The illusion used by Kevin is still one of the synchronous illusions, and there is no problem with this old necromancer holding back his laughter. But as long as he shows a little smile, he can immediately amplify his emotions and make him smile and expose his hiding.

Of course, the synchronous illusion itself also has relatively strict casting conditions, and with Kevin's strength, he can't bypass them all. Monomer casting, induction can be synchronized, and so on. The current situation is that the other party is suspected of being a dead person, and he can't feel the spiritual power at all, and the illusion is theoretically ineffective.

But that doesn't stop Kevin from constantly casting illusions, whether he's dead or wooden, Kevin keeps it right. Just want the martial artist to swing his fist in the air, just want the archer to shoot in the dark, the success rate is indeed very low, but anyway, there is time now.

In fact, by the time Stadt and Writer A settled the others, Kevin was already scratching the soles of his feet. By the time they came up, Kevin had been scratching for hours. Until writer A also scratched the soles of his feet, and Start stood in the middle to look at it, the whole picture seemed too funny, and finally the old man couldn't help but "smile slightly", and as a result, he couldn't help it anymore......

At the same time, Kevin has another inference. No matter what kind of strange spell the old man cast, he must still need this body in front of him. If he can change his body, then this is too exaggerated, equivalent to immortality. So under this premise, the body should always have a little connection with the soul, right?

Even if it's an out-of-body soul, there should always be something left in the body, right? The water in the bowl is poured out, and there will be some water stains left, and with such a complicated technique as the out-of-body soul, there is nothing left in the body after the out-of-body experience? Kevin thinks it's unlikely, there should always be some connection, and constantly attacking the body will inevitably cause some kind of damage to the soul outside.

Now it seems that this is indeed the case! This old man is probably also the first necromancer to be exposed by scratching the soles of his feet, and it is probably a shame for the necromancer to say it.

The three of them surrounded the skeleton, Stadt stood in the middle in heavy armor, Kevin stood on the left with a funny shield, and Writer A stood a little farther away with a stick, he was too weak to go too far.

The skeleton opened its mouth and pointed to the forbidden magic array, but it didn't seem to speak.

Stadt and Kevin glanced at each other, and immediately threw out a pen and paper from the space ring: "Write!"

The skeleton turned pen and paper, writing directly with the pen on the finger bones, the posture became twisted, and the handwriting was ugly, but finally wrote the meaning: "I lose, I surrender." ”

"Surrender?" everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and vigilance, Kevin went straight to the point, "Where's the authority?" ”

The skeleton lay on the ground and wrote, "Wait a minute. "I don't seem to be used to this way of writing, it's very slow.

The people were also quite patient, so they waited quietly.

The skeleton then wrote, "I have something to say. ”

Everyone: "......"

The skeleton then wrote: "I am valuable, I have knowledge, I have treasure." ”

Writer A seems to have lost interest when he sees this: "It seems that the next step is negotiation, and it has little to do with me." I'm also quite tired today, so I'll go down and rest first. ”

Starter hurriedly turned around to see him off, and after a few polite words, he finally sent him downstairs. Kevin still stood still, staring at the skeleton in front of him. The skeleton also seems to be very interesting, and waits for writer A to go downstairs before continuing to write.

"I'm going back to my body now, and I hope you can close the forbidden magic array. ”

"It can't be. Kevin flatly refused. Then the skeleton bowed his head and began to write, but because he was writing too slowly, Kevin had already started talking to Stadt about something else: "What do you think?

Starter shook his head, "It's not my turn, is it?"

"Why can't it be your turn?" Kevin asked rhetorically, "It's just the two of us now, and if the two of us agree, then he won't see the sun tomorrow." ”

The skeleton looked up suddenly, and there seemed to be a kind of fear in its empty eyes.

Start raised an eyebrow slightly, and thought for a moment, "You mean to kill him?" but I remember you said that you used a knife during the battle, and you didn't intend to kill anyone. ”

"I can't think too much about the battle, and I do things according to the routine," Kevin replied, "but now that I calm down and think about it, I feel more and more that it's a disaster for this kind of person to stay." ”

"This ...... Let's see how you use it, after all, ......" Statt hesitated.

"There's not just one necromancer in the world," Kevin replied, "we can't co-opt everyone to take advantage of it, can we? Look at this person in front of you, murderous nature, this kind of person can really fit into a peaceful social environment? Wouldn't it be that a resident is missing today, a resident is missing tomorrow, and the last investigation is on his experimental bench." ”

Starter was silent for a moment, looking at the skeleton's stiff hands, as if he wanted to write something to refute, but he didn't know where to start because the pen was too slow.

"Kevin," Stadt began, "I guess we shouldn't think too much about our identities, and leave it to our superiors." ”

Kevin nodded, but shook his head again: "This is the high seas, not necessarily Lou Baole can come first, maybe the surrounding countries find out first, should we also hand him over to other countries?"

"It can't be handed over to another country," Stadt said categorically this time, "If other countries find out first, we will kill him on the spot." ”

Kevin nodded in agreement. The skeleton looked at this, then at that, and the pen in his hand didn't move for a long time. Kevin urged, "Do you understand, hurry up and hand over the staff of authority." Let us sail back to China by ourselves, otherwise once discovered by other countries, you will only have a dead end. ”

The skeleton hurriedly lay down and wrote in a slow pen: "You can hide me." ”

Starter immediately nodded: "This is indeed a good idea." ”

"No, it's too risky," Kevin shook his head, "The necromancer's various methods, who knows if there is a loophole in the middle?"

"Yes, it's risky. Stadt nodded in agreement.

The skeleton seemed to be so angry that it hurriedly wrote, "I want to speak!"

"Didn't you give you both pen and paper?" asked Stadt.

"I'm slow to write. ”

"Then you write faster. Kevin replied.

Skeleton: "......"

After a moment of silence, the skeleton finally seemed to have made up his mind and began to write a long story: "I am an orphan who grew up in a war-torn environment. Living alone, he has nowhere to go at night and can only sleep in the cemetery. Finally one day, I was picked up by the necromancers, and that year I was weak, I was helpless, and I was pitiful......"

"I'm weak, I'm helpless, I'm pitiful...... But I will fight the dead to glory. Kevin suddenly complained as he read it.

"Hahaha......" Starter laughed, then suddenly became serious, "I'm sorry, I remembered something glad." ”

The skeleton couldn't help but restart the paragraph: "I am writing this to prove that I also have feelings." I'm not a murderer, I'm human, and I can fit into a peaceful society. ”

"Hehe," the two of them shook their heads with sneers after reading what he wrote.

The skeleton hurriedly tried to write something to prove himself, but Starter had already stopped: "Don't, don't do this." Let's talk about interests, not about human nature. If you want to talk about human nature again, give me back the pen. ”

The skeleton was helpless, so he wrote again: "How can you let me go?"

"I'm not going to let you go," Kevin replied bluntly, "but I'm not a chief right now, so I'd like to discuss it." There are two kinds of endings, one is to be executed on the spot, and the other is to be handed over to your superiors. I'm more inclined to the former, though. ”

"Why?" asked Stat, "as far as I know, Fran seems to have lost his memory." All her spells were gone, and only a few instinctual spells remained. If there is a genuine necromancer on board, it should be of great help. ”

Hearing Fran's amnesia, the skeleton was visibly stunned, apparently he didn't know it before.

Kevin replied: "It can be help or trouble, we should check what kind of people can come in and what kind of people can't." It's enough chaos for the Royal Academy to have a minotaur, and if there is another necromancer who kills people without blinking, it will be really over. ”

The skeleton lay down and continued to write: "Actually, the reason why I pretended to be dead was so that I could go to Lou Paule Country and see Fran. ”

Kevin was slightly stunned: "So, you deliberately pretended to be dead, and you deliberately defeated me?" In this way, it can indeed explain a lot of problems, such as your delay in using permission, etc. But are you so confident that I won't shoot you on the spot?"

The skeleton continued: "I don't have much time to live, if I can advance to the seventh rank, then I can live for a few more decades, but this is impossible. ”

"Why?" the two wondered, although it was more difficult to upgrade when they were older, it was not impossible.

"Because the Empire does not allow it," the skeleton wrote, "our strength must guarantee a safe threshold, which is routinely monitored every month." Once we exceed the sixth-order spiritual power, we will be forced to attack the spirit, and we will be beaten back below the sixth-order, and many people will even be beaten as idiots. ”

Kevin and Stadt looked at each other and didn't speak. This is not incomprehensible, after all, once a necromancer reaches the Holy Rank, it may be another disaster. As long as they were suppressed at the sixth order, no matter how talented they were, it would be impossible for them to reach the level of the fourth order in a month.

The skeleton went on to write, "I haven't dared to do meditation training for fifty years, and my spiritual power has always stayed around the middle of the sixth order. But my technique and skill have been honed, and you think you beat me? In fact, I let you. Otherwise the necromancer will not appear in front of you at all. ”

"My original plan was that after I fell, my soul would be attached to the corpses or skeletons around me, and I would wait for the people of Lou Pauler to take my body away for study. At this point, Fran must be able to see through my suspended animation, and I will be able to successfully connect with her. With her intercession, even if I don't entrust me with a heavy responsibility, I won't die. ”

"In this way, I have at least succeeded in getting rid of the surveillance of the Empire, and in Lou Paule, the Empire is helpless. I can also continue to meditate and make the cut. Then I can live for a few more decades, so I don't kill people for experiments, I just try to meditate. "The speed of the skeleton's pen seems to be getting faster and faster, and it is a long way to write.

The two couldn't help frowning, and Kevin asked, "That's not right." Get rid of Imperial surveillance? Is anyone spying on you now?"

"The captain is the one who spies on me," the skeleton wrote, "and he has authority in his hands, and he is stronger than me." But thankfully, this game made him careless. In order to strive for the authenticity of the game, he actually gave me the permission temporarily. Maybe it's me who has been cleaning the toilet for decades, and the image of being honest and doing my duty paralyzes him. ”

Kevin recalls that the first game ended with "the old man stealing the captain's authority and killing people". Unexpectedly, after this game, the captain was really killed by the old man.

"Of course, it's not enough to kill the captain, if the ship reaches the shore and the empire finds out that the captain has been killed, it will naturally think of me. So I had to stop the boat and stay long enough. I believe there are good detectives on board, and if they really can't reason, I can even give some evidence. ”

"In the end, I just need to be dragged to Lou Paule as a corpse. Of course, it would be better if he could walk alive, but it is unlikely. Then in Lou Pauler, Fran must have said good things about me, I have the technology, the intelligence, the wealth, and a mature regime must know how to deal with me. The skeleton seemed to be a little proud after writing it.

Kevin read it carefully and couldn't help but smile: "It's so complicated, and it ended up being broken by me scratching the soles of your feet?"

Skeleton: "......"

"And even if you see Fran, there's a good chance it's useless, she's amnesiac. Unless she can remember everything when she sees you, by the way, who are you?" asked Kevin.

The skeleton lifted the pen and hesitated: "I am her ......"

"Warning, don't scribble," Kevin said solemnly, "We can't verify the content right away, but we can kill you if we have the chance to do so in the future." Moreover, Fran's moral sense is relatively weak, even if you are her own father, I killed you on the spot, and when I turned around and told her the truth, she probably laughed it off. ”

The skeleton hesitated for a moment, but still wrote, "...... Ordinary friends. ”

"By the way," Statt interjected, "what's the matter with my secretary?"

The skeleton was helpless, and then wrote: "Your secretary is what I went to contact, and I used ghost spells to check casually, and I met her by coincidence, and she wanted to kill two people, one named Kevin, and the other called Start. Later, I quietly approached her and began to make plans for the future. ”

"Alright, it looks like you're the culprit," Kevin picked up the paper on the floor and put it away, "The confession is all written, and it can save a lot of steps." ”

Skeleton: "......"

"One last question, where's the Staff of Authority?" asked Kevin.

"This is my last weight," the skeleton wrote directly on the ground, "I can still control the zombies, if you kill me, I will control the zombies and blow the ship out of a hole with permission." Everyone is doomed. ”

"How dare you threaten me?" Kevin sneered.

Suddenly, there was the sound of Dengdeng's footsteps on the stairs, and I saw Longtao 233 running up with a staff: "Boss, boss, I found it!"

"What did you find?" said Start, hurrying to greet him.

"Authority Staff!" 233 said excitedly, "I stood at the mouth of the ventilation duct for a long time, but I still mustered up the courage to get into it, and found the bodies of the three pilots inside, as well as this authority staff!"

"Well done, 233. Stadt patted his men happily.

The three of them turned their heads to look at the skeleton, only to see the skeleton sitting stiffly, the pen in his hand scraped the word 233 on the ground, and after the 3 words were written, it seemed that he was still unfinished, followed by a lot of 3.

Long Tao 233 finally changed his face, and fled downstairs with a scream of fright. After all, for the average person, skeleton activity itself is a frightening thing, not to mention ......