Burris Front, the fourth area of ​​the third front, the official rest camp for mages.

As a resting area for formal mages, the tents here are more advanced than those in the apprentice area.

The size of the tent is the same, but the space inside is much larger than that of ordinary tents.

The huge space naturally allows the official necromancer to plan its multiple uses.

For example, right now, the interior of a magic tent is in a room divided into experimental areas.

A woman is watching a man holding a scalpel and cutting on a body.

The scalpel blade reflects the light of the open flame and candle in the room, creating a butterfly light and shadow in the room.

Organs were taken out one by one, and layers of texture were scratched out.

The person lying on the wooden table stared wide-eyed and turned around in fear.

Obviously, the body lying on the wooden table cannot be called a corpse yet.

However, with the man's movements, the body lying on the wooden table may really turn into a corpse.

As the heart was removed, the internal organs were removed one by one.

The body lying on the wooden table completely turned into a corpse.

"Alas."

A sigh of regret came out of the man's mouth.

Let the woman beside her, Vanya, know that the man's experiment failed again.

She took a long, deep breath.

A white void emerged from the corpse on the wooden table and was sucked into her mouth.

"Hiccup~"

A long burp made Vania's face show satisfaction and joy.

A flush slowly emerged from her face, staining her entire cheeks.

She looked at the man with a bad expression beside her and felt that some parts of her body were getting warm.

Whether it is the East or the West, there is such a saying.

Full, warm and lustful.

After drinking and eating, she wanted it.

"Rurik, the experiment failed, please rest tonight."

Vanya, a first-level necromancer of the soul school, looked at his lover, pressed her body against his back, and rubbed his cheek against his stubble.

Rurik, the second-level Death Forest Mage of the elite sect, felt the pressure behind him and couldn't help but frown.

He was thinking about what went wrong in the experiment.

But his lover only knows to ask for his life essence.

This made Rurik couldn't help but feel annoyed.

In the face of the pursuit of the truth and absolute power of magic, how can we allow the vent of men and women with low taste.

Rurik disliked his lover looking like this.

If it weren't for loyalty to love, it would become the only remaining emotion during his apprenticeship.

He would place Vanya next to him as an experiment on the wooden table, cut open her chest and abdomen, take out her internal organs, and observe her physical reaction.

But it was because of the remaining feelings during his apprenticeship that no matter how disgusted Rurik was with Vanya's vulgar taste, he was still very tolerant of his lover.

So, Rurik turned into an old cow in the field and plowed the land that would never be satisfied.

Although Vanya was very dissatisfied with Rurik's cold attitude and his actions in handling errands.

But in terms of results, Vanya's undulating ravines were watered by milk, and her spirit became extremely satisfied.

Seeing Rurik sitting by the bed, still thinking hard about what went wrong in his experiment, Vanya decided to reward him.

Saying goodbye to Rurik, who was still in deep thought, Vanya put on her clothes and walked out of the tent.

She is going to the apprentice area, looking for some cute apprentices, abducting them, and coming to the tent.

Then, watching Rurik perform magic experiments on them, she absorbed their souls.

They are just civilian apprentices anyway, no one will care, right?

Vanya, who was in a happy mood, walked slowly with light steps.

After walking a few steps, her footsteps stopped.

In front of her, many people surrounded her.

The people who had just gathered around stood on tiptoes and looked in.

The people surrounding the front have already used the power of the undead troops to lift themselves up and look forward.

"What happened ahead?"

Seeing the abnormal situation in front of her, Vanya came to a familiar necromancer and asked her.

"I'm not sure."

Familiar friends shook their heads.

The person in front of her stood on a high place and excitedly explained to the two of them.

"A necromancer from the Thousand Army School is attacking fiercely against the necromancers from the elite school and the soul school!"

This explanation made Vania couldn't help but smile and then picked her ears.

What did she hear?

The necromancers from the Thousand Army School actually suppressed the attack of the necromancers from the elite school and the soul school.

Is this some new joke?

A necromancer from the Qianjun style is not worthy of holding up his shoes in front of a necromancer from the soul style.

The soul scream can blow away the soul flame of the undead troops.

Not to mention facing the elite sect of mages.

Even if mages of the elite sect have not yet made their own flesh-and-blood dolls, they can still use spells on themselves to transform themselves into violent warriors with explosive muscles.

How could he suppress two such powerful factions like the Qianjun faction, a weak faction that relies on undead troops?

Vanya hasn't reacted yet.

Standing next to the person at the top, someone immediately interrupted.

"That person from the Qianjun School is still a first-level necromancer!"

"The ones he fought were two second-level necromancers!"

Saying this sentence made everyone around him even more uproar.

What is this situation?

Can a first-level necromancer still defeat a second-level necromancer?

This first-level necromancer is still a member of the Thousand Army School!

The person opposite him is still a second-level elite sect and soul sect person!

Seven gods above, how is this possible!

Many people either stand on tiptoes or let their flesh and blood dolls lift them up.

Their gazes all looked toward the large circle a hundred meters away.

A first-level necromancer stood there.

52 necromancers cooperated to fight, and the two second-level necromancers on the field could only resist.

"Why did the first-level necromancer find the two second-level necromancers?"

"Which will lead to a conflict-level battle?"

Standing on tiptoes, Vanya felt very abnormal.

The more powerful an individual is, the more he will focus on concealing his strength and avoiding conflicts.

What's more, how can a professional who is one level lower than him forcefully attack someone who is one level better than him!

There must be something wrong here.

"The man with thousands of troops said that this couple abducted his classmate, a civilian apprentice, and now he comes to ask for an explanation."

After saying these words, Vanya's heart suddenly sank.

Abducting apprentices from civilian areas as experimental materials is just a tacit and unspoken rule for official necromancers.

As long as you pay attention on weekdays and carefully select those lonely and unsocial Necromancer apprentices, there will basically be no big problem.

The front commander won't care about this.

A necromancer who has nothing to do with this person will not care about it.

Unless some people extend the unspoken hand to those Necromancer apprentices who have social relationships, thereby incurring this kind of revenge.

Standing on tiptoes, Vanya's heart sank as she looked within the 100-meter circle.

She saw someone familiar.

A dozen days ago, she dropped hints on this person.

She wants to abduct this person into her tent.
Chapter completed!