The wind from the window into the dormitory made Levin's black robe grin, and his turquoise eyes were full of heat.

"People always confuse necromancers with necromancers, and they can't tell the difference between them. Luo Feng, do you know the difference between a necromancer and a necromancer?"

Luo Feng shook his head, and Levin sneered: "Since ancient times, we are all necromancers, with unique curse magic, undead magic, black magic, and witchcraft, traveling between the undead plane and the normal world, and peeking into the rules of this world between life and death, we are different from ordinary magicians, so we call ourselves necromancers." Until the rise of the Holy See of Light, the Light Department ruled almost the entire continent, and the necromancer was greatly killed and suppressed!"

"In this duel between light and darkness, from the initial parity to the final total rout, the necromancer is almost dead. In order to survive, the remaining necromancers voluntarily gave up the name of 'necromancer', declared themselves 'necromancers', and renounced a series of witchcraft forbidden by the Holy See of Light. Since then, the necromancer has been gone, and only the necromancer has survived. ”

"Necromancer is a disgraceful term, a branch of magicians. And necromancer is an ancient name, a powerful wizard who once fought a decisive battle with the Holy See of Light on the entire continent!

Luo Feng thought for a moment and asked, "What the mentor means is that necromancer is a legal title, while necromancer is a forbidden title. ”

"If anyone dares to claim that he is a necromancer who inherits the ancient witchcraft, he will definitely be hunted down and killed by the Holy See of Light with all his might! In fact, even a necromancer has been suppressed by the Holy See of Light with all its strength in all aspects, but he has not taken the name of death. Levin glanced at Luo Feng deeply, "In fact, there are two kinds of necromancers. One is content with the status quo and pursues his own truth within the limits of the necromancer's permission, while the other is pursuing the inheritance of ancient witchcraft with all his might, aiming to overthrow the rule of the Holy See of Light in the name of the necromancer!"

Luo Feng's face changed, but he regained his composure in an instant.

"Necromancers have only inherited the weakest part of the magic of ancient necromancers, and the truly powerful witchcraft of necromancers is all forbidden by the Holy See of Light. Those powerful witchcraft are hidden in a corner of this world, waiting for a certain necromancer to discover and transform into a powerful necromancer!" Levin asked as if casually, "Luo Feng, what about you, which one of the necromancers do you want to be?"

"What about the mentor, which one are you?" Luo Feng did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Kuntang is the first type. Levin didn't seem to have a positive answer, but if Kuntang's mentor is the first type, then Levin, who has always been at odds with Kuntang, can only be the second type!

Quiet, eerily quiet.

Levin didn't speak, and Luo Feng didn't answer.

Levin suddenly smiled and patted Luo Feng on the shoulder: "Why do you often skip school, this can't work, you have recently taught three new undead magic, and you missed them." ”

"Ahh Levin's face-changing method made Luo Feng a little uncomfortable for a while. "Can Tutor Levin teach me again?"

"Of course, I've been ready for you a long time ago. Levin smiled kindly, took out a piece of parchment from his bosom, and put it in front of Luo Feng's table. "Three necromantic magics, which are the Mark of the Dead, the Call of the Undead, and the Bone Fang. ”

"Mentor Xie Lu, Shelevin. Luo Feng stepped forward and was about to pick up the parchment.

Levin suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the parchment, his turquoise eyes staring at Luo Feng.

"These are three very common pieces of necromancy that you will surely be familiar with quickly. Levin's voice was low, full of a vague flavor.

"Yes, Mentor Levin. Luo Feng's voice was still calm.

Levin smiled lightly, took out a small stone the size of a palm, and solemnly pressed it on top of the parchment.

Levin didn't mean to speak again, smiled, turned and walked out of the dormitory.

Luo Feng looked at the table in front of him, the small stone pressed on the parchment, as if a boulder was pressing on his heart, and his breathing suddenly became a little shorter.

"What is this?" Luo Feng suddenly spoke out and stopped Levin who walked out of the door.

"This is a wizard stone tablet, the ancient necromancer used to store important information or intelligence, as long as you enter the undead magic power, you can see the information recorded in this wizard stone tablet. Levin didn't look back, and after speaking, he helped Luo Feng close the door and went downstairs directly.

In the hall, the big bat Sir Christ Enki's eyes suddenly widened, and he said as if talking to himself, "Will he agree?"

Levin was about to walk back into the basement when he happened to pass through the hall, and he did not squint, as if he had not heard the words of Sir Christ Enki, the great bat, but his mouth said: "It will be difficult for anyone to make this decision, and they will hesitate, and the final answer is only known to him." ”

"You gave him the whole Wizard Stone Tablet?" sneered at the Great Bat Lord Christ Enki, "what a coward, don't you wonder what the stone tablet says?"

"Yes, in all these years, I've never looked at that wizard stone tablet, let alone learned about it. Levin was still looking ahead. "You have a lot of courage to challenge the Holy See of Light with the strength of one person, but what is the result?

The big bat, Sir Christ Enki, snorted coldly and closed his eyes again. Expressionless, Levin walked straight to the stairs and disappeared into the darkness.

In the dormitory, Luo Feng thought in a trance that it was just a hallucination, just a small stone pressed with parchment on the table kept reminding him. All this is true, he has just heard the greatest secret of this world, and the two paths in front of him need him to choose.

Luo Feng let out a heavy breath, but there was a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, he first pulled out the parchment, unfolded it and read it carefully.

In fact, there is nothing special, just the most ordinary and ordinary three undead magic.

Bone Fang is a simplified version of the Bone Rotting Arrow, with a faster cast speed, less power, and a shorter range. Call of the Dead is a strange summoning spell that refers to the fact that after a necromancer has exhausted his mana, he or she has a certain chance of summoning one of his undead minions through constant inner calling. The Necromantic Mark, on the other hand, is a secret mark on the enemy's body, and the undead minions will attack the person frantically, without the need for the necromancer himself to command.

Of the three undead magics, Luo Feng only took a cursory look. The reason why he kept skipping classes and asking for leave was that he had already decided on his own magical path, and all three of these magic were auxiliary in nature and did not directly help in battle. The only attack class is bone tooth magic, but Luo Feng is ready to refine the ghost fireball, and he is not prepared to be distracted by this magic.