Travels of the Necromancer

He who had already fallen into a deep coma naturally couldn't answer me, so I recited the incantation, put my hand on his cold forehead, and talked to his soul directly.

As soon as I entered his consciousness, I felt the familiar despair and unwillingness, which are the emotions that dying people often have.And...um...anxiety, it seems that there is some urgent wish that has not been fulfilled, is it because of this reason that no matter how painful it is, I don't want to leave?

The deeper you go, the greater the resistance, but at this level he should be able to hear my voice. I tried to say: "Hello, the weather is really nice today, isn't it?"

Yes, I realized that the statement "Stop dying, please die" was too straightforward, and ordinary people may not be able to accept it for a while, so I decided to use a tactful way instead.It is said that talking about the weather can bring strangers closer together, and it is a method that can be used across the continent. I am going to use this topic to start our conversation.

"Who is it? Who's there? Could it be that you are..." The young man's voice trembled a little, and it seemed that he was also aware of his current situation.

"Reaper?" Sensing his thoughts, I replied with a smile, "No, I'm not that kind of thing." In fact, if Reaper really existed, we should be competitors.

"Then you are..."

"I'm a necromancer." After thinking about it, I think I'm still not good at euphemism, it's better to be straightforward.

As expected, there was a violent fluctuation in his soul.The content is nothing more than very honest and passionate thoughts such as "the evil necromancer wants to enslave my soul" and "even if the soul dies, I can't let him succeed".

The propaganda of the temple is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!In other words, the world really thinks highly of necromancers!

What exactly is the soul?This is a topic that teachers have studied for hundreds of years but have never had any results.But one thing is certain, the soul is a gift from the Creator to all living beings, and even the God of Light believed by most humans cannot fully control it, and the demons that often appear as negative models in the temple books must use various means to lure humans to fall, Human souls cannot be robbed directly.If necromancers can really enslave souls at will, wouldn't they be more powerful than gods and demons?

In fact, the undead creatures that necromancers can control can be roughly divided into three types.The first one is made by necromancy, injecting a certain amount of soul energy into the corpses can make them act according to the mage's wishes, but this kind of undead creatures are generally relatively weak.

The second type of undead creatures is formed due to strong obsessions during life. They have their own consciousness, and they can only be summoned after necromancers sign a magic contract with them.This kind of undead creatures can become very powerful by absorbing the vitality of living beings, but most of them are extremely violent and bloodthirsty and have low intelligence. After all, they are essentially just soul fragments carrying negative emotions.

The third is to be directly transformed from living creatures into undead creatures by necromancy.But unlike what people know, this method must be used on the condition that the living beings are voluntary, otherwise, no matter how weak the spiritual power is, the Necromancer cannot obtain a complete soul.Of course, it is not ruled out that the necromancer uses various methods to make people have to "volunteer".

Uh, it seems a bit far-fetched.However, during this period of time, the knight's mood gradually calmed down, and I think I can continue our conversation.So I completely lost my euphemistic mood and told him straightforwardly: "You are seriously injured and I can't save you. Even if I could, I have no obligation to save you. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, please tell him quickly. After you finish speaking, you can go quickly. die."

It's true that he's too badly hurt to save him.If it's a corpse, I can mend it pretty perfectly, but if it's a living person, the spells and medicines I use will slowly eat away at his body, turning him into a living corpse.Living corpses are different from skeletons, walking corpses or liches, to some extent they are more sad existences than them.Of course, it’s another matter if this body belongs to me. As a necromancer, I can control various elements in a delicately balanced state to prevent erosion.

There was another wave of soul fluctuations, and it seemed that his value of "not succumbing to the evil necromancer" was colliding with the reality of "having to ask the necromancer to fulfill his last wish", and finally the reality prevailed.

"I beg you to help me rescue Lai. As long as you can save him, I will agree to whatever you ask, even... betraying my soul." Hesitant and then firm voice, seeing that he has made up his mind.

Well, if it's saving people, as long as it doesn't rush into the temple, it's not a problem for me.

"You don't need to sell your soul, you just need to sell your body." So I replied quite generously.

Although his soul is also a good material, I can't let the original owner of the body stay with me, this will threaten my process of adapting to the new body... Hey, why did his mood swings become so huge again?For a knight, is not the corruption of the soul much more serious than the death of the body?Now that I don't want his soul, he is even more excited, which is really strange.

After several huge emotional ups and downs, he finally agreed to my proposal, and we began to sign the magic contract.During the period, his mood fluctuated again because of the item of "contributing his body as a carrier for soul exchange", but this time it didn't seem to be pain but a sense of relief, which was really strange.

After the magic contract was completed, I left his consciousness.Because there is no need for me to say anything, he has already reached the end of his life without his spiritual support.

However, a burnt out candle will have a moment of brilliance before it goes out, which is what people call a flashback. Just as I was analyzing the slight trembling of his eyelashes, his eyes suddenly opened.Unexpectedly, it was a pair of beautiful blue eyes, like the purest crystal without any impurities.

"Please... protect... him..." He stared at me, his lips moved, and he said these words with difficulty. His cold and pale hand grabbed my hand. Although he didn't have much strength, the strong force Emotions have been communicated to me through soul connections that have not been broken.

I promised you to save the guy named Ley but I didn't promise you to protect him. In theory, I should answer like this, but in fact I didn't say anything, just nodded.Then, those blue crystal eyes lost their spirit, and he died.

At the moment when the soul connection was interrupted, my breathing was inexplicably suffocated, as if something was suddenly blocked in my chest.It was a very strange feeling, I patted my chest, but I couldn't get rid of the knot in my chest.I have always been with undead creatures, and I have observed the birth and death of countless people from the crystal ball. Death is something I am extremely familiar with, but this is the first time I have this feeling about death.Perhaps there is a difference between seeing from a crystal ball and experiencing it firsthand, I thought silently.

Now this body is completely mine, I should be happy, right?But it seems that because of this strange feeling, I can't be happy again.

In any case, the ritual of soul transformation must continue.I first repaired the wounds on my body, used potions to replenish the lost blood, and then used the floating spell to gently place my body in the center of the magic circle.The next step is the most critical step. Looking at the bloody soul potion in my hand, I took a deep breath, and then poured it into my mouth in one go.

Ugh... Although I consider myself a very non-picky eater, this potion almost made me spit it out. It seems that my next research topic is to improve the taste of soul potions.

"Of course, the premise is that this soul transformation can be successful." I lay down on the corresponding position of the magic circle and whispered to myself.It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, but I have done everything I can to prepare, and now there is no better way to relieve my nervousness than to think of something to distract my energy.But soon, I couldn't care less about being nervous, and as the effect of the medicine gradually took effect, my consciousness gradually blurred.

I hope that when I open my eyes again, I won't find that I have become a wraith floating in the air. Thinking like this, I slowly closed my eyes.