The concept of the underworld exists in this world, and the necromancer's summoning technique is to communicate with the underworld's unconscious geysers attached to corpses.

Dead qi is the opposite of life energy, withering, withering, rotting, dying, and so on are all accompanied by the overflow of dead energy.

The underworld is the home of death air, and the prerequisite for becoming a necromancer is to be able to communicate with the underworld and perceive death air.

It's a personal thing, and Heine has no flaws in it.

His problem was that there were no geyers answering the call.

"I thought I wouldn't deal with the undead anymore, but I didn't expect there to be unexpected surprises at home......"

He pinned a Molotov cocktail to his waist and approached the cellar with an electric wand in his hand.

Although it is a magic wand, it is actually a half-meter-long electric baton, which can release three electric shocks with one charge, each time enough to bring down a 300-pound wild boar.

This was purchased by Toshiara from the church for 2 gold coins, and it is the self-defense item he relies on the most at present.

Judging by the mud covering the side of the door, the cellar hadn't been opened for at least half a year, but the dead air did drift from underneath.

Henie pulled up the heavy cellar door, and strangely enough, there was no rancid smell underneath, but a faint wind.

"It's actually ventilated?"

He was amazed, knocked on his brow, and whispered:

"Life and death can be seen."

The vision brightened slightly, and he saw a gray air stream spilling out of the cellar.

This is the pupil of the dead, which can observe traces of dead air, and most importantly determine whether the dead air is from the wild undead.

The so-called drowned Metropolis Water, most necromancers also died from these monsters.

The airflow in front of him is stable, without any fluctuations, and there is a high probability that it is a natural overflow, that is, there is no dangerous guy lurking below.

Feeling his spirit draining rapidly, Heine quickly polished the torch and drilled in.

The cellar was small and dry, and he had walked less than two steps before he saw the source of the dead air.

It was two bodies that "fell to the ground in each other's arms".

They were fully clothed, with only white bones left, but a knife was scattered around their chests.

To Heine's surprise, a silver thread stretched out from each of the corpses and plunged into the ground!

"It's ......"

He exclaimed, and hurriedly removed the pupil of the dead and stuck the torch in the wall.

The heart is beating wildly!

I actually saw it!?

After failing to summon the geist for the first time, Heine inquired about the successful students.

The group all said they saw green lines on the bodies, some were one, some were two, and some were more.

After comparing the results of these men, Heine came to the conclusion that the green line represented the corpse's attraction to the geist.

Or to put it this way, every corpse attracts geismans, but not every mage can see it.

Those who have successfully summoned have already succeeded by the time they witness the Green Line, and the rest of the work is nothing more than a matter of course.

But Heine never saw a green line.

Now the color is wrong, but he does see a line!

Could it be that this means that he can finally complete the summon!?

Heine's mouth was a little dry, and he resisted his excitement and stepped forward to examine the two bodies.

He remembered the necessary process of summoning - you had to know enough about the vehicle to which the geist was attached.

The flesh and blood of both corpses had melted, leaving only the white bones of Sensen, indicating that they had been here for at least a year.

The texture of the bones is tough and of high quality, indicating that the two are well-trained.

"No wonder they can kill each other, why are things fighting?"

Heine searched around, and the two of them did not have anything to identify themselves, nor any belongings, they were all ordinary clothes.

The only thing that is commendable is that both daggers are of good quality.

The bone-burying site had a course on inlaying armor for bone racks, which was commonly known as "hanging iron", so he could see that the dagger was made of fine-wrought iron ingots.

After making sure everything was correct, Heine took a deep breath.

He opened the Dead Pupil again, and focused on the two corpses, each connected by a silver thread.

After two years, he once again recited an unfamiliar incantation:

"It's still feasible for a dead thing to see its fate, and the wandering soul is close to me when it crosses the line!"

Heine held his breath and stared at the two skeletons.

He saw the silver thread fluctuate for a moment, and then it was like a blooming lycoris flower, splitting into hundreds of filaments and piercing into the ground.

One second......

Two seconds......

Three-second ......

A silver flame lit up in each of the two skeletons' cranial cavities, and the one on the left stepped into the air as if he had come down the stairs in a dream, and suddenly raised his leg and kicked the other one away, and the latter immediately sat up from the ground!

"Success!!"

Heine threw his fist excitedly!

But at this moment, an unfamiliar voice flashed in his head.

"What's wrong with me?"

Heine was struck by lightning and stood still.

What the other party said was...... Chinese?

The three taboos of summoning spells suddenly emerged:

Don't summon souls with Lords, don't summon souls with Lords, don't summon souls with Lords!

But his skeleton could speak, and he spoke fluently Chinese......

Traverser??

The bad news didn't stop there, and another skeleton was also amazed.

"I crossed over?"

I'll go, two??

"Coincidentally, me too, buddy, I can hear you."

"Are you the skeleton in front of me? Why the hell am I also a skeleton, so who is this person? Wait a minute...... What the hell, master? ”

"There's nothing wrong with the bro, let's become summons, damn it's still on the battlefield in the last second, can't it be a helmet burn?"

The two of them are still talking!!

"Brother, what battlefield did you fight? It can't be AGE, right? ”

"I'm grass, it can't really be so coincidental, right? I'm a level 44 wanderer in the sub-region, and my name is Xia Ge Mourning Enemy Sword, what about you? ”

"Teacher Xia??? I'm catching a sheep, I've caught a sheep! ”

"I'll go, Brother Goat???"

By the time the two met passionately, Heine's sanity had already gone through the whole process of burning out and then resurrecting.

Countless thoughts flashed through him at this moment, and it was finally calmed down after the load was down.

Heine is from Earth in 2023, and he's never heard of a game called AGE, especially the term "sub-zone".

In the previous life, for example, when positioning Yamaguchiyama, players will first say the big servers - Asian, American, European, etc., and then accurately go to the big region - 1357, 24680, etc.

There are also different servers in different areas, like what Burning Card, Phoenix Card.

But this traverser named "Teacher Xia" only mentioned the "sub-region", and completed his positioning without other modifications.

Of course, this may be influenced by Chinese, but he said it so lightly, indicating that this game is likely to be a global server, at least there is only one region in the scope of "Asia", and even regardless of China, Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asia, etc.

Plus the helmet he mentioned......

Isn't this a virtual online game that no one wrote on a certain online text station before he crossed it!?

Heine was sure that he would not see such a game in his lifetime.

So the two people in front of me are either from parallel universes or from the afterlife.

In any case, they are not people of the same era as themselves.

After the initial ecstasy, shock, Heine fell into intense fear.

This fear first stems from the rejection of fellow travelers.

It's a biological instinct, akin to territorial awareness, and his unique strengths are challenged.

The second is his own weakness.

There is no gold finger in the past three years, and the other party is suspected to be from a more advanced era, and they also know each other......

In other words, even if he crosses over and becomes a servant of the aborigines, he will inevitably keep a low profile, forbearance, and then kill.

What's more, the other party is still weaker, but what about peers who came a few years earlier?

Although he can still balance them now, this is a traverser after all.

Things have developed to this point, and the sense of security brought by the necromancy spell is simply not enough.

For a moment, the thought flashed through Heine's mind.

He quickly made a decision, the first priority was to disguise himself as an aborigine, and never reveal the fact that he was also a time-traveler and could understand their words until he had figured out the temperament of these two people, and knew enough about their personalities and the times they lived in!

This is your biggest advantage.

It only took him a short time to think about this, and the two traversers were passionately recognizing each other, unaware of his anomaly.

"Listen to me and stand up!"

The two skeletons immediately got up and stood neatly in front of him.

At the same time, they were having a frantic conversation.

"Brother Yang, can you understand what he said?"

"I don't understand, but I understand, and my body does it."

"Me too, now I'm really someone else's servant."

"On the bright side, he doesn't seem to be able to hear what we're talking about...... Anyway, how did we talk, can't the squad voice also cross together, right? This plug-in is also too fishy. ”

"For the better, something is better than nothing."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Heine also breathed a sigh of relief.

They don't realize that they can be heard and that they don't understand the language of the world.

But because of the master-servant relationship, they can understand their own words.

It's a lot more convenient.

"I command you to pick up the daggers on the ground and the torches on the wall, and follow me to the ground."

Heine gave verbal instructions up and down, and detailed the specific operations in his mind, so that they could understand who was going to carry the torch and who was going to pick up the dagger.

Theoretically, the necromancer's thoughts are enough to command, and there is no need to shout commands.

But people's thoughts are ever-changing and difficult to control, and language can make it clear what he is thinking.

The two skeletons complained that it was "the same as a beginner's tutorial" while doing it, and the movements were smooth and flawless.

Heine's hanging heart finally let go of it a little.