"Are there any other necromancers in this city?" Obviously, this girl named Paris never doubted the necromancer's 'noses' because it had been with necromancer for hundreds of years.
,It can make mistakes in anything, but it is absolutely impossible to make mistakes about necromancer. Speaking of this, she jumped out of the bed and opened the gap in the window. Sure enough, a gust of cold wind blew into the room, making
The originally warm room dropped several degrees instantly, but the thermometer hanging on the wall actually dropped several grids directly, "It's so fucking cold!"
"Hu~" Another light blue flame, 'Tell you that you want a lady, try to say less swearing, not a necromancer, but a necromancer!' Finally, in order to show the difference in tone, this necromancer also added
An exclamation mark...
"Nether? No." Paris's face showed a hint of suspicion, "It is said that this country is protected by mages of two domains. Will there be no necromancers who dare to cast necromancers here to cast necromancers here?
?”
‘It’s not that the city is very light, it’s not that the smell of your feet is open, and I can’t smell it either.’
“…, do you want to go and have a look?”
‘Of course, there are no necromancers who attack humans. The exchange of cornflower oil with the president of this country will definitely be ruined’
"All the way," Paris, who felt a little cold, closed the window, "I'm going to sleep."
‘You want to go too’
"Why?" Paris, a little annoyed, waved his hand and took apart the line of flaming text.
Compared to this irritable human girl surnamed human, this necromancer seems to have adapted to the temper of this girl. 'When you come out, you will be obedient, I will bring you out. Disobedient,
I won't let you come out again'
"Hmph! You old guy, it's good that you'll die of old age one day," Paris, who was a little unwilling to accept, finally put on her socks, because she knew that this was another sense of concern, after all, she had been
She grew up in the closed necropolis city and rarely came to the outside world. She didn't know much about many things and rules. In order to avoid accidents to the greatest extent, she was the only way to keep herself by her side.
Made.
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Although the popularity of the radio network has made Ulaspier a city that never sleeps, in fact, it is limited to some blocks or shops. After all, electricity is not free. If you want to use it, you have to buy a magical alchemy, which has a function similar to the Earth.
The electricity meter can only receive the electricity as much as you buy, so two people wearing the same wide robe walking on the pretty bright streets did not attract much attention, and because they were on the road, they were two people
It is not convenient for personal communication, so Paris can only follow this seemingly walking, but in fact the feet under the cloak are behind the necromancer floating in the air...
"I said, my dear uncle, are you sure you didn't take the wrong path?" After walking, the two of them had left Ulaspier's main city and came to a forest in the direction of the north city. They looked up and looked at it.
In the middle of the night sky, Paris couldn't help but complain, under normal circumstances, she was already asleep while lying.
'No'
A line of light blue flames floated in the dark forest, and the fire light shone on the two people. From a distance, it looked particularly cunning. The timid one probably had already fainted from fear, 'Come here,
It is much stronger than the smell in the main city. Even if you don't have the smell of your feet, you can find that, although I don't have a surname, I remember in a trance that my current body can testify.
It should be a woman.'
“….”
As I said before, zombies will emit fluctuations called resentment all the time. Of course, the so-called resentment, in front of this necromancer who has been studying for hundreds of years, they prefer the smell of what she calls the necromancer.
If used to describe it in words, it is a kind of smell mixed with decay, erosion, and pungent odor. This is also the smell carried by most undead spirits, including zombies in the prehistoric world. Normally,
When this coffin is buried in such a deep soil, no one should have discovered it. Even if the Buddha does not use his real power, it will be difficult to find it buried in the forest ten or twenty kilometers away from a city.
There was a dead soul.
Unfortunately, this necromancer is not an ordinary necromancer. Among all the necromancers in the Feren world, she may not be the strongest. After all, this world where the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger might be squatting in that small hill.
He has an ancient Dharma God, but she is indeed the most famous one.
The extreme south of the Feren world, which is similar to the underground of the southern pole of the earth, has established a world-famous city of necromancers. A city ruled by necromancers is an unprecedented achievement, and because the extreme south
The geographical location and climate of the land are very harsh, so no country or force is interested in it, and even the temple is unwilling to establish a branch temple there.
Gradually, many so-called evil people and bad people gathered there, and this necromancer also refused. After all, the city still needs living people to build, so some people joked that the city is a city of sin.
About eleven years ago, after Esther's identity was revealed, he wanted to go there, the only city in the world of Feren without a temple. Unfortunately, she was given a ** by Joan of Arc of the temple before she even set off.
Arthur Pandeli found the so-called "Nothing Soldier" under the reputation. This necromancer must have her extraordinary features, such as all necromancers and necromancers.
They are all particularly sensitive to this one, and some butterflies can smell the same powerful tracking ability as the courtship "hormone molecules" emitted by their similar people ten kilometers away.
After leaning down, the necromancer stretched out his hand like a dead tree and gently pulled open the fallen leaves on the ground. He grabbed a handful of soil below and rubbed it a few times. A line of flames appeared on the ground.
On, 'The soil here has been renovated and is also the place with the strongest taste. I think it should be here', the light blue flame burned all the dead branches of the leaves and branches on this piece of soil to ashes. Obviously, the flame is still
Has strong attack power.
After taking a few steps back, the Necromancer waved his hand gently and two skeletons appeared on the ground. This is a spell of the Necromancer. Various deaths are stored in the fragmented space he created.
Spirit, the stronger the necromancer, the wider the necromancer space, and can also store more and more powerful necromancers.
Under the control of spells, these two skeletons were like two small earth-plying machines. The coffin buried nearly ten meters deep underground was dug out in less than ten minutes, although the magic circle above had already been given to the Buddha.
It was erased, but the zombie with a strong resentment in the coffin aroused the great interest of this necromancer who had lived for thousands of years.
"Bang!" Before the skeleton could take action, Paris, who seemed to be full of resentment, kicked open the lid of the coffin, revealing the zombie lying inside. With the help of all the blood of a living person, this zombie was zombie.
Most of the injuries on his body were also cured, so after smelling the breath of a living person, he suddenly opened his scarlet eyes and instinctively grabbed Paris.
Maybe this zombie did too many bad things in his previous life, and his claws were only half protruding out. This woman named Paris took out a brick made of some rare metal from somewhere.
There were five holes on one side that made her catch. She slapped the zombie's head with a bang, and then hit it back to the coffin with its body. This time, he connected the bones.
It was broken again, and the most pitiful thing was that both hands were completely twisted and twisted.
"What a weak undead!" After glanced at the zombie, Paris put away the metal bricks in her hand and said disdainfully, "It's still buried in such a deep underground."
‘Don’t believe everything your eyes see, be attentive’
Compared to Paris, who had no vision, the necromancer was indeed squatting next to the coffin very seriously. Although her body was a little laborious to squat down, after the blue words were gone,
The Necromancer stopped talking, and seemed to be attracted by something. Of course, this thing must be the zombie itself and the magic array on it.
The zombie lying in the coffin showed a faint expression of fear after the necromancer approached, as if the lower-ranking person saw the superior, instinctively shrank back, and his body was trembling from time to time.
This situation made the necromancer even more curious, because it means that the necromancer is somewhat wise.
She has studied necromancer spells for so long and knows very well that if the necromancer wants to have wisdom, the necessary condition is that it must be very powerful in life, so that it can generate certain intelligence through the mixing of memories left in the brain and the power of death.
, similar to the feeling of a resentful spirit, but at first she discovered that the unknown undead spirit in front of her was refined by ordinary people...
It cannot be said that she has followed this necromancer since she was a child, but Paris has been with her for a long time, so she knows some of this person's habits very well. As a necromancer with limited mobility, when she chose to squat down and study something
At that time, it means that she has a strong interest at this moment. It is best not to disturb her at this time.
Of course, even if you disturb her, you will not be destined to get the reward you deserve. This is the benefit of the necromancer. When she wants to study something carefully, she will actively close most of the external factors that affect her.
The senses, of course, the realm of warning danger is still to be opened, for example, the two skeletons she summoned from her fragmented space have been hidden nearby and acted as guards. This is a dead spirit who has lived for countless years.
Lessons learned with life.
Knowing that this matter will not be over for a while, and after the warm and comfortable big bed in the hotel was not available, Paris, who was idle, began to set up a tent. In fact, this was not the first time she had been with this person.
The Necromancer left the Necromancer City, so he also knew that people in the outside world were far less friendly to the Necromancer than the Necromancer City. Of course, sometimes tents were stationed in the wild.
With the help of that magical brick, a large and thick tent similar to the shape of a yurt on the earth was built up. Of course, surviving in the wild and catching a fire was necessary, no matter how it is
Lighting to keep warm, or to scare wild beasts to attack.
The necromancer turned a deaf ear to the sound of ping-pong behind her. In fact, her ears had long been broken. Just as Paris thought before, she focused all her attention on this magical necromancer.
It's all right. With the powerful strength of this necromancer, it's still easy to see through the inside of this zombie. After all, it's a master-level necromancer who has studied necromancer for thousands of years. For this zombie who doesn't even have a grade.
, it will be a matter of minutes to see through it. For example, she has already learned that this kind of undead has wisdom and can absorb blood and cooperate with the moonlight and some newly generated organ in it, so as to kill it and constantly strengthen itself.
.
Of course, these are not too strange. She also has some necromancers in her hands that can achieve similar effects, and are even more efficient than this necromancer. But the problem is that none of the necromancers in her hands can make
The dead gains life.
Any kind of undead spirit can survive even if it is removed from its body. However, the undead spirit in front of us is different. The ultimate and pure power of death can be derived.
Life is a true life. Punching its heart will kill its life! (To be continued.)