I used the remaining magic crystal stones to create a simple magic array to assist in the gargoyle making ritual.

Then, I started the production process.

I spent almost a whole day, turning a five ton hell obsidian into an approximate human shape.

Then, I arranged all the materials I obtained from the trade to their right location.

The dark griffin's wings were placed on the back of the human-shaped stone.

It was the pair of wings that the gargoyle could fly with.

I placed a sharp stone sword on its chest as its weapon.

"Plop... plop... plop..."

Then, I slowly placed the gray core in my hand into the gap on the Gargoyle's chest.

It was the core that powered the gargoyle.

Finally, I sprinkled it with the blood of a high-level demon that was filled with a dark aura...

I looked at the human-shaped stone that was filled with a dark and terrifying aura under the light of the glowing plants. I knew that all the preparations had been completed.

The last and most important step left was: Awakening.

I wiped the sweat off my face and angrily snatched the magic wand from Regulus' hands.

Once again, while I was working my ass off, this guy stood aside and pretended to be dead.

He pretended to be a piece of wood as he watched me work my ass off.

I really didn't understand who was the master and who was the undead.

What kind of master worked his ass off all day long while the undead watched the show from the side every day.

But when I thought about how Regulus was so stupid probably because I ate his brain, I couldn't get angry anymore.

Looking at the simple magic array in front of me, I picked up the magic staff in my hand and slowly injected my own magic power into it.

I saw that the magic array started from the outer circle and began to slowly light up from the inside.

"Hum..."

In the end, with a hum, the magic array was finally fully activated.

"Hu..."

The magic array began to operate. It began to slowly absorb the death energy in the surroundings. Then, it was injected into the humanoid stone at the center of the magic array.

I, who was standing at the side, nodded after seeing that the magic array was operating normally.

I then raised the magic wand in my hand again and began meditating. I communicated with and absorbed the death energy in the surroundings. Finally, I slowly injected all the death energy that had been absorbed by my body into the core of the human-shaped stone,

"Plop Plop Plop Plop Plop..."

The core that was placed in the human-shaped stone started beating even faster.

"Gulp... gulp..."

This piece of hell obsidian was almost perfect. There weren't any holes on it! However, as time passed, I discovered that the blood of a high-level demon that had been poured on it had actually started to seep into the stone! ! !

This miraculous transformation didn't stop.

"Huff Huff... Huff Huff..."

Following that, the human-shaped stone's chest began to palpitate as it let out violent gasps.

The hole in the chest where the core was buried also began to slowly be sealed by the obsidian that appeared out of thin air.

Finally, I slowly discovered that this human-shaped stone's originally rough face and body actually began to slowly become exquisite as the ritual progressed.

Numerous devil horns appeared on its head.

The eyes, nose, and ears on its face... Began to be drawn out one by one.

The muscles on its body and limbs also began to become distinct until it looked completely like a devil that had come back to life in front of my eyes.

"Whoosh --"

Suddenly, a gust of violent wind blew out of thin air in this cave that was like a secret chamber.

This gust of wind blew me all over the place. In addition to the rocks and dust in the cave, it almost made it impossible for me to open my eyes.

I hugged my head and supported myself with the rocks beside me, trying my best to maintain a stable figure.

But strangely enough, this gust of wind came and went quickly.

Soon, the cave returned to its usual calmness.

When I opened my eyes, the scene in front of me shattered my many years of experience.

The gargoyle that was originally lying on the ground steadily stood up.

It stood up...

It stood up...

…

The gargoyle in front of me was standing straight, with a long sword in his hands and its eyes were tightly shut. It was simply like a perfect work of art created by those sculpting masters.

A perfect devil sculpture.

A 'David' from the dark world.

However, the sculptor who could carve a piece of obsidian that weighed several tons in such a short period of time was probably either dead or not even born.

I, who was standing under this piece of art, still hadn't recovered from my shock.

A stone that weighed four to five tons actually stood up by itself.

From its original state of lying down to its current upright posture...

Unbelievable!

I really couldn't think of any other adjective to describe the scene before me.

"Hum --"

Just as I was still exclaiming in surprise, a 'Hum' sound woke me up.

I raised my head to look --

The Gargoyle's originally tightly shut eyes opened.

Two terrifying red lights shot out from its eyes.

"Roar --"

It raised its head and let out a coarse roar from its throat.

I know that the was gargoyle waking up!

The gargoyle's movements didn't stop. After roaring, it started to move its obsidian body.

"Hu --"

"Hu --"

Every time it waved its hands and feet, a gust of wind would be created.

"Rustle rustle... Rustle Rustle..."

After moving his body, he started to flap the wings behind him.

I, who was watching from the side, widened my eyes. I started to look forward to what would happen next.

"Boom --"

"Boom --"

He started to flap the huge wings behind him.

"Boom Boom Boom --"

The frequency of the flapping became faster and faster.

Looking at the gargoyle that was about to turn into a propeller but still couldn't fly, I couldn't help but mutter to myself, 'could it be that the obsidian that I chose is too heavy? He can't fly anymore?'

'But, I purposely chose the wings of the Dark Griffin! You have to know that the original version is only a blood crow feather, it's far inferior to the current version.'

Just when I thought that my production had failed this time and that the undead before me wouldn't be able to fly.

The gargoyle began to gradually rise into the air under the effect of its wings.

One centimeter...

Ten centimeters...

One meter...

Its speed also became faster and faster.

At the beginning, it wasn't much faster than an ant, but now, it was as fast as lightning.

Looking at the gargoyle flying around in circles, I knew that the undead production this time had succeeded.

Whether it was the materials or the speed at which it were moving, the gargoyle that was created this time was definitely the best of the best.

Soon, the gargoyle finished flying and returned to me, returning to its previously motionless state.

Looking at the gargoyle that was standing straight in front of me, I nodded.

Whether it was its imposing manner or its flying abilities, I was extremely satisfied.

However, there was one more important ability for a necromancer.

Strength...

And now, it was time to test the strength of this gargoyle.