Angela had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he had encountered a terrible undead, for which he even had to use the soul crystal that his teacher had passed to him on his deathbed, which was said to summon a death knight.

But if that's all it takes, it can't be a nightmare.

What really made Angela feel like a nightmare was that he used the soul crystal to successfully summon the Death Knight, but was contemptuously called the "Black Knight" by the terrible undead. Immediately afterwards, the undead spirit he summoned didn't even have time to perform a move, and was separated by the other party's sword slapped with a corpse.

Yes, shoot.

It's not about cutting, chopping, chopping, or so on, it's just a slap on the head with the blade of the sword, and then the head is separated from the body.

Angela felt that the nightmare was terrifying.

Because after his strongest hole card was also shot to death, he was pressed to the ground by the opponent and rubbed.

It's like that's how it feels right now.

Angela felt a hot pain on her face.

Oh, by the way, he also seems to hear strange sounds?

"Dad, will this really make him wake up?" The sweet voice of a little girl.

"Of course." It was a man's voice, and it sounded like the nightmare voice in his dream, "If he doesn't wake up, rub it a few more times, and it doesn't matter how many layers of skin you shed anyway." ”

Wait a minute!

Angela suddenly realized that it was not a nightmare!

It's real!

Realizing all this, Angela suddenly opened his eyes, and then he was about to get up.

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded again: "Weak." ”

All his strength was completely withdrawn from Angela's body at this moment, leaving him with no strength other than breathing.

At this time, he finally had the mind to observe the situation around him.

He was no stranger to the place that came into view.

This is the place he has been hiding for all these years, a space carved out of a stone wall. This is his residence and the place where he usually experiments, and it is also the only place where his spiritual world can be at peace - anyone who plays with corpses and souls will basically have abnormal conditions such as madness, so they often inject a hypnotic message into their spiritual world, that is, their mental state can be relaxed in front of certain places or objects that are recognized by them.

He tilted his head slightly, finally seeing what was the thing that had just caused his face to feel a hot pain.

A bone whose tip has been ground up.

He remembered that this thing seemed to be used to beat those experimental materials, like the ribs of a certain demonic beast?

Angela doesn't remember it very well.

But he always felt that a very sweet and cute little girl, holding a miserable white bone and waving it, and wearing a skull on her head that seemed to be a cow skull or some other magical beast, this picture was really a bit weird. But perhaps because he had woken up, Angela saw that Anna was stumbling all the way back to her father's side, and then crawling onto top of her father with a sharp movement.

Following the trajectory of Anna's movements, Angela finally saw the man who gave him nightmares.

Or rather, an undead.

It's just that, whether it's a daughter or a father, the style of painting at this time obviously seems ......

Angela blinked, making sure she was not mistaken.

Su Yan sat Anna in his arms, and the little guy was wearing a skull of some kind of magical beast on his head, which didn't look hideous, but looked a little domineering because of the sharp horns extending from both ends. And on her right hand, she held a polished and smooth Warcraft rib, waved it a few times from time to time, and her mouth also emitted a "Xiu Xiu" sound dubbing, which was particularly active; And Su Yan also wears a monster skull on his head - one size bigger than the one on Anna's head, which seems to highlight the father-daughter relationship between the two.

It is worth mentioning that these materials were found in this "home" of Angela, and they were forced to be worn by Anna.

As a father who dotes on his daughter, after making sure that these things are not harmed by any traps, Su Yan naturally will not stop his daughter's fun.

It's just that unlike Anna who holds a rib in her hand, Su Yan is holding a book with a black-brown cover in her right hand.

At this time, after feeling Angela's awakening, Su Yan closed the book with the palm of his right hand, and his eyes also looked at Angela.

"Rejoice, Mr. Angela, you're still alive." Su Yan's tone was a little mocking.

"So, it seems that I still have the strength to give you a high look?" Angela ignored Su Yan's mocking tone.

"No, purely as a material, your level is too low, and I can only create a bone mage at most." Su Yan shook his head, his tone full of contempt, "Although the value is equivalent to the black warrior you summoned with the soul crystal before, it is still just a low-level undead with no self-awareness. In terms of value, it is far less than when you were alive, and as for the strength ......"

Su Yan shook his head with a contemptuous expression: "Forget it." ”

Angela's face flushed.

He's also a necromantic servant, and with the carrion and ghouls before him, he's confident enough to crush an infantry brigade head-on.

A brigade, usually about two hundred people.

However, he suddenly felt very depressed at the thought that all of his undead creatures, even his hole cards, had been destroyed by the terrible undead in front of him with a single blow.

"Who the hell are you?" Angela looked at Su Yan and finally couldn't help but speak, "I've never seen an undead spirit able to speak. ”

"That's because all you can manipulate and enslave is the lower undead." Su Yan pursed his lips, he picked Anna up from his arms, and then put her on the ground, letting her go and have fun by herself, "The real high-level undead, such as me, are all beings with wisdom and independent consciousness. ”

"High undead?" Angela was a little confused.

"There is a kind of undead creature that usually looks like an elegant nobleman, but in fact they have sharp fangs, and they like to suck human blood ...... the most" Su Yan didn't know if there was a vampire in this world, so he could only briefly describe the characteristics of vampires.

"I know! I know! However, after hearing Su Yan's words, Xiao Anna shouted excitedly, "I have seen it in my mother's books, this is a vampire!" is a very ancient and evil creature! ”

Angela looked at Su Yan, and his expression was completely saying: You can't be a fake, right?

"Ahem." Su Yan coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment, "That's right, my little Anna is so smart." …… Vampires are actually a type of undead creatures, but they belong to the category of higher undead like the Death Knights you thought before, and they are all self-aware and intelligent beings. If you could summon a Death Knight, I might have looked up to you, but you mistook the Black Knight for a Death Knight, which is simply ignorance. ”

Angela stiffened his neck, looking unconvinced: "You seem to have seen a death knight!" How do you know that I summoned a Black Knight? ”

"Because I have it too." Su Yan changed the book on his right hand to his left hand, and then snapped his fingers on his free right hand.

Right in front of Angela, two magic arrays suddenly appeared on the ground, and two black warriors armed with broad-bladed swords would gradually rise from inside.

These two Black Warriors are exactly the same as the "Death Knights" that Angra summoned before.

Seeing this, Angela was silent.

Clearly, he had finally accepted the fact that he was frustrated and helpless.

"As for the Death Knight, of course I can transform this creature into it, but only if I have the materials that meet the standards." Su Yan snapped his fingers again and counter-summoned the two black warriors, "Speaking of which, I have to admire your ignorance. Of the carrion corpses you made before, there were three of them that met the Black Warrior manufacturing standards, but you made them all into carrions instead of the Black Knight. …… I'd like to pry your head open and see what's inside, don't you know that the Black Warrior is a more powerful being than the carrion? ”

"I ...... I do not know. Angela's tone was a little bitter, "All my knowledge and abilities are taught by teachers. I ......"

"I know." Su Yan raised the book in his hand, but Angra, who was already immersed in his sad atmosphere, didn't see the strange look that flashed in Su Yan's eyes, "This book has already told me everything. There's some of it that's quite interesting. I have to say, you have to thank your teacher, because he left this book and saved your life. ”

Angela raised her head, looked at Su Yan, and finally asked again, "Your Excellency, who are you?" ”

"Me?" Su Yan shrugged his shoulders, and his gaze turned to Anna, who was playing an adventure game here, "A father who wants to protect his daughter." ”

As he said this, he tossed the book back to Angela.

But the weakened Angela simply could not reach for the book.

"As a price for your life, here are two things I took away." Su Yan got up, and then spoke, "The first item is naturally the task entrusted item you posted. To be honest, I really don't know what this purely ornamental thing is for, but I think if I take this thing and hand it over to the Mercenary Guild, the Mercenary Guild will definitely contact you to confirm it, right? ”

Angela seemed to have guessed the reason for her survival: "Yes. …… But Your Excellency, why do you do such a thing with your strength? ”

"I've already said that I'm just a father who wants to protect his daughter." Su Yan emphasized again, "As for the second thing." …… I have to say that you and your master have indeed researched a good thing. ”

Angra's face changed slightly: "Ring of Gratils!" ”

Su Yan took out a silver-white disc in his hand, but it was surrounded by twelve black crystals and a large number of magic symbols.

"Oh, so it's called the Ring of Gratils?" Su Yan flipped through the disc in his hand, and the look on his face was very satisfied, "This is indeed a very interesting magic prop." It seems to work by automatically absorbing the free mana in the air, and then converting this mana into a dead mist, so that all the undead in the dead mist can get a certain degree of strength increase. …… Unfortunately, when I shredded the entire fog of Monster Canyon, it seemed to have been damaged. ”

Angra's face was completely pale: "The Ring of Gratils...... Broken? ”

"In terms of results, yes." Su Yan nodded, "But I was in the Mercenary Guild before, but I saw a gold-level task to investigate and understand the cause of the fog in this canyon. …… I need to use this thing to hand in tasks, you know what I mean? ”

"I ...... I understand. Angela nodded helplessly.

What if you don't understand?

He can't beat people.

"Also, you really should stop practicing necromancy." After thinking about it, Su Yan spoke again, "Although you are not infected by the death qi and become undead, but your mental condition is actually affected by the death qi, so if you continue to study, your spirit will really collapse and become that kind of evil mage." It's not for nothing that all mages who have historically delved into necromancer magic have turned into that neurotic evil mage. ”

"But I'm ...... Nothing but necromancy. ”

"Your talent for magic is not bad, and if you can find a real mage, then you can actually learn other magic." Su Yan shrugged, "Okay, it's time for me to go." Your weakness will be lifted in a little more than half a day, and I hope that you will be alive and well until I return to Akara to hand in my mission. Do you know what I'd do if I found out that you were dead when I handed in the assignment? ”

Angela nodded, remembering that in the notebook his teacher had left him, there was a spell that tortured souls.