Chapter 20: The Hidden Crisis (1)

"Click-click-" Lin Yanxiao moved his head left and right, and after making sure that his body was fine, he walked to a pile of broken skeletons, summoned the dog's head, and climbed on it to put on his cloak. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The originally stuffy space seemed to have been lifted by someone, and the rotten and oppressive atmosphere was swept away, and fresh air rushed in. Lin Yanxiao thought of the old woman's spell to transform the skeleton before, and thought to himself, although he didn't know the spell, he could learn from it, and whether he could make the dog head evolve into a dog head 2.0.

He used his remaining spiritual power to gather the remaining dark elements around him and slowly injected them into the doghead's body, but unfortunately, the doghead did not react, and Lin Yanxiao's idea was not correct.

"Looks like I still have a lot to learn. Lin Yanxiao was not discouraged, he was still a beginner mage, and there were still a lot of things to learn, as long as he worked hard, I believe he would be able to master the mysteries of the elements.

Keska looked intoxicated at the dark elemental in the air that seemed to be grasped by a hand in the palm of her hand, this was what she wanted, what she wanted to hold in her hand! It was so mysterious and beautiful, full of death, like a leaf rotting in the dirt, everyone had forgotten about it, but it still brewed the power to support the trunk of the tree. It's a persistence that won't betray, as long as you can control it, it will always follow you, it will always follow you, it won't disappear, it won't talk sweetly, but you know, he'll always be there...... What a lovely, mesmerizing power!

Keska couldn't help but sigh in his mouth, and Lin Yan shook his hand with a smile, almost smashing not a single holy light over him.

"I've heard of fetishes, but I've never seen fetish elements, it's a terrible woman. Lin Yanxiao's scalp was numb, and he felt that Doyle's real danger was not the bone pickers, but Keska.

In this era, the darkness is still secretly cultivating its own power, and there are not many dark elements on the continent, which has caused an embarrassing situation where the level of the necromancer does not match the strength, in order to obtain strong power, many necromancers have gone one after another to find the magic circle that seals the dark door, even if they release terrible monsters, they don't care at all.

It is because this continent is full of mainstream elements, and the elements they desire are sealed in the dark abyss by these people who are full of righteous people.

Is it wrong for us to pursue power?

Light and darkness are not only two opposing camps, but also two opposing worlds. All the crossings to the darkness are sealed, where do they go to find power.

That's all there is to the dark element in the world, if you share more, I will use less, which is also a reason for the indifference of necromancers. In order to get more of the dark element, someone like Keska who indulges in the dark element is definitely the kind of person who is desperate to open the door to darkness.

And the demons who were forced to seal it felt uncomfortable, their appearance was the same as that of humans, but the use of spells was even better, not only dark magic, but also the mainstream spells of people who were respected by humans. But the reason why the demons are called demons is because of the violent genes flowing in their blood, they worship the dark gods, and love to decide everything with strength. There is no law in their hearts, only strength can decide everything! If you are useless, you are not worthy of life.

The demons believe that they are also the masters of the continent and have the right to dominate the resources of this world, and even rule this world. But in the first era, the dark god lost, in the second era, the four demon kings were also sealed, and in the third era, the necromancers who yearn for the dark element and the demons who yearn for world domination hit it off, and the dark chasms hidden around the world were broken by these careerists, and the dark forces made a comeback.

Lin Yanxiao frowned and looked at this woman who would never do anything good in the future, wondering whether she would end up or not. He had made up his mind that he would never let humans fall into the situation of being chased and beaten by dark forces like a lost dog in the game, but if he wants to change, he must stop the key figures who affect history, but is fate so easy to change?

In particular, Lin Yanxiao had to face a problem - murder.

Since he crossed over, he has never really killed any lives in several battles, but many skeletons like him have "died tragically" in his hands. Lin Yanxiao, as an atheist who studied materialism since childhood, just traveled to a world where dead people are not a problem and miracles are everywhere.

In the original world, it's not a deep hatred or a real psychopath, who has nothing to do to kill people, but this world is different, this is a world with clear class hierarchies, even if there are many people who fight at the same level, not to mention all kinds of people who die in jealousy conspiracy, it is estimated that the corpse can circle the earth twice...... Cough.

Lin Yanxiao's head unconsciously deviated from the track, he came back to his senses and looked at Keska who seemed to be respectful. She sat on the carpet, scattered with shattered skeletons, one of which landed next to her white, crystalline ankles.

Casca raised her head slightly, her flaxen-colored braid fell down her slender neck to her chest, and her long white skirt, which was still like pajamas, showed her bumpy silhouette, she tilted her head slightly, and her pink face was decorated with a faint flush. Her eyelashes were long and curly, and her brown eyes were covered with a layer of mist, which faded with the blinking of butterfly-like eyelashes, and her innocent and clear gaze was quiet and indifferent.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she naturally showed her beautiful appearance to Lin Yanxiao, as if the place where she was sitting was not a foreign bedroom, but a garden full of flowers in the early morning.

Lin Yanxiao was about to kneel for her, he wanted to say, big sister, I know you are a pervert, don't pretend, and your black history is in my mind, although you are very beautiful and a goddess now, but in the future, you will transform, you let me go, I really don't want to kill you!

Lin Yanxiao was entangled for a moment, feeling that he had really made up his mind to kill her, and now the situation does not allow it, firstly, the king is not well, he is the ruler of Doyle, and the end of the sinner needs him to grasp;

[I have something to ask you, what do you have to do with this necromancer?]

"Dear ancestors, I am honest with you. Keska said in a soft voice, "I've always longed to learn great necromancy like you, but as a princess, how dare you do that. This time the king was ill, and I heard the news of this necromancer from the mouth of the traveler, so I invited her to heal the king, and by the way, I wanted to learn spells. ”