Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

There are many undead magics that can transform the dead into undead creatures. The most powerful form of transformation is Lich. Lich is one of the few undead forms that can completely retain the will of life. Their appearance often looks more ugly. Horror, because most liches have abandoned the unnecessary flesh for them, leaving only a pure skeleton to carry their own consciousness. In fact, the skeleton is only a medium for the lich to possess, the real body of the lich It is the phylactery, as long as the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich cannot be truly killed.

Although a lich is very powerful, the conditions required for transformation are relatively harsh. First of all, the deceased must be a powerful mage. No matter what power, status and wealth other people have, they have never had a successful precedent. None of the materials needed for transformation are easy to obtain, and the transformation must be carried out when the mage is still alive and conscious, and a lot of magic power is required in the process, so it is difficult to find new ones now that the source of magic is polluted. The lich appeared. -- "Encyclopedia of Feinuo Continent Undead Creatures"

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They left the main road and moved forward in the wilderness with no road at all, which slowed down their speed a lot, but with Arkai around, at least they didn't have to worry about getting lost. As for the dangers they might encounter in the wilderness, they didn't pay much attention to it On, after all, the four of them are not fuel-efficient lamps.

A few hours later, they passed a shallow stream. It was not too late, but Avondel decided to camp by the stream to rest.

Alkemo went hunting in silence. Of course there was enough food in the mage's bag, and hunting was more of his hobby.

Palos picked up some dry firewood nearby and came back to make a fire, and started to set up a tent again. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you sleep in the open when it doesn’t rain, but a windproof tent can make the mage sleep better.

As soon as he turned back after finishing his work, he saw Avondel take out a skull from his bag.

He originally thought that no matter what Avondel took out of the bag, he would not be surprised, but the skull still scared him so much that he almost drew his sword, because there were two burning balls in the eye sockets of the skull. Blood red ghost fire.

According to the magical knowledge that Palos has mastered, there is only one case where such a skeleton will appear--

"Lich!" The one who screamed this time was Phils who had just returned with a bundle of dry sticks.

Evandel said calmly: "Don't be nervous, it's just a lich."

"That's all?!" Phils glared at him, "Could it be that on the ground, liches are as common as stones on the roadside?!"

Before Evandel could explain anything, the weak will-o'-the-wisp in the skull's eye socket suddenly grew bigger, as if opening a pair of red eyes, and then it opened its fleshless jaw, He made a very dissatisfied complaint: "Why are you! Why are you always! How many times have I told you, don't bother me if you have nothing to do. Don't the old people even have the right to take a nap?"

"The last time I saw you was several months ago." Evandel didn't mind the other party's bad attitude at all, and put the skull on a flat stone without guilt, "And the Lich doesn't seem to be Need sleep."

"Don't complain about the fact that I don't need sleep! Even if I don't need sleep, I still need time to meditate and digest my head full of knowledge." Lich said dissatisfied, "Anyway, you little bastard can't say anything. Don't take it to heart, tell me, why are you bothering me this time?"

"I got the 'Wheel of the Secret Law', but I don't know how to use it." It was only now that Evandel had the opportunity to ask the Lich out about this matter.

The will-o'-the-wisp in Lich's eye sockets grew bigger again, and burned to his forehead: "I wipe it, you actually got it, where is it! Take it out and show me!"

"It's in my hand. It's in the shape of a golden rune. It won't be visible after it's integrated into my hands."

"Oh! So that's it! No wonder there is no record about the Wheel of the Arcane after Sharma's death. Let me think about it..."

The mage and the skull chatted as if no one was around. Palos and Phils could understand every word they said, but they didn't know what it meant when they connected it, such as "mana circuit", "storage node", "shunt Form", people are confused.

Arkai also came back during the period. He took a look at the talking skeleton and acted as calm as if he hadn't seen anything. Fiers bet that this was not the first time he had seen this lich.

Alkai didn't find much prey today, only a few big fat frogs and a snake. It seems that the mage didn't have time to cook tonight. They packed up the ingredients and put them in the pot. They added some dry food and started cooking. .

"In short, try all the methods you just said! Tell me immediately if you have the result." Lich said, "If it's for this matter, I can forgive you for disturbing, now put me back quickly, this The mana-poor world makes me uncomfortable—don't complain about my body being gone!"

"I didn't complain, it's obviously you who complained." Evandel said, "I'll just ask the last question. Recently, I always have a feeling of being stared at. Every time I get rid of the pursuers, I always Will be re-followed soon. Do you know of any way to track a person's location from a distance?"

"There are ways, such as engraving tracking runes on your body."

"I have absolutely no tracking runes on me, I can be sure of that, no one can sneak a magic rune on a mage without being detected."

"I think so. The accuracy of tracking runes can reach within three meters. If it was really tracking runes, you would have been caught long ago. Another common method is to use your blood to cast spells to track you. This kind of magic The accuracy is not reliable at all, with an error of more than 100 meters, but it can still let them know your general position."

"My blood?" Evandel frowned. "I don't remember being injured or bleeding recently."

"Maybe it's not recent at all? In order to prevent you from escaping, the Magic Academy has been collecting blood samples from mage apprentices, so they must have used the blood you left in the Magic Academy to track you down!"

"I personally destroyed the blood sample on the day I became a free mage. I didn't expect that they still secretly hid a copy, and after more than 100 years, it can still be used."

"Of course, as long as there is fresh-keeping magic, it can be used every 1000 years--don't complain about the fresh-keeping magic, which was invented by me!"

"...Well, I don't blame you." Evandel asked with a sigh, "Then you can at least tell me, is there a way to break this tracking magic?"

"Of course, you just need to cast anti-tracking spells when the opponent casts a spell to track you, find the opponent's location, kill them to get the blood back, and beat them until they can't take care of themselves!"

"Is there a way to sense when they cast spells to track me?"

"There is no way, just guess."

"...Okay." Evandel sighed and put the skeleton back into the bag.

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After finishing his business, the mage finally turned his attention to the pot of dinner that was a bit horrible. He scooped up a little bit with a wooden spoon and tasted it: "Well... it's light, don't be reluctant to put salt."

Phils looked at the Templar who should have been very concerned about this kind of thing, but Palos just stared intently at the bubbles rising in the pot, and had no intention of asking the mage anything. In the end, he couldn't help it. I kept asking: "About the lich, don't you want to tell us something, what is the origin of that skeleton?"

"Do you know Archmage Festantis?" Evandel said casually while adding seasonings to the soup, "He is a recognized magic genius. The youngest free mage. About what happened after he left the mage academy, it is rarely mentioned. People only know that he built a mage tower in the wilderness in his later years and lived a solitary life. Few people know the subsequent development-- He turned himself into a lich."

"Whoa...so did he do something bad afterwards? Like grabbing walkers and eating their brains or something?" Fiers added, "That's what the stories say."

"That's just a story. Who stipulated that a lich must do evil things?" Evandel said dumbfoundingly, "Human life is very short, and lucky people like me are rare. He just I want to have more time to pursue knowledge, what his character was like before he was alive, and what he will be like after death, and he won't deliberately harm people just because he became a lich."

"But the church will definitely not sit idly by." Palos finally spoke, his tone sounding a little sad.

"Of course they didn't just sit idly by. The church sent several waves of people to crusade against this Lich, but they all failed. Until more than 100 years ago, when I was about to conduct a mage trial, they took the crusade against the Lich as my goal. Trial mission."

Palos looked up at him in surprise: "They let you go to fight the Lich alone? What's the difference between that and death?"

"They just hope that I will give up the trial, or simply die in the trial, because for them, the fewer free mages, the better, especially for people like me who are not old enough to go anywhere."

Phils guessed: "In the end, you still went and defeated the Lich?"

"No, I didn't defeat him." Evandel said, "I dared to go because I knew that even if Festantis became a lich, he would not become a murderous monster because of it. The entire army was wiped out because they went there with malicious intent. Both living and undead creatures need to protect themselves, and I just wanted to talk to this senior mage, he probably wouldn't attack me. "