Chapter 715: The Man With His Halo

The gray-robed man's body was suspended on the sea surface, and his breathing was a little short. This blow did not consume him lightly, and he also lost two mouthfuls of blood.

The blood essence of necromancers is different from that of warrior mages. The blood essence consumed by warriors and mages is at the cost of physical damage or even damage to their cultivation base, but the blood essence of necromancers is at the cost of consuming vitality and soul power of.

Soul power can also be supplemented by absorbing the souls of humans and monsters, but if the vitality is too depleted, this body can no longer be used now, so it can only find a suitable body again, and then take it over.

Under normal circumstances, it is not so easy to find a suitable body. Sometimes there is no other way but to seize a body temporarily, but in this case, if the body is not suitable, the strength cannot be fully exerted, even if it is the undead holy magister. Out of half of its own strength.

Even if you find a person with a suitable body, after successfully winning the house, your body will be weak in a short period of time, and your strength can only be displayed at about 70% of normal. Of course, compared with an unsuitable body, whether it is recovery time or recovery time The strength after that should be much stronger.

During the period of seizing the house, the necromancers themselves will always be in danger. After being discovered by monsters that feed on or manipulate souls, they will be directly tragic. Even if it is not discovered by this type of monster, if it is discovered by the enemy, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

There is also a more terrifying thing, that is, before the seizure of the house, necromancers are very fragile, they are only in the state of soul, and it is very likely that other necromancers will take advantage of the loopholes during this period.

Once the soul is captured and absorbed by other necromancers, they will never exist, and the only role in this life can only be to provide energy to others.

Therefore, many necromancers will secretly keep some slaves in captivity. These slaves eat and drink well, and their daily task is to train their bodies without labor.

These slaves are not puppets of the undead, nor are they necessarily followers of the god of death, but they all live well. However, their fate is already doomed, because they are all secretly raised by necromancers for seizing houses.

The necromancers used various means to recruit those who met their conditions for seizing homes, some by robbery, some by buying and selling, and some by temptation.

There is no need to work or endure hardship every day. The daily task is to eat, drink, have fun and exercise. For many people, this kind of thing is hard to come by.

Although there are some people who know that they will not be able to escape their fate sooner or later, most of these people look away. After all, there is not only one person here, but dozens or even hundreds of people. The chance of being selected is not high, and the necromancer does not need to take their bodies every day.

Sometimes it may not necessarily be lost once for several months or even one or two years.

Once the necromancer chooses to seize the house, it often means that they are safe for a long time. Because seizing a house needs time to adapt to the body, during this period, as long as the body of the one being seized is intact and there is no abnormality, then they are the safest during this period.

Since you are going to die sooner or later, why not enjoy it while you are alive? These people are not all men or women, but there are men and women, so the private lives of these people, whether they are men or women, are rotten. .

Even in their living area, at any venue, at any time, a man can pull one or more women to do anything on a whim, and a woman can also pull one or more men to do anything, and often no one will reject.

In the house, outside the house, by the well, in the field, in the village, in the mountains, anywhere they think is okay, and others are used to it. Some people even join them temporarily on a whim.

There is both madness and numbness in their eyes. They are often very paranoid in doing things, but when they meet someone who is stronger than them, they will become extremely obedient.

Necromancers have never cared about this, as long as they are happy and don't hurt each other. The better mood and healthier these people are, the better for the Necromancer.

Once someone takes the initiative to hurt other people, they will be punished extremely severely, and necromancers will never be soft when dealing with these people.

In human society, if a person makes a mistake, there will naturally be laws to punish him, but here, there is no law. There are endless ways for necromancers to deal with people, and they all act on the soul and will not cause any harm to the body. damage.

As long as people who have been dealt with by a necromancer once, they will be as docile as sheep, not to mention provoking trouble, even if they are beaten up, they will smile and apologize, and take the initiative to admit their mistakes.

These captive people like to call themselves meat utensils or meat stoves, because their bodies are the utensils that the necromancers seize, and they are the melting pots prepared for the necromancers. Necromancers call these people soul animals, because they don't regard these people as human beings at all. Soul animals mean animals with souls.

"Could it be that the damage of this blow is so high that even the soul has dissipated?" the gray-robed man looked at the sea, frowned suspiciously, and said to himself.

After Li Zhenbang was sunk to the bottom of the sea, he never appeared again, not even the wooden shield that could withstand his own lightning floated up.

The gray-robed man still felt a little regretful. The shield that could withstand his purgatory thunder attack was definitely not ordinary. He originally wanted to take a closer look at what was so special about the shield after killing Li Zhenbang.

But judging from the current situation, that wooden shield was no match for his Purgatory Thunder after all, and it probably disappeared with Li Zhenbang.

The Purgatory Thunder struck Li Zhenbang's body, and the energy was enough to split Li Zhenbang into fly ash, so Li Zhenbang's body did not float out, and the gray-robed man was not surprised. It's just that he didn't expect that Li Zhenbang didn't even have a soul left.

Although he knew that Purgatory Thunder had a certain degree of attack on the soul, but before it was a range attack. After killing a person, the soul could still be collected. Even if the damage was great, it was still a remnant soul with a lot of soul energy.

This was the first time he had used his full power to mobilize the Purgatory Thunder to attack a person. This took a lot of damage to him, but the power was indeed considerable.

The gray-robed man sighed and shook his head. Judging by the situation, this Li Zhenbang might not even have a soul left. He spent a long time trying, but in the end he didn't even get any hair. His heart was still very unbalanced, but There is no way.

If time could be turned back and things could be restarted, the gray-robed man would still choose to do this, even if he still didn't get anything in the end, but doing so was very relieved

After staying on the sea for a while, the gray-robed man didn't find anything unusual, so he took out another gray robe, put it on again, threw the old robe away, and looked around.

Suddenly, a creepy smile appeared on the corner of the gray-robed man's mouth, as if he had discovered something interesting, he rushed towards one direction like a meteor chasing the moon, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After a short while, a figure reappeared from the horizon, and appeared in this area in an instant. This person was none other than the gray-robed man who had just returned.

It turned out that the gray-robed man kept an eye out. Although the undead puppets in the sea did not find any trace of Li Zhenbang, and there was no trace of Li Zhenbang on the sea, the gray-robed man was still worried, so he pretended to leave, and then returned again.

In his heart, Li Zhenbang is still very cunning. If he is here, as long as he is still alive, he will definitely continue to lurk, and it is impossible to show up even if he is killed. But if he pretends to leave, this Li Zhenbang is likely to appear.

The reason why he came back to the carbine once was because he suspected that Li Zhenbang was still alive. Although he was very confident in his Purgatory Thunder, he was still a little worried after all.

"It seems that he should be completely wiped out. It's a pity those five holy-level powerhouses, especially those two giant dragons. This little bastard is really hateful. He would rather die than tell me the whereabouts of those people. Hmph" The more the robe man thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more angry he became, the more he thought about it, and his breathing became short of breath again.

Glancing at the sea below him, the gray-robed man hesitated for a moment and left again. After a while, the gray-robed man came back and repeated this four times. The gray-robed man believed this fact, shook his head helplessly, and felt a little annoyed. If he had known, he would have taken it easy.

The gray-robed man looked around again, this time taking a lot longer than before, finally nodded slightly, and rushed in one direction

"Squashing" The sea water kept washing against the coast, making a burst of rushing sounds, as if telling various stories and legends that happened in the sea.

At this time, there is a young man lying on the coast. The young man is dressed in ragged clothes, like a beggar. If you observe carefully, you will find that although the young man has his eyes closed, he is still breathing faintly, but the breathing is very subtle, as if It can stop at any time.

Suddenly the young man's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to move, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. The young man is none other than Li Zhenbang who was struck by the thunder of purgatory before.

"Where is this? Am I dead? Is this the Naihe Bridge? This is the Wangchuan River, but this river seems a bit too grand." Li Zhenbang blinked in doubt, then felt very tired, and slowly closed his eyes. Eye.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see a man. This man seemed to be a man, and he looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but Li Zhenbang couldn't remember it.

What puzzled Li Zhenbang the most was why there was a circle of white light around this man's head? Could it be the Buddha? But Li Zhenbang didn't have time to think too much, so he passed out again