The Low-Key Life of a Necromancer

Injury to body tissue will cause swelling and pain, but what about having two souls stuffed inside the body?

Li, who found himself back from some kind of hallucination, screamed in pain the moment he regained consciousness.

Li rolled back and forth on the ground in pain, and he didn't know how many things he bumped into. Many things hit Li, causing him considerable damage.

But Li completely ignored the physical pain. The mental torture was what Li could not bear the most at the moment.

"No, don't devour me!"

An incomprehensible scream echoed in my mind, as if someone's personality was squeezed out.

After the pain in his head that was about to explode eased a little, Li, sweating profusely, lay on the ground gasping for breath like a dead fish.

"Li, you can't sleep, you have to stay awake!"

It seemed like someone was talking to him. Li wanted to hear the voice clearly, but his ears were not responding.

Li seemed to be separated from the other party by a mountain and could only hear vague tones.

"Lee! It's over, you did it!"

Someone slapped Li twice on the face, and with the help of external impact, Li's mind was suddenly pulled back to reality.

With his vision barely focused, Li saw a middle-aged woman looking at him with joy.

"…mom?"

"Son, you actually didn't get confused. That's not easy. It seems your ascension ceremony was more successful than I thought!"

Seeing that Li had not become stupid or crazy, Li's mother happily celebrated for Li.

It took Li some time to figure out his current situation.

The Necromancer's ascension ceremony, soul fusion, power advancement...

"Mom, did I merge with an alien soul..."

Li couldn't believe that he actually did such a crazy thing.

Using evil soul rituals, he extracted his own spirit and threw it into the River Styx, then grabbed a powerful soul from it and merged them into one.

Since this ancient soul magic was created, only a dozen people have succeeded.

Among these successful people, there are only two whose thinking is still normal.

One of them lives in the River Styx forever and becomes the spokesperson for death, while the other is the ancestor of the Weize family, Li’s ancestor.

"Son, I didn't expect you to succeed in this. I thought you were just going to merge a weak soul, but I didn't expect you to capture a spirit stronger than you."

After his body relaxed, Li was able to recall more of the situation.

The Weiser family has been studying necromancy since ancient times, but evil magic can make people insane, so the main family began to gradually change the magic system.

The four elements of earth, water, fire and wind are more in line with human aesthetics, and the power of the elements is equally strong, enough to allow the magician family to gain a foothold in human society.

Li, a branch of the Weize family, was a minor noble who was banished to a remote area by the main family. He was only three years old when he left the family. The only property his family received from the main family was a dusty ancient magic book.

Speaking of magic books, Li barely propped himself up and saw the glowing book beside him.

This antique book that records ancient necromancy magic is the important medium for Li to complete the ascension ceremony.

Li has been particularly fond of this magic book since he was a child, and he loves to study the various magics recorded in it.

Li's special affinity for the magic book made him take a risky move.

"Mom, why didn't you stop me? If I died during the upgrade process, you would lose your precious son!"

"Don't worry, son. Mom has used the ascension ceremony before, and she feels pretty energetic now~"

Mother Li is indeed very energetic, even a little too energetic.

"Mom, what you merged with was just the soul of an adventurer. How can you be the same as me?"

When Li Ma was merging souls, she chose an adventurer who died unexpectedly. The adventurer was illiterate, and apart from his cheerful personality which brought positive influence to Li Ma, his other roles were minimal.

"Okay, you're awake now. Mom will go make you some food."

Li's mother left happily, leaving Li and several servants around him looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Master, please move aside. We need to wash the floor."

Li quickly stood up, only to find that he was covered in blood, and there were a bunch of shelves and tools of unknown purpose lying on the floor.

"Xiao...Xiao Li, what did I do before?"

Li's last memory was setting up the ceremony site and praying to the Book of the Dead, after which he lost consciousness.

The maid Xiaoli was scrubbing the floor with a brush made of some kind of animal hair while talking about the abnormalities that happened to Li when he was merging souls.

"Master, you don't know that after the ceremony started, your head swelled up to the size of a bull's head, blood spurted out of your body, and you rolled back and forth on the ground like crazy. Several of us couldn't hold you down."

Li, who had lost control, was like a pig slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, struggling with terrifying strength.

"…I'm so miserable, aren't you afraid?"

"Master, are you confused?"

Xiaoli looked at Li in surprise, as if Li had not yet fully woken up.

Li shook his head and quickly remembered what had happened recently.

A group of gnolls came to the vicinity of the territory. Although Xiaoli and others were not soldiers, they still had to do some post-war work.

Skinning and extracting the tendons of dead werewolves, as well as burying their tragically dead companions, are things Xiaoli often does recently.

For people living in turbulent times, bloodshed and mental abnormalities were all too common scenes.

"It seems that I really fell into a daze after sleeping."

During the process of spiritual fusion, Li consumed too much energy. After changing his clothes and sitting in a clean place to rest, he soon fell asleep.

When Li's mother came over with a pot of strange soup, Li, who was awakened, looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

Li has switched to another soul.

"Silly son, why are you looking so straight? Hurry up and drink the soul-soothing soup."

Requiem soup, a thick soup made from the alchemical materials lantern grass, sour fruits and beast bones, is very effective for people who have a hangover from drinking too much fake liquor.

"what?"

"Ah, what? Drink it up!"

When Li was still confused, his mother came up to him, pinched his neck, and poured boiling hot medicine into his stomach.

The hot and sour medicinal soup was like stale swill, and it almost made Li vomit out his heart, liver, and lungs.

After dry heaving for a long time, Li finally suppressed the double torture of his mind and body, looked at Li's mother and said something seriously.

"Mom, your cooking is still so bad."

As expected, Li was hit hard on the head.

After the prank, Li's mother and Li sat face to face. After considering their words, Li revealed his identity.

"I am another person, not your son."

Li thought that Li's mother would continue the conversation and talk in depth, and confess more things to each other.

However, what greeted Li was still a slap in the face.

"You ate my food and drank my soup, so you are my son."

“…Okay, Mom.”

After just two encounters, Li was quickly defeated.

No matter which world he is in, Li has no way to resist the majesty of his mother.

The original Li in this world fell asleep, and he repaired the damage to his soul and body in his sleep.

Li, who had the memory of the earth, sat quietly, with the Book of the Dead, which was still emitting the afterglow, at hand.

Li looked at him silently, silently watching the afterglow until the light completely disappeared.

At the same time, it seemed as if another kingdom was disappearing.