After all, Ouyang Qianjin ignored him right from the moment he came in, which ruined his idea of ​​pretending to be the kind of ‘peerless master’ that only appears in heroic stories.

Or maybe it was too boring, and finally someone chatted with him.

“You said both are indispensable, so what if there is only knowledge but no magic?”

“What else can it be, isn’t this just a scholar of magic theory?”

“Well… okay, let me put it another way, if there is only magic but no knowledge…”

“A monster can only become a monster devoured by magic. After all, the body is forcibly evolved to improve its physical strength. If the strength of the soul cannot keep up, then it will naturally be devoured by its own magic.”

Hillman shrugged.

“In fact, I have seen many such people, such as the monster that becomes irrational and can only kill people after the magic goes out of control.”

I understand.

This is talking about those who cannot control their ‘primordial power’.

If you had said this earlier, wouldn’t I have understood it?

You have to be so pedantic.

"Okay, I've finished asking. How do I get out of here?"

Qianjin Ouyang, who had roughly understood something, asked.

"Are you leaving now? Why don't you sit for a while? There's only one stool."

Seeing that Qianjin Ouyang was about to leave, Hillman, who didn't know how long he had been trapped here, asked reluctantly.

"Isn't this nonsense? What are you doing here? Staring blankly? I'm very busy now. There are still 90 days before the new world comes."

Qianjin Ouyang rolled her eyes at him.

How could she have time to take care of this now?

After hearing the word 'come', Hilton trembled all over.

"Come? Tell me what's going on outside now."

"Come, come means..."

Qianjin Ouyang quickly and briefly told the story.

Then Hilton touched his bald chin.

"So that's how it is. I seem to have some memory about this advent in my memory, but I can't remember it. It should be in other soul fragments."

After listening to Ouyang Qianjin's words, Hillman pondered for a while.

It turned out that the memory was there, but he didn't know where it flew away.

So he gave up.

However, he gave up, but Ouyang Qianjin became interested.

Advent.

Although he had a lot of guesses before, and other people also collected a lot of information.

But guesses are just guesses after all.

If there is such an "old antique", maybe he can help me sort out a lot of valuable information.

Although my memory is not good now.

But with my current "influence" in the world, it should be no problem for him to find those lost souls.

So Ouyang Qianjin gave Hillman a "skeleton collection order" without saying a word.

"Alas!"

Hillman just reacted and didn't have time to speak.

Ouyang Qianjin sucked him into his own 'Dead Space'.

"Well, if he can fit in, it means he is safe."

Looking at the empty room, Ouyang Qianjin nodded with satisfaction.

Then he released Hillman.

"You... this..."

Looking at Ouyang Qianjin, Hillman could no longer organize any effective words.

Having been a necromancer for a lifetime, he was the only one who took others into the Undead Space. As a result, today, he became a skeleton and was taken in by others.

Well, skeletons should be treated like skeletons.

But I was careless. I didn't expect that this little girl even had a skill like 'Skeleton Recruitment Order'.

So when she introduced herself before, she seemed to have said that she was a skeleton lord?

Oh my god, because I haven't seen him for a long time and haven't chatted, I forgot about it in the excitement.

"Hey... you girl, at least say something?"

I was the destroyer of the Blood Plains, but now I have fallen into the hands of another necromancer.

No matter how I think about it, it is a very illogical thing.

But then again.

In this way, can't I leave this damn room?

That's right.

Hillman's memory loss is so severe that he doesn't even know why he is here.

But even if he doesn't remember why he trapped himself here in the first place.

But if he can get out, it would be the best.

After all, who doesn't like the colorful world?

The necromancer is not an ascetic monk with strict discipline.

No, it's better to say that the necromancer is sometimes even greedier than other magicians.

"Get out first?"

Since the other party can't organize any words, thenOuyang Qianjin spoke first.

"... Well, let's go out first."

Hillman sighed and thought directly.

Ouyang Qianjin appeared in the place where she disappeared before in the city that never sleeps.

"Eh! This is... I don't feel safe!"

Because she put away the castle before leaving, Ouyang Qianjin now appeared in the air.

There was nothing below... just right.

"Hillman! You idiot!"

Ouyang Qianjin, who was falling rapidly while holding the wheelchair handrail tightly with both hands, couldn't help cursing in the air.

Then she felt her body lighten.

The whole person slowly floated in the air and landed slowly.

"As a necromancer, how can you not even do a trick like slow fall?"

Just when Ouyang Qianjin was still a little confused.

The skeleton that could break her defense appeared beside her.

Like her, they were falling slowly.

Slow fall?

I know nothing!

Really, should we catch this Versailles Skeleton and beat him up after we get down there?

Ouyang Qianjin was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Confirmed.

I hate two kinds of people.

One kind is the one who pretends to be cool.

The other kind is the one who pretends to be cool in front of me.

Unfortunately, this guy who should know a lot of secrets is exactly the kind of person I hate.

"The City That Never Sleeps! Your queen is back!"

It was the first time that Ouyang Qianjin landed in the air like this, and she couldn't help but shout out proudly when she looked at the City That Never Sleeps that she built.

"Well, it's really a good city. I can understand your feelings. I did something similar when I was in the Magic City."

Looking at Ouyang Qianjin, and then at the brightly lit city below, which was constantly emitting [Dark Sky] with some device, Hillman nodded.

After boasting about this city, he recalled the past.

"Shut up..."

Ouyang Qianjin's face was neither sad nor happy.

To be honest, I was in a very good mood just now, and I had a lot of ambitions in my heart.

But why did my mood suddenly turn sour after Hillman opened his mouth?

Yes, why?

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