After waiting for a while, he got up with all his heart disappointed, walked out of the range of the magic array, and wanted to go over and knock on the door.

But after taking two steps, my heart stopped.

Mentor Mark should be cultivating, a saint-level Dharma Saint is cultivating, which is destined to consume a lot of time.

At least a month, or more.

According to Mark, it would take a month for an average apprentice to drain the necromancy weapon, and he left eleven pieces to absorb to his heart's content.

It's a pity that Mark still didn't expect that he could condense in a very short time and refine at eleven times the speed.

In two hours, it completed the cultivation speed of other magicians for a year, and even the level of magic power directly reached the amount of a third-level magician.

Moreover, there is no burden on the body yet.

This level of cultivation is too simple for the wholehearted body.

Even in a hundred times more difficult, it is not a problem.

Mark can't come out in a short time, and if he wants to cultivate, he needs to rely on himself.

"Well, it's time to go out and see if the courses of other professors will help me." After thinking about it, I made up my mind and wanted to go out for a walk.

In his previous life, he was very familiar with the Yujin Academy, but in this life, he was too unfamiliar.

There are only vague impressions in many places, and he needs to understand what he is doing slowly.

"Roland, you continue to read, there is a magic potion next to you, when you are hungry, you drink it, my advice to you is to cultivate spiritual magic, this kind of magician who does not need to condense the magic of the elements, should be very suitable for you, as for what you choose, I don't care."

After saying this, he put on the robe of the necromantic apprentice wholeheartedly, directly pushed open the dean's door and walked out.

After leaving wholeheartedly, Roland breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look at the magic book in his hand, and the knowledge in the book immersed Roland.

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Walking down the dimly lit corridors, listening to the echo of footsteps, eerie, terrifying, that's what Necronomicon Academy is all about.

The ghosts that float by from time to time make this place feel like a haunted house.

No, even scarier than a haunted house.

"Haha, I succeeded, I succeeded, I finally became a fifth-level magician, I'm now a magister, haha......"

There was a roar of excitement, and one by one opened wide, and out came a wizened magician.

The mage's face was dry, as if it was a dried corpse, and the strong aura of death permeated him, which was a situation that could not be mastered after promotion, as long as he was given a little time, he could master everything.

"Who are you?" Fan. Frank looked at Quanxin curiously.

It's incredible that a magic apprentice should appear here.

You must know that this area is exclusive to Dean Mark, and the people who can come in are either students or friends of Dean Mark.

And he, naturally, was one of Mark's students.

"I'm Mentor Mark's new apprentice, I don't know who you are?" looked at the man in front of him and said slowly with all his heart.

"Ah, it turned out to be junior brother, haha, I'm Fan. Frank, one of your senior brothers, and the only senior brother in the academy at present, since you are a junior brother, let's go, I'll take you around. When Frank heard this, he was interested.

When you are in a good mood, it is so pleasing to the eye to see the whole heart.

"Thank you, brother." Someone to lead, of course, can save more time.

"Let's go, let me tell you, this is the place of the mentor, this layer, except for me, there is only you, no, there is also the mentor, and the rest are not living people."

"By the way, when did you become a student of the mentor?" Frank is very talkative.

As we walked, we introduced and asked at the same time.

He could see that he wasn't lying, otherwise he could feel it.

"During the day today, the mentor has gone to cultivate, and I am idle, so I will go out for a walk and see what the situation is here." Answer casually with your heart, look around with both eyes, remember everything around you, and prevent you from making a mistake next time.

This floor is not large, there are only thirty rooms, but in these rooms, Mark's trophies are placed.

Some corpses, or some materials, some books, etc., a large number of alchemy props appeared, randomly placed in various rooms.

After Frank's simple explanation, I have a certain understanding.

"Has the mentor cultivated? It's really unfortunate that I just broke through and wanted to make my mentor happy. Frank said disappointedly.

"Well, if the mentor knows, he will be happy."

"Hehe, let's go, I'll take you down to have a look, by the way, take a walk, this Necromantic Academy, but unlike other places, those professors and honest are all outside, no longer in the teaching building, and those who can be in the building are either the dean, or some students."

Talkative Frank, with all his heart, visits layer by layer.

In the Necromantic Building at night, there were no living people except for two people.

There are too few of all the students who are either cultivating or listening to lectures outside and moving around at will.

It took a full hour to walk the main body of the Necronomion Building, which shows the vastness of the building.

"Let's go, I'll take you out, without my protection, you will be injured, those necromancers, although low-level, are still a lot." The more Frank talked, the happier he became.

Pull the whole heart, and you have to leave the Necrogenic Building.

It's like going to a fun place with all your heart.

At the same time, Frank actually uses hypnotic magic. A small exercise of the spirit.

This situation made the whole heart smile.

Without resistance, he followed Frank's movements and walked out.

As the two of them make their way to a huge graveyard, Frank suddenly lets go of his hand and keeps his heart in place.

"Senior brother, it's your turn today, haha, I was miserable by those senior brothers before, it's okay, you will just be a little injured, you won't die, go ahead, fight the necromancers, and experience the touch of the necromancy." Frank looked at Quanxin with a wicked smile, and a puff of smoke appeared, saying that his body was covered and merged with the surrounding necromantic aura.

Simple stealth magic, used by a fifth-level magician, was too simple.

Hearing Frank's voice, I was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Frank didn't want to harm him, but to educate him and help him, which should be regarded as the routine of Mark's department, every new student will experience death, experience the necromancy, and get in close contact with the necromancy.

And there is not the slightest murderous aura in Frank's body.

It seems that this is true.

This senior brother is not bad.

Pretending to be at a loss, he continued to walk forward with all his heart.

"Hey, mentally, it's not very good, it should be that the talent of the death line is relatively strong, and when you are injured, I will definitely save you."

The deep voice echoed in Quanxin's ears, Frank never dreamed of him, and his every move was watched with Quanxin.

Without piercing, he continued to move forward, feeling the intensity of the dead spirits around him, and a happy smile appeared on his face with all his heart.

It is worthy of the Yujin Academy, and there are many high-level necromancy.

For example, at the bottom of this large tomb, a saint-level zombie is lying there.

As for the upper level, some fragile low-level skeletons, slow-moving sluggish zombies, these, for ordinary people, are the end times.

But for a third-level magician, it's too fragile.

Perhaps, that saint-level zombie is a good prey.

Feeling in his pocket, Bato lay there quietly, with Bato's help, there should be no problem in subduing the saint-level zombies.

"No, this zombie can't be subdued because it should be someone, or just a summon from a dean."

Thinking of this, I was a little disappointed.

"Click......"