Zhao Yang finished the meal with satisfaction, moved a long chair, and sat in the courtyard, next to a small table with all kinds of fruits and snacks that the elf had just bought.

The elf just stood beside him, peeling grapes with one hand and sending them to Zhao Yang's mouth with the other.

That's life!

It's a pity that this kind of life is destined not to be enjoyed for long.

Zhao Yang closed his door to concentrate, he was arranging the protective necromantic enchantment, and now the time was almost evening, this time, it was the necromancer's favorite activity time.

The time soon came to the evening, when the sky was already in the dark before it was dark, and the sky was dusk, and gusts of cold wind blew in.

The elf stood by Zhao Yang's side and fought a cold war, she had never seen a necromancer in their elf world, and an elf and an undead spirit with such a strong breath of life were natural opponents, so her sense of necromancer was actually more acute than Zhao Yang's.

As the sky gradually darkened, a breath of death suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and I saw that another one-dimensional exit seemed to have opened on the ground, and several skeletons slowly emerged from it.

Some of them were armed with long swords, and some of them were wearing standard armor, and they looked like they were from different eras.

One of the necromancers, dressed in black robes and looking like the leader of this group of necromancers, raised his head and said in an ugly voice, "I didn't expect that there would be new living people after so long, and you will be the best gift I can give to the professor." ”

I didn't expect that after so long, Zhao Yang could still hear this name, this name was the name he gave him when he transformed the lich, it seems that these creatures that were created, their names have no way to change themselves.

"Your lord, are you called the professor?"

Zhao Yang asked unhurriedly at the moment.

"Why do you ask that, a living person? Do you still know our professor? Now you should obediently tie your hands, let me transform you into noble necromancers. ”

The leader looked at Zhao Yang and the elf next to him, knowing that this was a rare material for transformation, as long as he was transformed, he would be able to have two more powerful mage-type necromancers under him, which was very sought-after in the necromantic world, so that with his performance, he could be valued by the professor as a member of the mage group.

Zhao Yang not only wanted to laugh when he heard what this necromantic said at this moment, your professor, I not only know, but I also created it.

"Anyway, I can't run, and you're not in a hurry for a while, why don't you tell me what the situation is in this necromantic realm?"

Zhao Yang asked with interest.

"I didn't expect you, a born person, to be so bold. Anyway, you will be my subordinate in the future, so I'll tell you about it. ”

Maybe he has been in the necromantic realm for a long time, and the emotional intelligence of this necromantic seems to be a little low, as soon as Zhao Yang said this, he believed it.

But also, between the necromancy, there is definitely no such intrigue among human beings, you come and go, it is a kind of ethnic structure in which the superior controls the life and death of the subordinate, and the so-called emotional intelligence is actually useless.

"The Necromantic Realm was founded by the Professor, and it is said that it has not been for a long time, only more than a hundred years. The Necromantic Realm, created by absorbing the power of the necromancers of the entire world, is a paradise for all the dead and the best place for the souls of all living beings after death. ”

"Best? In other words, after the creature dies, there is another place for the souls, and you are responsible for fighting for those souls to the necromantic realm?"

Zhao Yang keenly discovered the hidden information in the words of the necromancer in front of him.

"It's not a scramble, in fact, the soul goes to that place far worse than in the necromantic realm. If there is faith, it will be received into the kingdom of God by the corresponding gods as a lamb for faith. If you don't have faith, you'll be stuck on the wall of the unbelievers. However, both of these situations are actually very miserable, and there is no way to get rid of them. In this sense, by accepting the souls of this world into the necromantic realm, we are actually giving them freedom. ”

Well, it makes sense, this set of words must be the professor's hand over to these dead spirits.

"How do you know that? And the wall of the unbelievers? You've seen it?"

Zhao Yang asked again.

"It is said that the Professor once saw the Wall of the Unbelievers and took many souls from it. So now the professor is blacklisted by a lot of gods. ”

It seems that Zhao Yang has been regarded as a future subordinate, and the necromancer knows everything about Zhao Yang.

Unexpectedly, this professor has quite an idea.

When Zhao Yang created him, in fact, his personality and memory came from Zhao Yang himself.

So on another level, the professor is another Zhao Yang.

However, this professor seems to be keen on building the world and competing for souls, as if playing a game of farming.

The necromancer in front of him should have been created by the professor, if it was a natural transformation, the tone of his speech would not be so coarse, and he would not have been able to say so many words by Zhao Yang in just a few words.

"And your professor, did you mention his master?"

"Sometimes I hear adults mention it, but after I heard that the master of the adults created him, they never looked for him again, and it seems that he has gone to another world. ”

Well, it's like an abandoned orphan.

However, the professor has always been an energy creature created based on Zhao Yang, and some memories are engraved in his bones. The most important point is the obedience to Zhao Yang, just like the fundamental logic of intelligent programs, if this is to be changed, then the cornerstone of building the spiritual world will collapse, and the professor as an energy creature will disappear from now on.

"I let go of my psychic channel, and you come in now. ”

Zhao Yang wanted to use the necromancer in front of him to see if he could connect to the professor.

"Living, you can't wait now? I haven't seen a living person in such a hurry to transform in so many years, it seems that you really yearn to become a dead soul, and I will satisfy you. ”

Immediately afterwards, a consciousness entered Zhao Yang's spiritual world, but as soon as he entered Zhao Yang's spiritual world, this consciousness was frozen and stood in place.

"Vice-brain, access to the psychic channel, trace the source"

"Confirmed, traced back to the source psychic signal, is it connected?"

"Let's connect"

As the subbrain's voice fell.

A puzzled voice appeared in Zhao Yang's mind: "Master?"

"You're the master?"

"Is it really you?"

In the distant necromantic realm, the professor sat atop the Throne of Bones, his face full of doubt.

Since he was created, the master has not looked for him once, and after a short time, the spiritual channel connecting with the master has been inexplicably interrupted.

Now he inexplicably transmitted a message from a necromancer under him, which is absolutely not wrong, this connection between the ontology and the creation body can only be sent by the ontology.