With that, Baker turned the conversation back to the potion, and Ouyang Dao left Timar alone and followed Baker deep into the tent. The combination of tents was like a maze, and Ouyang Dao soon got lost. But it didn't matter, because Ouyang Dao didn't have to follow any rules if he wanted to go out.

In the dark, Ouyang Dao walked to a dusty tent, staring at the fluffy stitching on the sides of the tent and the new lights on the top, Ouyang Dao remembered. In the tent, the baker laughed as the messy footprints messed up the carpet.

"It looks like the kids have already chosen, but it's hard to clean up after that"

"Looks like business is good" Ouyang Dao nodded, staring directly at the potion in the tent. Baker noticed his movements and waved to the waiter.

"Please take care of yourself, I'll wait for you," Ouyang Dao nodded, holding the medicine bottle in his hand, feeling the cold air in the bottle, Ouyang Dao confirmed his suspicions. As the professors of the academy teach, there is no one potion that can be applied to all professions unless it is used in the same way, or by almost the same lineage. This drug is not immune to this problem, it is effective for more than a dozen professionals for the simple reason that they all have certain properties.

This is a useful trait for wizards, which helps to create a high-level corpse - a "cold-blooded" corpse. True, Baker's undercover identity is a hypnotist, but in reality he is the master of the dead. He did not act as a notary for the lower classes out of pity, but prepared for those who did not resist.

Dima, who returned to Ouyang Dao, was long dead, but still alive, and was said to be a flesh-and-blood puppet leader of the Baker style. Baker is not lying, he may have developed a cautious habit in his hometown and is very strict about superpowers. Looks like an archaeologist, looks like a hypnotist, is actually the owner of the deceased. This kind of style and habit is difficult to develop automatically without perennial environmental oppression. Now what Baker wants to do is turn Ouyang Dao into a ghost squire reservist.

"To be honest, when Trist Durden told me that it was a deal that had already been confirmed, I was expecting it to come, but the result was disappointing," Ouyang Dao sighed, and Baker's face darkened, "Why, Mr. Gaia, if you are not satisfied with the conditions, we can talk."

"About what? How to make a corpse look alive!" the baker shuddered. Ouyang Daobo. He lifted the carpet. In the ground, there are piles of dead bodies and gray meat, but in such air, there is no moist air.

"Master baker, you manage this cemetery very well. No death energy leaking out" Baker was silent for a few seconds, "It does make me weary," Baker said with a faint smile, "but it's also good for me." ”.

"You're smart, but smart people don't live long. Do you think you were the first to find out? Do you think the little ones didn't notice anything?" "No, there are a lot of people who know about it, but they all choose to hide it.

Because the legendary person was dead, Ouyang Dao interrupted him, and Baker also began to suffocate, but he continued: Well, there are three or four little guys who know about this, but they haven't said it yet, why do you think they are afraid of death, Ouyang Dao interjected again, this time Baker looked at Ouyang Dao cautiously, as if he didn't hear it. At this moment, why wasn't Ouyang Dao afraid? Baker lowered his head and stomped his feet. "Tomb of the Immortals, get up!"

Many skeletons rose from the ground, and gray pieces of flesh fell from them, revealing bones wrapped in rags. "It doesn't matter who you are, getting into this circus is your biggest mistake," said Baker, who was inspired by the dead people around him.

"Oh, that's great," Ouyang said, smiling as he watched the rags floating in the air defy gravity. "Your skull looks like a new breed. What's in it for you?" Baker frowned. He had never seen an enemy like Ouyang Dao before, there had been many paladins who wanted to destroy it, but they all ended up being a corpse.

But no enemy, no matter what the reason, would not laugh like Ouyang Dao under any circumstances. It's like a cat looking at a mouse. Zsámbék is uncomfortable. Baker quickly cast a spell, and in the process, Ouyang Dao watched him cast a spell.

"There's nothing more interesting than that, don't be shy, just vent it," Ouyang said, the baker frowning and smiling at the armored skeleton. No matter how powerful the opponent is, to fight so many skeleton battles, he will never be destroyed. As long as it's not a slam dunk, Beck, who has long since become a vengeful spirit, can easily escape.

The skeleton warriors surrounded them, and Ouyang Dao moved his footsteps and rushed through the circle. Quick, but too bold to hurt me. Baker harnesses the skeleton, and soon he is surrounded by armor as thick as bones, and Baker can be said to be invincible. A gray energy flashed, and Ouyang Dao couldn't dodge, and was hit by the gray light.

[Rustle]-[Rustle]!

Ouyang Dao's pace of turning suddenly became chaotic, and his speed immediately slowed down, and if he bypassed the skeleton painting, he would turn around, and he would be trapped in the circle. For all his successes, Baker on the other side has doubts about life. He had just used the Finger of Death! He could directly destroy the huge life of the instant spell, what would happen if Ouyang Dao dodged or hedged with other energies that he could understand, and directly endured it?

This action, even if you are not dead, you should be seriously injured. How could it slow down? Baker backed. Ouyang Dao was still surrounded by skeletons. Now is his best chance to escape. Even if he leaves, Baker can still control the warlock remotely, and even if Ouyang Dao can secretly fight death, it is impossible for his opponent to be scared away and survive.

Just as he was about to leave Baker, Baker was in a hurry, and he didn't even finish the potion he had worked so hard to make, Ouyang Dao suddenly said, "You must have run far enough now." Baker was knocked unconscious, and a huge fist flashed before his eyes. From Ouyang Dao to Baker, all the skeletons were disposed of in one go, and debris and footprints were everywhere, covering the surrounding tents.

"Don't worry, you're an interesting potion, we'll talk about that later," Baker said, feeling that he was locked in an iron cage by Ouyang Dao and had no chance of escaping. Baker gave me his look. If he left now, he wouldn't be able to open the black market he'd been running for so long!Baker fell, ripping his head off his body, and as soon as he touched the ground, a magical rage rose. A cemetery cemetery for ceremonies.

In the circus, the gray energy of immortality is washed away, marble turns to dust, new fabrics turn to dust, flesh turns to bones, and living souls cry. In an instant, the dead swept across the land! "Do you want to catch me, let's defeat all the skeletons in this land!"

The baker's voice drifted around, and Ouyang looked around, but there was nothing but trembling skeletons. Ouyang Dao made up his mind to leave as a ghost. Malice is the hallmark trait of the shiry, and can be exchanged in a ready-made body at any time after completion.

Because of the invention of this feature, the Necromancer was not destroyed a thousand years ago, when the Church of Light was resurrected. Necromancers who embody this trait are even more difficult to deal with than necromancers who make cassette tapes. At the very least, the lich can be dealt with by banging on the cupboard, but if we don't kill all the skull repairmen, they have the potential to be resurrected.

With the exception of certain psychic abilities that can erase consciousness, other methods do little harm to the malevolent necromancer. The movement of the soul is in the world of the soul, and the transformation of the body is so rapid that even a profession that travels in the shadows needs to be prepared for the FBI in advance.

In a mentally fragile industry, this problem cannot be solved. Ouyang Dao wandered in the desolate place, and although Baker prompted him to kill the skeleton, Ouyang Dao did nothing.

Because he hadn't forgotten what had happened when he entered the black market: the earth suddenly appeared under his feet, and he woke up with a scratch on his shoe, but Ouyang Dao didn't know when it happened. All of this suggests that Baker is able to maintain his status as a hypnotist, and that he must have a hypnotized lich or a high-level malevolent mutation. What Ouyang Dao sees now may be what others want him to see. Sure enough, when Ouyang Dao was walking, the ground began to crack, and the gravel on the ground gave people the feeling of a rock, and when Ouyang Dao approached, the skull holding the bone knife disappeared.

An incomplete illusion. Baker's main profession is that of a wizard, and the lich he controls is no more powerful than the original wizard, plus he doesn't have the strengths and traits of a professional wizard, and the master is not strong enough to hypnotize liudao. In the lower illusion, the performer cannot directly hypnotize the will, Ouyang Dao is in a hypnotic state, but the movements of his body are consistent with the hypnotic state. A fist is a fist, a leg is a leg, and the soul and body are inseparable.

But if it is a true spiritual and spiritual master, it may directly distort the will and change uncertainly. For example, as long as Ouyang Dao doesn't move now, his body won't be harmed, but if he is a mind reader, maybe the real body is violently attacking him, and the illusion won't rise and fall until the end. In the Land of Death, Ouyang Dao knelt directly on the ground and slowly and calmly pushed the elements outward, forming an impenetrable shield.

Regardless of whether the shield was destroyed or not, Ouyang Dao couldn't feel it, but when the shield was completely destroyed, the touch would break through the blockade of the illusion and give Ouyang Dao time to react. The second is to drive the soul, so that the soul condenses into tentacles, strengthens the connection with the external senses, and restores the control of the five senses.

It was a race that could not be accelerated, and in general, even if it was successful, the external body was already damaged. So there are only two options to fight the thinking system, either to fight the hypnotic attack, or to look far away and avoid the hypnotic range. But Ouyang Dao is different. He felt that even if he stood still, Babek could attack at will without being harmed.

Sure enough, when Ouyang Dao regained control of his body and opened his eyes, there were no wounds on his body, but Ouyang Dao's brows furrowed. He woke up a little late.