Chapter 905 Inspire Potential

"Don't you just want to know where the saint is and how it is now?" the soul necromancer said hastily.

"There are still things that have the potential to inspire." Li Zhenbang folded his hands on his chest, looking at the soul necromancer casually.

"Okay, okay, I said, okay?" The soul necromancer raised his hands, signaling that he had compromised.

"Then let's talk about it!" Li Zhenbang found a rock, blew on it, and then continued to do it, as if he was ready to listen to the show.

The others followed suit, but they all sat beside Li Zhenbang, faintly protecting Li Zhenbang.

Seeing this scene, the soul necromancer became more certain that Li Zhenbang must be a child of a large family of necromancers, and he either came out to practice or to relax.

Necromancer's subordinates are often undead, or people with certain undead attributes, and these three servants obviously do not have undead attributes. Generally, only the most loyal servants of necromancers will be like this. Such servants will only be loyal to A large family of necromancers.

"The saint was not found in the shrine, but in the Rob forest. At that time, there was a miracle in the Rob forest, and many people went to hunt for treasures. As a result, we necromancers did not find many treasures, but we found the saint. You I don’t know, but we went through all kinds of hardships to bring the saint back to the Divine Palace.” The soul necromancer sighed with emotion.

"You guys? You also went to that treasure hunt?" Li Zhenbang looked at the soul necromancer suspiciously.

"Well... originally... I was going to go, but I was delayed by something, so I didn't go in the end." The soul necromancer said with some embarrassment.

"We are the ones you have the guts to talk about if you didn't go to us?" Li Zhenbang curled his lips in disdain. Don't think that this necromancer is only in the state of a soul, but this face is really amazing!

"What does what we necromancers do have anything to do with us? Although I didn't come to the scene in person, I also cheered silently!" Soul necromancer stuck his neck,

He held his head up and said stubbornly.

"Shouting and cheering are still silent, you really know how to draw words!" Li Zhenbang looked at the soul necromancer jokingly.

"Don't pay attention to these details!" Soul Necromancer looked at Ghost with fiery eyes, and didn't care too much about Li Zhenbang's cynicism.

Necromancers can fear death, but if they have a chance to survive, they are still willing to choose to live well.

Many people choose to take refuge in a necromancer or become a necromancer because they have too many things to let go of, and they don't want to end their lives casually.

But once they become necromancers, their thoughts will change over time, and the pursuit of immortality is no longer the ultimate goal.

A person who has lived for a hundred years will feel that life is precious, and a person who has lived for three hundred years may feel that life is precious, but if he has lived for seven or eight hundred years, or one or two thousand years, he will have no concept of life.

The same life, coupled with years of dealing with dead bodies, even normal people will become abnormal. What's more, how many brains are normal for a necromancer? Most people are extreme. The people around me are not normal, and I become abnormal subtly.

"The saintess of our necromancers is the messenger sent by the god of death to the world, the angel who guides our direction. The saints of our necromancers are not as watery as the Holy See. The saints of our necromancers are not common, but Every time the saintess appears, it will bring a storm of blood."

"Although up to now, ruling the world will always fall short and lose troops, but every appearance of the saint can bring a big harvest to the necromancers."

"If you are young, you may not know that there has been no saintess for three hundred years. Now that the saint has appeared, how can the necromancers not cherish it more. After three hundred years, how terrifying our strength has reached It's something you can't even imagine."

"Now that the saint has joined us, we necromancers are destined to return to the world, and this world will be dominated by our necromancers!" The soul necromancer roared excitedly.

Li Zhenbang frowned. He originally wanted to inquire about Li Ruoyue's news, but he didn't expect to have a windfall, and this windfall was at the level of a forbidden spell.

It's just a pity that even if he spread the news, no one would believe him. Although some necromancers have been discovered occasionally in the past few years, they are just some small gangsters with little strength. A truly powerful necromancer may only show up when miracles appear.

A trace of irritability rose in Li Zhenbang's heart. It seemed that it would not be long before the world would usher in a bloody storm, like purgatory on earth. The more this is the case, the more it is necessary to rescue Li Ruoyue as soon as possible, otherwise it will only become more and more difficult.

"The days of our necromancers are coming soon, just thinking about it makes people excited! I..."

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, how is the saint now? Have you accepted the potential stimulation?" The soul necromancer still wanted to express his emotions, but was interrupted by Li Zhenbang, who had no time and interest Listen to this crap.

"Hey! You are really disappointing." Soul necromancer shook his head and sighed.

"I don't have much time to listen to you rambling here, how is the saint?" Li Zhenbang said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, I said! The saint is of course very good now, there are all kinds of people serving, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with clothes, hands, food, and mouth. I can also... that ...The situation of the saint is quite good now!" Seeing the look in Li Zhenbang's eyes, the soul necromancer trembled, and hurriedly gave up his topic.

"It's good? How is it good? Is it good to be served by others? If you say these unnutritious words, I will really leave!" Li Zhenbang's tone was a little annoyed.

What the soul necromancer said was either excited emotions, or a few words that were turned upside down. Regarding Li Ruoyue, she didn't provide anything of value at all.

"That..." The soul necromancer was a little embarrassed. He was so far away from the Divine Mansion, and it was not easy to get some news about the saint. How could he know the recent situation of the saint?

He didn't deliberately pay attention to these things. The most important thing for him now is to advance, to become a powerful and terrifying undead saint magister, and to smoothly enter the upper circle of necromancers.

"Forget it, you still talk about the things about stimulating the potential of the saint! If you continue to express emotion and say a few words over and over again, you can play here by yourself! My time is not wasted on you On him!" Li Zhenbang glared at the soul necromancer viciously, and then took a deep breath to calm down his restless heart.

"Stimulate the potential of the saint..." The necromancer of the soul was a little embarrassed. He knew something about this area, but he didn't know how much Li Zhenbang knew. If you have to shoot and break up, then the gain outweighs the loss.

"Don't tell me, you don't know anything." Li Zhenbang stood up slowly and said through gritted teeth.

"Uh... I know, but I don't know how much you know, and I don't know where to say it!" The soul necromancer said helplessly.

"Then you start from the beginning and tell everything you know. As long as what you say is not nonsense, no matter how detailed you say, I won't interrupt you." Li Zhenbang continued to do it slowly, looking at Soul Necromancer.

"Okay! Then I'll tell you everything I know." Seeing that Li Zhenbang didn't refute, the soul necromancer secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But he has already made up his mind, as long as he gets the ghost, he must get back all the humiliation he has suffered from these people!

In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, he will not make these people into undead puppets, but the souls of these people can bring him great nutrients and energy, which will be of great benefit to the undead holy magister he is about to attack. Maybe this is the gift from God of Death to himself!

It has already been delivered to his mouth, if he doesn't eat it, wouldn't he be sorry for this fate and the special care of the god of death.

"Stimulating potential is actually not just a right enjoyed by saints. Those ordinary people who want to become necromancers can also enjoy this opportunity if they make certain contributions."

"To put it bluntly, stimulating potential is a way to transform people who do not know how to use undead magic into undead mages or undead warriors. Our saintesses are often not undead mages, so we need to stimulate her potential and let her become undead Magician."

"The longer it takes for the excitation process, the more thorough the transformation, and the stronger the strength after becoming a necromancer."

"The most powerful saint in history took two full years just to stimulate her potential, consuming countless property and manpower. However, the hard work paid off. After the saint's potential was stimulated, she directly became a god. That is a real god!"

"Unfortunately, during that period of time, countless geniuses emerged among human beings, including the gods of law and war that you humans worship, and some other people who are close to god-level power. If they hadn't joined forces, our necromancers would have died a long time ago. Rule the world!" The soul necromancer said indignantly, his voice full of unwillingness.

"You mean...the Holy Maiden has already started to unleash her potential?" Li Zhenbang jumped up from the rock all of a sudden, his voice trembling. .

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