"Because you don't get out of the mud?" Ask.

"What dye?" The mage reacted for a while when he heard this, and it took a while to understand the meaning of the snort, and he couldn't help but cry out in his heart, this wizard was really moody and talked about philosophy and theology just now, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to interrogate.

"Put your hand down and put away your sword, why is the young man impatient." The mage said with a bitter face, "I really mean the same as what you said, the Necronomicon Sect is divided into two major factions, I belong to the Necromantic Sect, and those who poke out such a big mess are the Necronomic Sect. ”

"Is there a difference?" Ask.

"Why not? One studies the soul and the other studies **, we are elegant churches, so we have nothing to summon the deceased souls, and we are low-key and do not have such destructive power as them. ”

"People who deal with death have a tendency to destroy the world." Masturbation.

"Then you're wrong, we're necromancers, but we're still human at the end of the day." The mage rolled his eyes, "It's like being close to nature doesn't have to be a tree. ”

"But now you're planting trees all over the world!"

"That's why they were too high-profile, and the elders sent us out." The mage said and glanced at him, "If you meet someone who can fight the Dead Corpse Sect, provide some retribution." ”

"You think I can?" Ask.

"Of course!" The mage said approvingly, "You are the personal disciple of the Great Wizard of the Gray and Black Witch Tent, since you are here, it means that the Wall Clan has paid attention to this side, as long as I lead the way for you, and another 100,000 tribal warriors will be sent out to encircle and suppress the Dead Corpse Sect!" ”

"Which father told you that I was a disciple of that old king's eight calves?" Looking at the confident mage, he snorted coldly, "Solve this with Cold, and I'll blow up his gray and black witch tent when I turn around!" ”

"Your Excellency is not a wizard of the Vol Clan?" Hearing this, the mage opened his mouth and looked at him carefully, "The witch forest in the Nine Great Inheritances also has top wizards, but most of them are women?" ”

"Could it be that Your Excellency is..."

"You've been in the cemetery for a long time." Hearing this, he quickly interrupted him, "Has Hilton heard of it?" ”

"Uh..."The mage said, he really hadn't heard of Hilton, just at this moment, he saw the light of fire on the road that turned the corner, and the mage quickly changed the subject, "We're almost at the camp." ”

Outside the town, the atmosphere in the camp of the imperial soldiers was not very good, and the raid in the city at night made more than 200 of their companions directly turn into zombies, and then indirectly injured more than 100 people, and finally they were sent away without blinking an eye.

"Hey! Man, you just started really ruthlessly, and your comrades-in-arms in the same issue said that they would cut it, won't your conscience hurt? A soldier who had lost a good friend asked, looking at the squad leader sitting by the fire.

"If we had a conscience, would it happen that you would be ridiculed?" The team leader said in silence.

"No, it won't." The captain snorted when he saw the team leader's indifferent appearance, but he didn't want the team leader to smash it with his backhand, "Yes, we will be corpses here." ”

"You!" The beaten soldier covered the sore spot with anger on his face, and saw that the squad leader had already stood up, looked at him and said with a blank face, "If one day I am also infected, I hope you can cut me down before I become a monster." ”

The soldier's heart trembled when he heard this, he knew that the squad leader was carrying out orders, but he felt uncomfortable.

The wind was cold in the night, and the shadow of Tusee and the mage appeared in the camp, and found his warriors silently surrounding him, blocking his way.

"Your Majesty, when the battle just happened here, where were you?" The soldier standing in the front row asked through gritted teeth.

"I'm going to kill the necromancer of those two wagons that escaped from here, and capture a captive by the way." He looked at the resentful warriors and said slowly.

"I'm fine, I'm not a captive." Seeing a group of warriors turning their gaze to him, the mage quickly defended, "Are you dead?" Rest assured, we have avenged you. ”

When the warriors heard this, they didn't know where the anger they wanted to release instantly didn't know where it had gone, and they froze for a few seconds, and finally saluted one after another, and then dispersed.

"Anger is indeed the original sin, and it can make these warriors dare to question me as a saint." He said lightly, and then patted the mage, "Let's go." ”

At this time, the commander and the people of the monastery were in a large tent, and they could have lived comfortably, but all this was destroyed by the fire of the necromancers.

"Eighty percent of the houses in the whole town are made of wood, and the town is in ruins." The uncle rubbed his head in pain, "The key is the casualties of the soldiers, and I didn't lose so much when dealing with the zombie hordes during the day, it's all my fault, I should search carefully." ”

"If you want to blame that sage, he can handle all this, but he has to learn any magic, and now he can't even find anyone!" Sister Scarlet said weakly.

"Do you think he'll see the necromancer run away?" The white-clad priest snorted, "There are no good people in heresy. ”

"Can you be quieter when you talk bad about people behind your back, or leave a guard at the door?"

He led the mage into the tent, looked at the people present, stretched out his hand, pulled the white-clad priest aside from the chair, and sat down himself.

"You—" The Scarlet Nun was about to stand up when she saw Masturge, but was pushed back into the chair by the uncle, he supported his chin with one hand, and looked at the mage and then at Turgeon, "Is this your subordinate?" ”

"It will take a while for the people below to come, and the Vol clan is not easy to walk, so they have to go around from the east." As he spoke, he looked at the mage and said, "Let me introduce, this is an undercover magician of the Necromancy, who is here to help us." ”

"Necromancy?" Hearing this, the uncle looked at the mage and asked.

"Yes." The mage nodded, he wanted to find a place to sit but there was no one in his chair.

"What level of emissary can be summoned?" Uncle asked again.

"Henry Moore class." The mage said.

"Do you know how to draw the Necromantic Clock of Garodios?"

"It's a must-have symbol."

"Hmm." Hearing this, the uncle nodded, looked at the mage and said, "When the time comes, you can summon the ghost to the front to help us scout the situation." ”

"What are you being a ghost?" The mage shuddered when he heard this, but when he saw that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, he coughed, "I have a report on the secret strongholds of the Dead Corpse Sect in various parts of Cold, and I don't need to summon ghosts. ”

"You know a lot." Hearing this, Ruifeng glanced the mage up and down and said, "But how can we trust you? ”

"Do you believe the ghost's nonsense?" The mage was a little unhappy when he heard this, "I decided to help you for the sake of this wizard's face!" ”

"Don't mind this necromancer, it's my companion who is too sensitive." Hearing this, the uncle accosted, "You are the one brought by the Sage, we have no reason not to believe it, but the report we need is not only as simple as the location where they are hiding, but also the specific number of zombies, the number of elite zombies, and the distribution situation, these are all changing at any time, we must master the accurate report in order to reduce the losses of the warriors of the empire, you say so." ”

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