"When did you start learning necromancy?" Allegri asked, annoyed, as he sat at his desk, scrutinizing Afra's body.

For a good teacher, it is a complete failure for a student to learn from someone else. And from beginning to end, he didn't even show this, which made him feel deep self-reproach.

With such mixed feelings, Allegri's rare face was stern, and the little girl sitting next to him, peeking at her teacher, replied honestly,

"It's been more than two months. ”

"It's only been two months, and you dare to set up a necromancy circle on your own?" Allegri had to admit that Afra was indeed extremely talented, but some trembling fingers still showed that there was far more anger than praise in his heart.

"Mr. Ventrov said that I am highly talented and making rapid progress...... "After all, it is the nature of a child," Afra argued unconvinced. However, under Allegri's glare, her voice grew lower and lower, and finally she still pouted and stopped talking.

"Ventrov...... Isn't it?" Allegri repeated through gritted teeth, wanting to drive that filthy necromancer out of the valley immediately.

"I asked for it. Afra was also stubborn, realizing that she had accidentally betrayed Ventroff just now, and immediately took all the blame on herself.

"I won't let you learn again. Allegri grimaced, and admonished. Unlike most, he has no prejudice against necromancy, but he would never want Afra to embark on this unusually difficult path.

"I want to learn. Afra, who has always played the role of a "good girl" in front of the teacher, insisted on holding her neck at this time, like a fearless calf.

"You ......" Allegri choked on his seven orifices and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Teacher, are you alright?" the little girl stuck out her tongue. Obediently stood up and beat his back to ease it.

"Why do you want to learn necromancy?" Allegri shook his head and persuaded him bitterly, "If you don't like wind spells. I can teach you other genres, thunder and lightning, ice, and even flame, which is better than the necromancy?

"These ...... I know that," Afra stopped. He replied in a low voice, "But I still have to practice necromancy, and even if you don't allow it, teacher, I'll learn it secretly." ”

"Why?" Allegri turned, staring at his student. This is the youngest student.

"Teacher, I ask you, the most powerful wind mage. Can you bring people back from the dead?" Afra asked softly, after a moment's thought.

"Of course not. Allegri shook his head. I didn't understand what she meant.

"So, what about the Legendary Realm Fire Mage, can this be done?" Afra continued.

"Afra, you see, we magicians are no different from ordinary people, except that we know more about the world. Therefore, it is only possible to borrow a little energy within the scope of the rules on this basis," Allegri frowned slightly, and patiently explained, "You can live, grow old, sickness and die. It is the law of heaven and earth, and even among the heavenly gods, there are very few who have the ability to set foot in the realm of 'resurrection', and they need to pay a huge price......"

"No, teacher, necromancers can," the little girl interrupted him and retorted loudly, "they can make the corpses that have been sleeping underground stand up again, they can make the dry bones in the grave reshape the flesh, they can drive away the yin spirits, they can restrain the spirits, and they can even master the ultimate meaning of 'creation', which can do things that other mages can't do!"

Allegri looked at her with a worried expression, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "Who do you want to resurrect?"

Afra was stunned, hung her head, stared at her toes, and remained silent. It's her own secret, and she won't tell anyone.

"Alas......" Allegri sighed again, Afra didn't say, he could guess a few points, but now the question was how to correct the little girl's wrong thoughts.

He has always prided himself on being open-minded, but he finally realized the difficulties of being a teacher. Knowing that this is not appropriate, he has to ignore the wishes of the students and play the role of a villain.

"Pack up your belongings, these days, you go to live with me. Allegri stood up and commanded in an irrefutable tone.

"Pack it up, let's go. Afra looked around, picked up the doll on the table, and replied crisply. There is no need to bring other things, anyway, there is no shortage of anything from the teacher.

In this way, Afra, dressed in a beautiful blue dress and carrying a rag doll in her hand, followed Allegri out of the study. She held her chest high, her eyes were firm, and she lived like an impassioned little hero.

Fortress of Sorrows.

The former "shield of light" Elendil is now just a ruined city.

Around the city, within a radius of nearly 100 miles, they are all impregnated by the power of evil, and no grass grows, and birds and beasts are extinct. Clusters of poisonous and violent miasma, floating and wandering in this area, if ordinary people touch a trace, it will melt into a pool of blood in an instant, even if the high-ranking warriors with the strength to protect themselves, they will not be able to withstand the tea kung fu, and they will die on the spot.

It is for this reason that all the forces have wisely abandoned this area, and for several years, not a single person has dared to set foot in the confines of the fortress of grief, so there is no way to know what the city of Elendil is now.

"Elendil, it's an excellent base," above the sky, on the top of the clouds, "Deathbell" commented casually, "If you look down from the sky, you can see that this is the very center of the Big 6, with the cast iron mountains in the west, and the necromantic wilderness in the east, which is the most dangerous in the world." ”

"Base?" asked Bai Ji in ignorance.

"That's right, our base," the evil god "Deathknell" smiled deeply, waving her hand to signal her to land on the ground, "Moreover, in my future plans, this will also play a vital role......" He spread out his palm, put one finger against his palm, and explained, "The Fortress of Sorrow will become the pillar that supports the 'Dead Soul Country', and only by descending from the center can the 'Dead Soul Country' perfectly cover the entire Big 6." ”

Bai Ji nodded as if he didn't understand, took control of the chariot, and swooped down.

"For this reason I have left an army here," the old man stood up, his broad cloak fluttering in the fierce wind, "and let me see how prepared they are." (To be continued!)

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