The gray and bleak sky, the chaotic and upside-down city, the solidification of no superfluous colors and the slightest sound, make the entire necromantic world exude an eternal coldness and silence.

Outside the city, one of the two figures looking at Donnie made a magnetic deep voice: "Don't worry, it's going to be fine, I just want to see what he wants to do and where he wants to go." ”

"Hmm. Carl trusted his brother very much, and didn't say anything more, "It should be looking for a way to get out of the predicament completely, hehe, if he seeks cooperation, we won't really seal and study him all the time, Grandpa Fernando has a lot of experimental materials, and his father has opened up a god-like path for an arcanist, and his research is more about figuring out what 'death' is, how to incorporate it into the current arcane system, and how many extraordinary abilities it will have, and whether it can be transformed into a legendary magic of the necromancy......"

The tall figure stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead: "Your strength is not enough, you can only rely on natural ability, or don't say so much in the necromantic realm." ”

............

Donnie looked at everything around him, looked at the chant hall that appeared in the slums, and after a long time, he slowly came back to his senses, and said to himself with a wry smile in his heart: "I have always longed for the city of music, but I didn't expect to come here under such circumstances." ”

He was a little panicked, and he didn't understand what the mysterious being was trying to do by pulling him into the necromantic realm, so he didn't even have the heart to "visit" the chant hall in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his right hand, and a long but difficult and hoarse voice echoed in his heart: "Go back." Back to your own place!"

The voice was so loud and cold that it made Donnie's soul numb, as if he felt the deepest call from afar, a call from the deepest part of his heart!

This made him not resist in the slightest, as if he wanted to do so, and took a step forward, heading towards the deepest depths of the necromantic realm.

At this time, Donnie's ability to think was not lost, wondering where the summoning came from and where his destination was. But he didn't find it strange that he had "accepted the call." It seems that this is what he really thinks, a logical move.

As he walked, Donnie's right hand began to glow with a cold, long, monotonous black, white and gray, which enveloped Downey's whole body. Make the blue pupils of his eyes. The silvery-white background of the Magic Emblem. The silver spots of the Arcane Emblem, all revealed, walk in between. Flickering and flickering, a single step seems to have crossed a long distance.

I don't know how long it took, Donnie's eyes lit up, a majestic and majestic, boundless black palace group met his pupils, many palaces towered into the white sky, no top could be seen, as if leading to the abode of the true god.

It was a glorious and deep sight that Downey had never seen before, a grandeur he could not have imagined, so he stood there like a lifelike wax figure.

However, Donnie quickly shuddered and woke up from the shock, because he felt countless terrifying breaths that could collapse his soul, which was second only to the breath of black armor in the nightmare, and it was the breath that was many times higher than that of Mentor Robert and the others, and it was the breath that shook the body and mind!

Looking at the mummy wrapped in a tawny strip of greasy cloth, at the monster with a black cloak and a scythe, with a misty face and two flashes of red light, at the golden skull floating up and down, at the massive white bone dragon, Downey hated his magical bioidology class for being so focused that he recognized them at a glance.

Ancient mummies, servants of the Grim Reaper, demigod lichs, dragons of the dead, these are all legendary undead creatures!

And farther away, in the dense group of undead creatures, there were many similar auras passing through.

"Biography, Legend ......" Donnie's eyes widened, if it weren't for the Necromantic Realm, he was already drenched in cold sweat, he had grown so big, it was the first time he had been in contact with the legend so closely, and it was the first time he had seen the legend with his own eyes!

Even if the development of arcane and magic is extremely ferocious now, even if the world seems to have become much smaller by wireless telegraphy, wired telephones, live satellite broadcasts, radio programs, etc., "legend" is still a term that the vast majority of intelligent beings feel sincerely feared and admired, it represents the sublimation of life, and represents absolute strength.

The fear in Donnie's heart made him subconsciously want to retreat, but the ancient reckless voice still shouted: "Go back!"

This made Donnie's steps backwards step by step, and he was about to get closer to the strange and terrifying ancient mummy.

Donnie's legs and stomach trembled, his teeth colliding up and down, and he wanted to faint and escape being bitten and devoured by the legendary undead.

But at this moment, the ancient mummy fell straight forward like a mountain collapsing, and fell heavily to its knees, its head prostrate at Donnie's feet.

Silently, the countless necromancers around them all fell to their knees and set off huge "waves", as if they were greeting their masters, their kings!

Donnie watched this scene in amazement, his heart churning, both stunned and a feeling of superiority, it was so wonderful and pleasant, no wonder so many people would rather risk their lives to pursue it.

"It's a pity, it's not ......me who the legendary undead are bowing down," Donnie barely kept a trace of sobriety, followed his heart's desire, and flew forward, wherever he passed, whether it was a legendary undead creature or a rotten and pus-ridden body, even Donnie could kill its little zombie, all of them fell to their knees, neatly and neatly.

As the undead get shorter, the scene becomes empty, allowing Downey to see into the distance, and then his gaze "meets" a pair of translucent giant amber eyes!

It's a legendary monster, but Donnie, who has been watching live shows all year round, is no stranger to it, it's a dragon, a crystal dragon covered in transparent scales!

This crystal dragon seems to be wearing something that makes its scales flow out of the necromantic realm with a cold and dreamy light, but its state is extremely strange, it is half-lying in the undead group, its claws are constantly pulling at something, its back hangs a gray, bulging cloth bag, and its face is covered with a black cloth that can only cover its nose.

The dragon is surging. Donnie cried out, "Monster!"

"Monster!" the crystal dragon was also startled, and its slightly immature voice became sharp.

Then one person and one dragon each turned and fled, as if they were all frightened by each other.

Karl, who was watching this scene from a distance, cried and laughed: "Why did it come here to pick up 'garbage' again!"

"It has items from its father, and it won't be noticed by the legendary undead, so naturally it comes here to find valuable materials and gems. The tall figure smiled, "There are a lot of precious materials here." ”

"It's dirty!" Carl pinched his nose and his voice grew higher, "I'm never going to be friends with it again!"

The tall figure turned his gaze to Donnie, "Are there any secrets in the Necronomicon that deserve his return?"

"Maybe there's something to set up to help him get out of trouble. Karl snorted at the crystal dragon's vanishing back.

............

After escaping the dragon monster, Donnie entered the sprawling black palace complex through the side door, his inner cry getting louder and louder. The sense of summoning is getting stronger and stronger!

This made him faster and faster. It seems that some great benefit awaits him!

Walking through the palaces, Downey's eyes suddenly lit up, because the palace was lined with rows of bookshelves with countless dark yellow books. The smell of decay is strong and tangy. The instinct from the Arcanist brought Donnie to a halt. Look around.

"These books must be precious, otherwise they wouldn't have been so closely guarded, and they would have been able to shine through in the necromancy," Donnie thought happily...... He has a deep-seated love for books, and it is they that change his destiny!

Although he wanted to pull out an ancient book and look at it, the strong call made Donnie unable to stop, and ran past the bookshelf and ran to the exit.

When he left, a young man came out of the corner blocked by the bookshelves, he was silver-haired and silver-eyed, handsome to the point of bewitching, wearing a red jacket, a black coat, and holding an open book in his hand.

"Hey, it's back again? Kind of interesting......" He casually closed the book and leisurely followed Donnie behind.

"Immortal!"

"Come back!"

Similar cries continued to echo in Donnie's heart, and the black, white, and gray of his right hand gradually covered his whole body, making his mind become paralyzed and dull, as if he was completely occupied and manipulated by an invisible person.

Barely able to maintain a trace of sobriety, Donnie could only look ahead with his eyes, and was no longer able to command his body.

With a moment's notice, a pale and dim flame ignited in his pupils, and he flew eagerly towards the exit ahead.

Carl, who was hanging from afar, said amusefully and inexplicably: "He wants to return to the path of immortality?"

"Perhaps he has gained some secret in his research, and he is sure that he will be able to get out of his current predicament with the help of the path of immortality. The tall figure said calmly, not in a hurry at all, and did not step forward to stop it.

............

The walls where countless soul faces are condensed, the passageways that exude the immortal "taste", and the crumbling landscape is constantly diffused...... Such strange images came to Donnie's mind, and although he had never seen them before, he had a clear premonition that he would see them later!

Leaving the exit, Donnie saw a "familiar" square, the wall of frozen souls standing at the entrance of the palace at the end.

However, in addition to this, there are a lot of "unfamiliar" things for Donnie here!

I saw a red banner hanging above the palace, which read:

"Warmly welcome the God of the Silver Moon to visit the ......"

"All members of the Ninth Research Institute of the Magical Council ......"

"The Gate of All Worlds!"

This rustic setting made the voice echoing in Donnie's head let out a terrible scream:

"No!"

At this moment, from behind the soul fireplace, a tall, kind-faced old man came out, he was wearing a tuxedo, smiled kindly, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled out the black, white and gray in Donnie's body, and let him return to normal at once!

"Yes, Your Excellency, Speaker!"

How could Donnie not recognize his own Speaker!

"This is one of the highest institutes of the Parliament, and it was established by Lucien to travel or explore alternate universes, so since you're here, stop by and visit. Douglas didn't mention anything about it.

Donnie's mouth was wide open and he completely forgot to close it, Lucien Evans, the name can be heard in such an inexplicable place?

In the distance, Carl was smiling happily.

(End of the fan) (To be continued......)

PS: The first extras are over.,Because you have to ensure the structure of a complete story.,So some characters can't be added.,But there will be special characters later.。

As is customary, the first part is over, I will have a day off tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow I will start a few more character extras, and then the second part ("Parliament Rising").