Chapter 805 Necromancer

Sexual torture is just a superficial thing, and mental torture is the real pain.

The pain that reaches the depths of the soul can cause a person's mind to collapse, which is a complete destruction from the inside out. Of course, another situation may also occur, which is to make people reborn from the ashes and become more invincible.

Tortured to the depths of the pain, it seemed that even the senses had become numb, and Mo Ye stepped forward and took the last step.

This is only a small step with a straight line distance of no more than 30 centimeters, but it is also a big step between life and death. The moment Mo Ye stepped on the top floor of the magic tower, all the illusions in front of him disappeared.

Those bloody battlefields, the miserable people, and the mourners everywhere disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. The only thing left in the magic tower was the sound of Mo Ye's breathing.

"boom"

The stabbing pain in his head didn't disappear immediately, and Mo Ye fainted before he had time to see what the top floor looked like.

Mo Ye had reached the limit of his mental strength to bear such a high level of pressure even though his mental strength was already suppressed.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had experienced similar pain when absorbing negative spiritual energy many times before, it could be regarded as some experience, otherwise he might really collapse.

When Xiaoqi and Banzhuan rushed to the top floor, they only saw Mo Ye who was sweating profusely and fainted at the top of the steps.

Ban Zhuan stepped over the stairs with a kick on his hind legs, jumped over and flicked his tail beside Mo Ye, "Why did I suddenly faint without any warning?"

A blue light shot out of Xiao Qi's eyes and landed on Mo Ye, scanning up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The master's body functions are all normal, but the heart rate slows down and the breathing is long. The preliminary judgment is that the mental power fluctuates too violently, and he fainted due to overdraft. There should be no serious problems."

As long as there is no life-threatening danger, Ban Zhuan didn't care about it and just lay down next to Mo Ye to sleep together.

Xiao Qi began to observe the top floor of the mage tower with great interest.

Mo Ye fainted for nearly three hours.

When Mo Ye woke up and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was neither Xiaoqi nor Brick, but a white and clean skull, and the faint blue soul fire was beating slightly in the skull's empty eye sockets.

Mo Ye suspected that he was hallucinating, and looked down far away, only to see clearly that it was a man wearing a suit and a bow tie.

A skeleton with white gloves and polished shoes.

Out of the defensive instinct of a battle mage, Mo Ye immediately wanted to hit him with a healing light, but Mo Ye cut it off a second before casting the spell.

Because Mo Ye heard this Mr. Skeleton speak a moment before the magic was released.

"woke up?"

Mo Ye had seen skeleton warriors. I have also seen hell bones, and even the extremely rare skeleton elf Mo Ye has dealt with, but no matter how fierce their combat power is, they are just immortal killing machines. Mo Ye has never seen a talking skeleton. It was still the standard common language of the Star Alliance.

Mo Ye's expression was a little dazed, not only was it unscientific, it was simply not magical!

The skeleton waited for a long while but did not receive a response from Mo Ye. Mr. Skeleton changed his language and asked stammeringly, "Dragging Old Mu Ta to death?"

Nani, what language is this again?

Seeing that Mo Ye still had a dull expression on his face, the blue soul fire in Mr. Skull's eye sockets seemed to be beating like a blink of an eye, obviously he misunderstood that Mo Ye couldn't understand.

Mo Ye swore that although the skeleton didn't have any facial muscles, she clearly saw a confused and distressed expression on Mr. Skeleton's face.

"┈━═γθ? 8..."

"ㄓㄡㄘㄦㄜㄐ..."

"..."

"Akrashi"

After a long list of various incomprehensible languages, Mo Ye's brain, which was originally dull and chaotic due to the overload of mental power core, finally regained consciousness.

She felt that she must be hallucinating, and actually heard the skeleton speaking Elvish. Although the pronunciation was a bit weird, Mo Yelian guessed that it should be the elven language of the Logar continent.

These days in the distant Star Alliance, there are dead bones that can speak Elvish language. If the Elf Queen knew it, she would be moved to tears.

When the surprise reached a certain level, he calmed down. After his death, his soul can travel across the starry sky and fall to the earth, so what a skeleton can speak Elvish.

"Hello"

Since the other party can speak the common language of the Star Alliance, Mo Ye thinks it is better to use the common language, and it is better not to use the awkward Elvish pronunciation.

His own elf language is only at the level of half a jug of water. The elf language with a history of tens of thousands of years in the continent of Logar has hundreds of branches and a huge vocabulary. It will make linguists kneel down and cry. It is too difficult to learn it completely. What Mo Ye learns is just some common magic words, so let's forget about communication and dialogue.

The Skeleton King stood up straight and bowed slightly with one hand behind his waist and the other on his chest, "Hello, congratulations on passing the test left by Lord Orosius."

This posture, this manner, Mo Ye thought that what he saw was not a skeleton but a noble butler, it was so stylish.

"Your Excellency, you can call me Orom. This is the name given to me by Lord Orosius. If you need anything, you can tell me, and I am waiting for your call at any time."

"Lord Orosius, is he the owner of this tower?"

"Yes"

Mo Ye would not admit that when he heard the name of the owner of the Mage Tower, he felt a little bit of disappointment in his heart. Although he knew that this place must be the site of a necromancer, he still couldn't help holding a little luck. I think it might be the result of boredom from the unscrupulous master.

The Skeleton King continued, "Master Orosius is the master of this tower, but he died a long time ago."

fall from the sky?

Mo Ye always thought that the owner of this mage tower left here with the residents of Naville City ten thousand years ago. Could it be that this is not the case, he was already dead at that time, no, there are so many undead creatures here, even if he is dead Wouldn't it be nice to stay here as usual?

A ball of yarn tangled together in Mo Ye's mind. And why the name Orosius feels so familiar, it sounds familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.

"My lord will hand over the tower to my subordinates for temporary management before my lord dies. Waiting for someone who has a destiny, if the other party meets the requirements, they can inherit the will of the lord and accept this mage tower, and pass on what the lord has learned in his life."

Mo Ye was stunned, "Inheritance?"

"Yes, inherit the will of the lord and the Neville cemetery"

Mo Ye blinked, and was stunned for a moment. The amount of information was a bit messy, so he had to go through it.

co-authored. This roundabout and tossing such a big battle is just to find an apprentice, this is a joke. It is almost impossible to meet all the unreasonable requirements. There are too many unexpected factors in Mo Yeneng's final success, and it is difficult to find a second one.

"Master Orosius, when and why did he perish?"

"That was a long time ago"

Mo Ye "..." Shit, this answer is really excellent.

"My lord spent a lot of thought on building this cemetery. As for what happened at that time, I have never left here so I don't know. I'm sorry that I can't give you more help."

Mo Ye was noncommittal about accepting the inheritance, but asked, "Can I visit here?"

"Of course, you can summon me again if necessary."

The Skeleton Lord retreated, and Mo Ye wandered around the top floor of the mage tower.

The top floor is huge. The magic laboratory is connected to the bedroom, where Orosius lived.

Clean and tidy, without a trace of dust. This place is completely different from the third floor downstairs, and it can be seen that Mr. Skeleton takes care of it very seriously.

The laboratory is locked, and I don't know if I can open it to have a look.

"Xiaoqi, what happened after I passed out?"

"Mr. Skeleton appeared and I hid with Brick. I didn't realize that he was malicious. At the same time, I searched the top floor. I found this, because it couldn't be opened due to the interference of unknown energy"

Xiao Qi handed over an ancient book found under the pillow at the head of the bed to Mo Ye.

Because the ancient books have a magical protective layer that has not been weathered and corroded by the passage of time. On the contrary, there is a little more weight accumulated by the years.

The surface of the ancient book was wrapped in animal skins, and ordinary people could not open it due to the prohibition of magic. Mo Ye tried to inject dark spiritual power.

There was a faint fluctuation of magic power in the thick animal skin book.

Knowing that the ban was lifted, Mo Ye turned the pages of the book lightly and found that it was a diary, the diary of Orosius.

"The Temple of Glory launched another cleansing of necromancers. Those scumbags seem to be much nobler to kill with light magic than to kill with necromancer..."

"This is the one hundred and fifth day of fleeing, hiding in the dark mine... My magic research has made further progress, maybe the construction of the undead army can be accelerated, I will definitely let those people regret...."

"On the 200th day of fleeing, those self-proclaimed nobles actually arrested my only family member, oh, not counting relatives, the descendants who are related to me, my poor nephew's family, but a group of Poor bastard who hasn't even learned first-level magic, partisan, it's ridiculous...I know they want to threaten me..."

"On the 300th day of fleeing, I fled from the northern border of the mainland to the southern prairie. This sunny place is no longer suitable for me. The days when I used to step on the lawn to chase the sun will never again..."

"I have advanced again, and it will definitely make all of them tremble..."

Seeing this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Mo Ye's mind, and he unhurriedly found a thick magic book 'Magic Chronicle' from the space ring

After quickly flipping through the pages of the book, she quickly found the section she wanted to read, and sure enough...

It turned out to be him, the most evil, brutal and bloody wizard in the Glory Era recorded in the magic calendar, who almost single-handedly shook the Glory Temple. A terrifying existence that can make children directly pee.

According to the records of the magic calendar, this legendary necromancer has been hunted down by the Temple of Glory for hundreds of years, but there has been no result, and no one knows his whereabouts in the end.

Some people said that he was executed by the Temple of Glory, some said that he went mad and died, and some scholars even questioned whether this necromancer really existed.

Now Mo Ye knew that this legendary mage really existed. (to be continued) ()