Travels of the Necromancer

When the battle just came to an end, I felt the fluctuations of the flying spell and the invisibility spell, and knew that someone was spying on us from the sky.This voyeur has not been able to perfectly cover up his magic fluctuations. Judging from the magnitude of the fluctuations, he should have just reached the level of a senior magician.

Probably just one of the men behind the scenes, but in any case, this is the first time the enemy has appeared face-to-face, and our questions may be answered from him.So Lan and I attacked just now to force him to show up.And he removed the invisibility spell as we wished, so he must have something to say to us.

"To get here, you are indeed stronger than the previous group of ants." The soft voice came to the eardrum again, as if the murloc's greasy scales with mucus were scraping over the body, making people uncomfortable.The figure of the peeping man has fully appeared at this time: the thin body is wrapped in a large black magic robe, the hood covers most of the face, only the bloodless lips and the pale and sharp chin are exposed, and the staff is held in one hand , holding a book in one hand, his fingers are long and pale.

"It also brought me more fun." Speaking of this, the corner of the peeper's mouth raised, staying in a sneering arc.

The previous blood feud, coupled with the contemptuous attitude at the moment, the old hatred and the new hatred made the mercenaries unable to calm down.The soldiers showed their weapons, and the archers had already pointed their arrows at him.But Ley reached out to stop the reckless behavior of the mercenaries, and calmly looked at the peepers in midair and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

"Do you think you can give me anything?" The voyeur laughed again, "I can see that you are not so incompetent, and I can give you an honor-follow me Dial Rand, the future leader of this world Owner."

Hearing this tone, it seems that he is not an ordinary subordinate but the mastermind behind the scenes.This is really a joke. Everyone, including me, is playing around. The person who made such a big noise is just a senior magician?However, I don't have time to laugh.In fact, from the moment he appeared, my eyes never left him... the book in his hand.

It was like a magic book.The so-called magic book is a magic item that can store multiple low-level magic.With the magic book, the magician can save the time of singing, and it is a necessary prop for the magician to fight.Before I became a mage, I also had a book. It was two inches thick and could hold twelve low-level spells. It could be regarded as a treasure.But this book in front of me is much more ordinary, with a dark brown cover, less than an inch thick, and can only store four or five magic spells.

But I don't know why, but I was attracted by this magic book and couldn't look away.It was an indescribable desire born from the soul, as if this book was calling me.What is it that attracts me?I'm a little lost.

"It seems that I have to let you see the gap between you and the superior." Over there, the negotiations with the mercenaries Dial seemed to have broken down during the time I was confused, because he held up The magic book in his hand.

I immediately felt the danger, a series of wind blades hit Dial in the air, but an invisible barrier seemed to appear in front of him, blocking the wind blades from the outside.I turned to bless myself with defensive magic, and the mercenaries raised their crossbows.However, at this time Dial had already opened the magic book.

The sudden wind filled his robe, blowing off the hood, the long gray hair danced in the air as if alive, but the face was still very young, and how should I describe it, flirtatious?It's an inappropriate word for a man, but I can't find any other words.The facial features are impeccable, but the combination has a sense of disobedience that cannot be ignored. I always feel that the walking corpse just now is more comfortable than him.

However, the powerful coercion interrupted my thinking and singing in an instant.As if being slapped by a giant, I fell to my knees suddenly, my knees hurt like they were shattered, and the strong pressure on my body made my bones "clack" and I couldn't stand up straight or raise my head.Surrounded by exclamation and the sound of weapons falling, it seems that the situation of other people is similar to mine.

You don't need to cast spells and chant, you can do this just by coercion!I suddenly understood why that book attracted me, it was an artifact, and it was an artifact of the undead system!I have encountered two artifacts in three years, am I too lucky?

"See, this is the gap between me and you. Ants like you are only worthy of kneeling on the ground and begging for my mercy." In my cognition, the voice of Dial, who has been upgraded from a subordinate to a mastermind behind the scenes, continued to change from came from overhead.

In fact, kneeling like this is also very tiring. Is it okay to lie on my stomach? I tried my best to support my body, but my mind was thinking very fast.

Although I don't know what type of artifact that book is, but the coercion alone is so powerful that the entire team has no chance of surviving if it is used to attack.If I die without using the reincarnation altar, my strength will not be preserved much. At most, I can become a high-level ghost mage, and the premise is that I am also a necromancer, and this colleague named Dial will not find out, otherwise he Can rely on the power of the artifact to devour my soul.There is no need to worry about Ley being protected by the Binding Ring, but what about Noah?

"I thought you guys would be smarter, but it turned out to be as stupid as the previous ants." When I was having a headache, I heard Dial say in a regretful tone.However, I didn't wait for the expected fatal blow, instead I felt that the coercion on my body was decreasing.

"However, since you have brought me fun, I will give you a chance to escape. The exit is at the end of this road. As long as you can get there alive, I will let you go." In other words, if you lose, you have to join his party. The army of the undead.

"Then, let's play with my servants." The man behind the scenes finally said, his figure gradually blurred.

At the same time, the coercion on us gradually disappeared.After realizing that he could move, Ley shot an arrow at the blurry figure without any thought, but unfortunately the arrow passed through the afterimage and fell into the distance.And I, after resting for a while, straightened up slowly.

Sure enough, the black hands behind the scenes have a hobby of releasing water. At first I thought the description in the drama was too exaggerated, but now it seems that it is true!Although I know that the reason for his retreat is definitely not that simple, but I still can't help expressing such emotions for the rest of my life after the catastrophe.However, before I could move my sore body, the sand under our feet was churning again.

This time, the walking corpses that climbed out of the ground were in much better condition than the previous batch. Their bodies remained flexible and their leather armor was intact. They could be called undead warriors.

In the sky, gray translucent shadows began to gather.Has even the ghost been released this time?I looked up and identified the types of ghosts, from ordinary wandering spirits to wraiths with certain attack power, and even a ghost mage and a shadow thief.My eyes followed the fast-moving shadow thief, I really want it, I happen to lack a thief in my collection, but I also clearly realize that if I capture it now, I will reveal my identity as a necromancer.

Our enemies this time are not limited to these.In the distance, sand and soil were raised, which was a sign that a large number of enemies were approaching, and when they approached, I found that it was our old friends.Heads with twisted necks were tilted to one side, stomachs were slashed and half of intestines were taken off, bodies were half burnt, split in half, etc. The new force of the enemy was the magic wolf that was killed by the mercenaries the day before yesterday.Use waste?This colleague named Dial is very creative.

Although I can't determine the reason, the temporary retreat of Dial, who I regard as the biggest threat, allows me to observe these undead creatures with a relaxed mood.But it's different for the mercenaries, they can reach the exit after rushing through the defense of this group of undead creatures.Live or die?The answer to this question depends on the outcome of the battle ahead, so the mercenaries quickly adjusted their formation and charged towards the undead creatures.

The necromancers held up their weapons, opened their mouths wide and shouted silently, and rushed towards the mercenaries. Even if their bodies were shot by crossbows, they would not feel it, and even if their companions were cursed and burned into ashes, they would not stop.The ghosts screamed and passed in the sky, and finally, the living and the dead collided fiercely.

The battle at this moment is much more intense than the one just now.Necromancers not only retain their fighting instincts in life, but also have the characteristics of necromancers who are not afraid of pain and death, while mercenaries have a strong will to survive and cooperate tacitly, and the battle is stalemate for a while.

The archers use their enchanted bows and arrows to deal with the ghosts in the sky, so that these ghosts will not affect the battle on the ground.Lan and the shadow thief fought in a group, and his speed was comparable to that of the shadow thief, watching their battle was a great test for the eyes.Freya is in charge of blessing all the mercenaries, and I bless the weapons of the mercenaries with fire magic.I can't use light magic, which is the most effective against undead creatures, and fire magic is undoubtedly the best substitute.

After completing the blessing, I flew into the air and started to deal with the ghost mage. His curses such as "weakness" and "slowness" caused a lot of trouble for the mercenaries.

When I solved the ghost mage and looked down, I found a tall necromancer taking advantage of the chaos caused by the ghost mage to break through the mercenary's defense and pounce on Freya behind.Fortunately, Freya's arrow of magic light is almost ready, so there should be no problem.

But what I didn't expect was that Freya suddenly stopped singing, and the light arrow that had already formed in her hand dissipated, while she maintained the original shooting posture, staring blankly at the undead warrior who rushed towards her.

I didn't have time to accuse her of this extremely dangerous and wasteful behavior, and immediately teleported to her, opened the magic barrier, and blocked the tomahawk of the undead warrior.At the same time, I also saw clearly the appearance of the undead warrior.

That ashen face belonged to Ted.