The city that has been transformed into a city of the dead, under the gray sky, today also resounded with beautiful piano music. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Yuan was in a room full of all kinds of materials, listening to endless music and planning his next move.

"Is there still a limit......

Flipping through the contents of the magic guide book, Lin Yuan shook his head with some distress.

"The limit for skeletons is 10,000, and zombies are 5,000......"

Taking advantage of the coal city where there were many dead, Lin Yuan planned to convert all the more than 100,000 corpses into undead and build a powerful undead army, but unfortunately, in the initial stage, he encountered a problem.

"The spell of the resurrection of the dead can still be used, but the number is limited......"

After the magic of transforming the undead reaches a certain number, there is no way to continue to transform again.

The upper limit of the number of skeletons is 10,000, and the upper limit of zombies is 5,000, and after the two reach this number, Lin Yuan will not be able to create the same undead.

"The same principle should also apply to other undead, although the other undead have not yet reached the upper limit, but I think it's fast, it's really troublesome......"

Lin Yuan scratched his head and closed the magic guide book.

"The ideals of an army of 100,000 undead have been shattered...... It's a shame......"

Although the undead transformed by Lin Yuan are not too high-level monsters, they can still defeat the enemy with a certain number of them.

However, there is a limit to the magic of the magic book, and there is nothing to be done.

Lin Yuan planned to change his thinking, since there was a limit to the number of undead, then he would go and create other monsters.

"I have enough sacrifices now, but I haven't found the right materials......"

Unlike the undead, who need a corpse to be born, creating a monster requires a living body to create a new one.

In the previous process of making monsters, Lin Yuan found several things that needed attention.

In terms of the quality of the material, if it is an individual to transform a monster, a subhuman with a better body quality is more suitable than a human.

But on the other hand, if you want to create a giant phagophage worm, you need to mix many sacrifices to form a monster, that is, humans with more sacrifices are more suitable.

"The question now is whether there is a limit to the number of monsters, and the undead are an example, which is very likely......"

Lin Yuan has been getting the magic guide book for more than a year, but in fact, it has only been three months to use it, and there are still many unknown things that he has not understood.

"Hmm...... Is there any good way to do it? It's rare that the wind is calm now, although it is the calm before the storm. ”

Lin Yuan looked at the magic book in his hand that had become thicker.

There are more than 200 pages in the magic book, and there are more than 100 magic records in it.

Most of the magic in them was purely created for Lin Yuan's own convenience.

Support spells such as the Light Spell, which emits light, or magic that has been created at random before, rarely has a direct offensive spell.

Maybe there is some limitation, even if Lin Yuan wants some direct attack magic, he can't create it smoothly, there will always be subtle deviations.

For example, he created the "Weakening Ray" not long ago, when he wanted an offensive magic that could paralyze enemies, but ended up with a weakening beam that would weaken and fatigue the person who hit it.

"I always feel a little unwilling......"

Lin Yuan muttered and unveiled the magic guide book.

"For the sake of my Great Fireball God Cult, give me a Fireball Technique!"

Imbuing the magic guide book with a strong mind, Lin Yuan used a spell to create.

On the blank page of the Magic Book, lines of distorted otherworldly text gradually appeared.

“......... Can't you just give me a fireball?"

Lin Yuan looked at the newly emerged magic with tears and laughter.

To create the Spirit of Fire, you need to sacrifice flesh and blood to create a creation of flame.

"In a way, it's a fireball, but that's not what I want......"

Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh, even if he was so engrossed in imagining, the magic guide book would make a subtle misunderstanding and come up with a plausible magic.

"Is there something I haven't understood yet?

Just when Lin Yuan was holding his head and thinking hard, the undead wandering in the city passed a message to him.

Pang Heng is entering the city.

"Is it here again today...... What an old man who refuses to give up......"

Lin Yuan had the urge to roll his eyes.

Accepting the task of assigning the refugees in Coal City and training a new batch of new soldiers, Pang Heng was busy running around every day.

More than 80,000 people is not a small number, and even in the magical world, where there is no shortage of food, it also causes a certain burden on the nearby cities.

The availability of food is just one of the issues, with the injured needing treatment, separated families finding their families, and policing.

The place of residence of the refugees also needs to be allocated, and Pang Heng, who is responsible for coordinating with all parties, should have no free time, but he still comes to the coal city where Lin Yuan is located every evening and sunset.

Pang Heng vaguely knew when Lin Yuan would appear, and he was tirelessly preaching to him every day.

This old man made up his mind to change Lin Yuan's mind, and if he couldn't stop it at the physical level, then move him mentally.

"It's worthy of an old man who has lived for a century, and he can pour chicken soup without repeating a word......

Thinking of Pang Heng's language bombardment in the past few days, Lin Yuan was a little helpless.

It was precisely because he could see through other people's emotions and feelings that he knew that Pang Heng was really sincere, and there was no element of conspiracy.

At this point, it was difficult for Lin Yuan to refuse the other party, it was too pure emotion, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

"Oops, am I overdoing my hints?"

In order to avoid trouble, Lin Yuan once used a slight charm to seduce humans, diverting Pang Heng's attention and telling him not to be too involved in the destruction of the coal city, and let him calm down a little.

"No, Old Man Pang has a strong magic power, and my magic will be resisted, so I use hypnotic suggestion, instead of directly affecting magic, so that it won't have such a powerful effect......"

While Lin Yuan was pondering, Pang Heng had already arrived quickly.

"Lin Yuan......"

"Ahh ”

As soon as Lin Yuan saw the other party coming, he immediately interrupted the old man's words, and at the same time threw something on the table to him.

Pang Heng took the thing in mid-air and put it in front of him to take a closer look.

It is a round wooden plaque with intricate runes carved on it.

"What is this?"

"It's a talisman, a talisman I made. ”

Lin Yuan pointed to the sky.

"I didn't say it before, in a place where a large number of undead gather, a miasma harmful to living things will naturally be formed, that is, the gray thing in the sky, Old Man Pang, you come here every day, it is easy to inhale too much miasma unconsciously, thus crushing the body, this talisman can purify the miasma, you just take it with you." ”

"The undead are really not a good thing......"

Pang Heng stroked the wooden talisman in his hand and sighed.

"That's a lot of undead, and it's okay if there are only a few hundred of them elsewhere. ”

Then, Lin Yuan took advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet started to preach, and changed the topic again.

"Old Man Pang, since you have time, why don't you teach me martial arts, preferably how to use weapons such as swordsmanship. ”

"Martial arts? Are you interested in learning this? You're not a melee magister, you should not use close combat skills, do you want me to teach you other things?"

As a martial arts master, Pang Heng could naturally see Lin Yuan's fighting style.

"No, just learn the combat skills of the melee Magister, I still have a lot to fall short of, and I need more preparation. ”

Lin Yuan smiled, knowing that a magister with powerful magic power could cancel out most of his magic, he needed more flexible means to deal with it.

"I've heard from Sauls and Rhona that you're a very good teacher and taught them a lot of magical combat techniques, and I think there will be something for me. ”

Pang Heng didn't think much about it and agreed.

Being able to have more contact with Lin Yuan can change the strange thinking in the other party's heart, and no matter how bad it is, it can make some impact.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile, he didn't know whether he should tell Pang Heng or not, he could know the surface emotions of others.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's start today. ”

Lin Yuan stretched his waist, facing a pile of intelligence and information, he was already a little tired.

He smiled heartily at the old man.

"So, where do you start?"