The zombified Hog sat up, its movements slightly stiff, then slowly rose and walked over to Lynch.
Compared to other newly-created zombies, its movements were already remarkably fluid.
Its three-meter-tall, imposing frame was filled with an oppressive presence. The moment it stood still, a dense, deathly aura radiated out from it.
Although its aura was a far cry from what it had been in life, Lynch's initial assessment placed it at the Tier Two Peak.
Lynch heaved a great sigh of relief. 'Good, at least I didn't botch it.'
'If I turn it into a Black Corpse, it should quickly recover its Tier Three strength, maybe even reach Tier Four... And in the future, once my own tier is higher and I have High Tier materials, it might even be possible to upgrade it to a bronze-armored corpse!'
"Excellent. From now on, your name is 'Corpse Demon'." In high spirits, Lynch bestowed a suitably impressive name upon his new key subordinate.
