Necromancers can be converted into lichs, but not every mage can be converted into lichs. The Lich is truly undead, the zombie skeleton is a dead creature, and the Charr is a living creature like the half-hanged Deadrider, but the Lich is a paradox between death and survival.

There are various gods in this world, and the Grim Reaper is one of them. The rule that defines a life as death is that the god of death sees your lifespan to zero, and the god of death as a concept is everywhere in this plane, if you want not to die, you have to find a way to avoid the eye of death, so that he can't see your lifespan.

Therefore, the way to transform into a lich is to make a hole in the space, and then use this hole as the core to create a magic box, and then seal your life into it. This way, the Grim Reaper cannot see the caster's lifespan and cannot determine whether the lich is dead or not.

So the lich who successfully casts the spell falls into a paradox, 'he may or may not be dead'. Because he doesn't know what his lifespan is, and death can't see his lifespan.

So no matter what the lich's ** is destroyed, these guys will quickly come back to life. The only way to kill the Lich once and for all is to find its lifebox. But this is often just the beginning of the cheat, because the time and space where the lifebox is sealed is another plane, and after a year on the outside, it may only be a second on the inside. So many times, after a lot of hardships, the life box was opened, but the god of death decided that the other party was still alive......

There are now a total of twenty-three thousand two hundred and fifty-one registered spellcasters, but only eighty-three of them are lichs. As the top spellcaster of the Undead Empire, every Lich's existence is precious.

The reason why this situation occurs is because lifespan is linked to the soul, and if you want to seal this concept, it involves quite esoteric soul spells, which ordinary mages can't play. After cutting the soul, you must have a strong spiritual power to control your broken spirit, complete the second stage of spellcasting, and stuff your life into the life box. Many mages go crazy straight out in the second stage, so the Lich's conversion success rate is pitifully low.

Charles couldn't figure out how the diviner in front of him, Sybil, had completed the second stage of the spell with the loss of a large number of souls, and was his spirit strong enough to ignore the wounds on his soul.

"Everyone who can change the strings of fate is a strong man of the times, and when I was still alive, I interpreted dreams for a man," Sybil's eyes burned, which made Charles wonder if this man had a leg with her, "Do you know Cassa Thor?" ”

"The great hero who led the human race against the elves and then succeeded in building the country." As the background of the game, Charles is still well aware of this celebrity from more than 500 years ago. After all, the royal families of the seven human kingdoms all have the same surname as Kasha.

"Well, because he stole and ate the golden apple, the holy relic of the elves, he had the power to change his fate. The result of my original divination for him was that he would become a good father and a good farmer, and be a serf for the elves diligently for the rest of his life. Sybil took a book the thickness of a Xinhua dictionary from the bookcase, and then said mysteriously, "Guess how he changed his dreams later?" ”

"Shout out against the tyranny of the elves! The world belongs to man! Lead the revolutionary army to overthrow the elven rule. "Well, Charles is all nonsense.

"He tried his best to get close to his elven lord, starting as a clever little servant, and finally succeeded in soaking this pure elf, when she was only one hundred and thirty-two years old, just coming of age. The difference between rebellion and the race that the pursuit of love made her forget was simply unable to resist the ** love poems that were secretly placed on her cabinet every day, which was the biggest mistake she made in her life! And the final ending also proves that she is silly and cute. Kasha, this bastard, is a big carrot! ”

Charles felt that this was not a dream at all, but a real story......

"Do you know where this elf is now?" Sybil sighed a little resentfully, "After being betrayed by her lover, she was exiled by her clan and could never return to the Elven Tree of Life. ”

Ay? Aren't you the Elven Lord......

"I don't want to say too much about this topic," Sybil skillfully changed the subject, "Anyway, you remember, if you want to change your fate, you must at least have great power." Your current ability can only cut through the skin of fate, and if you want to completely change the outcome of your death, you must have the power to defeat that human knight. ”

He shoved the heavy book into Charles's arms, and with a wave of Sybil's hand, the chair under Charles' ass fluttered and carried him to the door of the classroom, and then poured him out.

"Put this book under your head on the night of the moon's fullest every month, and it will help you reopen your dreams, and by the time you can defeat your enemies, you'll have enough power to change your fate."

Poof, the door closed, and Charles stood in the hallway with a book in his arms.

After listening to an emotional story and getting a magic book, he felt that he had earned his lesson.

It was lunchtime, and he felt that he needed to replenish his strength, and the cafeteria of a department like the Emperor's ** Academy, no matter how bad it was, would it......

But when he ran to the location of the cafeteria according to the roadside signs, he found that there is always a gap between the ideal and the reality. There were three or four people sitting scattered in the palatial cafeteria, and Charles glanced to the right, just in time to see the minotaur who was two heads taller than him, his eyes full of tears, covering his mouth and running out with a pale face.

Feed...... Before Charles could shout, the other party threw himself on the flower bed, and a yellow-green mosaic of unknown objects gushed out of his mouth......

I rub, what the hell is this! Could it be that the canteen is engaged in biochemical experiments?

"Huh? Why did you come here? The mage's apprentice, Kelsa, looked at Charles like a diorama.

"Eat......" Seeing the strong man's reaction just now, Charles was a little hesitant.

However, Kaelsa clutches a brown dough and nibbles with great joy, which makes Charles doubt his judgment.

"I didn't expect you to have any money, I thought you were the young master of a noble family," Kaelsa said with an expression that everyone was a good brother of the proletariat, "Sit down and eat together." ”

"Why are there so few people here?" Well, Charles is indeed quite poor, with three silver pennies on him.

"Huh? Don't you know? Since last semester, the college cafeteria has been contracted by the Lich Dietrich, who calls himself the greatest gourmand of his time, and then claims to bring a revolution in taste to his classmates, and says that all students will not need money to eat here in the future. ”

Sounds like a good thing......

"But it's a pity that although Dietrich is one of the thirteen white-robed lichs of the empire and is in the upper position in the Council of the Dead Moon, his taste system has gone wrong after his reincarnation, so the food he cooks tastes strange......"

Charles glanced at the bowl of gray rice porridge in front of Kaelsa, which was still bubbling like magma...... However, Dietrich's undead puppet-making skills are still quite strong, and the dozen or so skeleton shelves in the kitchen perfectly repeat the actions of the chef lich, and the demon's taste is not bad at all.

"Then why are you still eating......" Charles really had to look up at Kelsa, who could even eat this kind of thing in order to save money......

"I put a 'taste shield' on myself so I can eat it." Kaelsa rubbed her palms, quite enthusiastic, "Do you want one?" ”

Forehead...... Do you really want to eat this......

"There are restaurants outside the school, but the price is a little more expensive."

"Approximately."

"Poor students bring their own lunches, and there are many powerful people in the military academy, and the slaughtering hall outside is at least one-fifth of the imperial gold coin."

Well, I had to give up, and Charles only had three silver pennies on him, which was worth about one seventieth of a gold coin...... So he took Kaelsa's advice.

"Mask the palate!"

With the mindset of dying, Charles took the dough with a skin as charred as black charcoal.

"Wow! This plasma pie tastes so good, it seems that there is really electricity running in the mouth! ”

"The fury of the flames, the magma turbulence, the rice porridge is also so emotional! The sauce exploded in my mouth! ”

"Huh? And this Holy Light Burst Bun! I rub! I feel the call of the Light! ”

"Churros!? There are still fritters!? Grim Reaper's Dream Fritters? I feel like I'm out of here......"

Charles held his plate and burst into tears, it turns out that the lich's delicacies must be spelled on themselves before they can be properly tasted......

"What's the matter with the minotaur who ran out just now?" If you don't like it, don't come to eat, why do you have to go heroically.

"Oh, that, there is a rule in the school that every student must come to the cafeteria for a meal once a year to get credit."

So even the grazing minotaurs have to come and eat......

Kelsa drank the rice porridge in one gulp, and then pulled her eyes down, "How about you going to Sybil's side for divination, that thing has a strange temper, and I didn't study the nervous system of animals, so I turned you into a frog and boiled it in warm water." ”

Did Sybil ever do such a thing before...... Charles sighed that he was lucky and didn't get out of the pot.

"No, she gave me the book." Charles put the book on the table.

When Kelsa saw the cover of the book, he rose from his seat and nearly toppled the table.

"Do you know what this is!" Kaelsa is looking at the Charles like a monster at this moment!

"What ......" There is no such thing as identification in the real world, and Charles can't figure out what kind of magical item this old-looking Xinhua dictionary is.

"Nightmare of the Goddess of Fate!" Kelsa carefully picked up the book and gently rubbed it against the leather cover, "It is said that the threads of fate are entwined with it, and those who use this book can continue to hone their martial arts skills in their dreams, and even mages can study subjects in their dreams." ”

"Doesn't sound useful......"

"How is that possible!? You have double the time to outdo others! Moreover, the world it manifests in dreams has the same rules and concepts as the real world, so that mortals can practice various skills in dreams, and its value is equivalent to copying the truth of the world! Kaelsa touched the cover and loved it.

But Charles really wanted to tell him...... The Flame Burst of Fury, the Magma Turbulence, and the rice porridge turned over on him......