Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Northern wasteland, Spark City Magic Science Research Institute.

After a whole day of experimental research, Arturo Lambert just returned to his resting place in the Academy, and heard the beeping sound of the magic brain instrument in front of the desk.

Magic brain communication technology has been very popular in Spark City. The Central Administrative Office has even opened a new management department for this purpose - the Communications Department, which is used to uniformly allocate and manage the magic communication devices everywhere in the city.

Unlike most ordinary units that can only use "intranet communication", the Magic Academy is one of the few privileged departments that can send and receive information from outside the territory through the magic brain instrument. Dean Arturo has joined the Magic Network Spellcaster Forum under the joint recommendation of several territory spellcasting consultants such as Duncan and Eye of Illusion.

Skillfully starting the magic brain instrument in standby mode, two messages with obviously different signatures quickly popped up on the crystal screen.

One was from the only son, Ash Lambert, who often used the Ministry of Culture's magic brain intranet to send himself some simple greeting messages, but most of the time he would not get a reply from Arturo.

In comparison, the second message obviously aroused his interest and attention. It was actually a short message from the city lord.

He opened the short message and read it quickly-

[You, Sirius or Prall, any of the three of you, lead the team, select a few researchers with outstanding performance and ability from the Academy of Sciences, and then set off to the capital Jinhui City... Let's show the new undead faction that has recast its development path to the orthodox mages of the Federation who have always looked down on necromancers! ]

Arturo's eyes condensed with soul fire, and he felt that his alchemical soul core was trembling rapidly, and it seemed that there was a tendency to overheat and shut down at any time.

The Spellcaster Union is a powerful magic association that most independent spellcasters who are determined to pursue truth and wisdom aspire to join. Compared with any other spellcaster organization or wizard family in the southern continent, the magic concept and research direction promoted by the Union are more advanced and advanced. The miracle city of Alaye, which gathers all the magic power, is the place that countless spellcasters desire and yearn for the most.

Arturo was no exception when he was young.

In the entire Lambert family and the Necromancer, perhaps only Sirius and Prall, two close relatives and close friends, knew that when Arturo was young, he tried to give up inheriting the family heritage and took the initiative to submit an application to join the Union... That was a new undead flesh and blood magic [Resurrection and Proliferation] that he combined with the research results of his family ancestors and improved and re-explored - temporarily transplanting the strengthened limbs and trunk of the zombie to the caster, giving the weak body and not good at close combat a powerful physical enhancement ability.

Arturo had originally gone there with full confidence, using combat-type improved magic as a "stepping stone" to join the association... But at the first round of internal review of the association, he was ruthlessly rejected. The chairman of the review meeting at that time did not even bother to watch his magic demonstration. He just stood up and walked away with a displeased look on his face after listening to the theoretical description.

There were also words that Arturo still felt bad about until now - "If the dirty and filthy dark magic of the necromancer can appear in the Federation openly, the world will probably think that the Hall of Truth that we are proud of is just a place where filth and dirt are hidden, and the church will have more reason to attack and despise us!"

Arturo has been holding back this anger for nearly 20 years, but the status of the necromancer in the magic world is still getting worse and worse. The situation is even so bad that they have to go overseas to live in seclusion and hide. In the face of their own difficulties...Arturo has gradually lost his determination to revive the undead faction and let those proud and conceited orthodox wizards face themselves.

After all, the former can publish his research papers in the extremely influential Magic Bulletin, while the necromancers who want to pay for a corpse with a legal source for research will be scrutinized and harassed by various forces. The fact that the necromancer faction as a whole lags far behind other spellcasting factions is a sad fact that Arturo has to swallow silently.

Of course, all these tragic situations did not last until they met Harvey, who controlled the soul puppet and came from afar to visit his best friend... The Lord of the City not only saved himself from the brink of death due to the reckless lich transformation experiment, but also generously invited and accommodated the necromancers who were being jointly attacked and hunted by the Federation and the Church, allowing them to have a foothold in the new city in the northern wilderness.

Most importantly... The Lord of the City pointed out a new faction development route for them - research on soul and magic network energy!

From then on, Arturo found that the undead flesh and blood magic he had learned in the past had become a trivial skill, which seemed backward, conservative and meaningless... The truth contained in the field of soul energy research is as vast as the ocean, and the Lord of the City, as a guide and enlightener, has also pointed out a new path of exploration for all the lost undead wizards in the past.

This time, the road to the ultimate truth is no longer full of unknowns and chaos. After repeatedly verifying the real existence of the three forms of magic power, the magic runes that were mistakenly regarded as the manifestation of spells and ritual vassals in the past have become the "source code" that can directly act on the magic power itself... In the world of souls and energy, everything seems so orderly, just like the alchemical beasts used in various production factories and manufacturing departments, following the established procedures in an orderly manner.

Just like Arturo himself, after experiencing an incredible soul transfer experiment, as an alchemy life itself, he can truly experience the mystery of soul research... and escape from the weak and aging body that has been attacked by the energy of death for many years. , get rid of the turbid vision that has gradually become turbid due to desk research, as long as the energy network of the planetary energy gathering array is covered, he can always conduct experimental research tirelessly, and his reaction is always sharp, his actions are absolutely stable and accurate.

[To those orthodox mages of the union, show our brand new spellcasting faction! 】

Arturo's mind kept echoing the invitation from Harvey to him, and his body stood up as if it was rare and uncontrollable, turned around and walked out of the study... I happened to meet him living in the Academy of Sciences. two close friends, Siris and Prair.

"You guys are..."

Siris and Prael looked at each other, and said in unpleasantly excitedly: "Dean... No! Clan Chief! You don't plan to notify us and take people to the capital alone to conceal the news about the city lord, right?"

Arturo was stunned and said in an awkward tone: "Does...of course not, I am planning to discuss with you."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Siris breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with great pride: "The Lord of the City also notified us from the letter. Since we are all aware of the matter, the Lord of the University has not strictly ordered the list of personnel... Why not go to the capital together?"

After all, the undead mage who was full of breath and wanted to completely avenge his former shame in front of the orthodox spellcaster... was not the only one.