If only I could summon something special. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the explanation of the effect of the skilled black magician, Lynch couldn't help but sigh.

After a few days of running-in, Raphael did not have the so-called long reflex in the back of his head.

At least for now.

Then this magician, who can provide a strong guarantee of his safety, should be strengthened, and their abilities should be used to the fullest.

Otherwise, in order to defend his own people, he was destroyed by the enemy, it would not be a tragedy, but a comedy.

Skilled Black Magicians possess the ability of containers, capable of placing mana counters to achieve some special effects.

Speaking of mana counters, Lynch felt the urge to cry.

Because yesterday Kaos told him in a congratulatory tone.

(Congratulations to the host, a hundred victories, a hundred consecutive victories in this world, although this victory is full of moisture, shamelessness, and meanness, but victory is victory after all.) ）

(Congratulations to the host for getting three random cards, please draw.) ）

I got a card for a fart, and now I have a lot of cards, but I can't use it because of your sister's restrictions.

Lynch complained in his heart, why don't you let me lift all kinds of restrictions, clean up some of the ones that have not been unlocked, and the lion wizard who has been unlocked is still lying in the system with ashes.

(Because the extraction time has passed.) ）

(The host gets a total of three cards.) ）

(Respectively, mana mastery, mana mastery, mana mastery.) ）

(Hopefully, the host will continue to work hard.) ）

I, I, I TMD haven't reacted yet, how did I get three magic masteries!

A mouthful of Lynch's old blood welled up in his heart.

Well, it's better than nothing, and this magic mastery is a very commonly used card.

Don't suffer, don't suffer.

Lynch thought silently in his heart, during the time he got along with the system, his mental cultivation was increasing day by day, or if he hadn't been open-minded, he would have made the system angry a long time ago, how could he still persist in the struggle in the other world and strive to be a successful hypocrite?

(Kaos, can I use my magic to master myself to learn magic, or augment myself?) Lynch has always cared about whether he can strengthen himself a little, after all, he always relies on monsters, and he is a little weak.

Kaos asked rhetorically.

(Well, I think this can be there.) Lynch rubbed his hands together and smiled modestly, his voice slightly flattering.

Is there any, sometimes it's not a word from the system, Lynch doesn't believe it, the system doesn't even have the ability to strengthen itself, and it can summon so many monsters, how can it not even give yourself any benefits.

So, we're all so acquainted, it's always okay to open a back door.

Kaos didn't directly dismiss Lynch's delusions, but continued to ask.

(Well, well, what kind of relationship are we, brothers in the same trench.) If you can get closer, then try to get closer, how much is this thing worth of face?

(Yes, for the sake of the host's hard work, I can give the host a very favorable condition.) Kaos has never been so good at talking.

Lynch was pleasantly surprised, could he really be transferred, no, he couldn't be too happy, the system was likely to want to play with himself.

So be calm, if Kaos wants to play himself, he must pretend to be depressed after being played, but not really depressed.

Lynch's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds under Kaos's training, otherwise how could he hide so many people?

(Well, as long as you can beat that goose, remember, it's heads-up, and you have to pass it.) ）

(That's not too much.) ）

It's not too much, but it just can't be beaten.

At the thought of the goose raised at home, Lynch was really depressed.

If you make an analogy, the combat power of the goose in this world is at least equivalent to the Tibetan mastiff on the earth, although people can't beat the Tibetan mastiff, but for Lynch, who is still trying to challenge the long-distance run of two thousand meters and twenty push-ups, it is really too difficult.

But this is a concession given to itself by the system, which is rare to see, and even if you can't win, there is no harm in agreeing.

As for cheating, don't be delusional, judging from the recent parallel goods prizes that Kaos has given himself, his IQ is higher than Lynch's, and so far there are no loopholes in his thinking.

(Okay, I agree.) With this in mind, Lynch hurriedly agreed, lest the system suddenly regret it.

(Don't worry, I won't regret it.) As if guessing Lynch's thoughts, Kaos teased.

There was something wrong with this tone, and Lynch had just had the idea when he heard Kaos continue.

(Not to mention that sovereignty is mine, whether I recognize it or not is my word, it really doesn't work, I can directly strengthen the goose and let it become Godzilla, is it possible that the host can say anything?)

To be shameless to a certain level is to be honest and shameless.

Lynch served.

"Mr. Lynch, Mr. Lynch?" the butler's words interrupted Lynch's memories once again.

It is very rude to think about things in front of the cemetery, so the housekeeper pulled and reminded him.

A man like Mr. Lynch, who wanders every day, is the first to believe him if he has any schemes.

Yes, Madame Dulcinea is a skeptic, could Mr. Lynch be trying to take advantage of this opportunity to do something bad?

Although there was neither a motive nor a reason, Madame Dulcinea was still on guard, and with the presence of a butler, only one Raphael, and the half-crippled Lynch, could not make waves.

Unlike Lynch's impression, the mage is not only not good at close combat, it can even be said that he is not good at combat.

For example, chanting a spell for two or three seconds or seven or eight seconds is as short as a fighter, even if it is skilled enough to be instantaneous, it is far inferior to a warrior in terms of combat advantage.

Without warriors as protection, mages are simply slaughtered.

As for the local tyrant magicians who are piled up with various props, that can't be speculated with common sense.

Raphael is a rare combat magician, and the black magic that uses negative emotions as a source of power can allow Raphael to do things that ordinary magicians can't do in battle.

Since Raphael is a combat mage, then in other aspects, he is far inferior to Lady Dulcinea, and as for Lynch's nonsense of using heroic spirits to defend against enemy invasions, two days ago, he would not have been.

Thanks to the magic mastering the enhancement of Raphael by this card, he was able to develop this important skill.

"May the sleeping souls return from the River Styx, and the heroic spirits who do not want to depart listen to our voices. ”

"Death is just a new beginning. ”

"Those ununderstood wishes. ”

"Those obsessions that I can't let go. ”

"Love and hate, love and hatred, never go away. ”

Raphael's hoarse voice, low and elusive.

The magic is jubilant.

The aster bush actually played the role of a magic array at this moment, making the magic element resonate for the second time.

There are many theories in this world about where the soul of death goes, people who believe in the goddess can return to the arms of the goddess, those who want to be reincarnated will go to the river Styx, and those who have a soul that cannot be let go will linger.

The soul that returns to the goddess's bosom cannot be disturbed, so Raphael chooses to summon the undead who are obsessed.

Death is the last sorrow of life, a bleak song.

But there are always souls that are not the same, even on the River Styx, who never cries.

"Hoyle, Anthony, Joseph, Locke............" Lady Dulcinea had a good memory, and she was able to name almost every warrior and know where he lived.

The soul in a transparent state looked at itself and the people around it in disbelief.

Finally it turned into a bang.

"Madame, give instructions, and we will serve you. ”

Faced with such a scene, even Lady Dulcinea, who puts her interests first, could not be moved.

"This magic can only last for a month at most, and if you do nothing, a fierce battle will not last. Raphael knew that it wasn't his own magic that sustained such amazing magic, but the obsession of the warriors that sustained them.

As Lynch promised, Raphael had no way to manipulate these undead, who were actually burning their own souls.

When they dissipated, there was no trace of their souls in this world.