dark wizard

() A strong man with a long knife on his back and a long scar on his face opened the curtain and walked in from outside the tent, interrupting Lin Qi's thinking, "Lin Qi, you're awake! Hahaha..." The voice

Very rough, but yet kind.

Lin Qi glanced at him and raised his hand to say hello: "You're here, Uncle Ao."

"Little Lynch, how are you? Did you wet your pants for the first time on the battlefield?"

This big man's name is Leo. He is the bloody man that Lynch saw on the battlefield. People in the camp like to call him Uncle Ao. He has been here for two years. Although he is only less than thirty years old,

In the camp, Leo was an old man.

Recalling that extremely ordinary battlefield, Lynch smiled disdainfully. The dead men under his command could pile up a castle if put together.

"You're really lucky, kid. You managed to survive."

Leo stroked the hideous scar on his left face and said to himself: "Only three of these newcomers are alive. You are one of them, which is not bad!"

There were a total of nineteen people who were escorted to the death row camp with Lynch. Sixteen of them were death row inmates, one was a refugee, and two were abandoned sons of big families like Lynch. Three of the nineteen people survived.

, the survival rate of newcomers sent under pressure is too low on the battlefield.

After such a calculation, it's no wonder Leo was feeling emotional.

But Lin Qi just smiled at Leo and immediately started thinking about his own affairs.

He didn't care what it was like before and how dangerous it was. It was just the old Lynch, not now. After waking up, Lin Qi found that his mental power had greatly increased. This may be due to the fusion of two souls.

His divine power even exceeds that of his previous life. On a spiritual level, he feels like he can do whatever he wants.

He seems to have everything under control.

He can clearly sense even the situation outside the camp.

This is incomparable with his previous life, but it is already remarkable. You must know that his current body has very little spiritual power, and even if he wants to cast a small spell, it is not enough.

But this is not enough.

If you want to release spiritual magic, you also need spiritual power. Spiritual power is the source of support for all magic. Moreover, this body is extremely weak. Even if he has enough spiritual power, he doubts that he can release a large dark magic.

If you don't follow the law, you will be corroded and overwhelmed by the swarming dark power in an instant.

He doesn't have the strength to protect himself now.

This is what Lynch cannot accept. From a strong man who shocked the continent, he suddenly turned into an ordinary person with no power. Even if he lives again, he will still be very uncomfortable. And now the pressure of death is constantly intruding.

, if he wants to continue to survive, he must quickly improve his physical and spiritual power.

Only by persisting in living can we take revenge, whether it is hatred from the past life or this life.

At this time, Lin Qi suddenly remembered something, and he showed doubts and confusion.

Seeing that Lin Qi didn't speak for a long time and his expression was very blank, Leo thought he was scared. He had been in the death row camp for more than two years. Leo had seen that kind of expression many times. This little guy in front of him was really scared.

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He could only shake his head and lamented, "Don't be too afraid. Now that we are here, we can live one more day!"

He patted Lin Qi on the shoulder symbolically, comforted him and walked away.

Unless there is a miracle, it is impossible to leave the death row camp.

Newcomers who come here are afraid that those who go to the battlefield are usually the first to die. It is difficult for these cowardly unlucky ghosts to survive for a long time, and Leo only came to see it because he was in the same team as Lynch.

.........

As a priest of the Dark Temple in his previous life, Lynch was most proficient in dark spells and related research.

Just now, he suddenly thought of a strange thing: before passing out, he felt an extreme desire for blood, killing and other negative emotions in his body.

These desires can never be brought about by soul fusion!

He is confident that he has understood the nature of various rules and the sources of various negative reactions of the human body.

Lynch could think of only two sources of ways to produce such extreme emotions, one was a psychedelic spell, and the other was a curse.

In the current mainland cultivation system, all kinds of weird spells emerge in endlessly, but they are generally classified into four categories: physical skills (combat skills), spells, witchcraft and rare spiritual skills.

Psychedelic spells can generally be attributed to the category of spiritual arts, which used to be the specialty of dark wizards.

There are countless psychedelic spells recorded in the Dark Temple, and Lynch has also done research in this area. These psychedelic spells are generally considered to be spiritual spells that penetrate the soul.

But if you want to use spiritual spells, there must be a prerequisite: the caster has stronger spiritual power than the recipient.

If you want to cast a psychedelic spell on Lynch, it was still possible before he took over this body. But now, the only person who can do this is the old man Pope Hiddink.

Obviously, this is impossible.

Not to mention whether such a strong man still exists on the mainland, even if he did exist, they would not go to this deserted place to confuse him with spiritual magic.

It doesn't make sense at all.

There is only one reason left: this body is born with an unknown curse.

In his memory, Lynch knew that he seemed to be unable to cast any type of elemental spells, and almost everyone in the Sterling family was a natural magic genius.

This doesn't make sense at all.

Even though his mother is just an ordinary maid in the family, her qualifications are not even comparable to those of ordinary people.

Lin Qi used the spiritual power in his body and tried to fire a fireball.

Just like in his memory, the small amount of spiritual energy condensed on his fingertips did not spark a spark at all. With powerful spiritual power, he captured those naturally existing elements in the world as if they were born with an extremely strong repulsion towards his body.

xing, even the one meter area around him is about to become a 'forbidden zone'.

Wherever he goes, those elements naturally move away.

Then he gathered his spiritual power and tried to cast a 'confusion spell', which was an instant low-level dark spell that concentrated dark elements to interrupt the opponent's spellcasting.

He still failed.

Lin Qi felt flustered. He was best at dark elemental spells, but with this body now, he couldn't use any spells. He suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Witch constitution?"

Lynch suddenly thought that he was qualified for witchcraft, but there were very few records of witchcraft in the Sterling family. Even if there were, it was the family's secret spell, and he was not qualified to have access to it.

He also doesn't know what his witchcraft qualifications are.

Witchcraft is different from magic. It should be said that there is an essential difference between the two.

Most of the spells can be classified as "element system", and the essence of their release is to use spiritual power to attract the elements of nature to arrange them into a fixed array. If there are no elements in nature, elemental spells will naturally be impossible to talk about.

This is the principle of spells, and the same is true for dark spells.

But witchcraft is different.

From the perspective of release, the power of witchcraft comes from blood, nature, and matter, and has nothing to do with various elements in the world.

But since the elements are easier to control than these, pure wizards are very rare.

As the high priest of the Dark Temple, Lynch has also studied witchcraft. He once read the 'Dark Sacred Scripture', and many weird witchcraft were remembered in his mind. However, he did not have the qualifications in this area in his previous life.

Witchcraft is not powerful enough and consumes more spiritual energy.

Naturally, the gain outweighs the loss.

With a glimmer of hope, Lin Qi bit his index finger and dripped two drops of blood on the ground. He gathered the last remaining spiritual energy in his body and drew several marks on the ground around the two drops of blood. After a few strokes, the marks flashed out.

The ghostly light shines with clear spiritual power fluctuations.

A simple ‘soul gathering array’.

This is the lowest level of magic circle. The magic circle consumes spiritual power to activate, can resonate with the aura of nature, and uses blood as a guide to attract the recently deceased souls nearby.

The smell of blood can stimulate the soul's desire for survival, causing them to plunge into the blood, and then be wrapped in the magic circle, mixed with the blood, and condensed into a black thread-like substance.

This substance is called blood soul.

As the name suggests, it is actually eating the soul of blood.

Lin Qi's spiritual power was not much to begin with. After activating the magic circle, his body was already extremely weak. However, when he saw the blood soul that had just condensed, a smile appeared on his lips, and he lay down weakly on the bed and fell asleep.

.........

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Two days after arriving at the camp, he encountered a battle just after he arrived. Lin Qi went straight to the battlefield. Fortunately, he did not die in the battle. Then his soul traveled through time, digested what happened to him, and performed a series of spells.

Even with Lynch's mental strength, he couldn't survive the experiment.

He has not yet regained the strength of his previous life, and his body's hunger forced him to wake up early.

He woke up from hunger.

Lynch was very worried and didn't know if there would be anything to eat. The meals in the death row camp were all in limited supply. Because the spiritual masters in charge were afraid of people in the camp causing trouble, everyone's food was limited, and those who came early could only eat once.

Well, I went there late so there must be nothing.

By this time, dinner was almost over.

Thinking of this, Lin Qi could only smile bitterly. How powerful he was in his previous life. He could release large-scale advanced spells with one hand and release the forbidden spell 'Lament of the Abyss', which directly annihilated half of the Knights of Light and disappeared without a trace.

And now I have to worry about being hungry...

If the priests of the Dark Temple knew this news, they would really laugh out loud. Fortunately... It has been three thousand years now, and those who knew him probably would not be able to survive.

After all, even if you become a lich after death, your soul will disappear over time.

He was the only one who was immortal... Thinking of these things, Lin Qi secretly felt happy again. He was still alive after three thousand years. This was really something to be happy about.

But my stomach was still growling with hunger.

Lin Qi could only go out to see the situation, but there was no one outside the camp. He shook his head silently and smiled bitterly, he might be hungry today.