Travels of the Necromancer

"It's really unexpected that a few daring insects can break into my castle." Dial's soft voice rang in his ears again, still making people so uncomfortable.Afterwards, a thin figure wearing a large magic robe slowly appeared from the black mist.

"Coming together? Hehe, maybe there is a guy here who knows a little bit about undead magic trying to make friends with me." He had his usual mocking smile on his face, but that smile froze in the moment he saw Nausi. The contempt on his face and eyes was instantly replaced by surprise, or amazement.

I think I can proudly say that no necromancer can resist the charm of Naus, even one who is not very qualified like Dial.

"Actually, I don't want to admit the fact that a person who will break even his promise has also experienced the charm of undead magic, although it is probably only a little bit." Chance.

"The so-called promise is nothing but a charity given by the superior to the ants. Since I can give it, I can also take it back." But Dial didn't give me an opportunity, and soon put on a mocking smile again, " I have to admit, you do possess something that amazes me. Maybe that's why you slipped back like a mouse after fleeing in disgrace? Give him to me, and I'll leave it for you among the servants A forward position."

"It's a pity that you don't even have the qualifications to become my collection. Maybe you will be a good supplement."

"You reminded me that I really need to devour the soul of a necromancer to advance. Let me guess what your soul tastes like." Dial stuck out his tongue and licked it. The lips, in stark contrast to the pale face, and the tongue were bright red, it was disgusting.

This unpleasant feeling made me not in the mood to fight any more, but directly raised the wand of grievance.

The screams of the nine skeletons rushed towards Diar, but unfortunately, they were blocked by the transparent light curtain in front of him just like in the daytime, which was a defensive barrier automatically formed by the artifact.

"I don't think you are qualified to fight against me, it's better to let my servants come to receive you." Dial waved his hand, summoned a dozen dead warriors, and then flew into the air by himself, "But this The wand looks fine, and after I devour your soul, I'll add your head to it."

Anyway, the roof is relatively high, so I shouldn't hit the ceiling, so I also used the flying technique to fly into the air, "Your soldiers can't defeat Naus at all, let alone hold me back."

The level of these undead warriors is too different from that of Naus. If they were not controlled, they would not dare to approach Naus at all.At this time, it was just that he got up and was cut in half by Nausi's sword.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, their failure here shows that they are not qualified to be my servants." Dial still looked at the one-sided battle situation below with a smile, "Besides, I can also drive the magic wolf on the wasteland, Even if your strength is not bad, what will happen to the almost endless number."

"Unfortunately, you are not a summoner, and you cannot summon a demonic wolf like you can summon undead creatures. If you go through the gate... I'm sorry, this road doesn't work."

A huge dragon chant came from outside the castle, and the whole castle seemed to be trembling because of it. Even Mo Yan couldn't completely block the shock caused by the dragon chant.

"You still have a bone dragon." Dial showed a surprised expression again, but soon became excited again, "But it doesn't matter, it will become mine too, hehehe..."

The laughter was so piercing that it almost made me lose my patience, so I tightened my grip on the crystal ball.

Fortunately, Dial finally stopped after laughing enough, and said, "Have you ever heard a saying, the higher you fly, the harder you fall!"

At the same time as he said these words, he took out the book from his robe, and the huge coercion immediately filled the entire room. The undead warriors who were fighting on the ground were immediately crushed to the ground, and even the low-level ones were directly crushed. It became a meat paste, but Dial didn't care at all, and continued to increase his coercion.

Naus supported his body with his sword and barely maintained a standing posture. His pride did not allow him to kneel to anyone other than the object of allegiance.But I could feel his violent mood swings.

"Master Keya...the Book of Truth..." From the other end of the soul connection, it seems to be a person's name and...

"The Book of Truth? The Book of Truth of the God of Wisdom?" I caught at once the most useful word for me.

The Book of Truth is said to be made by the God of Wisdom himself, and it can reflect all the real books. It is the least offensive, but in a sense, the most dangerous artifact.However, why did the artifact made by the God of Wisdom who was originally the first Pope of the Temple of Light have such a strong breath of undead?

"What... what's going on." But my train of thought was interrupted by Dial, who was full of disbelief, "How could you resist the coercion of God."

By the way, I didn't fall because I couldn't bear the majesty as he imagined, but I was still flying well.

"I'll give you back what I said just now." I smiled and stretched out my hand, holding a fist-sized crystal ball in my hand: "You are not the only one who has the artifact."

Then, I crushed the crystal ball.

The same powerful majesty once again impacted the room. Unlike me who was prepared before, Dial, who was unprepared, suddenly lost his balance because of this coercion, fell down, and did not stabilize until the moment before touching the ground. stature.

I looked at him condescendingly, a piece of gray feather was floating above my palm, burning, it was the magic weapon that my teacher gave me——Phoenix Feather.

Dial obviously couldn't accept the fact that he was not the "only God" for a while, and looked at me a little crazy.

It was an excellent opportunity to attack just now, but maintaining the coercion of the Phoenix Feather already requires all my mental strength, so I can only watch this opportunity slip away.But on the surface, you have to pretend to be relaxed.

"You know why I left those stupid companions and came to you, because you also have something that surprises me." I glanced at the book in his hand half-truthfully.

"I didn't take out the phoenix feather at that time, I just wanted to see what kind of abilities you have, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that." In fact, the truth is that the phoenix feather was thrown into the space ring by me, and I couldn't take it out at all.

"So, now you want to challenge me to a duel?"

"That's exactly what I intend. But you should know that the result of the collision of two artifacts can only be a loss for both." I slowly withdrew the coercion of Phoenix Feather under his surprised gaze, "So, why don't we fight one Bet on a duel between magicians. Whoever wins will get everything."

"Okay! I accept your challenge." Without any hesitation, Dial, who still had crazy eyes, agreed to my proposal.

And I finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.I took out the Phoenix Feather and talked to him a lot, the only purpose is to make him worry and not dare to use the artifact.Not to mention that the energy on the Phoenix Feather is almost exhausted, and it cannot be compared with other artifacts.Even if it can be compared, I dare not continue to try, but the coercion on the trigger artifact has consumed nearly half of my magic power. I don't know how Dial, whose level is lower than me, uses it.

Given Dial's reliance on artifacts, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult to induce him not to use artifacts.However, it was precisely because of this dependence that he absolutely did not dare to take the risk of damaging the artifact, nor could he resist the temptation to possess another artifact.And the results at this time proved that my assumption was correct.But the huge fluctuations in Dial's mood made me a little bit concerned.

The so-called duel of magicians refers to the duel of spells between magicians, so he and I stopped summoning undead creatures and temporarily put away the artifacts.

And such a duel, to be honest, is quite tense but also quite boring.It's nothing more than a fireball cursing, trying to hit the opponent while avoiding being hit by the opponent.My level is higher than Dial's, but he is a lich and immune to many magics, so our battle was at a stalemate for a while.

I tried my best to break this deadlock, but the high-level magic chanting was interrupted by Dial's attack several times.And Dial's side is similar.

Finally, I found a chance to chant the Fire Dragon Curse, and three huge burning fire dragons attacked Dial from three directions.His long-sung incantation was also completed at this moment, and a cloud of black mist flew towards me.As soon as I dodged, the cloud of mist fell below me, and over there, Dial was burned off most of his body by my fire dragon, revealing his pale bones.

"My elaborate body has been ruined by you, how will you compensate me?" Dial said in a complaining tone, raising his skeletonized hands and shaking them.

His indifferent attitude immediately aroused my vigilance. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the connection between Naus and my soul was broken.I immediately looked down and saw that Naus was wrapped in the black mist.It turned out that the target of his attack was not me in the first place.

Dial was temporarily out of combat, so I immediately dropped to the ground to check on Naus.Naus was wrapped in a thin layer of black mist and seemed unable to move, a curse I had never seen before.

However, when I was researching what kind of damage this black mist would cause, I suddenly felt a stabbing pain in my chest.I lowered my head, showing an unbelievable expression, and stretched out a sword from the black mist, piercing my chest, it was the sword of Naus.