Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The senior executives of the Pioneer Leader waited in the castle hall for more than an hour, and Harvey, as the lord, arrived late.

"Everyone, sorry I'm late."

Harvey walked straight to the high-backed chair located above the stairs and waved his hands to the people in the lower heads, "I just had a brief deep meditation to completely merge the magic core that I forcibly swallowed..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several advanced spell casters immediately gasped.

Forced swallow...completely merged?

Since the human spellcaster learned how to absorb and control magic power from the dragon clan, no one has ever claimed to be able to use magic power in a devoured way.

For intelligent races with short lifespans, the magic that can be absorbed into their own through meditation is as small as a drop of insignificant water in the vast ocean.

This source of power that can make mortals jump to the extraordinary realm cannot be underestimated. Any spellcaster who attempts to pursue the source of magic will be ruthlessly backfired and eventually annihilated in the long river of history.

Duncan's eyes were a little dumb and murmured in a deep voice: "In the documents of the ancient wizard kingdom, the dragon clan began to conquer the magic net and alien space at the time when individual power was developed to the peak... but was ruthlessly retaliated by magic. In the end, we were completely overthrown and expelled by the enslaved short-lived species…”

Harvey shook his head and said, "The magic core we successfully captured does not originate from the magic net space, but the part of the accidental condensed after it invaded the real world."

He did not intend to take the initiative to mention the truth that he also possessed some of the power of [original] - after all, this is related to his strange identity as a time traveler, and it is also closely related to the secret of the Spellcaster Forum.

"I had a brief and deep communication with the moment I touched the core." Harvey said in a serious tone. "It is wise and conscious. Although I don't know where it was born, we can at least be Find out a very important issue…”

The magic core is not the only one that exists, but is widely distributed throughout the continent. Any area with large magic stone veins is likely to hide a core fragment.

Reiner suddenly realized, "So... if the devour and fuse part of the magic core will be connected to the beetles that are also magical creatures... and have the ability to control their entire race? This is simply incredible!"

Harvey nodded, ending this insignificant topic in comparison.

"But what I want to say next is another imminent and terrible truth." Harvey stood up from the chair with a serious expression and looked around everyone, "While I swallow the magic core, I also absorbed it. Some of the memory fragments it stores..."

He paused and asked to everyone present: "In the past, I have read many ancient documents and records and found that the southern continent headed by human kingdoms and the northern wasteland ruled by demons. Apart from a divine ridge mountain range, there has never been a scene of population fusion in millions of years. Whether it is writing, language, religious belief, or even the way of manipulating and applying magic, there are two completely different systems."

Egno smiled and interrupted, "Sir, it's not completely absolute. Aren't the evil orcs a inferior breed that is mixed with the orcs? And half-orcs like Battalion Commander Vaughn and others are orcs and The human race migrated to the northern border and lived in mixed blood. "

He raised his hand and pointed at himself without hesitation, and continued, "As for the mixed blood of humans and elves like me, it is even more common in the Southern Continent..."

Harvey pinched his eyebrows and explained in a deep voice: "That's true, but the problem lies in the memory I received from the core of magic..."

As Harvey spoke in a low tone, the pioneering leaders present were completely silent, and even his breathing seemed to have temporarily stopped.

The main continental area of ​​this world is not a northern and southern border isolated by a divine ridge mountain range located in the center of the continent. It is north of the northern border, deep in the wasteland... There is also a more vast area, and the area is even more vast than that of the northern and southern borders. It is necessary to be a "continental center" that is dozens of times larger.

In the ancient times, even longer than the Dragon Age, almost all races called intelligent life were born and reproduced from the center of the continent. Although the memory fragments absorbed from the magic core are very trivial, Harvey is still clear I can see the glorious scene of the ancient times in the center of that continent, and all races flourished and competed with each other.

"So, I suspect that the Asdaren's wizard family left the southern border and went to the depths of the wasteland. It was very likely that they got this truth from some hidden ancient ruins, and decided to go to the north to find the forgotten center of the continent. ”

Asdaren smiled bitterly, "Since I was born, the Eternal Night Kingdom has existed in the depths of the wasteland for at least a hundred years. It seems that my ancestors did not successfully reach the so-called center of the continent, but forever Staying in the depths of the ice field.”

"Wait!" The Eye of Illusion stood up and said incrediblely, "The traceable era of dragon rule has lasted for more than a thousand years, and the War of Resistance took place four or five hundred years ago... Wouldn't it mean that the historical origins of our human race are as glorious as those divine creatures with long lifespans? "

The astrologer sighed, "I thought that existence like Mr. Asdaren is already a witness to the history of living, but I didn't expect that it would be like this than the eternal years that were drowned in the long river of time..."

Duncan, the oldest among the crowd, sighed: "This also shows that our clan...or the human race, the elves, the dwarfs and the orcs were all losers in the cruel survival competition back then, otherwise they would not have been called. The mainland center drives to the southern border that is now thriving."

Harvey shook his head and said, "It's not just us, but also the sea tribe and the demon tribe are also part of the expulsion. It's no different from us in essence. It just surprised me that the giant who we think is tyrannical and unjust The dragon clan is actually the indigenous people of the North and South continents, and the other short-lived races are despicable invading groups..."

Everyone present suddenly fell into a long silence - the weak group failed in the competition and was expelled. After moving to the wasteland and southern border located in a corner of the mainland, they were also oppressed and ruled by the indigenous people because of their lack of strength. What else can I say?

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten..." The orc Vaughan suddenly subconsciously read the catchphrase that Harvey loves to instill in them on weekdays.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

Arturo, the president of the Academy of Sciences who was born as a necromancer, felt deeply, and murmured to himself and said, "It's right. If you fall behind, you will be beaten..."

Seeing that everyone was in a low mood, Ash, who had been silent all the time, suddenly decided to activate the atmosphere, "Oh, why should you be so arrogant!"

He blinked at Harvey, who was standing in the upper head, and smiled and said, "If you want me to say that the ethnic groups that can continue to this day cannot be called weak people. Where are the races that were active in the center of the mainland in ancient times? Whether it is In the history of the southern countries or demons, they have never been mentioned at all, which means they have long been destroyed in the long river of history!”

"Even the dragon clan and giants who were riding on our heads as a mighty man, were finally driven to the depths of the ice field by us, I guess it's almost extinct, right?"

"Hmph, in the end, we have not yet reproduced and survived until now, and the surviving ethnic groups are qualified to talk about the so-called glorious history, right?"