"Fifth Order?"

"Legends?"

"Is that what Beatrice meant? Or did I hear it wrong? ”

Sean's head was a little confused, but after all, he was no longer the guy who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it before, but a serious [Necromancer], a third-order professional!

From the current Sulu, he did feel a kind of temperament that was as majestic as a mountain and as deep as the sea.

"Won't you...... Sulu has only been a few years, and he is only a fifth-order? Are professionals so worthless? No...... Even within the eleventh round, there are very few fifth-order combat power, and I only know one......"

"But...... If it wasn't a fifth-order legend, how could it be possible to directly suppress the fourth-order Beatrice? ”

Sean opened his mouth wide, knowing that his roommate was really completely different.

"It's ...... Ritual of Death, are you preparing to break through the [King of the Undead]? ”

Sulu ignored Sean and glanced at the rituals around him again, immediately recognizing him.

[King of the Undead] is a fifth-order legendary class, and it is very cumbersome and demanding to find a job.

Sulu, who has read the Holy Book of Death, understands a certain link, which is the ritual of pleasing Lady Yue, which needs to cause at least a hundred deaths of transcendent species, and the higher the rank, the greater the success rate of later promotion.

Of course, this ritual is only one of the insignificant conditions.

But Beatrice was actually preparing for this, obviously with the certainty of promotion legend, and began to touch the realm of the fifth order.

This surprised Sulu a little, Beatrice's progress was a little unexpected, and she almost caught up with herself who cheated with the golden finger.

Fortunately, it didn't make her a climate, otherwise it would have been a disaster.

For yourself and for the world!

"Surrender to me!"

He spoke again, wanting to see how much control he had over Beatrice with his current rank and the contract he had imprinted.

"Lord...... Master ......"

Beatrice's expression was pained.

Half of her face was muscle-twisted, and the other half was even more terrifying, with her skin rotting and falling piece by piece.

It looked as if there were two forces that were going back and forth on her.

"Sure enough......"

Seeing this scene, Sulu's heart sank, knowing that Beatrice was really favored by Lady Moon and became a 'container' for coming.

Of course, it is not so simple for a god to descend.

It has high requirements for the concentration of spiritual tides in the world and the quality of containers.

Su Lu estimated that the evil god was just casting a wide net, and when he saw that the qualifications were okay, he cultivated it slightly.

After the fifth level, you will really 'pay attention' and 'invest'.

"But...... There is still a way to help her expel the influence she planted before and make her my puppet...... An assistant of a fourth-order [undead] and has the potential to be promoted to the [King of the Undead] seems to be very good......"

Sulu touched his chin.

At this time, I saw Beatrice, who was half-kneeling, as if she was under great pressure and wanted to stand up forcibly.

Not only that, but she began to whisper, "I pray to you...... Lord of Death, Moon ......"

"Shut up!"

Sulu let out a low snort, and the Spirit Chain appeared, directly sealing Beatrice's mouth.

He shook his head and turned to untie Sean: "I'm sorry...... My servant scared you, didn't he? ”

"Are you really Sulu?"

Sean looked like he wanted to step forward and pinch Sulu's face, but he didn't dare to do it: "Wait a minute...... What did you say? Your maid? ”

"It's a hassle to explain, but I did make her ......"

Sulu shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless gesture.

"But it's a classmate, I'll discipline her well in the future......"

Like what...... Erase all sanity, turn it into a blank sheet of paper, and ask Greentree Fort to teach, maybe you can really get a high-level maid, the kind that can participate in battle.

If brainwashing fails, it can also be crafted into thaumaturgic cards.

"Sorry...... The saintess of our society can't be taken away so easily! ”

At this moment, in the cold cave, an old voice suddenly came.

This voice does not carry the slightest emotion, but it can give people a cold feeling that emanates from the bottom of their hearts.

Sulu narrowed his eyes, as if he saw a trace of dark green color constantly rendering, like a plague, wrapping around the surviving werewolf captives.

They screamed and lost their lives directly, their body temperature dropping rapidly, and they turned into cold corpses.

Just the sound has taken the lives of a large number of low-level professionals!

"Stop!"

Seeing that those dark greens were about to cover him and Sean next to him, Sulu burst out with arrogant words, finally preventing the 'rendering' of colors.

Cluck!

Cluck!

Next to him, Sean's teeth chattered a little, and he felt the urge to kneel down in the face of the huge and amazing coercion.

Because what appeared was the fifth-order profession of the [Doomer], and it was also the embodiment of death.

"The Necromantic King?"

Sulu looked into the depths of darkness.

There, the image of an old man in a black robe slowly emerged.

He was meticulously dressed, like the most elaborate nobleman, holding a black staff, and the whites of his eyes turned pure black.

Not only that, but the other party seemed to be a completely lifeless corpse, and could not feel any heartbeat or breath of a living person.

On the contrary, all kinds of necromancy, evil spirits, fierce spirits, evil spirits...... It was dwelling on him, as if his whole being was a lair of the dead!

"Contemptible Bolom Garba! President of the Black Death Society! ”

The old man pressed his chest and saluted: "I wonder if Your Excellency can spare the saint of our society?" ”

"Sorry, this won't work."

Sulu shook his head, his expression becoming solemn.

The Black Death Society has two main career paths, one of which is the undead promotion route, represented by Beatrice, and the second is the [Doom] path!

With death and doom at its core, this path is proficient in necromancy and is a master of playing with corpses and souls!

"That's a shame......"

Bronn shook his head.

Dead spirits came out of his body, from under his clothes, from his eyes, nose, and ears.

In an instant, an army of the undead was formed that could fill the caves!

They are all illusory spirits, their bodies translucent, devoid of all color, and their facial expressions are hideous, painful, or blank...... The only thing that is the same is that there is an abomination of life in the eyes.

"Necromancy, Evil Spirits, Evil Spirits, ...... Evil Spirits"

The corners of Su Lu's mouth curled slightly: "With such an army of undead by your side, you are worthy of being the king of controlling the undead, if other professionals encounter it, it will definitely be very troublesome, but it's a pity that you met me!" ”

Dealing with spirits, this is the specialty of the [Medium]!