Although it is summer, in this desolate land near the North Stygian Sea, the night is still very cold, the deciduous broad-leaved forest is in full bloom, this forest called the Leah Demon Forest constantly hears the roar of the monster, the moonlight is not bright, there are often clouds to cover the moon, on the edge of the stretching forest, there is a castle, in the night, there is not a trace of light, within a few miles around, strange trees stand, deformed figures make people seem to walk into another world, incompatible with the forest, as if from hell. Inside the castle, several servants had already closed the door, sticking out their ears to listen to the movement outside, and there was a faint murmuring of chanting. Necromancer Nickles Andrew is holding a lich transformation ceremony, he has no choice, although he picked eight churches for the bishop, but a blow from the bishop of Mainz, he was extremely injured, he was exhausted, he can support back, he is considered to have a deep cultivation, he is not reconciled, he is still young, although he is nearly forty, he thinks he is still very young, plus the longing for Philomena and the idea of revenge, he doesn't want to die, so he has no choice but to forcibly hold the lich transformation ceremony.

It's risky, he's not strong enough to transform into a lich, but his body doesn't allow it, the great god Hadir is above, and your pious servant Nikles Andrew prays to you to bless the transformation ritual to be successful, and Nikelus Andrew has to take a risk.

Above the altar, a life box made of mythril and obsidian shone with mysterious light, and in front of the statue of Hades, there was also a sacrifice, he knelt in front of him, chanting a mysterious incantation in his mouth, and the gray-black mist around him was thick, gradually enveloping him.

The moonlight outside dimmed, a dark cloud obscured the moonlight, the wind began to roar, the screaming of the monster suddenly stopped, and another voice sounded, as if the ghost was groaning.

The chanting sound became more urgent, the black mist had begun to take shape, a figure was forming, the face of the fog shadow, the face was painful and hideous, and the black qi of Niklos Andrew, who was kneeling on the ground, continued to merge into the fog shadow, Niklos Andrew was already relatively thin, and now as the black gas continued to disperse, he became more and more skinny.

The chant in Nickles Andrew's mouth became more and more urgent, and the fog and shadow became clearer and clearer, gradually condensing into substance, turning into a cloud of light and shadow, and throwing it into the life box, which emitted a deep black brilliance.

A smile appeared on Nickles Andrew's face, a terrifying smile on his skinny face, and suddenly, his smile froze and fell silently, and at the same time, the life box shattered into several pieces with a thud, and black smoke billowed away.

After a while, he moved again, but his soul no longer belonged to Nickles Andrew, but a new soul, Wang Qinian woke up, he crossed over, he himself was an eighteen-year-old young man, he had spent most of his life in a hospital bed, but fortunately he barely finished high school.

His parents are very rich, he can be a gentleman, but unfortunately he has a terminal illness, although the family has given him the best conditions, but still can not save his life, he lives in the intensive care ward, lying on the bed, an LCD screen above, holding a wireless mouse, is reading a Western fantasy novel, is sighing, he has no time, after his death, if he can cross how good, his name often appears in different novels, although they are all dragon characters!

The page on the screen suddenly jumps, a page appears, but it is an interactive selection page, please select through the world, there are two options on it, one is the Western Magic World, and the other is the Eastern Xianxia World.

Wang Qinian was stunned, with the attitude of trying it out, he clicked on the Western magic world, and another career choice appeared, there are magicians, warriors, lichs, etc., Wang Qinian thought to himself, this life is going to die, if there is an afterlife, just be a lich, it is said that the lich can not die, a little lich, the eyes are dark, and when he woke up, he found that he had changed the world and was in a strange place.

Before he could take a closer look around, there was a buzz in his head, and a large number of memories came to his heart like a tide, some memories flashed by, some memories were clearer, and some memories had been lost, and those with shallow memories were already being lost.

After a long time, his eyes moved, it was a world similar to the Middle Ages on Earth, but different, more precisely, on the eve of the Renaissance, but it had the magical power of magic, and there were many schools of magic, and there was not even a unified standard, but there was a general classification, divided into harmless white magic and harmful black magic:

White magic, very close to the original form of magic used in religious ceremonies or to heal diseases. It is very effective in healing wounds or defending against foreign enemies. There is also attack magic in white magic.

Black magic, is aimed at people with strong magic, mainly for the use of killing black magic, is the previous war era developed and popularized all over the world, but black magic is not evil, and, if the world magicians are serious, almost all can be regarded as black magicians, this classification method, is only the classification method of several major religions, especially the clergy, can be said to be white magicians.

Another widely used classification method is to divide according to the magic elements they cultivate, this classification method is accepted by most mages, since the creation of the era, there are a variety of magic elements in the world, namely the white light element, the cyan wind element, the red fire element, the blue water element, the yellow earth element, the light blue thunder element, the black dark element, and the mysterious space and time elements, this qiē is in Wang Qinian's brain, Wang Qinian does not know whether it is correct or not, as if this world is different from the earth。

There are also magic arrays in memory, as well as alchemy and other aspects, Nickles Andrew is a necromancer, mainly practicing dark elements, Cheng Dù, who is currently in the ninth level of magician, is not only a necromancer, but also other mages, dividing magicians into magic apprentices, elemental induction, elemental core, Elemental Will and Legend and Demigod Several major levels, level 1 to 3 are magic apprentices, at this stage, with the help of a wand or introduction, you can perform some simple magic; level 4 to 6, for the elemental induction stage, called magician, in this stage, you can cast magic without the help of a wand, just gestures and spells; level 7 to 9, for the elemental core stage, called the advanced magician, in this stage, the condensation of the elemental core, the elemental core is a virtual structure in the body, can be formed in the brain, or the heart, or in the abdomen, or even in any part of the body, the shape is not fixed, but most of them are mainly round, once the elemental core is condensed, to really enter the level of a high-level magician; ten to twelve levels, for the will of the elements, the elements have their own will, called magicians; as for the legend and demigod, Nickles Andrew is not very clear.

After digesting these memories, Wang Qinian only skimmed the other memories, he didn't care what happened to Nickles Andrew, anyway, he was dead, as for why he turned into a lich, he knew that this guy was dizzy, and he actually confronted the creator bishop for a woman, and he was almost beaten by others, and his strength was not enough to transform into a lich, and he was forcibly transformed, okay, he took advantage of Wang Qinian.

Wang Qiqing sighed, he was not interested in avenging Nickles Andrew, but the next moment, his face suddenly changed, although it was a zombie face, it also became pale, and the joy of crossing into a lich suddenly vanished.

He didn't take Nickles Andrew's revenge on the Creator Bishop seriously, so he didn't take this memory seriously, but with the outright hatred in Nickles Andrew's memory, the memory of the Creator Bishop that was covered up became clear, this is a religious organization that occupies Tylensia and has a history of 1,800 years, unlike the earth, the Creator Patriarch is really protected by God, this religion has swept away many major religions from small local sects, and has become the dominant religion in Tylensi, and its strength is beyond imagination。

Wang Qinian couldn't help but have a picture in his mind, he was caught by the Founding Bishop, tied to the stake, and the flames around him were in the air. But it had already happened, and he was holding on to the body of Nickles Andrew, and I am afraid that the Inquisition had already left, but fortunately this place was far away from the Holy Eton, and it would take a month even if it was fast, not to mention that there was a forest barrier, and no one would have arrived without two months.

Thinking of this, he took a breath slightly, during this time, it was enough for him to escape, and he will talk about it tomorrow, hey, there seems to be a trick in his head, it is different, it doesn't even have a name, and it's not the memory of Nickles Andrew, what is this?

Could it be the aura of the protagonist, generally passing through the exclusive welfare of the public, he focuses on this, this is a special spell, very different from the magic of this world, it is a picture, between the five internal organs, there are water-like threads flowing, starting from the kidneys, black qi flows into the liver, into green qi, green qi into the heart, into red, into the spleen, into yellow, then into the lungs, becomes white, flows into the kidneys, completes a cycle, and repeats.

As soon as he saw this picture, he didn't feel that the breath in his internal organs was running, it was cool, it seemed to be quite comfortable, and as soon as it was running, he couldn't stop, he was startled, but there was no other effect, he shook his head unconsciously, is this a benefit? It seems that there is no use.

The breath in the internal organs is still running, and it is not controlled, Wang Qinian saw that there was no effect, so he let it go, he didn't know, no matter how good the magic was, it was not a matter of a day or two.

Wang Qinian then set his eyes on the altar in front of him, and didn't care about it at first, but his eyes inadvertently found the broken life box.

He glanced at it inadvertently, then looked away, and suddenly remembered something, and his eyes were on the broken life box again.

I am a lich and I don't have a life box, this doesn't mean that I only have one life and can't be resurrected indefinitely!

Wang Qinian was stunned in an instant!