Chapter 49: Joining forces

Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

Chapter 49

Join forces

After a humiliating performance, the two who have not yet exchanged names are much more familiar, and there is less strangeness at first sight. Sitting in a patch of clean weeds, Cesar and Zac talked.

"Oh, four red cards, you're welcome, it's half a point. Cesar threw four cards and threw them on Zac.

"No need, I came in a day before you, and I've already collected twenty-three, so I'll give you all of them. Lying in the grass, Shack shook his head with a smile.

"Tsk, you're amazing. I turned around all morning, and it took me a while to see this nest of zombies, which you brought in in advance. It took a lot of effort to break them one by one, and you killed more than twenty of them in one day yesterday, ordinary people can't do it at all, right, all those who practice martial arts are so powerful?"

"You're not bad, you even brought this thing in, what student would dare to do that?" replied, pointing to the pistol at Cesar's waist.

"Well, for self-defense. By the way, I haven't asked your name yet! My name is Cesara, the Marinza Empire. ”

"My name is Sak and I'm from the Republic of Istal. You're so funny with horns on your head, what kind of talent do you have?" asked Zack.

"Flies ......," Cesar replied helplessly. The power of fly magic is indeed powerful, but it just can't be screamed.

"......" saw the magic fly on Cesar's fingertips, and Zac was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"What about your talent?" Cesar wondered.

"Coffin ......" raised his hand to summon half of the black coffin from the ground, and Sack lowered his head helplessly, his talent was not very eloquent.

"......" Cesar, who was still ashamed just now, didn't know what expression to use. Pointing to the coffin, Cesar tentatively asked, "Do you use it yourself?" or give it to ......?"

"It's okay, I'm usually going to use it. ”

Two peers who had just met started a strange conversation. The topics basically revolve around talents, zombies, undead, extracurricular interests, etc......

Half a day later, Cesar had a general understanding of Zac. He is similar to himself, and he is also the son of a foreign nobleman. However, due to talent problems, he did not receive enough love, but was rejected by his family. Since childhood, he has developed the habit of independence, his personality is relatively indifferent, and his grades are very good, and he has also become a student who is generally looked up to by his classmates.

"So, your family is all 'black steel' attributes, with the exception of you, who has become 'death' and talent has become a coffin?"

"Isn't that strange? aren't all family talents the same?" asked Sack rhetorically.

"Well, my sister and I have different attributes and talents. I'm death, my sister is blood, my dad is metal, none of them are the same. I thought everyone's talent was unique......"

"Everyone's talent is indeed unique, but that's an individual difference under the same kind of talent, and there is definitely something wrong with your family. Otherwise, how about we join forces? The two of us are indeed much more efficient. Saktiyì said.

"Well, I'm missing a thug. It's up to you, Sark!" Cesar said with a pat on Sark's shoulder, in the tone of a trainer.

"While your wording is fine, I always have the illusion of being insulted?" Patting the dust off his body, Sack stood up and summoned his own black coffin, from which he took out a black two-handed sword and carried it behind his back.

"Wow, spatial talent?" Cesar's eyes lit up. His talent is destined to be missing from space, I heard my grandfather say that Camilla may be able to awaken space-related abilities, but there is very little hope, and today I can see the legendary space talent, it is really a blessing for three lives!

"You're wrong, my black coffin isn't a spatial talent, or just a little bit related to space. This black coffin can be contained in this sword because I have made a blood pact with it since I was a child. I can't use any weapon in my life other than this sword. Stroking the black sword behind him, Sack said with a holy expression.

"Didn't you use an iron rod before? you broke your oath!" said Cesar, narrowing his eyes.

"It's just a tool, not a weapon, and I don't use it with the mentality of using a weapon. By the way, can you introduce your talents, and you can cooperate for a while. Sacra pulled up Cesar, who was sitting on the ground, and asked.

"Fly magic, I really don't know what to say about it. It's not so much a talent as a half-finished product. Looking at the dark green flies around him, Cesar frowned in confusion. Blood honey and soul syrup must not be revealed to outsiders, so the only thing that can be shown is half-finished fly magic.

"Tell me specifically, have you just awakened your talent?" Sark wondered. Since he was a child, he has never seen any other talents except for the 'war puppets' of his father and brother.

"It's true that I've just woken up, and I'm not proficient in the application yet. My talent takes three steps to reach its full form, and the initial form is no different from ordinary spells, and you need to choose a spell to mix the power of death to form magic. After that, it's a matter of finding a carrier to form the kind of high-level magic that can be stabilized and pure. The third step is to choose a complete spell and upgrade it to a talent, which can be used at will at will at a very small cost. Cesar selectively revealed.

"That's good! I've never heard of a talent like this, and I can actually choose to control the direction of talent development. It's so much stronger than my natural talent. With such a strong talent, you must have inherited a lot of techniques, right?" Zac said curiously.

"Not a lot, indeed. Cesar nodded in response.

"And you're still going to school here, wouldn't it be a great deal?" said Zac.

"Well, there are a lot of them, but they don't work for me. And my family is not good at death power, and the only one with the death attribute can't spell. The main purpose of coming to school here is to systematically learn the power of death and determine the most suitable direction for yourself. Why do you have molars?"

"I'm about the same as you, my family can't teach me, and no one wants to teach me. Come here, like you, learn the power of death and determine your own route. Let's go out together, hurry up and kill the zombies, and when it's night, there will be no Shun lì now. Sack said.

"The undead move at night?" asked Cesar, who didn't know the situation.

"Yes, there are a small number during the day, but the vast majority of them appear at night. This way, I came from there yesterday. Sack pointed the way.

"No problem, I'll use scout flies to clear the way, there's danger for you. Cesar laughed.

"You're so treacherous! I think you're in good health, why don't you learn martial arts?"

"My adoptive mother didn't allow me to learn martial arts, saying it wasn't time yet. Why don't you learn magic? Not to mention that your family can't buy simple techniques. Cesar asked.

"How could I not want to learn magic! Unfortunately, I couldn't find a vehicle to release magic, my family's magic was released through the black steel sword. And my attributes don't match, even if I have the Black Steel Sword, I still can't learn those techniques. Martial arts have also shifted due to the problem of strength attributes, and in the end, the people in my family have become more and more disgusted with me...... That's why I'm here. The more he talked, the more frustrated he became.

"What is the reason? How did your bloodline change so strictly? Could it be that your mother is the kind of hellish creature that charms all beings? Are you an illegitimate child who was rejected by your brother??, you lost the qualification to inherit the family property, and was driven to a remote wasteland of dry bones?" Although her dream of a succubus mother was shattered, Cesar still had a good impression of the 'succubus mother'.

"You would really think that the three of us brothers were born to the same mother, and she is just an ordinary human. Sack replied, rolling his eyes.

"You weren't born to your own father?" Cesar said, raising an eyebrow.

"Die!"

The black steel sword slashed past his ear, and Cesar felt a shiver of death. The stimulus came too suddenly, not only did he not be afraid, but he felt a thrill of extreme excitement, and the scars began to affect him again......

"Haha, I'm joking, don't take it seriously. You can't be a genetic mutation, right?"

"Don't think about it, when my mother was pregnant with me, she was blessed by a death-attribute god, and then my talent was mutated. It's a good thing, but unfortunately my family is special, so I don't want to mention it, is your ghost cat a magic pet? Cool, where did you buy it? I want one too. Sack withdrew his broadsword, then pointed to Camilla, who was on top of Cesar's head.

"This guy is a useless scrap wood, a gift from my grandfather, and I don't have to sell it outside. Cesar said in a bad tone.

"Vomit!" a displeased Camilla suddenly opened her mouth, spat out a pile of fragrant milk, and poured it on Cesar's head.

"See, she doesn't do anything but spit up milk and make pillows. It is better to buy high-end goods from specialty stores for pets. Cesar sighed, "There is a situation! ”

......

......

......

The second watch, ask for recommended votes, collections...... The more the merrier.