Necromancer, a caster classification in a very awkward position. They are cast evil because they often manipulate corpses and possess terrible spells that directly kill them. But it is fair to say that any mage has many kinds of spells that cause death, and it is kinder to burn alive, or slowly suffocate and drown, than to die instantly after a green light? Moreover, studying the soul is a hurdle that every mage cannot bypass on the road of self-improvement, and the necromancer is just the first to get there.

Fei Qi can also use necromancy, and the Silver Seal Spell Book he read in the Ice Peak Fortress is his enlightenment textbook, and there are many forbidden necromancy spells in it. Later, he learned various spells one after another, and received a complete list of necromancy effects and spells from the old man. And the knowledge he has acquired through hell, whether it is the contract demon with "tempting souls to fall" as the core, the desire demon with "torturing and destroying souls" as his main interest activity, the heart demon with "controlling and changing souls" as his main business, or the deep hell purgatory with "conquering and collecting souls" as his life pursuit, all of them have continuously strengthened Feige's ability in necromancy. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to create a spell like Soul Echo.

However, Feiqi never showed such an ability in the Yongli Continent, because he knew that the most important goal of the Church of the Goddess of Truth and Thunder was to eliminate those who used necromantic powers.

"A necromancer, over to you. Feige said to Bernard, "I'd be happy to help, but I've just finished a big fight, let me take a break, okay?"

Bernard nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the two priests who came with him had already thrown off the heavy cloaks on their shoulders and held the Goddess's Thunder Emblem aloft, calling out the holy energy of righteousness. At the same time, Bernard looked at the lantern on Feige's waist, and before he could ask a question, Feige took the initiative to say:

"Do you know the transcendence circle on the Ice Peak Fortress? I didn't want the large number of corpses here to cause necromancy, so I used the transcendent array. This is a combination of a lantern to deal with the geist and a transcendent circle, and I can teach you if you want to learn it. ”

Bernard shook his head and refocused on the dwarf Necromancer, by which time hundreds of corpses had risen back to their feet and charged at them with their broken bodies. Correction, a charge against "him". Bernard only turned his head, and Feige had already "abandoned" him and teleported directly to the other side of the battlefield.

"Kill that necromancer!" Feige raised his fist in the distance, cheering Bernard on.

"I'm not a necromancer!" the short creature roared, and the number of mangled corpses standing up immediately exceeded a thousand, and continued to grow. They rushed towards Feige, but several Goddess Priests, including Bernard, got in the way of the skeleton and zombie charge. Powerful holy power forms pillars of light around their bodies, and when the undead collide with them, they lose their strength and turn back into minced flesh and bones, scattered all over the ground.

The undead rushed forward, seemingly draining the priests' power, but in fact the holy light grew stronger and stronger. Fei Qi had long anticipated this phenomenon, and he had long discovered that the function of the Transcendence Circle was to "recharge" the kingdom of God, purifying and guiding the undead in the way of the goddess, which would only strengthen her kingdom and divine power, not consume it.

"Every god who has established the kingdom of God needs a soul, and the Goddess of Truth and Wisdom is no exception. But......" Feige's fingers slid lightly over the Soul Trap Lantern on his waist, then shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid the rest of things won't go your way." ”

A large number of corpses were piled up again in front of the pillar of divine light, and the short "necromancer" slammed his fists into his chest while roaring angrily, "Break free from the shackles of your flesh and release your endless hatred!"

A cold winter wind blew, and a leg bone rolled off the pile of corpses, making a gurgling laugh. Not a single ghost appeared in response to his summons, and no necromancer stood between him and the three goddess priests who were eyeing him.

No spell can create magic out of thin air, and to create a ghost, it takes a lot of fresh, forcibly detached souls, all of which are inside Feige's Soul Trap lantern. From the very beginning, Feige understood the necromancer's tactics: first use his necromantic power to drive the corpse, and then wait for the "Saint Feiqi" to use the divine power to perform a preliminary purification and strip the remaining soul power from the corpse. Finally, gather these wandering soul powers and transform them into ghosts and demons. Powerful ghosts can directly devour the souls of the living, armor cannot be defended, weapons cannot kill, this sleepless monster is a very formidable enemy, basically only by spending the same amount of power as those souls, can be eliminated. He thought it would drain Feige.

Feige is a better necromancer than he is, not only in terms of hiding his identity, but also in terms of insight and spell preparation. In Feige's plan, if he encounters an insurmountable problem and needs a large number of troops to drag the situation in, he also prepares necromancy. The Soul Trap Lantern is not only to increase the power of one's spells, but also to summon necromancy to gather materials. It's just that the aristocratic coalition simply didn't hold out to the moment when Feige needed to do so.

"Let the Church of the Goddess see what its real enemies are! Feige said from afar, staring at the two priests who were walking towards the dwarf enemy.

There is no such tactic as a skeleton turning into a ghost on the Yongli Continent, and this person's hard accent increases the suspicion that he is a cross-world mercenary. Who did he work for, was he a mercenary from the Second World or a guy sent by the Devil? Feige was a little unsure, and he even had a guess that this guy was from the Second World, and that the Scarlet Meteor had sent him here. However, unless he uses the Creator Rune, such a guess is difficult to confirm. "Give the church a headache......"

Just as he was thinking this, the diminutive creature suddenly grew taller, resembling a thin bamboo pole and protruding multiple octopus-like tentacles from his chin. The dense necromantic aura on his body contracted abruptly, becoming almost as tight as real matter in Feige's perception, and slammed into the two priests. They had always held the Holy Emblem of the Goddess, and the spells formed by the divine runes shrouded like searchlights, maintaining the power of suppression, but they were defeated in an instant. From the shattered "light", a large number of Creator Lord runes scattered in all directions, and powerful mana fluctuations became clear and easily recognizable.

The two priests stiffened, and although they protected themselves with divine magic, this layer of protection clung to their skin under the weight, restricting their movement like a restraint garment. Then, the tall, thin monster approached the priest, the tentacles under the neck clinging to it, and the heads of the two priests melted like candles, absorbed like jelly. Feige frowned at this point, his eyes twitching slightly, and his mind was quickly calculating the plan to deal with it.

"Feige Hale," a strange accent came from the tentacle-clad mouth, large pure black eyes showing an excited gaze on the gray viscous melted face, followed by a series of second-world languages based on the runes of the Creator, "I'm here to meet you and kill you." I almost thought I wouldn't see you anymore. ”

"You bastard, don't insult the Goddess of Truth Thunder, and especially don't use that dirty word!" Fitch shouted in the lingua franca, and the false accusation clearly provoked Bernard's anger.

"What the hell did he say?" Bernard undid his heavy cloak, revealing the delicate breastplate underneath. Two silver maces were placed on each side's waist, a serrated machete with a telescopic handle was placed on the back, and all three weapons had a female emblem on them. This guy is clearly here to fight, and whoever he was fighting before, now has become a tentacle head. "Feige, what is this, you know?"

"I can't name him!" Feige didn't know what the hell this was, but he knew that in the face of the unknown, he should not rush forward, especially since it was the duty of the priest of the Goddess of Truth Thunder to protect this world. "He's not a necromancer, but uses the power of a soul, and he can absorb emotions such as fear against him, so you'd better not know his name. Take care to protect your soul and don't be fooled by him!"

Bernard had already picked up the twin maces, but when he heard this, he put them back in place and picked up the machete with his backhand. Only a few snapping sounds were heard, the telescopic handle was stretched, and the machete became a weapon more than two meters long. At the same time, the female emblem emitted a bright light that ran through the long machete, and then transmitted to Bernard's body, along the arm and up to the skull, forming several rings of halo-like protective masks.

Feige squinted his eyes and watched, his right hand tapping lightly on the cat-teasing stick, secretly casting the detected magic, but the magic spell quickly failed as soon as it approached Bernard, as if there was some kind of force field around him that suppressed the spell. Indiscriminately suppressing spell energy, who would it be for? Feige didn't like the answer, but he didn't think that this level of maneuver could really threaten him.

He glanced at the "tentacle chin" monster and instantly understood his thoughts: the same contempt, the same confidence. Fei Qi frowned slightly, then drew a circle with his left hand, opened a spatial crack, and led directly to the position of the Hell Knights, and then stretched out his hand: "Find me the latest lightning magic gun, quick!"

Powered by fire elemental gems, the old version of the Magic Gun was able to adapt to most situations by creating hot or freezing cores to inflict damage. However, there are also many monsters that can resist both ice and fire, which requires constant innovation. The Lightning Gun is a relatively new design, Kazmuk has put a lot of effort into it, and Feige has also given the key design. There aren't many of these magic guns in the Hell Knights, but fortunately, if you look for them, you can always find them.

By the time the magic gun arrived, Bernard had already struggled past the pile of corpses, getting closer and closer to the tentacle jaw. The long-handled machete in his hand, called "Spell Destroying Shark Tooth", can form a protective force field, suppressing all spells within a radius of five meters of the Holy Emblem, and removing most of the spell effects that have already taken effect, even the user of this weapon cannot use mana. It is a weapon against the caster, returning all combat from spells to the physical level. Only strong priests are qualified to wield the Spell Killer Shark Tooth in order to wield its power.

But if there's anyone in this world who is most proficient in avoiding hand-to-hand combat, it's a pure spellcaster. The tentacle chin first threw a few spells at Bernard, and after confirming that it didn't work, he immediately touched the heels of his feet against each other, accelerated suddenly, and ran away like a cheetah. He tested the approximate range of the "Annihilation" force field, and then took a safe distance of twice the radius, directly bypassing Bernard and running towards Feige.

"Alas......" Feige sighed in disappointment. He expected Bernard's defeat, but he didn't expect it to be so ugly. Feige tucked the cat teaser aside, his eyes fixed on the tentacle jaw, and his hands quickly fiddled with the lightning magic gun.

"Are you the strongest mage in this world?" the tentacle chin shouted in the runic language of the Creator, and two lightning javelins condensed into his hands as he ran. "Out of respect for you, I'll do my best!"

With that, two lightning javelins were thrown. Instead of the elongated, substantial, parabolic and aerodynamic true javelins, they are wacky energy spells that produce turns, constantly changing angles and directions. Feige raised his right hand, raised his index and middle fingers to make a circle in the air, and continued to fiddle with the magic gun with both hands. Two bolts of lightning quickly came in front of Feige, then narrowly grazed past him, and then flew harmlessly off into the distance.

The tentacle's jaw suddenly stopped, and the film-like eyelids blinked quickly from the left and right sides to the middle. "Missed?"

"They can't hit, even if they fly back. Yes, I can see what's behind me. No matter what Feige was up to, he finally adjusted the magic gun and aimed it at the tentacle jaw. At this point, the sinister lightning javelin went and returned, rushing towards Feige with greater speed and silence, and then missed the target again, grazing Feige's body and flying by. The tentacle jaw caught the javelin with both hands, and grasped it into two golden energy swords in his hands, looking at Feiqi with fierce eyes.

"Space spells?" he guessed.

Fei Qi nodded, acknowledging his means, and then raised his chin: "That energy sword of yours can break the protection formed by mana, right?"

"You've seen it?"

"Well, I did, but not as strong as you. I'm actually quite curious, what will be the effect of your mana-breaking energy sword when it encounters his mana-suppressing spell protection?"

"Tsk, I'll try it when I cut open your intestines with them. The tentacle chin snorted twice and said, "If in the previous diamond circle, only you could attack outward in one direction, and others would not be able to beat you." But you can't do that now, can you?"

"Yes, that's true. Thank you for the name, but that one isn't called a diamond circle, it's a spatial kaleidoscope. ”

"It doesn't matter. A mage's protection is his spell, so a sword that can break spell protection is the best way to kill him. ”

"That's right, but it's only half right. Fitch took the stick to his back and took a half-step back, standing on his feet back and forth.

"Feige, there's no point in backing down, you can't escape from my tracking, teleporting will only shorten the distance between us. Here's my tip for you. ”

"Thanks for the hint, but you're still only half right. After a sigh, Feiqi raised his magic gun and began to aim: "I didn't want to escape. ”

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