After 24 hours, Charles finally returned to the dungeon with peace of mind.

The process of waking Connie was difficult, and compared to Charles's situation at the time, she seemed to be taken care of.

Whether he was shaking, shouting, or even slapping his face, the woman in front of him who had passed out on the straw pile still did not react, and even her breathing did not change in the slightest.

If he could turn the pages through the books at this moment, he could probably find out what kind of spell he had fallen under and find a solution, but now the books had been transferred by him to the back of the door.

"Do you have to wait until tomorrow?"

In the light of the torches, looking at Connie's reddened cheeks, Charles stood in front of her and frowned.

Some time ago, he thought it would be better for him to sleep a few more days, but now, he very much wanted her to wake up.

This seems to be another interpretation of the butt deciding the brain, but more importantly, Charles's desire to run away as soon as he "gets a vote" is at work.

Otherwise, if something else happens, such as a necromancer coming to visit, or a monster in the house running out, he'll be dumbfounded.

"The flesh doesn't feel it at all, so she should be spiritually cut off now?"

Thinking about what would happen to the person in front of him, Charles gradually guessed.

Will it stimulate her spiritually and make her wake up?

How exciting?

Charles didn't know, but it was clearly not something the body could do.

So......

Thinking about what he had learned, he couldn't help but take out a pendant from his pocket.

Cross Thorn Pendant.

Stimulating the other party's spirit, he felt that the curse should be able to do it, but unless his brain was in water, he would not use it against a member of the church who was not a friend or foe.

Who knows if she really doesn't know anything in her current coma, or if she can sense the outside world?

There are too many uncertainties.

So he thought of the purification spell, and this was the only one.

If he recited this incantation, would there be a certain resonance?

There seems to be no other choice.

Crouching in front of him, he stretched out his hand to wrap the pendant at him.

In the dim light, the shadows swayed, and the walls of the cell were so wet that they continued to penetrate the moisture, and it looked eerie.

But when the sacred incantation was recited, the eerie feeling was swept away.

The milky white light then converged, forming a thorny cross of energy on Connie's forehead.

If the other party was an evil creature, she would have probably started to "self-immolate", but she was not, so the cross was extinguished shortly after the flickering.

There was no response.

Undeterred, Charles recited it again.

Twice, three, seven......

There is no so-called magic limit in the spellcasting system of the Overworld, and casting spells for a long time can be a certain amount of fatigue, but it does not affect the action.

So, when Charles's mouth was dry, the person in front of him finally reacted.

Her eyelids twitched slightly.

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, and the incantation continued.

It seemed that some kind of "valve" had just been opened, and at the sound of the spell, it was not long before the girl in front of her finally opened her dull eyes.

staring blankly at the young man squatting beside her in front of her, and then glancing at the dim environment around her, she looked ignorant, "Where is the Midsummer?" ”

Hearing this, Charles, who was completely relaxed, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

You don't know anything about co-authoring?

As the second ring of the church, shouldn't you be more sensitive?

After a brief explanation of the succinct explanation as she rolled her eyes secretly, Connie finally understood what had happened to her, and then she glanced around vigilantly: "Arrest us and do nothing?" That guy can't have any conspiracy, right? ”

"Who knows."

"Have you ever seen him?"

"I haven't shown up, there's only one dog here."

With the existence of a mask, Charles's lie is seamless in terms of demeanor, tone, and even heartbeat and pulse, and the other party naturally can't see anything.

So the other party, who was even more rookie than Charles, was fooled like this.

……

There was no way out of the island, and it was surrounded by endless water, and they did not dare to rush to save themselves.

So for the next half a month, the two basically lived a savage life on this island. When you are thirsty, you will eat some wild fruits on the lonely island.

There seems to be no other creatures on the island except monkeys, and there is nothing to eat, and life can be described as very hard.

Despite that condition, Charles didn't dare to bring out the food from the Ice and Fire World because he was afraid of revealing his feet.

The principle of the activation of tracking spells in the Overworld is generally to use spirituality, so he can't be careless.

You know, plants are also spiritual, and unlike physical mortals, the spirituality of plants is preserved for a long time, who knows if bread or something will be found abnormal?

"Don't be discouraged, it won't be long before they find us." In the face of Charles's "frustrated" expression, Connie was so comforted, but no one came after half a month.

For half a month, Charles did not enter the world of ice and fire again, but stayed in the main world.

Despite the spell books that attract him, time can be accumulated, and for him, it makes no difference to enter early and late.

Besides, even if he entered, he couldn't learn anything immediately.

Charles had roughly swept through all the spell books when he entered the books, and the bitter fact was that he couldn't learn ninety percent of them right away.

Because his "level" is not enough, the elements that can be driven are actually limited.

Although in the other world, he is already a "god" existence, but that is only the appearance, in fact, whether it is physical fitness or his own spirituality, Charles is basically in the ordinary stage.

Because of the Staff of Authority, his mask is not ordinary, but relying on it to disguise itself or defend itself is successful, and it is simply wishful thinking to use it to cast spells.

The mask and the scepter only made him "wear" a layer of god skin, and inside, he was still an ordinary person.

And the necromancy spells he obtained were basically not available to ordinary people.

This is normal, as a veteran necromancer, it is naturally impossible for the Bandage Man to collect many spells that only rookies can use, in fact, Charles has obtained his private collection of books, not an encyclopedia library of everything.

Only by finding a stepping stone that suits him, and then embarking on the path of true necromancy, can he officially take advantage of this harvest.

And where to find the so-called stepping stones?

Charles felt that there was a church, and it would be inconvenient for the Overworld to find it, so who in the world behind the door would have such qualifications?

He subconsciously thought about what he was currently doing, but it was a long way off, so Charles was not in a hurry right now.

In fact, he doesn't even know how to use the stepping stones.

……

If he doesn't enter the world behind the door, he won't gain much in the main world, although some of the knowledge of spells Connie won't teach, but others, including what she knows about the situation in the Holy See, including what she knows about the spellcaster society, including the changes in the situation on the continent of Arcavia.

And so on, all of which were unconsciously revealed during the conversation, which benefited Charles a lot.

However, this process did not last long, and when the time reached the twenty-third day of the world behind him, a ship finally appeared on the flat coastline.

The steamship clattered and smoked, and the loud roar could be heard from afar.

The two of them were quite excited about this, and watched closely at the steel ship that was getting closer and closer, and they were quite in the mood to see the sun and the moon in the open.

It's just that as the steamer docked and the group disembarked, their excitement dissipated unconsciously.

The ship was indeed sent by the church.

Even their acquaintance, Brother Zachary, took the lead.

It's a pity that the acquaintance's first reaction when he came up was not to ask or comfort or anything, but to beckon without looking back, so under the stunned gaze of the two, a group of black trench coats surrounded them.

"Monk, you're ......" Connie was stunned.

"The black mouse knows us, and we know him too. Sorry, kid. Zachary patted her on the shoulder, then looked at Charles next to her, "You need to be strictly checked. ”

……

As Zachary and Charles talked, several of the other Black Trench Coats went to explore the island separately, one of them going to the dungeon and the other to the house on the island.

"Walking through the main entrance? You're crazy!"

Seeing his companion walking towards the door of the house, a long-faced black trench coat hurriedly grabbed him.

"That ......"

"Let's look at the back." As he spoke, seeing that his companion had no objection, he turned a corner and walked first to the back of the side of the house.

Then a field of broken glass and a poor little thing lying in the grass came into view.

"The hapless monkey." Looking at it, and then looking up at the broken appearance of the attic window, the two shook their heads. Then they saw that the large army was not far away, so they decided to go into the gap that had been knocked open by the monkeys.

Necromancer's lair, while mostly fraught with danger, can also contain intelligence or other useful items. So before destroying it, they will do some probing.

Right now, of course, is no exception.

Deftly climbing up, and finally looking down the window, they noticed the faintly scented flowers on the desk nearby.

"Death Tulip? Did you bring civet powder? ”

"Brought it."

So he nodded reassuringly, and turned his long face to look at the messy stick figures on the desk, "There are seals here, be careful not to touch them." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at it for a long time, and finally bent down into it with his hands on the window frame, and for the sake of caution, he did not even dare touch the desk next to the window.

However, the attic window is narrow, and jumping here is already strenuous, and it is even more inevitable to stumble when landing, and under the gaze of his companion, Long Face can't help but use his hands to support the corner of the table to balance his body.

There was nothing there, but when he touched it, a wisp of gray smoke burst out, wrapped up his arm, and burrowed into his mouth and nose in the blink of an eye.

When the vertigo hit, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and his arm unconsciously pressed against a stick figure.

Then the black and white lines on it suddenly came alive, the colors were vivid and lifelike, and after hovering on the paper for a while, it quickly burst out of it and bit the long-faced monk.

There was danger, and the companion who had not yet climbed into the room saw this and hurriedly grabbed it, so the tail of the flying black snake was directly caught by him.

It's just that the snake didn't bite the target but was not honest after being caught, its head and body twisted and shook, and it hit the inkwell on the desk directly intentionally or unintentionally.

With the sound of impact, the glass bottle fell to the ground, and the lid that was not tightly fastened immediately detached.

Pitch-black ink flowed from it, accompanied by a thick gray smoke.

Leng Buding looked at this situation a little terrifying, but when he saw this thing clearly, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief - it was just an ordinary resentful spirit.

It's a pity that he was happy a little early.

The wraith appeared, and I don't know what switch in the room was touched, and a drum-like sound came from the roof. Subsequently, it was as if the house had been "activated".

There was a terrifying and loud wail on the second floor, and at the same time, the tremors rumbled and the whole house began to tremble.

This was not normal at first glance, and the long-faced companion was reluctant, but the long-faced monk was unable to move when he touched the trap in the house, which made him hesitate.

As a result, he hesitated for a while, but the gray smoke resentful spirit was entangled with him at this moment!

……

afar

A violent sound came, and the black trench coats that pressed the two of Charles couldn't help but turn their heads to look, and found that the gray-white house was collapsing and sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the roar, dust was everywhere, and a shrill shrill laugh was heard!