It's a swamp where you never see the sun, and when the wind blows, it brings with it a rancid smell. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The land was covered by a dark canopy created by necromancers in the sky, and from the outside it looked like a forest, but the treasure hunters could never go to the forest.

There is more than one swamp like this in the entire continent, where people who cultivate the power of the undead thrive, evading the pursuit of the Holy Sect and even the entire Holy Angel Continent. The continent is said to have been redeemed by those so-called angels thousands of years ago, so the naming rights are also theirs.

What Holy Angel Continent? Mo Bai was quite unimpressed by this, as a necromancer who had been expelled and hunted down, it was not strange at all to have this kind of thought. Ever since the Lich King brought the power of the undead to this continent, the battle between the Light and the undead has not stopped. Of course, this is just a legend, and no one has proven it.

As a result of the legend, the angels were victorious, and the undead were slaughtered.

"Why do you have to fight? everyone is human, and they are not some kind of monsters, what kind of faction are they divided into?" Mo Bai sat on the edge of a withered reed, looking at the rippling black water around him, the eternally gloomy sky, and the unpleasant chirping of some rotten bone crows from time to time. Such a gloomy environment made Mo Bai feel a little relaxed.

The breeze blew Mo Bai a little sleepy.

The sound of someone walking behind him around "Rustle" was heard. Mo Bai opened his eyes and turned his head.

Behind him stood a young man of about fourteen years old, although he was young, Jian Yu's eyebrows were sharpened, and he didn't look like a person who cultivated undead magic at all. Even if it is placed in the royal guard of the White Rock Empire, the temperament is not too much.

Mo Bai stood up and smiled lightly: "Xiao Fan, is there something?" The young man's name is Mo Fan.

Mo Fan didn't have any expression on his face, and said calmly: "Brother, the teacher asked you to come over." ”

"What's the matter?" Although Mo Bai asked, his body had already walked towards the path Mo Fan had come, and he probably understood what the teacher was going to say.

Mo Fan shook his head.

The two of them walked like this, and Mo Bai suddenly said: "Actually, this Lich King is also quite irresponsible, bring this power here and just leave it alone." "If the legend is true.

Mo Fan frowned and said, "If your words are heard by the teachers or elders, you will be locked up again." "Obviously this has happened before.

Mo Bai still smiled and didn't speak again.

After walking through the reeds and walking for a while, the two finally reached a dilapidated castle, and in the distance they saw two mighty skeleton soldiers standing at the door, armed with spears, all golden and imposing. It is not at the same level as the skeleton soldiers summoned by Mo Bai, and the ability of the summoned creature is closely related to the summoner.

Moreover, these two skeletons were not summoned to watch the door casually, the skeletons carefully refined by the peak undead archmage Draena were enough to be worthy of a high-level professional.

Each profession on this continent has its own hierarchy. Taking the legal profession as an example, it is divided into: magic apprentice→ junior magician→ senior magician→ archmage→ magician→ archmage→ holy magician (law saint) → magic god. Each realm is divided into the early stage, middle stage, late stage, and peak. This is a rule that humans have laid down for a long time.

Of course, this only works for humans, like elven dwarves, and even Warcraft have their own set of divisions, but they are also much the same. This division is only one-sided, and it doesn't necessarily mean that the low level can't beat the high, there are many things to evaluate the strength, and the level is just one item.

Mo Fan stopped at the door: "You go by yourself." ”

Mo Bai smiled, nodded, and walked into the castle between the two skeleton soldiers. Unless the likes of the high-ranking Skeleton Lords are summoned, the summoned undead creatures only obey their masters, and there are only enemies and non-enemies in their world. Mo Bai is obviously not in the enemy's category.

The gloomy environment in the castle is essential, and if ordinary people come here, they may be scared out of heart disease by those white bones and internal organs. This is also the fundamental reason why the world hates necromancers and the Divine Sect to extend the "necromancer evil theory" to be tenable.

In the third room on the second floor of the castle, Mo Bai easily found the room where the teacher Draeney was.

Mo Bai knocked on the door, and soon a somewhat hoarse voice came: Come in.

The door was unlocked, and with a push of it, it opened and entered.

I saw a raunchy, pale-skinned, ragged old man tinkering with some potions, metal. An obscure magic circle was drawn on the rune paper in front of him.

In the eyes of the world, this face is simply a flower child, but in this swamp of the dead, it is commonplace. The young people are okay, and most of the old people who have practiced necromancy for many years are pale and skinny. Necromancy will drain their life force, but it will give them the power not to die, so it becomes like this.

Sometimes Mo Bai thinks that he will become like this in the future...... Expect?

Draeney was still doing his own experiments, and Mo Bai watched quietly. Mo Bai is not good at alchemy, soul and summoning are his current strengths.

Dranay was experimenting with summoning rock trolls, and a monster made of stone floated slowly in the magic circle. Although it is not as big as Mo Bai's palm now, once it is successfully summoned, it is another powerful creature.

"Failed. Draenay's voice came with some chagrin. As his voice fell, the magic circle flickered and dimmed, and the metal in the array quickly decomposed, and the originally precious materials such as Mithril became a pile of scrap metal.

"Teacher, I think you should add some soul stones and give it a try. Mo Bai suggested.

Draeney quickly vetoed: "Soul stones don't work. "If it were in normal times, I'm afraid he would argue with Mo Bai regardless of his identity as a disciple of his teacher, but today there is obviously something more important to say.

Drane walked to a shelf, took a bead, and said, "You've been studying under me for 14 years, now let's test your strength." "Mages judge levels by mental power and mana, and this bead can do that.

Mo Bai bears beads, and Mo Bai is no stranger to the use of things like this. Concentrate and put your palm up, and gradually, the beads lit up with a faint green glow. Advanced Necromancer, Intermediate.

If this level is in those empires, it can also be mixed with a good status, at least the lord of a small city. But Mo Bai is a necromancer, and he is not here.

A hint of relief flashed in Dranay's eyes, Mo Bai's achievement had already exceeded his expectations: "You are only 18 years old this year, and you can actually reach the high-level necromancer realm. ”

Mo Bai joined his name when he was 4 years old, and he has been 14 years now. For this disciple, Drahney still likes it very much. However, his personality is too easy-going, resulting in a lack of firm faith, which can be seen from when Mo Bai complained about the Lich King to Mo Fan.

Faith doesn't seem important in the early stages of the career, but Draene, who is close to the Sanctuary, knows very well how important faith is to improve his strength. Arriving at the age of 18 to reach the Archmage, Mo Bai's achievements will definitely not stop there, but after arriving at the Holy Domain, due to his lack of firm faith, his strength may stagnate, and this is what Draena is worried about.

However, Mo Bai himself didn't have anything to worry about, looking at the lake all day long, teasing those rotten bone crows, and he didn't see how worried......

"Teacher, is there anything else?" Mo Bai knew that Draena couldn't just look for him to test his level.

Draeney came back to her senses a little, and her expression suddenly became stern: "You want to get out?"

The "outing" here naturally refers to getting out of the swamp of the dead. Originally, Mo Bai was going to talk to Drane a few days ago, but seeing that he was doing a very important experiment, he didn't bother, just left a note, which seemed to have just been discovered.

"Reason. ”

"I've grown up in this swamp since I was a kid and wanted to go outside. Mo Bai said: "And if you want to become a real strong person, experience is also very important, isn't it?"

"But do you know how dangerous it is out there?" Draeney was a little excited, "The whole human race is looking for us. You go out, don't you go out and fall into the net?"

Draeney knew that Mo Bai had some truth in what he said, but the Holy Cult was in full swing, and the necromancer was listed as the number one enemy of humanity, and once he stepped out of the protection of the dark canopy, he could barely survive. Even the settlements of these necromancers were also discovered and destroyed by the siege of the Holy Sect.

"Then are we going to sit and wait?" Mo Bai was not surprised by the teacher's stopping, these thoughts had been in his mind for a long time: "Discrimination such as race, occupation, skin color, etc., is the most stupid prejudice of human beings, except for a few people, necromancers are not much different from other professions. ”

"Even, we can heal, and it's more reliable than those so-called Holy Light, aren't we?"

"Are we going to put up with this discrimination and not resist it?"

"Alas. "These Draena haven't thought about it, but there are too few new forces in the necromancer clan, and Mo Bai is so good, he really can't bear to risk it.

The Swamp of the Dead is already sparsely populated, and the people who have practiced necromancer magic for hundreds of years have basically lost their fertility, and female necromancers ...... There are very few in themselves.

Like Mo Bai Mo Fan, there are several other young people living in this swamp, who are basically homeless children who were taken to the swamp of the dead.

Yes, even Mo Bai himself doesn't know his background, according to Dranay, when he was a baby, he inexplicably appeared on the periphery of the Shamp of the Dead, and was brought back to the swamp by Dranay, and he studied under him until now, and even the name Mo Bai was taken by Dranay.

Mo Bai wants to go out, and he also has the intention of exploring his own background, but the chance is really not big.