting several corpse soldiers from the Slave Tower to his present location.

Austin had taken these corpse soldiers and kept them in the Slave Tower last time he was in the Black Hell city. But just now, he decided they were the perfect test subjects for this experiment.

Austin took out a rune paper and flung it in the corpses' direction.

The rune paper flashed a bright and dazzling light, enveloping the soldiers.

Austin then took out a peach wood sword. He drew a magic sigil in the air, murmuring some words.

"Come forward!"

Austin commanded after the spell was completed.

The corpse soldiers simultaneously moved their feet and marched toward Austin.

It worked!

Austin couldn't believe it!

But of course, Austin was aware this was just a small, insignificant start.

Like a magic trick, it almost had no practical use.

There would be tens of thousands of corpse soldiers deployed all at once in the battlefield. And he would need to place all of them under his thumb.

Right now, he was only able to control a handful soldiers. He certainly had a long way to go.