Twenty military merits!

At such a cost, the night neutralized the reward of his third-class and third-class Medal of Excellence.

In exchange, there are two books about the master's cultivation experience of the beginner-level necromancer magic and a middle-level rare soul-type necromancer spell.

He didn't choose such a thing as a secret method, the profession of necromancer rose too late, no more than other mages, how many years the undead empire was established, how many years the necromancer developed, and similarly, the necromancy is still climbing on the road of glory, and no one knows when the peak of this glory will be, including his night.

Based on this, the so-called secret method in necromancy will never exceed three hundred and fifty years old, and even if it exceeds this history, not to mention the secret method, even a complete set of classics may not be sound, let alone the emerging soul necromancer profession.

That secret method doesn't exist!

It's not a soul class of the undead secret method for him at all, even if the secret method of the real counterpart class type is given to him, the night doesn't dare to look at it, who knows what evil thing it is, the word secret law already means a fragment, it's not worth it!

The last choice of the night is very sensible.

When he got his hands on this mid-level rare soul-type necromancer spell, he knew he had chosen the right one!

Soul Coordination!

A rare middle-level soul-type necromancy, he had never heard of such a soul-type exclusive magic in the middle-level necromancer group.

The water of the pond is deep and secluded, the waves are not alarming, calm and unhurried, silent, sometimes for the spring, sometimes for the spin, absorb, return to the dead!

- Abona and Racregi the Shadewalkers.

This is the preface to this spell.

It's not a combat spell, but a passive and unconventional cultivation technique, and it's more part-time to partially amplify the power of battle.

By pulling the whole soul to tear and tear apart, mix its soul essence to refine its own soul for many years, so that the soul always reaches a clear and clear state, when fighting, its own clear and clear soul will play a short burst, that is, the improvement of soul power, this kind of improvement completely depends on the accumulation of usual essence, the stronger the accumulation, the greater the power of the explosion.

However, after the outbreak of this kind of intermediate soul type spell, there is a side effect, that is, the soul will wilt for three months to half a year after application.

A soul necromancer's exclusive spell comparable to the occult level, the night has never heard of this type of spell, let alone the name soul coordination, nor have I heard of the original creators of this spell, Abona and Racreji.

And what kind of profession is a shade walker?

Or is it a ban?

I searched through my mind in the dark and didn't find a history that matched it, and I couldn't find Abona or Racregui, maybe his knowledge was too shallow, but this technique was really powerful.

The improvement of soul power, for the night, often means the rise of the star level, this effect usually occurs on the Dou Qi sword master, there are quite a lot of secret methods of this type of Dou Qi, and the necromancer's, not to mention that it is still a soul class, he has seen it for the first time.

Twenty military merits are worth it!

This kind of secret method was put up for auction in the underground of Dongxi City, and it was estimated that it would start at least one million gold coins, but it was easily exchanged for military merits at Jialan Mountain Pass, and he finally knew why Chebi Lieji had to sign his name on the military conscription order after graduation.

Bang!

When he walked under the Necromancer Guild in the dark, his left shoulder was slammed, and a somewhat short necromancer suddenly jumped in front of him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, senior, are you okay?"

"It's fine!"

The night looked at the necromancer and said coldly.

"It's okay if you're okay, then I'll go!"

The necromancer said a word to the night, then turned and passed him.

"Shouldn't you give me the three books I 'dropped' before you leave?"

The night stared at this thin figure, and his eyes narrowed.

"What did you say?"

The man calmly glanced back at the night, and his face was at a loss.

"You're from Gadot Academy?"

"Senior, I'm from the class of 300. ”

The little necromancer shook his wrist, apparently trying to show the night his ranks.

A one-star beginner-rank necromancer's robe!

The dark night shook his head with a sneer, what the hell! There are only one hundred and eighty-four necromancer students left in his class, and no one knows anyone, and obviously he doesn't know the person in front of him who is wearing the uniform of Gado Academy.

"In the manual of military discipline and strict orders of mages, Chapter 7 and 26 stipulate that if a mage engages in theft, he will be punished with 30 military sticks in the light case and 50 military sticks in the heavy case.

Chapter 18 stipulates that if a mage steals an item awarded for military merit, he will be directly expelled from the Necromancer Association in the case of minor cases, and the death penalty will be imposed in the worst case.

And the three books I 'dropped' were the items exchanged for the third-class and third-class medals, and there was also the seal of the Imperial Military Merit Department on them, didn't you pick them up?"

"Senior, you're kidding, I'm ........"

"Stop! look at that. ”

The night interrupted him directly, and a finger pointed to the right side of his head.

Small Scout Eye!

"Ahaha! Senior, are these three copies? I thought someone dropped it, I picked it up for you, and now I'll give it back to you, no thanks. ”

The little necromancer didn't look up at all, he snorted at the night, put the three books in his hand back into the night's hand, and slipped out of the crowd.

The night looked at him and was stunned, it was not a soul walking spell skill but it was fast and abnormal, and he walked silently, this person should be a pair of talents, assassin and necromancer talent, but I don't know if his assassin talent is undead.

Flipped through the three books, and threw them directly into the space ring after no mistakes, and really let Chebireji say, there are a lot of thieves, but the night doesn't care much about this kind of character at all, and the assassins of the same rank in the strong are weak chickens in his eyes, and their body and hand speed are also vain!

A small episode, the night didn't pay attention to it at all, if this person didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't mind passing this person's actions to the Necromancer Guild, this organization was an organization that didn't allow sand in its eyes, and he wouldn't mind cleaning up a stinky fish.

The underground part of Jialan Mountain Pass is really different, and the impression of coming here at night is one point, that is, chaos, very messy!

Not only are there people wearing necromancer robes flooding this place, but there are also mages from other departments, and there are a lot of swordsmen, and even civilians wearing armor and hanging blood-dried-up swords are not a few.

And this place is simply a vegetable market, noisy, noisy, people come and go, but there is a characteristic that the people here are all soldiers from Jialan Mountain Pass, and what they do is to buy and sell.

Selling everything is even more everything.

The golden light armor, the toothless sword, the nearly three-meter-long knight's spear, not only weapons and armor, but also some other clothes, books, and all kinds of things, and even a certain part of the demonic beast's body that still has blood on it.

After walking around the basement floor for most of the night, I can be regarded as having a general understanding of the world below the Necromancer Guild.

This is a place where war spoils are sold, and it is stipulated in the Imperial Military Discipline Manual, and it is not specifically stipulated that the seizure on the battlefield is owned by individuals, and this military discipline regulation may be the reason for the prosperity here.

The first floor is more chaotic, and the people on the ground basically have to set foot in this place when they pass through here, and when they look at the messy place at night, they feel that no one should be managing it, otherwise it can't become a vegetable market, and the things sold in it are not good things, and the basic civilian sellers account for the majority.

As for the booty they got on the battlefield, you can imagine that there are basically no good things, if you get a thousand commanders with swords or armor or something, it may be considered a rare goods.

The night stepped directly into the second floor, although this floor was not as crowded as the previous floor, but at least there was a place to put his feet, and after looking around, he decisively gave up this floor and walked down.

Nothing else, since it is a place to sell trophies, you can't find a place where there are many civilian soldiers and sellers, and it is conceivable that even if there are good things, they can't reach them, and they are looking for officers with the least captain's rank, or mage's stalls, and the good things are in their hands, because at least they know the goods and know what is valuable and what is not.

Unless you have the heart to pick up leaks, you may wander around the stalls of those civilians, but how easy is it to pick up leaks?

I don't believe that civilian soldiers get something they don't know, and they won't go to an appraiser to have a long eye.

Going directly down to the fifth floor, the night is a little different, although it is also a noisy sound that fills the eardrums, but there is a rule here, the stalls are neat and tidy, and it is not at all the messy nowhere to put your feet on the fifth floor.

And the things sold here are also a little interesting, which is armor and mage robes!

It is all these two items, and the armor has two colors, one white and one black, among the six empires of the West France Continent, the Empire of the Undead is still black, so the armor of the soldiers is black from top to bottom, no matter how gorgeous the high-grade armor, the main color is basically this color, and the Bright Empire is still white, which shows how the white armor in this place is obtained.

There may be some white armor with lingering resentful spirits, armor is no better than weapons, and there is only one way to get the enemy's battle armor, and that is to pick it from the dead.

Similarly, the mage robe is similar, and I have never heard of someone who ran away on the battlefield and stripped off his clothes.

It is understandable to pick up the enemy's robe and sell it, after all, the price of a high-level mage robe or battle armor is also very expensive, there are thousands of gold coins, not to mention hundreds of thousands of millions, how can there be fewer rich officers who die on a huge battlefield.

But what about the black armor and necromancer robes that are sold?

The night will never simply think that these people will take out what they can't wear in exchange for "pocket money".

As you can imagine!

When you are alive, you are like brothers and sisters on the battlefield, but after your brother dies.......