Chapter 464: Battle Necromancer

"This is indeed caused by bone poison, as for why bone poison appeared on the body of a necromancer, it is not for me to know, after all, I am a star soul warrior, not a mage. Veteran adventurer Bestur glanced at Rhuff, the warrior of the Misty Mountains, with an expressionless face, and said indifferently.

"Mercenary, you'd better show me some respect!" Ralf glared at him angrily with Bestul's 'rudeness', "You have to remember to me that standing in front of you is a noble baron!

As he spoke, Rolf's lips, not obscured by the bone helmet, showed an arrogant arc, and his eyes widened.

Hearing this, Besture couldn't help but sneer after all: "Snort, noble baron? a barbarian from the Misty Mountains? Are you sure you are not talking about the son of a tribal leader, but a noble baron?!"

The other finalists around looked at Rolf's gaze, which was also very strange......

No wonder they reacted in this way, since ancient times, the highland barbarians have followed an ancient tribal system. Each of these large tribes is divided into countless small clans, all members of the clan must be blood relatives, the patriarch is the most powerful clan, and only the patriarch of the clan has the right to marry wives and have children! What is even more incredible is that among the many wives of the patriarch, it may even contain his own sisters!

And when the patriarch goes, his son will challenge him, and once the challenge is successful, the challenger will not only inherit the position of the patriarch, but even accept all the women of his father except for his own mother!

All in all, these customs of the Barbarian Highlands are really chaotic and barbaric in the eyes of the countries of the Dawn Valley, and the reason why the Barbarian Highlands have been called barbarians for a long time is because of their primitive customs that are really unacceptable to the humans of the Dawn Valley!

But one thing is certain, the Barbarian Heights had countless chiefs, sons of chieftains, large and small, but there were never barons, viscounts, and the like - except, of course, the heads of some XX baron, some XX viscount, which were hung on stakes as trophies......

Therefore, to hear that Rolf actually called himself a baron now made everyone present feel incredulous, but more than that, it was undisguised ridicule.

"Well, it turns out that Your Excellency is still a noble baron?!Then I wonder why Lord Baron has traveled thousands of miles to come here to compete with us for such a small captain of a thousand horsemen?, isn't this a loss of 'you' identity?" Bestur looked at Rolf in shock, but anyone could hear the obvious sarcasm between the lines.

"Haha-"

As if he had colluded with Bestur earlier, as Bestur's voice fell, several loud laughter suddenly erupted in the dark night - not to mention whether Rolf's baronial identity is true or not, even if he is really a baron, but a baron of the Misty Mountains, what kind of onion is he in the Dawson Federation? For such a guy who can't recognize reality, they don't hide their disdain, it's best to provoke the other party and let him fight with the adventurer who seems to be strong, that's the most worth looking forward to!

However, to everyone's expectation, Rolf did look extremely annoyed, but he did not do anything to lose his mind, on the contrary, Rolf turned his brown eyes slightly, and everyone heard him say in a serious voice: "I am indeed a baron, and I am proud of my title, but what is my title in front of the legendary hero Viscount Blackwind, who ended the Kuroshio Tide and saved the entire Valley of Dawn, and even the entire continent of Blanca?" Not to mention the Thousand Cavalry Commanders, even if it is just to be an ordinary knight, or even a knight's servant, I am happy to serve the Viscount!"

I almost believed it!

Looking at Rolf's serious appearance, all the finalists couldn't help but complain in their hearts. At the same time, they also have a high opinion of Rolf in their hearts - a strong, short-tempered opponent is not terrible, but it is very terrible to be irritable and at the same time can control his actions at all times!

"Slap-" "Slap-" "Slap-"

It's like a musician clapping his palms rhythmically, clear and crisp, with a slight trill, if an earthling passes by with soy sauce, I think that some buddy is in a good mood, and there will be a mechanical dance at night, but if this is replaced by the footsteps of a living person, it will seem a little weird.

Looking at Sandro, who was completely hidden in the necromancer's robes, Retch couldn't help but frown, "Take your hood off." ”

After saying that, Leitch could tell from Sandro's sluggish movements that he was hesitating, but as the hood was removed, it dawned on Leitch that what he saw was a fleshless skull! Two blue flames burned in the hollow eye sockets, which seeped like ghostly fire in the dim light!

"What are you—a half-dead, half-finished skeleton warrior?"

From Retche's gaze, Sandro saw curiosity, saw doubt, but did not find the slightest fear, nor did he have any disgust, which made the two blue flames in his eyes flicker slightly.

However, Sandro did not say anything, but slowly raised his right hand, and a pale hand bone emerged from the shaking long sleeve, and immediately, a layer of black gauze appeared on the surface of Sandro's hand bone, hazy, like quicksand, and like light smoke!

Leitch stared at the black yarn on Sandro's hand bones several times before he said solemnly: "This is bone poison!"

Ratche's voice was palpable with obvious surprise, and the look of interest in his eyes grew thicker.

"That's right, it's bone poison. Sandro was not silent after all, and as the two rows of pale teeth struck up and down, a string of synthesized sounds that did not rise or fall, as if the earth were on earth—you didn't hear that Sandro was pronouncing his white-brushed teeth, not his throat!

As a science student before the crossing, Leitch knew that physical impacts could make sounds, but he had seen someone (uh, I don't know if that was the right way to describe Sandro that...... 'Speaking' with his own teeth, his mood still couldn't help but be a little weird......

Upon closer inspection, Reich noticed that Sandro's two rows of teeth were actually enchanted - if there were a few 'fresh', 'super white', 'decay-proof' and other enchantments on everyone's teeth on Earth, Leggie firmly believed that blacks, Colgate, or something could close the door...... But it can also be seen from this that magic is really practical!

Leitch didn't pay too much attention to Sandro's magical teeth, and after confirming his judgment, he couldn't help but stare at Sandro solemnly and said, "You refined yourself into a poisonous bone skeleton?!"

"That's right, that's exactly what I planned to do in the first place!" Although Sandro's mechanical voice was not emotional, Leitch could clearly feel the arrogance and uninhibition between the lines!

"But in the end your experiment didn't quite succeed?" Leitch speculated.

"Lord Viscount's expectation is good, my attempt was not completely successful," as he spoke, the two soul fires in Sandro's eyes became more and more cyan, making people unconsciously feel the 'gloomy' taste in his words, "but it is not without progress, at least I have not only succeeded in transforming my body into a skeleton body, but also successfully retained the ability to cast spells!"

"You're planning to create a different kind of battle mage - a battle necromancer with a strong poisonous bone skeleton physique and the ability to perform undead magic! I have to say, this is really a great attempt!" Reitch sighed heartily, making no secret of his admiration for Sandro.

This surprised Sandro as a necromancer who was not well received by most people, even when he was in the Karachi Empire!

"Don't you think I'm blaspheming my life?" asked Sandro as he stared at Leitch.

Although Sandro admits that his attempts have not been completely successful, the fact that he has been able to transform himself into his present state proves that he has undoubtedly made great breakthroughs in some aspects! And to achieve these achievements, it is impossible to avoid countless magical experiments, and as the carrier of experiments, it can only be a living person! Sandro believes that Reich must understand this, which is why he asks this question.

Hearing this, Lei Qi was silent for a long time before he said something that sounded a little inexplicable: "You are indeed desecrating life, but it is not Viscount Black Wind desecrating life. ”

But Sandro understood, and at the same time made him a little disdainful of Leitch's hypocrisy, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart—he really needed a safe place to settle now, and now, in the whole Valley of the Dawn, such a place was very little for him!

After a moment of silence again, Sandro said directly: "I hope to be able to join the command of Lord Viscount and serve Lord Viscount, and at the same time, I also hope that Lord Viscount can provide me with the protection I deserve!"

Hearing this, Lei Qi immediately nodded and said, "I am happy to accept your allegiance, but you will not become the captain of the Thousand Horsemen of the Black Wind Knights, but join my court mage group and become my court mage, I don't know if you have any objections to this?"

"I don't have any objections. Sandro shook his head slightly.

In fact, Sandro never really wanted to become a charging thousand-rider, which shouldn't be what a mage should do, even if he has now transformed himself into a half-finished battle necromancer!

"Very well," Richie nodded, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "but before I do that, there are some things I need to ask clearly." ”

Hearing this, Sandro immediately froze, and he knew that the next time was the time to test him!

(End of chapter)