Chapter 1344 Rebirth BOKOOOO! The screams of a five-headed chicken echoed through the plagued forests as Liam grabbed the soul for the umpteenth time trying to push it inside a body and more importantly keep it there. He had been at this for hours now and he had tried all sorts of things but every single attempt to conjure a 'Risen' only ended in failure. In the end, he tried one of the cheap methods to confirm something like this actually existed at all, and that try worked. The only problem was that the bird he resurrected dropped dead by the end of the day. Also, the growth potential of the bird was worse than his soul minions which made the whole endeavor pretty pointless. After some time Liam ended up summoning someone who could possibly be much more talented than him in necromancy. Kouske stood in the plagued forests staring at the mess in front of him. Liam gave the minion the materials he had procured and Kouske curiously went through everything. "What do you think?" Liam asked the guy. Kouske grunted in response, shooting back an unwilling look at Liam. The guy definitely did not want to help him at all. However, he had no other choice. "It is impossible to conjure a 'Risen' without an array set up." He gave his verdict. Liam sighed. He thought this would be the case too. While it was easy to get these materials in the market, it was difficult to obtain any array formations because the thing was a monster. Usually, these types of arrays were etched in special places with the ability to naturally gather nether, and the undead paid to access these places in their worlds. It was not a simple array that any Tom, Dick, and Harry could construct at the snap of the finger. Liam stared at the nether swirling in the air around him as he mulled over what to do next as his current attempts were at a dead end. On his side, Kouske continued rambling about how Liam had finally reached his limit and his soul army had now become obsolete. "There is no future for us. Earth is doomed and your growth has reached its pinnacle. I might be your slave but it is time for you to become someone else's slave. Maybe if the master begs another powerful being, he will let us all live." Kouske continued rambling with a sneer on his face. Clearly, the soul minion was enjoying Liam's multiple failures at his attempt to conjure a 'Risen'. Luna was nowhere in the vicinity having gone to do some hunting on her own to find more prey and practice subjects for Liam so Kouske continued running his mouth without holding back. After a few minutes, the guy's ramblings became so worse that it forced Liam to snap out of his thoughts and stare at Kouske. Liam couldn't help but gaze at the unmasked anger and resentment on the minion's face. Even though he had already forged the soul, the person underneath was still the same, waiting to break out of the bindings. He instantly knew what he was doing wrong. The man standing in front of him was very different from Shayen, the undead. While Kouske harbored enmity towards Liam, Shayen couldn't be bothered to think about who created him or revenge against that person for that matter. He was a whole new person in all aspects. This was the flash of inspiration he was waiting for. He ignored the annoying guy and grabbed the five-head chicken from the side one more time. He made a small cut on his finger and drew a small drop of blood to use as a catalyst. He then focused on the soul bead, completely unraveling it from the inside out. This was the point where the blood came into play. He used his blood as a stabilizer and prevented the soul from completely dispersing. Liam did not stop with this. In many techniques, they had described using runes of power to make the soul submit. He initially did not plan on doing this because he never had any issues making the soul submit to him. But now he wondered what if the purpose of the rune was something more than that. He decided to go all in with this try as he started inscribing a rune of power he was familiar with and had lots of practice forming. An infinity symbol started slowly appearing at the center of the soul bead while he reforged the entirety of the soul. Nether hammers surrounded the small soul bead fully engulfing it in a cascade of dark energy. Liam's hands moved with deft precision, each stroke of the rune carving deeper into the very essence of the soul bead, intertwining it irrevocably with his own blood. As the infinity symbol completed, a deep hum vibrated through the air. Nether in the air coalesced around the soul bead at a visible rate and plunged into the lifeless corpse. Huge amounts of nether was sucked into the corpse and Liam felt the pressure on his mind increasing. But he did not care. He held on strong. He had a feeling this try was going to be a success. He could feel the swaths of nether condensing under his grasp forming thick black blood, the lifeblood of the undead. The blood flow that had long since ceased on the death of the beast was once again restarted. Black blood pulsed through the corpse and Liam could feel the distinct absence of a heartbeat. In a sudden surge, the five-headed chicken twitched violently, its new body spasming as if shocked by the very essence of life itself. Then, almost as quickly, it stilled, settling into a new form of existence. Kouske's rambling ceased as he watched the transformation, his expression shifting from disdain to awe. "How... how did you…" His voice trailed off, unable to fully grasp the implications of what he had just witnessed. Liam's focus was absolute, his brow furrowed in concentration, aware that any misstep could unravel the delicate balance he had achieved. He continued forging the soul to perfection. He could feel that the more he forged the soul the more it integrated with the body.