"Lord Aubrey, I surrender!"

Tucker raised his hands high, and even held in one hand the finger bones of the undead who had just gotten a "huge sum" worth of 3 magic gold.

Isn't the "3 magic gold" that can make the necromancer "Aubrey" personally sell it a "huge amount of money"?

In the midst of the rolling, the wave of bones that made a "clang" collision sound stopped at Tucker's toes.

Inside the Necromancer's Tower.

Aubrey frowned slightly.

It wasn't the other party's surrender that made him stop.

It's the accent of the other party.

That's a very authentic local accent that can't be cultivated in more than ten years.

And as far as he knew, the genius of the "Church of the Evil Gods of the Dark Sun" seemed to have only been here for a month or two, and it was impossible for him to follow the customs of the locals so thoroughly.

"Mistaken? Native? ”

Aubrey's withered fingers tapped lightly on the balcony railing.

"Moreover, surrendering if you can't fight is indeed a local tradition in Lamour."

The waves of bones quickly converged into a huge cheek on top of the cavern.

"What's your name?"

"Tucker." Tucker said truthfully.

"Natives?"

"Yes."

Tucker nodded.

"Why are you here?"

"In order to avoid the hunting of the evil god organization outside, those members of the rampant evil god organization, they even directly captured wizards in the nest area, where I lived, I had to hide here."

"I beg your forgiveness for accidentally desecrating your skeleton warrior, Lord Aubrey."

The huge skeletal face, skimming the finger bones in Tucker's hand, fell into deep thought.

"Did he really think I was bothering him for that little skeleton?"

Aubrey was a little crying and laughing.

During the exchange, use the insight power of the Tower of the Dead.

Aubrey has preliminarily determined that this young wizard is just an ordinary wizard.

Instead of believing in [Dark Sun], the "Dark Sun Believer" who distorted the sequence ecology was produced.

"Living in the Nest District?"

"Didn't the gifted kid have been recruited to the Tower District a long time ago?"

"It seems...... The entire recruitment system needs to be rectified to a certain extent. ”

"What talent do you have?"

Aubrey's skeletal face asked.

Tucker was slightly startled, vaguely sniffing out something.

"32% [accuracy] in grade C."

Tucker responded "truthfully".

"Well, come here!"

Whoa......

The bones dispersed, revealing a passageway.

Tucker took a deep breath, steadied himself, and walked slowly.

Although Tucker's goal after becoming a first-order wizard is to enter the tower.

Learn the sorcery in the Tower, get more rare materials, and even, in the Steam Tower, get a rare "Steam Core" to become a Steam Wizard.

But I didn't think of it.

In this way, he actually came into contact with the necromancer in the steam tower.

…………

Walk through the long passage of bones.

A "Tower of the Dead", made of black bones of the undead, appeared in front of Tucker's eyes in a wide underground space.

And around the Tower of the Dead, there are mountains of bones.

The veins of death use the Tower of the Dead as the hub center, constructing a sequence ecology of dark undead.

Those bones are all potential undead skeleton warriors.

"I heard that the army of kobolds in the dungeon, every time they attack, if the underground defense line can't be defended, they will ask the necromancer to help."

"It turns out that the necromancer, there is really an undead army hidden here!"

When Tucker secretly sighed, he had already come to the bottom of the Tower of the Dead.

"Squeak...... Yikes......"

I don't know how many years have not been pushed open, the gate of the tower of the dead slowly opened.

Dressed in black wizard robes and wearing a wide-brimmed wizard hat, his face was a little thin, but quite fair, and a middle-aged man in his forties appeared in front of Tucker.

For the city-state of the Tower of La Mor, Tucker is familiar with the big men who are in charge of the tower.

After all, the city-state of Lamor was able to settle down in the Land of Ashes, and these big men contributed a lot.

"I've seen Lord Aubrey!"

Tucker took off his gray hood and bowed.

Along the way, Tucker has returned to a calm state.

Aubrey looked up and down at the "apprentice wizard" in front of him.

The accuracy of 32% of the C level is not high, and it is not low to say low.

Aubrey didn't care too much.

What he cared about was the calm, unhurried mentality, and skillful and subtle witchcraft techniques of this sixteen-year-old, level 9 apprentice wizard when facing an eighteen-level silver bone skeleton.

The same witchcraft.

In the hands of some wizards, it's ugly like a bear tied up with a lot of flowers, and you think it's just the lower limit, but those guys can always do something to refresh the lower limit.

And in the hands of other wizards.

Witchcraft, like art, can always bloom in incredible splendor.

In Aubrey's view, this young wizard has the potential of the latter.

In recent years.

The Land of Ashes is becoming more and more unpeaceful, and the Evil God Organization is ready to move.

He also heard that some time ago, someone dug up the door to seal the Demon King's Tomb under the city-state of Lamor Tower.

Are those damn grave robbers so rampant now?

Aubrey had the idea of cultivating seeds.

Although the current apprentices under his command are not bad.

Even a few necromancer students who went out made some fame outside.

But it didn't delay, he put his eggs in several more baskets.

"How's your [precision] effect?"

Necromancer "Aubrey" asked.

Its voice is slightly rough and dry, and it seems that it has not spoken in a long time.

"My [precision] is a little accurate!"

Tucker said.

But this can't reflect the strength of your [precision].

So Tucker stored the sorcery "bullet tentacles" in his right hand, and picked up a hand bone in his left hand.

Throw the hand bones into the air.

The tentacles of the bullet in the right hand of the energy are fired in bursts.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

Hand bones dance in the air with rhythm and rhythm under the point of Tucker's bullet tentacles.

A look of astonishment appeared on Aubrey's face.

Bullet tentacles, is a spell that simulates a musket.

It has extremely high requirements for shooting skills.

A normal wizard can learn bullet tentacles and be able to hit the target even if it's good.

And the young wizard in front of him not only has a very high attainment in the spell of "bullet tentacles", but can perfectly control the energy storage and release of the spell.

In terms of [precision], it has almost artistic attainments.

In fact, at this time, Tucker only showed a small part of his [precision] ability.

Soon, the bullet ran out and the hand bone fell.

"Bang Bang"!

The bones of the hand fell in their original positions.

This made Aubrey look at Tucker twice.

"With an accuracy of 32%, it should be far from achieving this effect!" Aubrey spoke.

"Yes, Lord Aubrey."

Tucker nodded.

"However, before I awakened my extraordinary talent, I was born with an astonishing sense of accuracy and a keen sense of smell in this area."

"My father used to say that I would definitely be able to become a talented hunter in the future."

"Eventually, though, I went on the path of a wizard."

Aubrey pondered slightly.

"Some kind of ...... The ability engraved deep in the genes that has not been reflected in the [precise] sequence? ”

"Or is it a hidden talent?"

In the midst of his thoughts, Aubrey laughed.

It doesn't matter what it is anymore.

The important thing is that this kid is very talented.

In itself, this child has an extraordinary heart, plus this child is very talented.

It is also a fish that has slipped through the net in the local nesting area.

"It's just ......"

"Nature's bounty!"

One such thought crossed Aubrey's mind.