Chapter 21: Invisible Spell Casting, the Most Deadly
"Well, it's been getting harder and harder lately. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
After being full of wine and meat, the black-robed necromancer sighed and complained.
"Do you know how much effort and cost I have spent over the years to bring this group of broilers together, so that they can form a group with the same goal, and believe that there will be no moles this time? You can calculate, the interval between the last undead disaster and the last time was 17 years, and the difference between the last time and this time is 31 years!"
Donald noticed something.
"Hey, woo Nikolai, it looks like your methods are getting dirtier?"
"No, I'm one of the initiators of this undead scourge...... Of course, I'm mainly in charge of liaison and vigilance, and I'm not responsible for killing, and even if I do, it's usually my undead puppet who does it for me. ”
“...... I think it's important for me to write down your words in a magical letter and mail a copy to the Eastern Continent Magician General Union and the Western Continent Church of Light, and then see how they react. ”
"Whatever you want, if it weren't for the acquiescence from above, I would be so bold? Rather than allowing that group of madmen to plague the world all over the mainland, it is better to gather regularly to clean up. It's just that over the years, more and more death mages are reluctant to participate in the undead calamity, after all, no one has succeeded in 600 years, and they have basically cut off their thoughts - and it is impossible for them to really summon the king of the undead, and it is difficult to say that the next harvest will take forty or fifty years. ”
The more Su Wen listened, the more frightened he became, and he began to feel pity for that group of death mages. However, he also knew that if the undead scourge was indeed successfully unleashed, it would be the entire Tridis City and even the Duolun Empire that should be pitiful at that time - coupled with his own personal experience, and the messy toxins lurking in his body, in fact, there was a lot of schadenfreude in this 'pity' for the death mage.
After all, no matter how badly they were pitted, from any source, the Death Mage was one of the most unforgivable creatures in the entire continent.
Well, so it's called fighting poison with poison?
......
It was getting late, and the time we had agreed on was approaching.
The barbecue stand was cleaned, but the smell of barbecue and wine still filled the air. Donald's fifteen doppelgangers were quickly ready to go, and embarked on the journey of 'harvesting broilers' in a very tacit and quiet atmosphere, and as a protected weakling, Su Wen walked in the middle of the queue, always feeling that the atmosphere around him was strange, as if he was surrounded by a group of puppets - although it seemed to be true, but in terms of Lupin Muscle, in Su Wen's impression, he was usually a free and unrestrained pervert, but at this time he was well-behaved like a wind-up machine.
'Probably because Donald was about to start doing things and was concentrating?' Su Wen thought to himself.
And at this moment, the voice of the necromancer sounded beside him.
"Your name is Su Wen, isn't it?"
Nikolai didn't know when he squeezed away Donald's doppelganger, walked side by side with Su Wen, and asked lightly.
Looking at the zombie-like expression on the necromancer's face, Su Wen had no doubt that if it weren't for the relationship that Donald had specially entrusted him, he wouldn't have looked at himself twice at all.
"Yes, in the future, the younger generation will ask the teacher for the matter of undead magic. ”
Although not long ago, I saw Nikolai beaten by Donald so much that he had no power to fight back, and his jaw had not been completely straightened until now, it did not mean that Su Wen would think that this ordinary-looking old man was weak. On the contrary, based on the conversation between him and Donald in the past few hours, Su Wen clearly knew that although Nikolai in front of him had a low-key personality, he was definitely an out-and-out Magister!
Therefore, no matter what, in front of this necromancer, Su Wen was very careful with his words. However, because of this, Su Wen felt more and more that Donald's self-proclaimed "high-level magician who touched the edge of the Magister" was completely fart.
Hearing his cheap student's humble and arrogant answer, Nikolai's face did not show any change in expression, he reached out and grabbed it for a moment, took out a set of death mage's robes from the space ring on his ring finger, and then handed it to Su Wen: "The pretender robe on your body is kept by me, before this matter is over, put it on first - at least those monsters of the undead plane will not take the initiative to attack you." ”
Su Wen cautiously thanked him, and then took the black robe that made his whole body uncomfortable.
Then, as expected, the system's identification function popped up on its own.
"Pure black high-level death mage robe, quality legend, magic defense 137-296, physical defense 83-129, high equipment strength, use requirements: only play the panel attributes no requirements, activate the enchantment effect requires high-level undead mana. Enchantment Bone Face (Advanced. Immune to the active attack of most non-sapient undead creatures below the advanced level. Reactive bone spurs (advanced. When hit by melee attacks, it actively radiates 3 high-level bone spurs to resist, and after use, it needs to replenish 3 mana energy. )。 ”
“......”
Su Wen's face barely remained calm, but when he put on this robe, his whole body trembled. At this moment, his mind was racing about how much gold it would be worth if he could swallow it privately—but he soon discovered that this robe was a death mage's robe, and that it seemed to be a pure act of death to exchange it for gold......
Well, thinking about it like this, Su Wen's heart is much more balanced.
The group did not enter the Turlington Martyrs Cemetery, but walked towards the old walls of the city of Tridis on the hillside, and looked like they were about to leave the city. However, this was not surprising to Su Wen, on the contrary, if he were a death mage, he would not open the entrance to the underground altar in the city, even if it was a sparsely populated martyr's cemetery - the reason for this was that Su Wen could not find a second one except for death.
The nearly twenty-meter-high city wall looks impassable, but it is naturally impossible to block the two monsters Donald and Nikolai, just an intermediate wind system levitation technique, and three people and a bunch of doppelgangers have crossed this man-made natural danger. After flying for two or three kilometers in the mountains outside the city walls, they finally landed slowly in a small inconspicuous ravine, surrounded by dense jungle and completely uninhabited.
"It's really the style of a death mage, the entrance is half as far as Tridia, no wonder I can't detect suspicious people entering and exiting. Donald's gaze was on the almost undetectable cave not far away, his squinted eyes revealing a faint murderous intent "I hope this time can make me have fun, the old man hasn't moved his muscles and bones for a long time." ”
"Don't worry, Vasilian, do you remember? That necromantic genius who can kill a magister, he just rose to the rank of high-level death mage when he escaped from your doppelganger more than twenty years ago, and now he has become the leader of this undead scourge, and is about to use the king of the undead to attack the realm of the mage. I wasn't going to give you any tasks, but if you feel itchy hands, just look for him. ”
Donald grinned, but was noncommittal.
Approaching the cave, there was a slight movement in the towering weeds, and two female elves with scantily clad and pale gray skin slowly emerged. Immediately after they appeared, they bowed in silence and saluted Nikolai, who was at the front of the procession.
Su Wen immediately recognized that this was a Night Elf with pure blood.
As members of the High Elves, the two Night Elves looked no less than anything Su Wen had seen before, and it was impossible to overstate the description of 'breathtakingly beautiful', especially the wild skin color and body shape, which made them look even sexier. Su Wen had seen Night Elves being auctioned off as commodities in underground auction houses, and in a small city like Tridis, there were not many such opportunities - Su Wen vaguely remembered that the 'merchandise' seemed to be auctioned off for a high price of 180,000 gold coins.
However, compared to the night elves that Su Wen had seen that had obviously been broken, the two elves in front of him, in addition to the unique charm of the race, gave him a sense of both calm and danger, and Su Wen even suspected that neither of them would be weaker than the ruling knight Captain Goristan.
......
The eye-catching was only for a moment, because after entering the secret cave, Su Wen never saw a creature that could be described as normal.
Stinking nezumi, kobolds with thieves, filthy undead orc laborers, spooky skeleton soldiers on duty, batwing vampires hanging upside down on rock walls...... Walking down the diagonal down the promenade, Su Wen doubted that he would be able to see all the notorious species of the Brilliant Continent in this cave. Nikolai, who was sure to start the move, had no mercy at all, and these low-level creatures were often eaten away by his undead magic before they could salute their masters, and they quietly lost their lives.
Ten minutes later, walking through the underground passage that was more than a thousand meters long in a silent atmosphere, Su Wen had already fallen behind him with nearly a hundred creatures from different races. There was no sign of battle or flight on the illuminated ground, and there was no smell of blood in the air, as if they had just walked quietly past them, and they deserved to die.
That's what it is...... Magister-level power?
Although he hadn't seen any breathtaking battles, and hadn't even felt the elemental fluctuations in the humid air, the shock in Su Wen's eyes at this time couldn't be concealed, and his scalp was even more numb than when he looked up at Donald to release the forbidden spell a few hours ago - a powerhouse of Nikolai's level, if he wanted to kill himself, I'm afraid it was just a matter of thought!
However, he soon couldn't help but be shocked.
Stepping into the end of the passage, Su Wen saw a closed gate carved with countless skeletons in the distance. The gate was like a gateway to hell, with a radiating dark red hue covering all the mud and rocks in the cave, and the dark path under his feet was no longer a hewn stone, but like the organ of some evil creature, sticky and slippery to step on, and emitted a faint smell of blood.
Looking at the gate from afar, a fear and hatred that Su Wen could not describe in words gradually enveloped his mind, making his breathing become heavier and heavier.
"Buzz ......"
At this moment, a violent explosion sounded in Su Wen's mind, and the negative emotions that were constantly eroding his reason were instantly swept away, leaving only unprecedented clarity in his ears and eyes.
When he turned his head to look, Suvin noticed that Donald was looking at him with a smile.
"It's just the interference fluctuation of the undead plane, it's not a big problem, a clarity technique will solve it - with us, you're safe. ”
Su Wen nodded a little frightened. At this moment, he saw Nikolai leave the crowd alone, strode to the door, and with a light push of his hands, the door of the skeletal skeletal with an evil aura slowly opened.
In an instant, in Su Wen's ears, Fang Cai's absolute silence disappeared. In its place, there was an abundance of restless, piercing wails......
No matter how ridiculous and even like an easy business this undead scourge was in the eyes of Donald and Nikolai, it was only then, when he really felt what kind of existence it was, that Su Wen finally understood why there was only one evaluation of this evil spell in almost all history books.
"It's terrible as the end of the world!"
Su Wen did not deny this description at all.