After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Brian lowered his eyes and looked at Cyril's white belly.

He stretched out his hand to press the smooth skin of Little Rose, his lips moved slightly, singing something.

A string of cold and slippery spells poured out of his throat.

I saw a faint light-colored line appearing on Cyril's originally fair skin-this seems to be a symptom of being infected by the "Abyss".

The light-colored lines spread from his lower abdomen, like a floating thorn that was ripped out of the soil abruptly.

Seeing this light-colored pattern, Brian's expression became more serious, and his eyes became even more gloomy.

But he didn't stop chanting the spell immediately, but continued to speed up his speech.

After half a minute, nothing seemed to happen.

Brian's eyes flickered slightly, and his slender fingers began to slowly exert force towards the position they were pressing.

At this time, he has returned to his original image.

The smoky gray mist lingering around his body also condensed to his fingertips, carrying a magical power, as if it wanted to seep into Cyril's skin.

Another half minute passed.

Finally, another strange light-colored pattern reluctantly emerged.

It swam on Cyril's fair skin, and finally connected end to end, forming a strange circle.

Brian frowned slightly when he saw this.

He waved casually, and a skeleton servant emerged from the ground.

The skeleton servant held a sealed glass test tube in the bone palm, which contained a clear and transparent liquid, which looked like clear water.

Brian took the test tube, opened it and fed the water inside to Cyril.

He first pulled Cyril into his arms and embraced him from behind.

Bryan then clasped Cyril's chin with one hand, forcing him to open his lips, and poured the liquid into his mouth with the other hand.

The crystal clear liquid immediately moisturized Cyril's soft lips.

A few drops of mischievous liquid slipped from his mouth, trickled down his delicate chin, rolled down onto his porcelain white neck, and finally fell into his beautiful collarbone socket.

Seeing that the liquid had been drunk by Cyril, Brian tossed the empty test tube, and it fell into the hands of the skeleton servant.

The bone skeleton bowed respectfully to him, and then disappeared in place.

Brian continued to stare at the lines emerging from Cyril's body.

His handsome face looked very gloomy in the moonlight, and there was a hint of sternness in his eyes.

However, the holy water taken from the Fountain of Faith did not produce any effect, and it was not as immediate as it was recorded in the literature.

It seems that this holy water just watered the thorns, rather than eliminating the pollution of far-reaching creatures.

Brian's long and narrow eyebrows raised slightly, and he re-summoned a skeleton man, and then began to chant another spell.

His voice was almost inaudible.

In the next moment, the temperament of the skeleton man suddenly changed.

It's like a deadpan ornament suddenly comes to life.

The original bright blue soul fire in the eye sockets of the skeleton man also turned into a bright purple.

"Hey! I said that I won't tell you now. No matter how much you torture me, it's useless. I, Erlanger, will do what I say."

While chattering, the skeleton man moved his head, hands and feet, looking a little funny.

"I'm doing this for your own good! It's amazing to know with your personality!"

After the skeleton man finished speaking, he seemed to notice Cyril in Brian's arms, and said in surprise, "You actually found a partner? Interesting, interesting."

Erlanger leaned forward boldly.

He glanced at Cyril's exquisite appearance, and saw the ambiguous posture of the two people on the bed at this time, he couldn't help rubbing his two boned palms, and there was a hint of excitement in his voice: "What are you calling me for now? Could it be that you put someone on the bed?" Are you dizzy?"

Erlanger coughed, cleared his throat and said, "Although I have made great achievements in various fields, especially in the field of healing. But I have to admit that in this... cough cough... the sweetness and affection between partners I'm not very good at love. I can recommend another dark wizard to you, who is currently hiding on the continent of Armenia..."

"To shut up."

Brian glanced lightly at Erlanger.

The bloody dark wizard was annoyingly loud.

Just summoning his soul and attaching it to the skeleton is so much talk, he deserves to be wanted by the Wizards Union.

If it weren't for the fact that this person was still useful, Brian would have killed him outright.

Brian thought that when he caught him, the other party swore to say his mother's name, claiming to know his own life experience very well, and his mood became even more gloomy, which made people shudder.

Erlanger seemed to have finally sensed the other party's current emotions, and immediately fell silent.

"Come and see, I fed him holy water, but it still didn't work."

Brian said coldly.

At the same time, he impatiently turned the tail ring on his hand.

Erlanger walked to the bed in a hurry, and followed Brian's eyes to look at the light-colored lines on the abdomen of the boy in the other's arms.

"Ah, this... There are traces of pollution left by two different abyssal creatures on his body."

Erlanger finally got serious, with a hint of seriousness in his voice.

"I need to get started to confirm."

Erlanger glanced up at Brian, and he couldn't help but look away.

At this time, the other party's eyes were like frozen snow in the middle of the night, exuding a slight chill.

Seeing Brian nodded slightly, Erlanger put his bony palm on Cyril's body and began to chant the spell silently.

The two light-colored lines on Cyril's skin moved accordingly, intertwined and intertwined, as if they wanted to swim out, but they couldn't find a breakthrough.

"Has he taken any medicine before?"

Erlanger asked.

"I took the precious recovery pill during the wizard apprentice trial last year."

Brian frowned and pursed his lips coldly.

"No wonder, probably due to the suppression of this precious recovery pill, the pollution of 'Abyss' was temporarily controlled."

Erlanger nodded and said.

Then he went on to use several complicated and awkward spells.

In the end, due to the huge consumption of magic power, he couldn't help but sat on the edge of the bed and took a breath.

After recovering a little bit of energy, Erlanger thought about it and said, "I'm afraid your partner's current situation is not very good."

Brian nodded slightly, motioning for him to continue talking.

He did not refute the word "partner" in the other party's words.

"As you know, the strange power of the 'Abyss' creatures can contaminate the wizard's mind and body, causing varying degrees of distortion. Based on the fact that you only came to me tonight, he must have not shown obvious symptoms of pollution before."

Erlanger hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Although, the quickest way is to hand him over to the Wizarding Union, and let the Wizarding Union and the Holy Light Knights discuss and deal with it together."

He speeded up his speech, speaking urgently and quickly: "I know you will definitely not do this. After all, if they want to conduct various experiments on him, you will definitely not agree."

Erlanger heard Bryan's cold snort, shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and continued: "This gentleman's soul is a bit special. You must have noticed that it is a very rare white soul. Although it has a strong The magic element affinity, but it is also very easy to attract the covetousness of evil creatures, presumably when he first encountered the 'Abyss', the 'Abyss' must have stared at him."

"Even the two abyssal creatures that polluted him are not ordinary. Although they are only junior abyssal creatures, they should be junior abyssal creatures that have been dormant on the wizard continent for a long time and have been nourished by dark elements."

Erlanger pondered, he had done research in this area before.

He discovered that the creatures of the abyss would "evolve" to some extent after staying in the wizarding continent for a long time.

It's a pity that his experiments and research were only half done, and he was betrayed by his apprentice wizard before he had time to draw a rigorous conclusion.

The man tipped off the Wizarding Union, reporting him for collusion with The Abyss.

In the more than ten years not long after that war of planes ended, the Wizards Union simply turned pale upon hearing the "abyss".

As a result, he was listed as a dangerous dark wizard by the Wizarding Union, and he had to live in hiding until he reached an agreement with Brian, and the other party lied about his death.

Hey, those hot chickens from the Wizarding Union!

Without a thorough understanding of the "Abyss", how can wizards win the next war of planes?

If you ask him, the Wizards Union gang is blinded by the short-lived peace in front of them.

Last year, there were traces of "Abyss" haunting the city of Highlandon on the continent of Atlantis, but he hadn't heard a warning from the Wizarding Union about it.

Thinking of this, Erlanger couldn't help shaking his head.

Those in the Wizards Union will never hope that "Abyss" will give up the attack on the wizard plane in vain, right?

That's really beautiful.

"So how should this pollution be eliminated?"

Brian glanced at the skeleton possessed by Erlanger, saw that he seemed to be distracted, and said.

The tone is calm and silky, but the tone is bitingly cold.

"Perhaps you have heard that a wizard has recently discovered a dangerous secret realm with an S-level, and there may be traces of the 'Abyss' that have not been discovered."

Erlanger saw Brian raised his eyebrows, and continued to explain: "You can take him with you and use it as bait to capture a low-level abyssal creature alive. Give me some time for experiments later, and I will definitely find a way to help him." way to eliminate pollution."

Erlanger was afraid that the uncertain experiment time would cause the other party's dissatisfaction, so he suggested, "You can still feed him another rare recovery pill now."

Brian's fingertips brushed against Cyril's soft lips.

After watching the small white pill slide down, he looked up at Erlanger and said irrefutably, "I will go to that S-level secret realm in seven days, and you will go too."

"Hey, I'm so old, so let's not get involved. It's not a trivial matter to subdue a junior abyssal creature with your strength."

Erlanger looked up, suggesting hopelessly.

He glanced at Brian, and the moment his eyes met, fear ran straight up his back to the sky.

Forget it, isn't it good to live?

Erlanger observed three seconds of silence for his hard-working illegal career, and then said goodbye to Brian, saying that he was going back to make some preparations.

Brian dismissed his soul call lightly.

That skeleton bone returned to its expressionless and silly appearance and bright blue soul fire, and then disappeared in place.

The next day, when Cyril woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom.

He looked up and down, and found nothing strange.

Is this coming out of an illusion?

Just as Cyril was about to ask the system, he heard the system speak first, with a very heavy voice: [I plan to perform an upgrade. 】