Chapter 491

In a sense, the decision of the high-ranking priest of the Ten Thousand Death Society to abandon pawns was very wise. After all, when the news that they were trying to open the door to the plane of death leaked, any living organization would immediately become their sworn enemy. Will let them succeed.

The northern trio directly reported to their superiors. It was originally a requirement in the work manual to ask for help when the development of the incident exceeded the limit of their ability. In order to save face, they need to be held accountable for messing things up in the end. However, considering the distance and location are too remote, The quality and number of reinforcements cannot be determined. If you are lucky and meet a wandering boss nearby, it will be good (as the northern forces have sent many free teams, this possibility is not low). If you are unlucky, the reinforcements will not be able to catch up .

The Church of the God of Justice and Discipline is much more panicked. Once the gate of the Death Plane is opened within the country, they will be the first to bear the brunt, and even the entire Principality and the Church may be destroyed as a result.

At the same time as they learned the news, they sent people back to the capital to report the news, and the other paladins and priests were also gearing up and preparing to set out to hunt down those undead believers.

Wen Laier knew the severity of the attack. Those paladins didn't have any fatal injuries. What was really injured was their self-esteem that was completely wiped out before they saw the enemy. But there were more important things in front of them, and there was no time for them to sigh One's own weakness.

Still led by the white knight, they have already set off, but considering the consistent incompetence of the priests in tracking, others have expectations that they can catch up with the target, and only hope that they will not get lost too far, or have a good head At one point, bring a few rangers, thieves and other mercenaries to lead the way.

And on the other side. Investigating the Ten Thousand Deaths has been the task of the Northern Trio from the beginning. Even without support. They will definitely go, but due to fundamental differences in beliefs and principles of action, it is unlikely that they will go with the paladins, that would be asking for trouble for themselves.

In a sense, this has become an unspoken competitive relationship to see who can solve this problem first.

I want to intervene in this matter without exposing myself.

Therefore, those who can really have expectations are probably a few of us plus the northern trio. It would be even more wasteful if the not-too-many combat power is spread out, so I tried to persuade them to bring us these "small accounts".

"...Actually, I'm a fairly good necromancer. If you take us with you, as long as the distance is not too far, we can sense each other's death magic power, which is convenient for you to track."

Saying such words, the black magic power of death hovered in his fingers, proving his identity as a Necromancer.

If other forces. There must be a lot of doubts and prejudices against necromancers, especially when pursuing matters related to the plane of the undead. It will even doubt the other party's purpose.

But while they were shocked, their first reaction was...

"Is it a registered necromancer? Do you have a license? Have you had an annual review?"

"Yes, it was just last year's annual review, and it's registered in Diffinde Headquarters. It's a legendary necromancer."

In the eyes of some people, the north may already be a paradise for necromancers. The root cause is that they have normalized and made the necromancers a normal profession.

"One year before the Dawn Era, the undead industry revolution began in the Northland. This revolution liberated the productivity of the living and gave the necromancers the opportunity to walk into the sun. In the second year, ghost carriages and zombie servants occupied their respective markets. One-third of the quota..."

After so many years of development, undead equipment, furniture, utensils, and servants have become very common in the northern market. Be very routine.

"Master, it turned out to be one of our own!"

"Did you take the quest or a free mage? Oh, sorry, I dare not ask, you can just say it if you want."

When the three of them saw the small black book, they immediately showed joy.

If ten years ago,

It is already underestimated for a legendary necromancer to be called a master, but since there are more and more parallel import masters and parallel import legends, the title of master is less and less used.

Many of the official necromancers registered in Diffinde of the Northland are inextricably linked with the officialdom, and the emblem of the Royal Mage of Donglan on this pamphlet shows that this master has gained the trust of the royal family. Naturally, it can be trusted, and the symbol representing professional reputation is the rare double crown.

"I am somewhat involved with the Royal Mages Association. Now that I have encountered this matter, I can't stay out of it. But the way to cooperate is to put the villain first and then the gentleman. If it involves the ruins of the sage civilization this time, I will pay half of the proceeds. If there are new technologies and the like, they can be sold to the Northland officials first, but I can't lose my share."

I didn’t tell a single lie, and the documents in my hand are even more real. Of course, it’s self-evident how I got them. As for the two crowns of credibility... Cough cough, there is a service called brushing the crown to know ?

For mages, the ancient knowledge and mysteries that may exist in ancient ruins are simply irresistible temptations, and if the traces left by the civilization of the sages are more likely to remain in the new technologies and strategic weapons that will rewrite the country's territory, There are not too many such examples in the "history" of this jihad.

Although in the legendary novels, from time to time, a little character digs out some magical secrets, artifacts, etc. from the ruins, and then embarks on the way of killing demons and gods, but in the exploration of the ruins in reality, there are very few artifacts. See, after all, the passage of time is as ruthless as tomb robbers, and it is more based on the records, murals, traces left at that time, and the restoration of ancient technology and magic materials.

Such things are of little use to individuals, and will only become troubles that invite disasters, but for organizations that can digest these technologies and ancient magic, they are invaluable treasures.

After all, in a sense, without Dimiret's technical support from the sage civilization, there would be no magic revolution that is intensifying now. When a lively ancient person cannot find it, The documents and materials left by an ancient civilization are also the only substitutes.

"The civilization of the sages? It's actually the civilization of the sages! This time it's a fortune!"

Mary jumped to her feet, but the other two looked dazed. None of them knew why their companions were so excited.

As a four-spirit sword user, he must be exposed to magic technology. Since learning magic technology. How could it be possible not to know the origin of the sage civilization.

"I'll write another letter to the headquarters right away, because I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up..."

"Don't worry, I have some friendship with Master Dimiret, and I have already written to him. I used the little demon express. Since the civilization of the sages is involved, no matter how busy he is now, he should come over."

As soon as this word came out. The three of them obviously relaxed a little. Dimiret was a great figure in their eyes. Since they knew him well, it also proved from one aspect that the necromancer in front of them was credible.

Of course, after I leave, they will definitely still discuss my identity and purpose, so I also retain the identity of a "necromancer who stayed in the local area for half a year to explore the ruins", waiting for them to ask other people " Clues," spelling out "truth," and the reality that I'm pretty popular in this town. It will also increase their trust in me a little bit.

But now, after saying goodbye. I also made preparations for my trip, but the dead cat suddenly jumped out.

"I thought you would continue to pretend to be a paladin this time."

"Oh, don't be stupid, I have received insider information, as long as the people of the Northland encounter a paladin who pops up suddenly, they will conduct repeated investigations."

"Pfft, it seems that they also saw through you. Is this really the only reason?"

The dead cat showed its squinting eyes again, it seemed that it had already figured out the reason, and ran over to torment me on purpose.

"...This is only the main reason. The heavy armor and metal weapons can only be regarded as secondary reasons..."

Now that I have seen through it, there is no need to cover it up. My current physical condition is too bad to pretend to be a paladin.

Thanks to the poor strength and physique points, for me now, the chain mail is the chain that locks me, the whole body plate armor is covered with a metal cage, and the metal sword is a golden cudgel in my hand. The knight's standard equipment can't be carried on his back, so how can he pretend to be a paladin? After all, this time there is a high possibility of a high-intensity battle.

On the other hand, the use of elemental magic also requires a certain amount of physical fitness and agility. The accuracy of casting gestures is directly related to the success rate of casting spells. If the physical fitness is too poor, it is impossible to control powerful spells. Those who cast spells at will under the existing conditions are probably undead spells that control corpses and undead creatures.

This is also the reason why I didn't hinder the departure of those "cannon fodder of the Holy Light". For those old-school paladins, the Northern Trio is just a quasi-ally in the battle of faith, and the necromancer is a deadly enemy who kills first and asks later.

In fact, if the conditions are met, it is the best to pretend to be a paladin. After all, their reputation is good enough to not arouse suspicion at all. They can also travel around at will, recruit cannon fodder, gain the trust of adventurers and residents, Obtaining free/cheap supplies, and mobilizing villagers to fight a people's war when necessary are all invisible advantages, and only those old-school idiots will waste such obvious advantages.

And I didn't follow them alone. Since Katerina came from the ruins, she might be the key to open the door of the ruins. She herself is eager to find the truth, and since her daughter has gone, her father, Old Barton, naturally follows her. I went up, and since the old Patton is gone, the old Patton's grandfather will naturally not be left behind. As a result, I have two combat powers that are not bad.

Of course, we can have Win Lair follow us, we have another agreement.

"But it's not enough. Later, the old Barton will go to his old friends and hire a bunch of cannon fodder... mercenaries."

"That quasi-legendary spearman? You don't shoot him to lower the luck value of this team."

"How many times have I said that the Lucky Gunner is just a rumor. Besides, if the rumor is true, don't you think it's a good thing? I need a lightning rod..."

Inexplicably, I thought of the unlucky No. 1 beauty of Sulfur Mountain. Considering her astonishing luck, even if she had been looking for a way of redemption, the Wild Elf should still be the No. 1 beauty now.

"That's what you're looking for. Indeed, just for fun... What are we doing now?"

"Since it is very likely to encounter a battle, I am now a 'necromancer', but I don't have the benefits of hiding behind and watching a show. Then, for a little starting point, let's do what a necromancer should do. The nearby tomb Over there?"

"It's so stupid. The dracolich has a lot of stock in it. You don't know how to rob him. The corpses of those civilians who just died are weak."

"Good idea, just use the fashionable dress you are about to get in exchange, you didn't see that guy drooling while reading a magazine, it ruined your face..."

"That's not my face, it's like a doll. It's far from my adult version! What would it feel like to put your face on a woman... Poof, Renee."

Inexplicably, thinking of Renee and other "Roland" faces, I feel a little sympathetic to the angry Heloise in front of me. At least Renee is not blind. In other words, after so many years, she should be a big girl. Under the action of estrogen, it should not be that face.

"Yes, yes, let's go, blackmail the dracolich to avenge you, and rob the old demon's collection to vent your anger for you..."

And I just walked a few steps, but I was blocked in the corridor. Under the leadership of the dwarf shield guard, those adventurers blocked me.

"Carlo, since we can't fight anymore, we should pay back the gambling money."

"...If you look carefully at the betting paper, there should be a clause: 'If the duel is suddenly unable to proceed due to irresistible events, it will be considered a draw, but I remember that none of you bought a draw at the time.'"

Hearing this, the leading old dwarf suddenly rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling, as if pretending that he didn't know, but he probably saw the line of ultra-small characters.

And the adventurers behind him are also gearing up, the meaning of the threat is obvious.

"I advise you that it's best..."

"Snapped"

After snapping my fingers, the black mist of death diffused from my shadow and turned into a shadow troll ready to move. The whole room was suddenly enveloped in black shadow, and even the temperature dropped a few degrees.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I am a necromancer, legendary level, can you find me if you need anything?"

Strength is the best business card, this terrible magic power is a naked threat, want me to pay back? hehe!

"I...we're fine!"

"It's just that it's time for dinner, we invite you to go down for dinner. Well, Brother Thunder paid for today's drink!"

Who said that the dwarves are dull, isn't this very sensible? After they said these words "happily", they turned around and left without saying a word, but looking at the thick figure of the dwarf brothers and their rather sophisticated weapons and armor, I remembered What.

"Actually, I'm very reasonable. I have a little job here for fairly good adventurers. If you go, it's not impossible to return your gambling money to you. If you do well, there will be additional commissions." (To be continued continued..)

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