Chapter 28: Demonized Rats

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Small in stature, stooping and looking very weak.

Brimstone City has recruited a large number of kobolds to mine because of the sulfur veins.

Miners are a high-risk profession, and most miners die in mines. And the bodies of those dead kobolds will be sent here.

It takes much more death energy to resurrect a zombie than it does to resurrect a skeleton. Kobolds are too short and weak to be resurrected as zombies, so necromancers usually resurrect several kobold skeletons to clean up or use as cannon fodder.

Equal treatment was given to gnomes and goblins.

Here at the necromancer, they get the same treatment!

The fleshless jaws of the ko-headed skeleton slowly opened and closed with a clicking sound, and another sharp voice rang out, bringing greetings from the graveyard owner.

"Strange skeleton mage, what are you doing here? You are not welcome in the great necromancer. Leave now, or your actions will be seen as provocation, and the necromancer doesn't mind having an extra skeleton henchman who can cast spells! ā€

Skeletons are unable to speak because they do not have vocal cords that can make sounds.

Only very high-level skeleton mages can use spells to simulate their vocal cords, make sounds, and communicate verbally with others. But even so, there were no ups and downs in the words spoken, just like a mechanical voice, calm and unwavering.

But the voice Gavin heard was subdued, and his voice was full of threats!

Only a legendary-level Skeletron can speak with emotional ups and downs like a living person.

Could it be that this little skeleton in front of him turned out to be a Skeletron?

"Pretending to be a ghost."

Gavin suddenly raised his staff, and a ray of death shot from the tip of the staff, striking the kobold man on the head.

"Ahh It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Help, master! The Skeleton Mage is going to kill! ā€

The kobold skeletal man was motionless, but a small mouse emerged from the skull, screaming and running towards the graveyard.

It's pretty fast.

"Murder? I'm not going to kill. I'm going to kill you, a rat who pretends to be a ghost! ā€

Gavin swung his staff again, and a flash of lightning struck the mouse.

Tremor Shock, Tier 0 spell.

Summons a faint electric current to hit the opponent, dealing a certain amount of click damage while paralyzing the opponent's body, making it impossible to move normally for a short time.

The rat was struck by the electric current and fell to the ground, trembling all over, unable to speak.

"Lord...... Master, save ...... Help me! Kill...... Kill the rats! Squeak doesn't want to die, help! ā€

Gavin looked at the rat in the distance, slightly surprised.

It was a gray-haired rat covered in white ash, and one was hiding in the skull of a dog-headed skeleton man. Because the body is too small, it is difficult to detect.

The intelligence of ordinary mice is only 1-2 points, and with such a low intelligence, it is impossible to learn any language at all, let alone the lingua franca of the Continent of the Gods.

The mouse in front of him was not an ordinary mouse, but a mouse-transformed by magic, and there were traces of magical transformation on its body.

A magical beast, to be exact.

A magical beast with intellectual expertise.

Although the physique is weak, the soul is strong.

Although the strength is small and the speed is not too fast, the intelligence is very high and the spirit is strong.

Intelligence at least 8 points or above.

Magical beasts with intellectual expertise are rare, and the owner of this graveyard does not seem to be as simple as he imagined.

Gavin remained still, but he clenched his oak staff, ready to attack, or flee quickly.

At this moment, a sigh suddenly sounded in the cemetery, and a man wearing a gray cloak and a gray hood appeared in the cemetery.

It was a necromancer.

Because he was wrapped in a cloak, he couldn't see his true face clearly, and he couldn't tell what race he was.

He held a skull staff in his hand, the top of the staff was a skull soaked and shrunken with a special potion, the handle of the staff was made directly from the bones of some kind of creature, and many runes were carved on it, and the rune lines were filled with melted powder.

The Skull Staff is the necromancer's favorite staff, as it is easy to source, inexpensive, and has a bonus for casting necromancer.

This skull staff is at least much better than Gavin's oak staff.

Gavin noticed that the cloak on the necromancer's body was also a magic item, embroidered with silver thread into a magic pattern, with quite a few pentagram and hexagram, and many other patterns. There is death energy flowing on the silver thread.

It's a nice magic cloak with the ability to store mana, and it's also solidified with some sort of necromancy, most likely a defensive necromancy, such as death armor.

This magic cloak is no less valuable than that skeletal staff.

Combined, the two pieces are worth at least a hundred gold coins.

This is a very wealthy necromancer, and it seems that he mixes well in Brimstone.

Gavin ordered the lone wolf to be on full alert.

The other party should be a second-order necromancer.

If you really fight, you can only escape!

Gavin wasn't too worried, though.

Necromancers belong to the death camp, and most of them are biased towards the order camp. They are not demons of the chaotic camp, and they will not attack others for no reason, even a skeleton mage who is full of temptation for a necromancer.

Sure enough, when the necromancer was some distance from the tombstone, he stopped, not too far ahead.

He raised his head slightly, and the old hoarse voice sounded.

"Strange skeleton mage, please forgive the squeaky rudeness. I'm a no-nonsense necromancer who just wants to live in peace in this graveyard. If you have anything to say, please say it. ā€

The voice doesn't seem to be fake, and there are no illusion casting fluctuations, and the necromancer in front of him should be very old.

Necromancers have eternal life and do not age. In other words, he was already very old before he became a necromancer.

It's interesting.

Mages have high requirements for intelligence, because only by learning enough knowledge, only if they are smart enough, can they parse spells, learn spells, and cast spells.

And as a person ages, their reflexes and memory gradually decline. If a person does not become a mage when they are young, it is almost impossible to become a mage again when they are old.

The necromancer in front of him did not make Gavin feel an unmatchable threat, and his professional level was not too much, about level 6-8, a mid-level necromancer.

Assuming that he had become a mage when he was young, then decades later, he was still only a mid-level necromancer, and obviously his intelligence was not too high, definitely not more than 15 points.

So here's the problem.

His intelligence is not too high, and he has absolutely no ability to conduct research on magic beasts, let alone create a magic mouse with intellectual expertise.

So, what exactly is the truth?