Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

The Necromancer's movements were inexplicably stiff.

This feeling is very strange. As if losing weight at the moment before he fell into the abyss, his cold palm suddenly grabbed his heart, and he could not help but feel excited.

The pale blue fingers clasped the young white and slender neck like eagle claws, and they tightened instinctively before even thinking about it. The sharp blue-black nails plunged into the soft skin, and the cold and protruding knuckles exerted force, almost The fragile neck bone will be broken in the next second. It's as easy as crushing a biscuit.

But it's hard to get in with your fingers.

As if caught in some invisible confinement—the larynx under the palm of the hand quivered gently with the rhythm of breathing, and the noise of warm blood rushing through the blood vessels could almost be touched. As long as you pinch it gently, you can move it. The life radiating heat is pinched at the fingertips-but he can't.

Only then did the Necromancer see what was blocking his movements. It was an extremely thin layer of dark element, which was tightly attached to the young man's skin, as light as a feather, but as tough as a dragon scale. He was shocked at the bottom of his heart, this kind of almost terrifying control of the dark element...How could it appear to an apprentice in an academy?

A sigh sounded:

"Pity."

The necromancer's eyes widened suddenly, his finger joints creaked, as if being slowly propped apart by some invisible force, the back of the hand that was strained by the force burst out, and his thin fingers trembled uncontrollably. But it was irresistibly opened into a void holding palm.

"...I kind of like this team now."

The boy added quietly. His expression was still innocent, but his pupils were as dark as an abyss, and there seemed to be a kind of gravitational force that could engulf the soul in them, and the terrifying power in the depths of his eyes almost made people fearful.

The Necromancer immediately made a big alarm, and the keen sense of smell he cultivated in dealing with dark creatures made him decisively—chanting a spell in his mouth, trying to move away from here as quickly as possible, but, strangely, the dark elements that obeyed his call responded. Extremely cold, as if it had been diluted multiple times, it was impossible to gather enough elements to perform complex high-level spells.

—It's like they have abandoned him.

His face suddenly became distorted with a hideous expression. He raised his hand and crushed a spell spar. The huge scroll was unfolded in an instant, and the dark purple complicated dark patterns lit up in the air, and countless skeletons and low-ranking driven by forbidden arts. Liches kept appearing in the open space, soul fire flashed in the dark and hollow eyes, quietly waiting for orders.

Ancient and complicated spells poured out of his mouth.

All the alchemy products attacked the youth who seemed innocent.

Ge Xiu lifted his eyelids indifferently, as if a little bored.

He lifted his finger eagerly.

In the next second, all the skeletons and liches stopped moving, as if they were frozen in place.

The blue soul fire jumped frantically in the eye sockets, the rigid and cold joints made a harsh chuckle, and then-suddenly bent.

"Boom"..."Boom boom boom"

The corpses driven by magic knelt down one by one, the hard kneecaps hit the ground, making a toothy crunch. The scene was so magnificent and terrifying, it almost made people shudder.

The black head was bent down and bowed to the young man in an absolute surrender posture.

The necromancer's eyes were about to split, and he muttered:

"...No...impossible...how is this...impossible!"

But he did not attract the slightest attention of the other party.

Ge Xiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath slowly.

This feeling of being surrounded by dark elements is so familiar.

So... enjoyable.

The scattered dark elements around the body seemed to have received an invisible call, rushing towards Ge Xiu with extreme urgency. The very thin elements on the front of the mainland gathered like a huge vortex, and they were extremely intimate and entwined with their masters. , They are so active and exhilarating, even wizards who can barely perceive the existence of the elements can feel the sudden drop in temperature around them, and the horrible and unclear dark sensation penetrates the muscles and bones, making them instinctively fear and shrink.

The slender young man stood in the void, his eyes drooping slightly, and his expression was serene and calm.

His skin is pale, as if the face kissed by the God of Light is handsome and holy, beautiful and almost inhuman, even with a bit of childishness.

However, behind him, the dark vortex condenses into a thick cloud, like a formless creature, guarding him with a loyal attitude, spreading wildly with his position as the origin, eroding the air. Every trace of light.

Countless lifeless heads drooped down, surrendered to him, bowed to him, forming an extremely strange picture.

The Necromancer has almost completely lost his fighting spirit.

The strength that had previously imprisoned him has disappeared. He staggered back, his skinny figure slumped on the white bone chair, his fingers trembling and curled up, and his long nails scratched and scratched on the surface of the bone, making an unpleasant sound. The sound of friction.

He looked at Ge Xiu in horror:

"You...what are you..."

Ge Xiu was pulled back to reality by his voice from that mysterious state.

"I'm telling you..." He smiled, showing sharp tiger teeth, looking pure and cute: "Actually, I don't know."

There was dead silence in the air, as quiet as a cemetery. The heavy pressure that almost makes one's heart squeeze up makes one breathless.

-No one can foresee such an astonishing turn.

People looked up in disbelief at the unimaginable scene in front of them, their expressions horrified and at a loss.

Ge Xiu raised his eyes and glanced over the crowd in front of him. Everyone involuntarily stiffened at the moment they met his gaze. Instinctive fear urged them to escape, but their feet were rooted and unable to move.

Familiar faces were filled with the same emotions, filled with the same strangeness, guard, fear, and horror.

Ed's brows were frowned, his eyes full of hostility, the long sword blessed by the light spell flashed with a faint and clean white light in the dark, Dreiter's rod was facing him vigilantly, his eyes were complicated and his expression was condensed. Su.

Ge Xiu casually retracted his gaze.

Not surprisingly.

The bone throne has lost the support of the spell at this moment, and fell heavily to the ground along with the necromancer in it. The liches and skeletons kneeling on the ground are unmoving like puppets withdrawing their souls, staring coldly and ruthlessly. Their former master struggled in the mud.

Ge Xiu slowly fell to the ground.

Everyone's body tightened instantly, and they retreated subconsciously.

He took a candy out of his pocket, unhurriedly peeled off the glutinous rice paper wrapped around it, stuffed the candy into his mouth, and squinted his eyes slightly, like a cat being touched by a feather-but no one Dare to regard him as the harmless and lovely victim before, and they stared at the young man before them with fear, as if staring at some unknown and deadly threat.

Ge Xiu raised the corners of his lips carelessly, bowed to them dramatically, and said with some ambiguity:

"thanks for treatment."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away without reluctance.

But before stepping out a few steps, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Wait!"

Ge Xiu paused and turned his face slightly. The lines from the brow bone to the cheek were tortuous and smooth, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his posture was almost demure, as if he was waiting for the other party's words.

Ed gripped the long sword in his hand, the muscles on his shoulders and arms were tight, and he assumed an unquestionable attacking posture. His voice was cold and unkind: "Where are you going."

He knew he couldn't stop the opponent, but he couldn't just let him leave before his eyes either.

You know, according to Ge Xiu's current strength... it is likely to become the biggest threat to the Holy See for so long.

At this moment, the dark clouds gathered in the sky slowly dissipated, revealing the clear night sky little by little.

If Ge Xiu felt something, he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

In the sky where the clouds have dissipated, a perfect moon hangs high.

It is round and bright, like a little wet mark on the curtain.

Ge Xiu's pupils shrank.

Thin scars of red blood crawled out of his neck slowly, and the familiar piercing pain clamored under his skin.

He glanced coldly at the overpowering knight behind him, and he didn't even bother to reply. He lifted his fingers, and the cloud formed by the dark elements wrapped around his body, and disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.

Miles away.

Ge Xiu softened his knees and fell to the ground.

The scarlet lines on the body broke free from the flesh as it was the first time, swaying and gradually rising, the magic circle opened, and a bright and strange red light shone under the cold and white moonlight.

The familiar, dense dark elemental aura spread from the center of the magic circle, infiltrating little by little into the surrounding cold air.

Oh no.

On the opposite side of the mainland, the moon is only full once in hundreds of years.

However, on the front side of the mainland, the full moon will be experienced once a month.

Obviously, I don't know what the magic circle is. It doesn't matter whether the blood moon or the ordinary moon is jumping into the middle of the sky, it will be triggered as long as the moon is full.

However, fortunately, since he came to the front of the mainland, the pain he has experienced every day is much lighter than usual.

Ge Xiu took a deep breath and stood up on his own.

Through the scarlet totem suspended in the air, he could hear the familiar voices coming from it—the greedy roar of creatures in the abyss and the faint sound of creeping feet.

Although Ge Xiu didn't know where the magic circle had opened at this time, it was certain that this channel was two-way.

And those dark creatures have obviously noticed the difference here, and even smelled the fresh breath of life in the air, and are trying to get through the passage to the front of the mainland.

The concentration of dark elements in the air is increasing sharply.

-Fortunately in misfortune.

Ge Xiu took a deep breath slowly, and the scarlet lines of the circle were reflected in the dark eyes, like waves floating on the dark water, strange and bright.

He raised his hand.

With his movements, the darker elements in the sky happily responded and jumped, quickly converging towards him, condensing into a hard and thick wall, blocking the red-glowing magic circle tightly. .

If there are people nearby, you can definitely hear the sound of countless feet hitting and gnawing the barrier from another time in the circle, densely packed, almost chilling behind, all hairy, weird sounds spread in the dark night, Only the moon overhead was coldly looking down at the empty ground.

On the opposite side of the mainland, inside the Mage Tower.

Melville stood up abruptly, turned his head and looked out the window.

The waning moon above his head hangs high, and the magic city below is huge and dark. It is the shelter of countless creatures, and it seems that no change has taken place.

but…

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

What's the difference.

Melville walked hurriedly to the fortune-telling table, where countless dominoes were tossed down, scattered stars and sand.

A few minutes later, Melville watched the results of the divination on the table, and a fanatical flame lit up in the purple pupils.

This is... a student!

He mobilized all the demons in the family, except for defense, and sent them to carry the spell spar to detect the light element to conduct a thorough search on the back of the entire continent.

The fierce wind blowing from the bone wings of the demons swept over the city.

Melville looked up at their distant back, with an expression of ecstasy and excitement that could not be concealed.

at the same time.

On the front of the mainland, in the center of the Sona Empire, a huge white pagoda stands tall. The sacred **** pattern is interwoven to form the holy white crown. The flaming red and bright yellow flags are flying in the night breeze, and the gold and silver threads are embroidered on it. The coat of arms of the Knights Templar composed of sword, silver shield and staff.

A knight in heavy armor hurriedly pushed open the huge hall door.

He took off his helmet and clamped it between his arms. The vicissitudes of life were overcast with clouds. He came to the bishop priest and knelt down on one knee:

"Just now, the concentration of the dark element surged in the northern part of the empire, and recently, the knights under it have detected many unusual traces of necromancer activities... The following may have indeed found a way to break the seal."

The priest's face was old, with a long silver-white beard hanging on his chest, swaying slightly with his movements.

He also had the same solemn expression, as if facing an enemy.

After a long period of contemplation, he commanded: "You take the 20,000 elite knights and go to the place where the concentration of the dark element is soaring to find out, at all costs, to find out the reason for the recent abnormal movements of the Necromancer."

The knight nodded: "Yes!"

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With the passage of time, the strength in Ge Xiu's body is also rapidly passing by.

The wall made of dark elements is gradually thinning. With the force of the opposite side, one piece is raised here and one piece is recessed, and the shape of the sharp and huge mouthparts of the creature on the opposite side can almost be seen.

Ge Xiu gritted his teeth, the cold moonlight over his head shed, making his face pale as paper.

Dense beads of sweat ooze from his forehead, winding down along the lines of the face, and the hot sweat sweeps across the cold face, leaving a distinctive burning touch.

His lip color was white, sharp canine teeth sink into the soft lips, and red blood dripped from the wound, soaking the tips of the teeth and the corners of the lips, like a crushed petal.

At this moment, there was a miserable wailing and neighing on the opposite side of the barrier, which seemed distant and faint due to the barrier of the elemental shield, but it was sharp and piercing, cutting through the night sky like the sound of metal friction.

Then there was a deathly silence.

There is nothing to smash and gnaw the elemental shield anymore.

But Ge Xiu knows that this is not a good thing, and this situation can only show one thing—

A stronger presence is approaching.

Sure enough, there was almost no breathing time for Ge Xiu, a terrifying force came from the other side of the barrier, and that terrifying force directly knocked Ge Xiu back a few steps. Stop.

A hand passed through the barrier, blue veins burst out on the pale skin, and the hard purple-black nails drew a shallow path on the barrier formed by the dark elements.

Mozu!

The internal organs seemed to be under heavy pressure, the warm smell of rust spread from the throat, and the **** smell filled the tongue and mouth in an instant.

Ge Xiu's eyes were still amazingly bright.

It seems that the burning stars continuously release heat and light, as if no matter what the situation is, the light in the depths of his eyes cannot be extinguished, just like humans cannot destroy the sun, and darkness cannot swallow the light.

He made a decisive decision.

The next second, the elemental shield was removed.

The passage connecting the front and back of the mainland was immediately unblocked, and there was no longer any barrier to block it.

What sticks out from behind the circle is no longer a hand, but an arm, shoulder, head, waist and abdomen—

In just a few seconds, the demon behind the barrier had already leaned most of his body out of the magic circle—he stared at the blue-white full moon above his head, his expression intertwined with ecstasy and dazedness, and he could hardly believe it, passing by. After the 30,000-year seal, he could actually see the front of the legendary mainland.

However, before he was relieved from the impact of this scene, a series of complicated singing sounds came from in front of him—

It is a sentence composed of some ancient and powerful words, and every syllable has a burning power.

It was the spell that Dreiter once sang, and it was copied exactly at this moment, spit out from the mouth of a human who has never received any training-without stopping, extremely proficient, as if it had been done a thousand times. It's the same ten thousand times.

The blunt light elements gathered under the power of the spell, and the light ball ignited by the attack spell illuminated the darkness, and instantly slammed on the body of the demon without mercy!

The light elements blessed by the gods on the front of the mainland are like flames and sharp blades, which are extremely terrifying threats to dark creatures.

The Mozu wailed and fell backwards, and the body that had just been leaned out instantly retracted more than half of it, leaving only a pale palm still firmly held on the edge of the formation.

Across the scarlet totem, you can hear the angry howl on the other side.

Ge Xiu curled his lips slowly.

A face that was exquisite and beautiful as a **** child was illuminated by moonlight, and it became more holy and bright.

At this moment, the full moon above his head slowly shifted by one block, just leaving the top of the sky.

The huge scarlet totem instantly stowed away without warning, and dissipated in the night sky.

"Pattern."

A severed hand landed on the ground, the cross-section was smooth and flat, purple-black blood was flowing outwards gurglingly, and the five fingers were stiffly spread out, as if they were still leaning into the distance. ,

Under the moonlight, it became a dead silence, as if all the voices were swallowed up.

The scarlet lines slowly sneaked into the depths of Ge Xiu's skin again.

After opening the magic circle for the first time, I felt the extreme fatigue and emptiness coming like a tide. This time the feeling of weakness became worse, as if every trace of energy in the body was emptied, and even the fingers could not be lifted.

—Every time the magic circle is opened, it consumes like vitality.

Ge Xiu collapsed to the ground.

Every joint and every inch of muscle is clamoring with pain and fatigue, and the ears are buzzing, and only the noise of blood rushing into the blood vessels can be heard.

Breathing seems to be a kind of torment.

On the slender collarbone half covered by the placket, a gold-red coat of arms flashed suddenly, like a mark on the pale skin, before being noticed, it was once again swallowed by darkness.

At this moment, Ge Xiu felt a vibration from the ground under his body.

The vibrations ranged from light to heavy, from far to near, rumbling like thunder. It is as if thousands of troops are marching and galloping through the valley.

He turned his head hard and looked in the direction of the sound.

Through the dense jungle, the reflection of heavy armor and blades can be seen in the dark, like a murderous wave under the moonlight, coming in his direction.

The sight is slack.

All the sceneries around the body are collapsing and disintegrating, transforming into fuzzy and abstract color blocks.

Before every inch of his vision was blackened, Ge Xiu saw a pair of feet appear in his vision.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if he was being picked up by someone. The suspension from the ground and the sense of weightlessness made him dizzy, and he could hardly remember anything.

Ge Xiu's last memory is that the man's movements were gentle and cherished, as if embracing a unique treasure in the world.