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In the evening, Esenfan's mental strength also recovered somewhat, and according to the old witch's prompt, Esenfan also tried to open his own undead space. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But he suddenly discovered a problem, that is, if he put his undead creature into the gate of hell as the old witch said, and opened up this world and hell, wouldn't he be punished by the "Angelic Law" and not be able to stay in the world for a long time.

After careful consideration, Esenfan felt that the old witch probably did not have the ability to master the undead space, but only learned about it through some books, and then told himself in a deliberate way.

In this case, Esenfan has to be careful, if Luo Ling is sent to hell and summoned again, it is indeed very likely that when Luo Ling returns to the human world, he will have to rely on Esenfan's spiritual power to maintain his time in the human world.

Carrying the sword of the dragon behind his back and putting on a black trench coat, Ethan Fan also brought a black fur hat that wizards love.

Walking in front of the mirror, Esenfan originally wanted to see if his appearance was similar to the wizard pictures and texts used as examples in those books when the clergy were preaching, but he reluctantly found that there was nothing in the mirror.

"It's been a long time since I've seen my handsome face, so I should ask Grace how she shows herself in the mirror. Even if the face can't be realistic in the mirror, the black fur hat and clothes should also appear, why is there nothing in the mirror, could it be that if you wear it on me, it will become a shroud?" said Esenfan to himself in the empty mirror.

"Esenfan...... Oh, cousin, you're going out?" was about to leave, when Yunlan suddenly stopped Isenfan.

"Ace Stones are right under the table, you can use them for cultivation before I deal with them, but if you dare to steal a piece, I will immediately recruit countless big men to spend the night with you, so that you can taste the taste of being disgusted by men." Esenfan said without looking back.

Yun Lan snorted coldly, and immediately ran to the hall, then opened the Ace Stone wrapped in fire paper, and took them all to her room with excitement on her face, and began to strengthen her ability to control the ice system.

Ace Stone is a natural cold stone, the cold will be released at any time, these cold breaths are just suitable for the cultivation of water warlocks, Yunlan is now Yi Senfan's slave, so Yi Senfan is worried that she will rebel after her strength increases, and her strength will become stronger but better, at least one more thug.

Leaving the hotel, Esenfan went straight to the trading market, still in the black market, and Esenfan also found the old witch in the same place yesterday.

The old witch is not as ugly as she used to be this time, as if she wants to meet important people, and she has deliberately retouched, but the big face and ugly appearance, the special formal dress gives people a very strange feeling.

Of course, Ethan Fan didn't have the heart to appreciate what the old witch was wearing, but he just thought that her change of costume should indicate that the person she brought to meet this time was indeed the core figure of the wizarding hall.

The Wizarding Hall accepts every wizard, but the Wizarding Hall must affirm the loyalty of every wizard, just like a Holy See, they do not allow some mixed, wizards without wizard beliefs to enter the Wizarding Temple, after all, no matter how powerful the Wizarding Hall is, it can only hide in the shadows where the light of the Priesthood cannot shine.

"Do you know the Apostles of Hell, young man?" asked the old witch, who walked slowly ahead, and with a candle in her hand, she suddenly turned her old face around and asked in a hoarse voice.

There was actually another road leading to the black market, and the old witch took Esenfan to the depths of this road, and this road was winding, as if the designer had deliberately arranged it so that no one would know where it leads.

"I haven't heard of it, and I rarely come into contact with the wizarding realm. Esenfan shook his head and said.

"The Apostle of Hell is one of the greatest wizards in our Lonely City! He is a necromancer, a wizard who specializes in the powerful sorcery of the Gates of Hell! If you had been here five years ago, you would have seen this great wizard open the gates of hell in the battle against the clergy...... Oh, guess what, he summoned?"

The old witch turned her face again, and her short, fat legs were hidden by the oversized cloth skirt, giving the impression that she was squirming forward as a ball of flesh.

"I don't know. Esenfan shook his head, how could he possibly know what the guy called the Hellbringer had summoned.

"Undead troops!He summoned an undead army!!"

"The undead soldiers and soldiers who came from hell to defend the great Satan are very brave! Even the clerical warriors could not resist the greatest force from the Allah, and the clergy who flaunted their might were defeated one after another, and finally left the city of lonely spirits in ashes......

Alas, can you imagine what it was: the sky was obscured by dark clouds, everything looked gray, only the sharp red eyes full of evil energy shone with a light that made the clergy tremble, and the evil but powerful roar echoed in the firmament, and there was a thick dark aura everywhere, the heroic undead, the dead but still fighting, the dark lords we must worship...... It's like the time of the reign of darkness......"

The old witch's eyes narrowed into a line, full of a greedy yearning, and there was always a kind of piety on her face that resembled being indoctrinated and distorted by the true meaning of faith, as if the next moment it would burst into a hideous laugh in the midst of this numb evil conjecture.

Esenfan also guessed that the old witch was probably baptized by the dark minds of the Wizard's Temple, and that the Apostle of Hell she was talking about was also clearly exaggerated.

If he can really summon an incomparably powerful undead army, then this guy must belong to the big devil in the dark world, how can he be committed to this lonely spirit city, after all, the wizard hall of the lonely spirit city is not the general stronghold of the wizard hall.

"Tsk, the person I took you to see this time is Zagalo, the disciple of the Hell Apostle Lester, Zagalo is one of the most proud disciples of the Hell Apostle, he is also a powerful necromancer, when you see him, you must be honored as the undead master, many wizards in this lonely city call him so, and he also likes this title very much. The old witch told Ethanfan.

Esenfan was a little embarrassed, and thought that this old witch was bringing him to see the "Apostle of Hell" Lenster, but it turned out that he was just a disciple of this guy...... "Well, I know, this 'undead master' must also be a great wizard." Ethan said duplicitously.

"Of course, the Undead Master's Gate of Hell can summon a level 5 dark creature, although I have never seen him cast it, but I have heard a little, it is said to be a hellish black poison lizard, with the bloodline of a dark dragon...... Oh, you haven't heard of the Dark Dragon......" the old witch kept talking along the way.

Speaking of the dark dragon, Esenfan quickly thought of the powerful necromancer called Gray Chapter, and Esenfan, who had no ability at the beginning, witnessed this unimaginable creature appear in front of him, and the shock in his heart was still indescribable.

And now, after stepping into the realm of the lower level of the blood clan and summoning Durla Khan, Ethan Fan understands better what a seventh-level dark dragon means, I am afraid that among the few people gathered in the Imperial City of Cannes, none of them can compete head-on with a seventh-level dark dragon.

"The Dark Dragons are the overlord-level creatures of the Dark World, and it can be said that as long as one appears, it will bring an unstoppable disaster to mankind, symbolizing evil, war, and plague, and absolutely no one can easily shake them...... the old witch said.

The old witch said that Esenfan knew this, he just didn't understand the wizarding realm, it didn't mean that he didn't know about dark creatures, but when the old witch mentioned the dark dragon, it reminded Esenfan of the two powerful mysterious knights, Esenfan remembered the picture of the martial knight directly lazily cutting off the body of the dark dragon from the air, shocking, shocking, making Ethan Fan feel that something was churning in his chest at that time, and he secretly wondered when he would be able to reach that level.

The narrow road gradually widened, and the old witch kept going around and around those places, and Esenfan had no sense of direction, and now he was not sure where he was in the Lonely Spirit City.

Still lit only by dim candles, the stone staircase, like the spiral staircase in the basement of an ancient castle, made Esenfan feel a thick dark aura approaching.

Esenfan is disgusted by the strong breath of life, but he is not repulsive, and being in the thick of the dark aura will make Esenfan feel very comfortable, and this atmosphere is very suitable for the Bloodline and wizards who like to be dark.

Walking up the stairs, Esenfan now felt like he was in the basement of a castle tower, and he didn't know when he would reach the ground, in short, both the inside and outside of this closed building were shrouded in a thick dark aura, and if a normal person stayed here, he would soon suffocate to death.

The old stone staircase, the moss-covered walls, the Mori Ran armoured men standing at the top of the staircase, and the candlesticks hanging on the walls, the dim light illuminates the hall that has always been filled with a gloomy atmosphere...... Deserted, ancient, dark, dead and silent, Esenfan thought that there would be some imposing black palaces in this wizarding hall, but to Esenfan's disappointment, it was a closed castle, all the windows and vents were closed, and no one else was seen, only the figures of some dirty little animals scurrying in the corners.

"Young man, this is not the Wizard's Palace, and you will not be allowed to enter the Wizard's Hall if you have not officially become a member of the Wizard's Palace. The witch seemed to see what Esenfan was thinking, and explained in a terrible voice.

"The undead master Zagalo who brought you to see prefers to study some witchcraft that strengthens the undead alone, and this castle belongs to him and another bloodline, so you can wait here first, and I'll go to his laboratory to have a look." After saying this, the old witch took a candlestick and walked towards another small door, and her swollen body slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Esenfan looked around, the place where he was now could not be considered a castle hall, after all, the castle hall would be more spacious and have a cloister. And this room, which is supposed to be used exclusively by the owner of the castle to receive guests, has bookshelves on either side near the fireplace, and dusty tables with sculptures and some black ornaments.

What interested Esenfan the most in the whole room were the books on the shelves, and Esenfan walked there and glanced at them to see what kind of books were placed here.

To Esenfan's surprise, these were all books that were listed as [***] or black books by those countries, and belonged to real black books that were difficult to buy on the black market, and those who sold such books would be called heretics and handed over to the clergy for adjudication.

The Black Books are not exactly books describing the Dark Realm, but may be a record of some real history that has been erased by some of the rulers who read it, and Isenfan has always liked to delve into those unknown things, so when he was in the Land of Finland, most of Isenfan's savings were spent on buying these books at a high price that would not be circulated in the market at all.

Esenfan himself is not a heretic, but after reading countless books, he gradually knows how to think better, and realizes that many of the books that are placed in the royal library or library of the kingdom are in the official language, and only this kind of black book and [***] can meet Esenfan's current reading needs.

Esenfan didn't know how long he had to wait, and when he saw the names of those black books, he felt itchy, so he naturally pulled out a copy called "Bloody Redemption" from the bookshelf and began to read.

"Bloody Redemption" is a book that criticizes and exposes the rule of the clergy and the clergy, and it uses historical documents to expose several large-scale bloody repressions launched by the clergy and the clergy, including a violent incident in the Ten Kingdoms of Twilight 500 years ago.

Isenfan has long read the history of the country of Finland, the earliest is a papal incident dating back to five hundred years ago, and at this time, from this book, I learned the inside story of the bloody redemption in the ten kingdoms of twilight five hundred years ago, and after integrating it, Isenfan has a deeper understanding of all this.

"I can see you're interested in these collections?" a man's voice suddenly broke the silence, causing Esenfan, who was focused on reading, to frown slightly.

When he was very engaged in reading the book, Esenfan didn't like to be disturbed by anyone, but he quickly understood the real purpose of his coming here, and after hiding his emotions, he put the book back in its place, and smiled at the man who walked towards him: "Yes, I have a soft spot for these gray books. ”

"Mr. Zagallo, this is the young wizard I mentioned to you yesterday who summoned the Enhanced Skeletron, he has always studied witchcraft alone, and it wasn't until he arrived in Lone Spirit City that he knew that there was a great sanctuary on the continent where wizards gathered, so ......" The old witch immediately began to introduce together.

But Zagallo waved his hand, and seemed to be a little unable to stand the chatter of the old witch, and after carefully examining Isenfan, he looked at the books and said to Isenfan: "These books were collected by the earliest owner of this castle, if you want to read them, you can take them and read them at will after you enter our great wizarding temple." ”

Ethan Fan gave a standard aristocratic salute to the tall and thin man in his thirties, and then said: "Undead Master Zagalo, the junior is a self-taught necromancer, who knows very little necromancer, and his understanding of witchcraft is not very comprehensive, so I hope you can dial it out in your spare time, so I can get out of that narrow self realm." ”

"Hehe, the fact that you're able to make an enhanced Skeletron already shows that you're talented. Old Chama said you know very little about the Wizard's Temple, right?" Zagalo asked.

"Well, I didn't know about the existence of this wizard's sanctuary before, and my own witchcraft has always been practiced in a dark corner. Esenfan said.

"Then you should thank old Chama this time, it is this verbose old witch who has led you to a temple that can make you glorious. ”

"The Hall of the Wizard is a Holy See that has been fighting against the Clergy for thousands of years, and many people may not know about its existence, this temple standing in the shadows has always been far away from the Holy City of Mensa, and you should indeed be glad that you have the hope of entering such a level today, you can learn stronger witchcraft, you can have more wealth, you can get higher prestige...... Zagallo said.

Esenfan looked expectant, but in his heart he thought to himself, no wonder the wizard's hall was always in the shadows, and these edifications were much more boring than the doctrinal praises of the clergy and the Holy See that incited people to devotion to God.

"Our Wizard Hall is now short of people, we will definitely reuse potential young people like you, if you are willing to join the Wizard Palace, write an oath of eternal allegiance to the Wizard Hall now, then you will become a member of our Wizard Palace. ”

"Master of the Undead, isn't there a big operation after a while, I'm already old, I'm afraid I've exhausted all my physical strength before I get there after a long journey, it's better to let this young wizard replace ......" The old witch looked flattering.

"Shut up!" Zagallo scolded, as if he didn't want the old witch to mention it in front of someone who hadn't sworn allegiance to the Wizard's Temple.

The old witch realized that she was too anxious and too much to talk, and she trembled and squirmed and stood beside her.

And Esenfan pretended not to hear it on the surface, but in his heart he was already guessing what the old witch said, and it seemed that it was really the right time for him to come.

(To be continued)