Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

With this sprint, Stani had already predicted the opponent's possible evasive route of rolling left and right.

But the only thing he overlooked was that the necromancer actually fell forward by mistake and plunged directly into the cellar he had just climbed out of.

The sword that he thought was sure to hit missed, but the witch hunter was not panicked at all.

He twisted his ankle and raised his toes flexibly.

The cellar cover was lifted up and flipped back to its original position with a bang, covering the cellar entrance tightly.

He stepped heavily on the cover again, and the tip of the sword accurately pressed against the lock and pushed, locking the cellar entrance to prevent the two people below from opening the cover again.

Now let's deal with the guy who just discovered his trace and warned the necromancer in advance!

...

Pierce usually moves around in the manor and does not carry his best bow and arrow with him.

Usually at this time, he would have fallen asleep on the soft bed.

But tonight, the weather was not right, and it seemed that a rainstorm was about to fall. Harvey and Reiner went to the experimental workshop again, which made Pierce worry that they would be soaked by the rain when they returned to the main building.

At this moment, he only carried two raincoats and wore thin cotton and linen pajamas.

Although he had no weapons in his hands, the hunter's hunting experience over the years still made him keenly feel the malice transferred from the other party.

He immediately threw away the cumbersome clothes in his hands and ducked behind the huge metal column of "Unit 0".

This was his usual method of avoiding black bears in Jackdaw Ridge in the past.

It was a pity that there was no tree in the experimental workshop, otherwise he could even jump to the top of the tree in just three seconds.

But the witch hunter Stani was not the kind of stupid and slow beast. When the power of the knight's blood was stimulated, his movement speed was far beyond that of ordinary people. The sword in his hand flashing with cold light was even more frightening to Pierce than the claws and fangs of the black bear.

He narrowly avoided the opponent's first sword swing, and the blade hit the brass column of the alchemical instrument, making a deafening sound.

Clang~

Pierce felt a chill on his back, and the enemy's sword tip still cut his clothes.

But there was no obvious pain. He knew it was not because he was not injured. The blood rushed up at the critical moment of life and death, and those who desperately wanted to survive could run two miles even if they dragged their intestines.

The hunter rolled and fell on a pile of crates, and then he realized that there was warm liquid flowing out from his back, soaking his torn clothes.

Lord Harvey and Reiner were still trapped in the cellar.

And Mr. Asdalen, he couldn't move, and he could only wait to die when he was discovered by this murderer.

I must not escape!

A line of silver-white lightning lit up in the sky, and a huge thunder roared.

The light shone into the workshop through the ventilation window, and also illuminated Pierce's pale face covered with sweat.

The thug with a hooded robe covering his face said nothing and rushed towards him again. A sword flashed from his ribs and went straight to the hunter's heart.

This attack was as fast as lightning, hidden and fast.

When Pierce noticed it, it was too late to dodge. In a hurry, he could only kick his legs and bounce his body backwards. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He rolled around twice in a mess, then stood up quickly, fumbled for a crowbar, and took a defensive posture with difficulty.

"Huh? I actually dodged it." The witch hunter kicked the crate blocking the way away and walked towards him step by step.

The hunter was forced into a corner.

"Who are you? Why did you attack Lord Harvey? He is a wizard of the Federation!"

Pierce stammered and questioned the other party, but his eyes anxiously glanced at the metal laboratory table covered with tarpaulin and the locked cellar entrance.

"Dead people won't have so many problems." The witch hunter laughed sinisterly and raised his sword again.

"Stop!" A weak shout sounded, and Stani subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The metal laboratory table covered with a thin cotton cloth.

The witch hunter snorted coldly, stretched out his sword to pick up the cotton cloth, revealing a transparent ore as big as a coffin inside.

And the weirdo whose whole body was wrapped in the ore, with only the head exposed.

The weirdo frowned and stared at Stani with anger.

"Heh, the evil creation of the necromancer?" The witch hunter frowned, not knowing whether this thing was a stitched corpse monster that had not yet taken shape, or other unknown undead experimental creations.

He subconsciously swung a sword at the neck of the humanoid monster.

Asdalen couldn't move, and closed his eyes with a bitter smile, waiting to die.

But he suddenly felt his face getting hot, and a splash of warm liquid sprayed on his face.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Hunter Pierce rushing in front of him. His chest was pierced by the sword, revealing a half-inch of sharp cold light.

"You..."

Pierce spit out another mouthful of blood, splashing into Asdalen's eyes, but he did not close his eyes to dodge.

The hunter let go of the amber ore he was holding tightly and slid softly to the ground.

No mistake, one sentence, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

With a loud bang, the metal cover of the cellar flew up to the sky and hit the ceiling of the workshop.

Reiner jumped out of the cellar, and the originally dark blue soul fire in the eye sockets of the skull had turned into a bright white light.

"Pierce!" He roared with a metallic friction sound.

Harvey fell into the cellar and hit Reiner's metal body, and his eyes rolled up and he fainted.

In desperation, Reiner thought he had been attacked. After a while of examination and fiddling, he found that Harvey was not bleeding from his wounds.

It took two or three minutes to delay like this.

When he returned to the ground, he saw this scene that made his eyes burst.

"Ahhhhhh! Bastard!"

The inscriptions on the entire body of the alchemy body lit up instantly, and the strong metal legs slammed the ground, plowing a deep groove into the hardened ground.

He rushed towards the witch hunter standing with a sword and punched his fist at the other party's head.

The blade of the sword and the fist hit, and a loud bang burst out, and the sparks of metal rubbing out of the sky bloomed everywhere.

The witch hunter's body was shocked, and he staggered and took several steps back in a row, looking at the rolled sword in his hand in disbelief.

"Dog thing!" Reiner continued to roar and rushed towards the other party without any pause.

In extreme furious situation, he seemed to have forgotten to use his favorite weapon, the flame welding gun, and he only waved his fists to smash them towards the enemy with instinct.

The long-lost fear strangled the throat of the witch hunter. Others may not know, but he knew very well how much power he could burst out after he stimulated his bloodline abilities.

But facing the skeleton monster in front of me who was covered with metal armor and could speak, he seemed as weak as a minor child.

Every punch the other party swung him made him feel as if he was facing the impact of the demon war beasts in the past, and it was so powerful that he could not resist it.

After three punches, the overwhelmed sword broke from the middle with a bang. The witch hunter had no choice but to avoid it and punched Reiner with a heavy shoulder.

The terrifying sound of bone shattering sounded, and the figures that rose into the sky fell heavily into a pile of broken crates.

"Dog stuff! Dog stuff! Dog stuff!"

The angry roar has not stopped.

Pierce, who had lost too much blood, saw the last scene before he lost consciousness.

It was Reiner's huge alchemy body, which rode aside and suppressed the enemy, punching each other, until the man's chest was sunken and bloody...