Chapter 48: The Ring of the Dead

Under the gaze of William and Sumela, Snow Eagle lifted the Transfiguration and turned into an old man!

"It's you?!"

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Not long ago, everyone was eating and eating together in the cave, and the old man was the first to go, and now they actually met in this situation.

"Introduce yourself, I, Picios, a mid-level necromancer, and the notorious wanted criminal of the Magic Guild. ā€

The old man said, his eyes showed a touch of fanaticism, staring at the simple ring on William's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I'm not mistaken, what you are wearing on your hand is the Ring of the Dead, right?"

William's eyes narrowed, and he asked with interest, "How did you recognize this ring?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, for you're dying anyway. ā€

"Decades ago, when I was a junior necromancer, I followed my teacher and had the privilege of entering the Magic Tower once. ā€

"It was in a broken ancient book in the Magic Tower that I saw the Ring of the Dead. ā€

Speaking of this, Picios's tone was full of infinite emotion: "In order to find this ring, my teacher took me to wander for most of my life and went to many places...... To this day, I still remember the unwilling look of the teacher before he died. ā€

Sobering up from the unforgettable memories, Pisius stared at William and sneered: "After the death of my teacher, I also continued to search for decades with hope, and finally found no less than a hundred rings of this style, but unfortunately none of them are real. ā€

William said suspiciously: "How do you know that the one in my hand is real?"

"I deduced it. ā€

Piccius smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "A noble young master rarely wears an ordinary ring with a simple style and rough handiwork to lower his status. If you're carrying a gemstone ring or something, I'm not going to look at it again. ā€

"Also, I'm an alchemist, and I'm extremely sensitive to the smell of all kinds of magical potions. ā€

After a pause, Pisius's fanatical gaze moved to Sumela's body: "The smell of forbidden magic liquid emanating from your body, I can smell it from a long distance. What does this mean? It means that you are very strong, at least, at the same level as a high-level magician. ā€

"A high-ranking magician at such a young age, or a magician...... With such a terrifying bloodline talent, I'm afraid that there will be no one else on the entire continent except for the descendant of the cursed Noqin family. ā€

"Am I right?

Picios ended the reasoning. He looked at Sumera expectantly, as if he was eager to be acknowledged by Sumera himself.

Sumera didn't speak, but William spoke: "I have to say, your inference seems to be very correct. However, the ring on my hand is really just an ordinary magic ring. ā€

As soon as these words came out, Sumera was stunned for a moment.

He looked at William, only to see a wicked smile on the corner of William's mouth, as if he was willing to play tricks on Picios.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!"

Unlike Sumela's surprise, Pisius jumped straight up like a cat with a broken tail that had been stepped on. He stared at William's eyes, and forced a few words out of his teeth word by word: "You, in, say, panic!"

William shook his head innocently and spread his hands: "No, why am I lying to you?"

Pithewston was stunned.

Sumera looked at the appearance of Pisius being teased by William, and couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud with a 'poof'.

"True or not, you will die today!" said Piercius, furious.

His lips squirmed and closed rapidly, and an ancient, jerky magic spell was pronounced, like a magic sound, and the snow on the snow suddenly stirred up two large bags.

Two ten-meter-long ice dragons, directly breaking through the snow, winding and hovering in mid-air, dragon head, dragon body, dragon tail, scale armor are all available, lifelike.

"It's mid-level magic, be careful. Sumera reminded with a solemn face.

William waved his hand and said indifferently: "Believe it or not, before the ice dragon bites, that old guy will be killed by me in an instant!"

Sumera couldn't help but laugh: "This is a fight, not a joke!"

"Well, no kidding. I've got two big guns, and I'm going to show you the power of one of them!"

William said, pull out the gun, aim, shoot, all in one go!

In an instant, an extremely subtle small black shadow continued to enlarge in Pisius's eyes.

Before Pisius could even react, an extremely dangerous thought had just risen in his mind, and suddenly, a blood flower bloomed on his chest, bewitching and scarlet.

Picios only felt a chill all over his body, and a warm liquid flowed out of his chest, and the whole world in his eyes gradually became a layer of gray.

Straight and straight, Pisius fell down after being shot.

The magic power supply of the two ice dragons was directly cut off, and the ice dragons shattered and turned into ice chips.

As William said, in an instant, the mid-level necromancer was killed.

Seeing this, William put away his pistol, and despite the shocked look on Sumela's pretty face, he went straight to Pisius.

"Hmm... The eyeballs are still moving, and they are not dead yet. ā€

William examined Picios and muttered to himself.

At this time, Picios seemed to be back to the light, he grabbed William's sleeve and asked unwillingly: "You! Do you have... Lie to me?!"

When William heard this, he was stunned.

After reacting, William replied truthfully: "I thought you would ask how you died, but I didn't expect that you were really persistent." But it's okay to tell you, it was really me who was wrong just now, I lied to you, I'm sorry. ā€

As he spoke, a Burmese smile appeared on William's face, as if he was really embarrassed.

Pitsius propped himself up from the snow, spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and then fell straight down again, unexpectedly dead.

William sighed and stood up.

Sumera walked over at this time and asked directly: "You have a powerful weapon there, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

William knew that the weapon that Sumera was talking about was a pistol.

"I'm not a sharpshooter, I'm a shotgun. He used to turn into a bird and an eagle and fly in the sky, how can I fight? Only he let his guard down, fell down to disarm the transfiguration, and turned into a human form. When I stood in front of me at close range, I was sure of my fate. ā€

After hearing this, Sumera nodded as if she had understood, and she didn't know if she understood William's terminology.

William didn't explain much.

He circled around the corpse of Pythius, hoping to make some dead money. It's a pity that Picios doesn't even have a single piece of clothing except for a few piles of feathers that cover his body, let alone magic rings and wands, gold coins, and the like.

William said kindly: "This old fellow is quite pitiful, I'd better dig a pit and bury him." ā€

Sumera shook her head, stopped William, and said, "Don't bury it, his body is still useful." ā€

William was slightly stunned, and before he could ask, Sumera explained: "Throw the corpse into the undead realm first, and when I recover my magic power, I will go in and deal with it, so that he can be slowly reborn in the undead realm." When the time comes, my undead legion will have one more mage general. ā€

William was even more confused.

"The Ring of the Dead is one of the ten major artifacts, and its role is not only for storage, but also for opening the channel of the undead interface. ā€

Sumera said truthfully, "The Ring of the Dead also has the function of bringing the dead back to life. It's just that after resurrection, the deceased's memories will be lost, and they will become loyal servants of the Ring of the Dead for the rest of their lives. ā€

Speaking of this, Sumera licked her lips bloodthirstily and said, "Once anyone has the Ring of the Undead, it is equivalent to having an invincible army of the undead!"

After a pause, Sumera continued: "The undead legion of the Ring of the Undead is not the same as the necromancer's summoning. ā€

She pointed to the snow, "For example, right now, the soles of our feet are snowy. There are very few dry bones in the ground, almost none. I can't summon dead things here. ā€

William finally understood what Sumera meant. He was extremely surprised: "Is it that if I only need to summon the undead realm passage, I can control those skeleton soldiers in the undead interface at any time and let them fight in this world?"

Sumera glanced at William appreciatively, "Almost." You're right, but you're not right. Because you're not yet the true owner of the Ring of the Dead, that's why you can't dominate that army of skeletons. ā€

"Well, it looks like you've been hiding a lot from me before. ā€

William smiled bitterly, touched the Ring of the Dead on his hand, and asked, "Does this thing need to be dripping blood to recognize the owner?"

Sumera glanced at William: "Where is it so simple, this involves an important secret of my Noqin family." ā€

William nodded slowly. When he saw that Sumera didn't want to say more, he didn't ask any more.

Subsequently, according to Sumela's words, William directly summoned the passage gate of the undead world and threw the body of Piccius into it.

As for the traces of the battle in the snow, William did not deal with it. There's really no need for that, as long as the wind blows, as soon as the wind blows, everything has to be restored to the way it was.

After that, William accompanied the United States, and the two of them took one step at a time, planning to get out of the snow first and arrive at the big snow pass in the province of Beigus.

Daxue Pass, is the only city in the province of Beigus, the city is located in all directions, is a strategic place, whether it is in and out of the province of Beigus, must pass through the heavy snow pass.

According to William's original idea, as long as the two arrived at Daxue Pass, they would find a caravan in the city, take a ride, and go directly out of Beigus Province.

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is often cruel.

Five days later, William and Sumera, who had been sleeping all the way, appeared outside the tall walls of Daxue Pass, in a dense forest.

The two of them were prostrate on a large snow-covered boulder, and William looked through the trees in the direction of the snowy pass.

I saw more than 30 soldiers with serious expressions, strictly guarding the position at the gate of the city, holding knives and guns in their hands, and strictly inspecting the teams entering and leaving the heavy snow pass.