Because necromancers mainly play soul fire, and they are the real controllers of the sea of skeletons, necromancers with better talent usually have strong soul power, and they are not inferior to spirit mages at all.

Although the necromancer does not major in the spiritual department, he is outstanding in spiritual power, and although he is not comparable to the spiritual mage in terms of enemy detection, he is definitely stronger than the mages of other departments.

Not to mention the night, the third person in the group of necromancers in the academy.

When this lonely soul launched a sneak attack to go to the night body, the night immediately discovered the existence of this revenant, and at the risk of being eaten by magic, he directly threw out the soul fire that was ready to suppress the undead goblin, and beat the ghost revenant.

This also reflects his natural magic, the power of the land of the dead, if ordinary mages do this, they will be unable to move.

This kind of ghost, the general rune paper can only injure it, not kill it at all, if the common people encounter such a situation, throw out a piece of magic rune paper, hurt it and run away.

In the darkness of the night, it is not a matter of hurting, but of catching it. If the undead goblin just now made the night a little interested, then this ghost made him excited.

It's all because the night cultivation is a branch of undead magic, the soul class. A new subclass that was born after the establishment of the Empire of the Dead, which took necromancy to a new level.

This revenant may have been beaten a little hard by the night just now, and the entire ghost's body shook a little, and it was a little transparent when it was hit by a soul fire and a bunch of rune paper. You may think that the human in black in front of you is a little scary, so she walked directly through the earth and hid.

Usually this kind of ghost escapes by finding a place to hide nearby, just near his bones, about a place where the corpse qi is relatively heavy, this kind of ghost level is not very high, the IQ is not very high, and there is not so much wisdom. If it was really a high-level one, he would definitely be planted here at the level of his night apprentice just now, instead of being beaten by his paper talisman.

"Run! The more you run, the more excited I get. ”

Ignoring the fleeing ghost, the night turned around and walked towards the bag that his skeleton soldier was carrying, and after a while of fumbling with his big red cloth bag, he pulled out a black-and-yellow oil-paper umbrella.

This oil-paper umbrella is definitely the most valuable thing on the body of the night, there is no one.

The magic items have reached the third level, and if they are taken out to a larger city, they are worth at least four or five thousand gold coins, not to mention the contents inside, they are not discounted at all, because the umbrella bones of this umbrella are very valuable. This umbrella was not given by others, nor was it brought to this world in his previous life, but he made it himself in the night!

Ever since he was found to have a mage talent, Dark Night went to the Imperial Academy to study magic, and he majored in the soul department. And the night has been studying in the academy for a few years, and the knowledge learning is not bad, but the fight always suffers, so I think about getting myself a weapon to take advantage of, don't think about things like magic wands, the magic core of the necromancer system is not something that a dick like him can buy, so he can only exchange for something else.

And the night is playing the soul system in the necromancer, so he can only work hard in this direction, and if he wants to control the revenant, the best thing at his level is the soul suppression wood, of course, the higher the age of the wood, the better. This kind of wood is also sold in the Necromancer Association, but the minimum for a hundred-year piece is 2,000 gold coins, and the family is not very wealthy, so the night can only take his attention away from the counter of the Necromancer Association and turn to the huge Eastern Desert North Mountain Range in his backyard.

When he was a four-star apprentice in the dark night, he boldly broke into the East Desert North Mountain Range, and he probably felt that he was a scumbag, so he didn't go far and ran back, and this time he was almost not sucked to death by the good old man, and that was also the first time he saw his old man so angry after he was adopted in the night, and he didn't dare to steal it in the future.

It is conceivable that our night magic apprentice went in and rubbed it, and it was impossible to find good things, but life is sometimes so difficult to fathom.

After walking around the mountains of the Eastern Desert North in the dark night, he didn't get any good things, but he actually found one when he was buying firewood. This kind of thing is usually like a dead vine, usually lying on the ground, very thin. It is no different from other wood, only a hundred years old this kind of wood will stand upright, like a small tree, and the one bought back as firewood in the night is at least two hundred years old, just this one in the Necromancer Association at least five thousand gold coins.

And this one in the hand of the night may be cut because it was used as firewood, and it was not cut from the root when it was cut, only half of it was cut, and it was impossible to make a staff without inlaid magic core, but it could not be wasted, and the carving that the night learned at that time carved this half of the soul wood into an umbrella bone, and he took out his own family foundation, and invited an intermediate alchemist to make an umbrella for himself, and this black and yellow oil-paper umbrella with red runes was done.

He didn't get any spell skills in the dark of this umbrella, and the soul suppression wood itself has the function of nourishing souls, so he made a rune to absorb, store and control the souls of the dead, which also drained his family.

After taking out his baby oil paper umbrella, he took out a paper bag from his red cloth bag, opened it to reveal the white powder inside, and took a handful of it carefully. With his dog-like nose, he sniffed at the place where the ghost had disappeared just now, and scattered the white powder in his hand in all directions, and when the white powder was sprinkled on the place where the ghost had disappeared, a straight line appeared on the ground, an intermittent straight line, stretching towards the woods on the northeast side.

"I'll just say, how could a junior low-IQ ghost escape from this high-level earth-based magic method turned out to be all a trick. I'll see where you're going this time!"

After saying that, he didn't chase the ghost, but turned around and went back to deal with the undead goblin who was still trapped in the bone spear, this goblin was not dead, he was still struggling there, the undead couldn't talk about death, as long as the fire of his soul was not extinguished, even if he cut off his head, he would still be alive.

The night walked up to the pile of bone spears, and looked seriously at the undead goblin whose body was pierced by his own bone spear.

Weak explosion!

This is the evaluation of this goblin by the night.,It seems that this goblin fell off after death.,When he became a zombie.,I didn't cultivate myself well.,I didn't even have hair.,I don't know where to suck the breath of death.,There's no advantage in adding height.,It's not strong after becoming a zombie.,You can bully and bully the common people.,Even he, a mage apprentice, can't beat it.,The night is really scarlet.。

There is no way! Don't want to improve your combat effectiveness like this, you can only seize it and go to the Necromancer Association to sell it for money.

The dark night directly transported his soul fire, concentrated his mental power, and pressed the soul fire on his left hand towards the goblin head that was struggling in the bone spear, it may be that this undead goblin really felt the fear of this miserable green ghost fire, and kept holding his dog-like teeth in the bone spear, shaking his head all over the place, not letting the soul fire on the left hand of the night press into his skull.

"Yo, it's smart, but it's all in vain. After saying that, the Night Eye quickly pressed the soul fire on his left hand directly into the head of this undead goblin.

I saw that the body of this undead goblin seemed to have a great fear, and the soul fire between the two eyes was convex, violently fluctuating, the whole body trembled violently, and even a mouthful of dog teeth directly bit off his dog tongue. After struggling for a while, the undead goblin directly stabilized, and the soul fire in his eyes was no longer beating as violently as before, but tended to be stable, like the light of a windless candle, it seemed quiet!

Zombies are just different from skeletons, and I really don't know where to suck the dead air. ”

"Huh, zombies........ Dead ....... No, I'm going to hit the big luck. ”

The night watched as this undead goblin was finally controlled by himself, and muttered to himself, suddenly he had a revelation, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and finally he almost jumped up directly.

Dark Night immediately withdrew his spell bone spear, and released the undead goblin that was controlled by himself, rubbing his little hands in front of this goblin, pacing back and forth.

"No, absolutely not, even if it's a black light, you have to go and see it, if this is really a chance, isn't this the junior rank beckoning to you, how stupid it would be if I didn't go. But my grandfather wouldn't let me enter the mountain......... Oh no, I'm sorry grandpa. ”

After finishing the night, he threw a corpse raising technique on his skeleton soldier who was smashed into bones by goblin zombies, and the bones of the skeleton soldier that had been scattered just now were reassembled and stood up directly. Night, with four skeleton soldiers and a zombie goblin, began to revolve around the woods.

Standing in the woods in the dark night, scratching his ears and cheeks, and still talking to himself, "The dragon is like the first plump..... , shaped like a turtle cover.......... , Fang is righteous, no, no, the dragon head is there. But what about this turtle, the turtle doesn't, it seems that this one is wrong... Not here, shouldn't be!"

"Forget it, it's really difficult, don't look for it! I still have to learn, there is no end to this knowledge learning, it may not be mine in my life, or find my little ghost." After the night was finished, he was not entangled.

It may be that this kind of person is really open-minded, or it may be that he has a big heart.

When the night turned around to look for the ghost who had just escaped, he heard a banging sound coming from the place where he had just fought..............