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 without wind, flickering a faint light.

Cersei could not help but lean towards the guards, as this place really did not give her any sense of security.

"We are here. This is a great masterpiece, Your Majesty, please take a look."

Qyburn had a faint smile on his 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 his guards to light torches.

The two guards looked at each other, and then picked up the torches on the surrounding walls.

Cersei's eyes suddenly became much brighter, and she could see the Mountain behind Qyburn clearly.

After seeing clearly, Cersei took a step back. The "person" in front of her should be a monster to be precise.

The monster lying on the wooden bed in front of her had black lines all over his face, bloodshot eyes, sunken eyeballs, and black lines all over his body, and there were many festering places.

"Is this your achievement?" Cersei's voice trembled.

She was a little scared at this time. Qyburn's "achievement" exceeded her expectations.

Qyburn not only has a super talent as a necromancer, but also has a very high emotional intelligence and the ability to read people's minds.

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.

So Qyburn's voice was bewitching: "Yes, Queen Mother, it can't feel pain now, and it doesn't know fear. As long as you use your blood to complete the last step, you will get an obedient super dead warrior. It is perfect!"

"Just my blood?"

Qyburn's words moved Cersei. After Tywin came to King's Landing, he took over the power.

And she completely became a powerless queen mother, even in Tywin's eyes, she was just a tool for marriage and reproduction.

This is not what she wants. When Tywin and Tyrion were not in King's Landing, she tasted the beauty of power.

That feeling was more exciting than Jaime's attack, and it made her linger.

Especially when she killed the old wolf from the Stark family, the power brought her brain completely.

Power lies in the hearts of people, so she needs people who obey him completely.

Qyburn is one, and the Mountain will be another.

"It's best to use your menstrual blood. If it's your menstrual blood, his power will be 30% stronger."

Qyburn's words made Cersei's face a little tense, "No, mine just left."

Qyburn didn't speak, just nodded. Even if it was ordinary fingertip 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 open her tender white fingers and dripped the bright red blood into the bottle.

Then Qyburn carefully added a large amount of unknown materials into it until the blood turned into a crystal green.

Pour the liquid in the bottle into the Mountain's mouth, and Qyburn muttered a spell.

After a moment, a strange feeling appeared in Cersei's heart, as if the Mountain in front of him 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 soon their fear disappeared, because the Mountain suddenly stepped forward and crushed their skulls.

The reason why Cersei killed them was simple, they were Tywin's people.

If Tywin knew that Cersei supported Qyburn's research on necromancy, Qyburn would be executed, and she would not have an easy life.

Seeing this, Qyburn smiled and said, "People don't fully use their muscles when they are alive. On the contrary, they can use them better after they die."

Cersei was very satisfied with Qyburn's results and asked, "Can you mass-produce this kind of monster?"

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, mass production is not possible at present." Qyburn shook his head.

Then he continued: "The Mountain has a special physique and is very active, so this transformation can be successful."

"Necromancer needs to be further optimized. If there are a lot of experiments, I am confident that it can be mass-produced."

Coben boasted confidently to deceive Cersei.

Necromancer is not perfect. He knew it when he first came into contact with necromancy.

It is just necromancy. There are many related undead magics. These black magics that interest him have serious flaws.

But since the appearance of the Red Comet, magic has begun to revive, which gave him hope. After getting Cersei's support, he successfully transformed the Mountain with necromancy.

In the process of practice, he can clearly feel the flaws of necromancy. If it is not for the special system of the Mountain, this experiment will never succeed.

As for mass production, it is even more impossible. Even if it can be mass-produced, ordinary people's mental power cannot control so many undead.

If a mental connection is forcibly established, it will only tear and devour the human spirit and turn it into a fool.

Cersei is a little disappointed, but one undead Mountain is enough for now. Too many will arouse the suspicion of others.

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!