Chapter 8: The Terror of Necromancy

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"Don't panic, these skeletons don't have any power to fight back, smash them for me......" The man in black shouted loudly, obviously well-informed. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

"Die!" the brown-haired man sneered and slashed out a sword, the tip of the sword slashing a silver light, and in his imagination, the skeleton would be split in half lightly. [Search for the latest updates.]

"When-" The brown-haired man expected that did not happen, only to see the bone sword in the skeleton warrior's hand move, and the sword that was split was blocked, and a slight spark was sparked.

The brown-haired man was visibly stunned, "What?"

At this time, the second skeleton warrior had already circled behind him, raised the bone sword in his hand high, and slashed it.

The brown-haired man only felt that the world was spinning, and then he didn't know anything, a big head was cut off directly, and blood sprayed wildly.

The two skeleton warriors cooperate tacitly and kill in one hit.

The man in black was stunned, the big butler was stunned, and even Ron, who was accused of being physically accused, was stunned, although this qiē was not caused by him.

The head and body of a trainee-level thief were divided between two skeleton warriors.

"This ...... How is this possible?" the man in black's pupils suddenly opened, and his face was full of incredulity, in his imprint, necromancy was just an old joke, and its qiē legends mostly only existed in novels.

In fact, not only him, but basically all the people in the Noah Continent think that the so-called powerful undead magic is just a legend, but in fact it is a fictitious thing, and its value can only be studied.

The body of the brown-haired man fell weakly, and Ron saw the frightened face of the man in black who was the leader.

"Impossible, impossible, necromancer, how can you fight?" the man in black chattered his teeth and took a step back, his body trembling incessantly, his sixth sense telling him that the child in front of him was extremely dangerous.

"It's your turn next...... "Ron" said hoarsely, and he held out a hand to the man in black.

The four skeleton warriors turned their heads in unison, and the eight eyes that flashed with a faint green light were aimed at him at the same time, and they screamed strangely and attacked him violently.

"It's not good, run away......"

There was only one thought in the mind of the man in black, which was to run, run away, and never face this terrible child again.

"Boom...... Do you think you'll be able to escape?" the possessed Ron smiled, gestured with his right hand, which could only move, and softly spat out two words in his mouth, "Bone prison!"

The man in black only felt that his figure sank, and he didn't know what slowed down his body, and then there was a flower in front of his eyes, and a cage-like thing suddenly burst out of the ground, suddenly stuck, and he couldn't move.

"What is this?"

The frightened man in black felt bad, and he clutched the edge of the bone prison with both hands, but he couldn't break free with all his strength.

"Chop it up ......"

The man in black gritted his teeth, pulled out his saber from his waist, and slashed at the bone prison.

"Click-" With a sound, he actually cut a small hole in the bone prison.

"I can open ......" The black-clothed man was overjoyed, and was about to cut again, but he didn't know that several black shadows had already appeared around him.

"No...... Don't ......" The man in black already understood what he was about to face, and the four skeleton warriors raised their long swords and stabbed him fiercely when he was trapped in the bone prison and couldn't move, and the most terrifying thing was that at this time, the man in black found that he had nowhere to hide.

"Porphyry...... Porphyry ...... Porphyry ......"

Four long swords pierced him at different angles, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes had a look of disbelief, and he couldn't believe that he would die at the hands of a useless necromancer.

"This ...... Is this still a necromancer?"

The man in black had an unwilling look in his eyes, and there was a hint of incomprehension.

The skeleton warriors had no feelings, they only knew how to carry out the summoner's orders, drew their swords, and the green eyes were once again aimed at the last man, the grand butler of Naka Manor.

The chief butler trembled, he knelt down with a "plop knock," and cried, "My lord, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let me go......"

"It's too late to admit your mistake now, I'll send you on your way......" "Ron", who was possessed by Homerin, was not moved at all, and the four skeleton warriors slowly approached the big butler.

When the chief butler knelt down, an imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes, and this cold light happened to be captured by Huo Meilin, who had read countless people.

Just as the butler thought that the other party had let his guard down, he moved, and a dagger with a cold light slammed out of his sleeve and stabbed straight at "Ron".

"Hmph, little carving insect trick......" Even if Huo Meilin was not prepared, he would not fall on a small dagger.

"Bone Shield!"

Huo Meilin muttered, and a shield made of bones appeared in front of "Ron" out of thin air, but its process was not so smooth.

The dagger actually passed through the bone shield and took "Ron" directly.

Huo Meilin's brows furrowed darkly, he was not in a hurry, he flashed sideways, let go of the dagger, and the big butler stabbed in the air.

Huo Meilin made a mistake, which is logically impossible, but it is no wonder that he is not his body, it is impossible to do it like his arm, and it is inevitable that he will make mistakes.

By the time Huo Meilin looked at it again, the chief butler had already escaped dozens of meters, and he was running lifelessly, and the power and horror of the undead magic had already frightened him.

"Hmph...... If you want to escape, it's not so easy......" Huo Meilin snorted coldly.

"Bone spur ......"

A black light emanated from his hand, like a meteor catching the moon, straight to the great butler.

The figure of the big butler froze, and the bone spurs sent out by Huo Meilin stabbed him lightly, but he endured the pain and didn't say a word, what is a little pain for his life?

The chief butler didn't stop for a moment, and ran away all at once.

"I actually escaped for him...... Huo Meilin was a little angry, and there was also a trace of helplessness.

"Forget it......" Huo Meilin smiled bitterly, he couldn't control Ron's unfamiliar body to chase, even if he did, he couldn't catch up, it was already good to be able to save his life.

As soon as Homelin put away his magic, several of the skeleton warriors turned to ashes and dissipated in the wind.

Although Ron's body couldn't move, his eyes kept watching every move of "himself", and he couldn't even believe that this qiē was caused by "himself".

"It's safe now, Ron, I'm going to get out of your body......" Homelin laughed.

At this time, Ron only felt that his body was weak, as if he had been drained of strength, and fell to the ground weakly.

Ron, who had regained control of his body, only felt a sharp pain in his left hand, and it was because of the dislocated hand.

Ron clenched his teeth, pressed it with his intact right hand, and twisted it hard, only to hear a "pop-" sound, and the dislocated bone returned to its original place, but Ron was already in a cold sweat in pain.

"Hehe, Ron, I didn't think you would ...... bones" Homelin said with a smile, "What a strong boy, this pain is not something ordinary people can bear......"

At the same time, his figure also appeared in front of Ron.

It's no surprise that Ron will pick up bones, as a vagabond, many of the skills necessary for survival are a must.

Ron suppressed his excitement, got up, knelt down directly to Huo Meilin, and said sincerely, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, I ...... I want to worship you as a teacher......"

"Hehe......" Homelin smiled, a little smug in his laughter, "Ron, don't you want to be a "great" magician, how can you learn necromancy from me?"

Ron was indeed blown away by Homerin's necromancy, and no one appreciated the mystery and power of necromancy more deeply than him.

He scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Grandpa Homelin, I was wrong, necromancy is very powerful, more powerful than magicians. ”

"Hehe, Ron, you're wrong about this again, there is no magic that is the most powerful, only the most powerful magicians, whether undead magic is more powerful than magic, it depends on the person who uses it......" Huo Meilin said with a smile.

However, Huo Meilin was a little puzzled in his heart, looking at the people just now, he obviously knew that they might have seen necromancy, but why did they think that necromancy was useless magic? Why did he panic later? Homerin couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head.

"Grandpa Homerin, can you teach me necromancy?" Ron saw that Homerin was silent, and hurriedly begged for fear that this opportunity would be ruined again.

"Hehe, of course you can, but ......," Huo Meilin said with a smile.

Hearing only two words, Ron's face shrugged down, blushed and took the initiative to say, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, I'm ...... I don't have any money......"

He said this because he had met a wandering magician before, and at first he said that he could teach him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for seven hundred gold coins, and as soon as he heard that Ron had no money, he immediately turned around and left.

Huo Meilin sweated again, I am a soul, what do you want money for, he laughed and said, "Hehe, Ron, I don't want money......"

"Uh, Grandpa Homelin, what do you want?" Hearing that he didn't want money, Ron's eyes lit up with hope again.

"I have only one condition. Huo Meilin smiled and stretched out a finger, "You join the Church of the Scourge, and I will teach you necromancy ......"

"Uh, what is the Church of the Plague......" Ron asked casually.

"Huh...... The Church of the Scourge is not a thing......" Huo Meilin said casually, but as soon as the words came out, he knew that he had said something wrong, so he immediately coughed and interrupted, "Don't you change the topic, do you want to join or not?"

"I add...... I joined the ...... "As long as you join a church, you can learn such a powerful necromancy and can figure it out with your ass, how could Ron not do it?" The most important thing is that after learning necromancy and having strong strength, he has the opportunity to avenge his grandfather, thinking of grandpa, Ron has a strong fighting spirit in his heart.

"That'...... How do I join?" asked Ron.

Huo Meilin thought for a while, and said helplessly, "Originally, it took a lot of rules to join the Church of the Natural Calamity, but now that the conditions are limited, these things are exempted, well, that's it...... Just make an oath to me......"

"If I say something, you say it. Seeing that Ron agreed, Homelin immediately said.

"O Great God of Death, your believer Ron joins the Church of the Scourge today to follow in your footsteps and spread your glory......"

The oath was long, but Ron followed Hamelin in the same way.

"That's it?"

"Well, that's it. ”

"So I can learn necromancy now?"

"Yes!"

"Great......" Ron jumped for joy. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he asked.

"Grandpa Huomerin, may I ask you a question?"

"Ask!"

"How many people are there in the Church of the Scourge?"

"Well, well, there used to be a lot of people, but now, it's just me and you...... Of course, I'm the soul, and you're the only one...... to be exact."

“......”

Ron was speechless, this is a one-man Church of the Scourge, it's too ...... It's too powerful......

He rolled his eyes, "Grandpa Huo Meilin, I heard that after apprenticeship, you have to be called an honorific title, should I call you Mentor Huo Meilin?"

Hearing the words "Mentor Huo Meilin", the corners of Huo Meilin's mouth twitched fiercely, and he remembered the apprentice who had betrayed him, and his heart ached faintly.

He took a deep breath and said, "No need, let's call it like this......

"Oh......" Ron nodded, then said, "Grandpa Homelin, are we going to start learning necromancy now?"

Ron was already a little impatient.

Huo Meilin smiled slightly, his eyes looked at the two corpses in front of him, and said, "Ron, your most important task at the moment is not to learn necromancy, but to get out of here as much as possible......"

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