Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Legendary wizard Kemo Salas came out of his meditation instantly and looked up at the quiet night sky outside the window.

A magic messenger flapped its wings and crashed into the window. A figure who appeared out of thin air at the window immediately raised his hand to catch it and held the letter in his hand before the messenger turned into ashes.

"Secret report from Black Stone City in the Evil Moon Mountains. The magic seal they put on the letter seems to be extremely urgent news..." Salas at the window said with a smile to Salas sitting in a high-back chair.

Salas, who was sitting leisurely in the chair, raised his mouth corners, took the magic secret letter handed to him and opened it directly.

After reading only a few lines of words, he immediately couldn't control his expression and widened his eyes slightly.

"The high-level judge in the Evil Moon Mine was suddenly attacked by a group of upper demons summoned by cultists last night. He, along with 23 judge knights who had awakened their bloodline talents, and a mid-level priest, all died in the battle..."

The legendary spellcaster couldn't help but sigh, holding the yellowed letter in his hand, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

He had just sent a request to the administrator Mr. Turing through the spellcaster forum three days ago, asking him to take action and secretly eliminate the high-level judge Zach Hyde by putting aside his identity as a spellcaster of the Federation.

He said he needed to think about it. From his tone and attitude, he didn't seem to want to get involved in the dispute between the human spellcasters and the church. After all, the other party's identity was not the same race as himself, and they, the forum members with the background of the Federation, had no idea at all what price they could use to impress the other party.

Unexpectedly, in just three days, the high-level judge who was currently regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the Federation, along with so many powerful judgement knights under his command, were all wiped out, and the attack was launched in the form of summoning demons to descend, perfectly eliminating the suspicion of the Federation's spellcasters.

"Can we be 100% sure that it was indeed the mysterious Mr. Turing who solved the problem for us?"

"The battle report clearly stated that the target died from the upper demon summoned by the pagans, Mr. Turing..."

"Could his true identity be an ancient demon from another space? Or an extremely rare upper demon?"

The two Saras shook their heads at the same time and denied themselves. The upper demons were indeed rare and powerful, with many strange talents, but the Church of Light had been fighting against them in the real world for hundreds of years, and had long understood the mysterious background of these visitors from other spaces, and had also created powerful divine arts that were specifically designed to restrain demons.

As the high-ranking judge of the Church of Glory, Zach Hyde led dozens of mid-level bloodline knights and priests. It was impossible for him to be wiped out by a high-ranking demon without any resistance. The sword of Glory in his hand, which was bestowed by the current pope, had been stained with the blood of countless demons.

"Instead of making random guesses here, it is better to go directly to the forum and seek the correct answer from Mr. Turing."

The two Saras nodded in affirmation at the same time, and instantly merged into one and flashed to sit down at the desk.

As soon as he entered his forum code, he was directly pulled into a separate communication interface with the administrator Turing, which made the legendary spellcaster shrink his eyes.

[Administrator Turing: Mr. Burning Overlord, I am sorry that I didn't tell you in advance. I solved the matter you asked me for help a few days ago for you last night...]

Sure enough... It was Him who took action. I thought He would consider it for a long time and then refuse indifferently. I didn't expect that He didn't even bother to inform me in advance and took action lightly.

Saras sighed lightly, and then felt a little embarrassed.

Begging others for help, now it's time for them to pay the price and reward. I wonder what this mysterious existence will ask of him...

[Scorching Lord: Mr. Turing, thank you very much for your help. On behalf of the Federation and the Wizarding Union, I express my highest respect to you. It's hard to imagine that this matter was solved so easily...]

[Scorching Lord: Then it's time for me to fulfill my previous promise to you... I wonder what price and reward we need to pay to repay your help? ]

Harvey's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but smile.

He had been waiting for the other party to take the initiative to fulfill his promise, and he had long thought about asking for a big price, and cut a piece of fat meat from the Federation's magic politicians and the high-level spellcasters who were cautious.

"It's time to prepare the legendary spellcaster for the shadow clone technique I used in the forum..."

[Administrator Turing: Haha, you are a forum member who values ​​commitment and recognizes the principle of equal exchange. I appreciate this very much. This is also the main reason why I am willing to help you solve this problem, but only this time. I have never been very interested in intervening in the disputes of interests in the real world...]

Kemo Salas' heart tightened, and he heard the implicit hints and warnings in the other party's words, not to make requests to Him frequently, especially when He is completely uninterested.

[Administrator Turing: Before I ask you for compensation, I have a question to ask you - Mr. Scorching Lord, do you think that this spellcaster forum that exists in the magic network plane is completely created by me alone and managed and operated? ]

The legendary spellcaster frowned and thought carefully about why the other party suddenly asked him such a question, but he did not feel neglected at all.

[Scorching Lord: Please forgive my stupidity. Most members, including me, seem to agree that this magical forum that transcends the reality of magic technology was created and managed by you. I don’t know if this answer is correct...]

[Administrator Turing: The answer is wrong, but I understand that your cognition has some deviations. After all, your understanding of the magic network and me is too low. But it doesn’t matter. I can tell you the correct answer, and you can also tell other members. This is my sincere support for everyone and my goodwill. ]

[Administrator Turing: The forum is not my own, but created by our group of "people". In this spellcaster forum, I just appear in front of you as a representative who communicates directly with all members...]

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Kemo Salas keenly captured the word representing "people" in the other party's information content, which actually used an ancient word with descriptive semantics. That means that Mr. Turing does not regard himself as a real person, which once again confirms his doubts about the identity of this existence.

Moreover, the other party actually revealed that the forum was created by a group of "them" and that He only appeared in front of everyone as a representative to communicate with the current casters.

"They..."

This is also a semantic expression using ancient words. This group of "people" who created the caster forum belong to the same ancient and mysterious intelligent race?

Before he could think about it, the other party sent a new message.

[Manager Turing: In addition to me, I will introduce another of my companions to you separately - Mr. Observer Neumann. And the price and reward I ask for from you is that I hope you can introduce Mr. Neumann anonymously to the Supreme Council of the Federation through your real identity, including you, the three chief legendary casters...]

Kemo Salas stared at the text messages that kept appearing on the crystal screen and was stunned.

What does this mean? He wants me to introduce another of his companions - Mr. Observer Neumann, to the Supreme Council as one of the chiefs of the Federation?

[Scorching Lord: I'm sorry, Mr. Turing, I don't quite understand why the person you are talking about... Mr. Neumann, the Observer, would be interested in the Supreme Council of the Federation? ]

Administrator Turing's next understated words completely shocked the legendary spellcaster and made him unable to close his mouth for a long time.

[Administrator Turing: Oh, it's very simple. My companion is a fanatical scholar who is keen on studying magic. He wants to join the Federation directly as an anonymous person and obtain the unanimous authorization of the three chiefs, including you - he can freely access and read the magic research documents contributed by all spellcasters since the establishment of the Federation, and give him the right to publish papers and research reports through you at any time...]

Kemos Salas finally recovered from his daze and muttered to himself with a strange look: "He... He wants to join the Federation anonymously? He wants to read and study the magic research documents of the Federation... The ultimate goal is to successfully publish research papers through the Federation???"