Facing so many necromancers at once, Benjamin's heart was definitely nervous, and there was panic. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When they turned a blind eye to themselves, Benjamin didn't think they were anything to be afraid of.

But now, only a few centimeters away from him, he can feel an oppressive force.

Also, the fear and coldness for no apparent reason.

Will he sit still? Of course not, no one would choose to be caught, even in a dream.

Benjamin raised his wand and swung it down vigorously, revealing a dark blue barrier in front of him.

Sure enough, in the dream world, his magic is stronger.

It's a universal magic, magic barrier.

Although it is a basic magic, it will have different effects depending on the user's magic.

And these effects are reflected in the color of the barrier.

Benjamin's current dark blue is a little better than the most basic light blue.

It's just that this barrier obviously can't completely block out the ghost's attacks.

In fact, it lasted about five seconds at most.

Then, cracks began to appear in the entire barrier, and then it shattered.

These ghostly attacks are primitive, they are nothing more than the most basic claw strikes.

It's just that Benjamin can't find a way to deal with it.

When he used this magic, the ghosts only slowed down slightly.

Forget it, this magic is at best useful for wizards who wield wands.

Benjamin's mood began to get nervous.

Even the bone cage, which he used most handily, was useless against this group of ghosts.

The wand he clenched in his hand even began to tremble slightly.

At this time, Benjamin saw a man walk out of the cabin.

It was a man wrapped in a black robe, and Benjamin didn't even know if this man was a magician, whether he was his enemy or friend.

Just as Benjamin summoned the skeleton to fight for him, the man finally made a sound.

Judging by the voice, it was a very young voice.

He shouldn't be much older than Benjamin.

"You're also a necromancer?"

The man spoke.

And Benjamin keenly grasped his word, that is, this man should not be his enemy.

"That's right, I'm a necromancer, are these ghosts summoned by you?" Although Benjamin asked, he didn't believe it at all in his heart, this is too mysterious, how could one person summon so many ghosts?

But the man waved his hand, and the group of ghosts that were about to approach Benjamin all stopped.

"Yes, they're all my work, but they're all failures, so I'm keeping them here as guards. The man inside the black robe said lightly.

"Failure?" Benjamin repeated incredulously, how much magic and materials would have to be spent refining so many ghosts.

"That's right, I wonder if I can create a high-level ghost. In fact, I've always suspected that we have too many flaws in the study of necromantic magic and the refining of necromantic creatures. For example, why is it possible to classify necromantic creatures according to their type? I believe that even skeletons and ghosts can still be high-level necromantic creatures. ”

Benjamin was stunned, and most importantly, he actually agreed with this person's idea.

Actually, Miss Skeleton, isn't this necromantic creature that was accidentally refined just a skeleton that can use magic?

It's just housework magic though.

"Seriously, it's been a long time since I've seen a trialist who thinks the same way as me. ”

"Trialist?" Benjamin sniffed, puzzled, as he already had a rough guess in his mind, but he couldn't confirm the correctness of that guess.

There are not many trials he knows, the knight's trial is one, the Kingdom Academy's graduation trial is one, and the rest should be the promotion trials of all kinds of magic.

"Oh, yes, aren't you a trialist?" the magician in the black robe finally peeked his head out of the black robe, a handsome man.

It's just that his face is full of curiosity now.

He teleported in front of Benjamin, who didn't even see how he was chanting the incantation.

How powerful is this man? Is it a high-level magician? Or is it a legendary archmage or a legendary mage?

Benjamin shook his head, how could the archmage and the legendary mage be in a small cabin, each of them had the ability to call the wind and rain.

"Young man, you are now at the peak of your junior mage, and you need to pass the trial and advance immediately. Otherwise, you won't be able to learn more advanced magic with your current understanding. ”

The man stretched out a dry hand from under the black robe and placed it on Benjamin's forehead. Benjamin could feel a faint warmth.

"Cognitive?" said Benjamin, puzzled.

The man immediately laughed, the kind smile of an elder.

"Kid, you're a self-taught magician, right? ”

Benjamin, who was indeed self-taught, nodded immediately, according to his original plan, with his own city of the dead, he might go to a more distant continent more suitable for magicians to study and further his studies.

"Sure enough, young man, you can call me Malphariaen. I'm a necromancer just like you. It's just that I have my own mentor and have experienced systematic learning. ”

A ball of light suddenly appeared in Malfurion's hand, and he said to Benjamin:

"You see, it's a three-dimensional construct of magic. In fact, each magic has its own unique form. If you want to absorb it completely, and recreate it, you have to try to discover and combine their forms yourself. ”

If Benjamin hadn't looked at the solid geometry Hermione had given him, he would be absolutely confused right now.

Now Benjamin, at least, understands that the light in front of him is a regular hexahedron.

"Beginner magicians, they don't need to understand this, they just need to memorize the spell and recite it. Malfurion smiled, "But if you want to learn further, you have to learn to parse magic and meditate. ”

"How about we use the Bone Cage at the same time?" Marfurion suggested softly.