First Law

"Karen Kurosawa, male, blond hair, white skin, four pupils, on March 8, 2999 in the sacred calendar, created a major riot at the Glory Academy in Blue Mountain City, stole the corpses of 13 great magicians, and passed through the Holy Storm Empire It was found out that he was classified as a heretic. This person has serious sabotage, rebellion, corpse stealing, and destruction tendencies. Now, in the name of the Holy Storm Kingdom, a wanted order is issued. Anyone who provides information will be rewarded with a reward of 500 pence. Those who are directly captured 3000p."

"Boss, it's still the old wanted warrant. It's nothing to look at." Barker the Lizard smiled lowly at the boy in the carriage. He likes to do some special things with his master, such as this major corpse theft case.

No way, they need new members, a powerful necromancer always needs fresh blood.

In this highly competitive world, no one cares whether your studies are good or bad, whether your magic is high or low, and whether your occupation is superior or inferior.

The only thing that is recognized is achievement. If you can achieve remarkable results, you will get a 'title' and become a person who affects the world.

Magic, totem, alchemy, devil secrets, sea clan chant, war song, magic gold, territory, kingdom, no matter which field, as long as you have achieved something, you will be respected.

The necromancer can only rely on corpses to be powerful. The more corpses, the stronger the ability, so some people will be afraid.

"Is there any news from the Evil Moon Church?"

The boy on the carriage rolled his eyelids, revealing two pearl-like black pupils. There seemed to be two smaller black spots in the pupils. Subconsciously, he seemed to have four pupils.

With blond hair, black eyes, and a pale face like a vampire, he looks like an aristocrat.

Karen didn't fixate on her wanted warrant, but looked at the headlines.

"Sir Caton was awarded the title of 'Gold Digger' by the Holy Storm Empire for excavating the tomb of the ancient ghoul."

Compared with the headlines, his wanted notice only occupies a place the size of a fingernail in the lower left corner of the "Storm Daily".

title!

The ability that countless creatures dream of, the proof of the strong.

"No."

Hearing the inquiry, Old Buck hurriedly replied that the Evil Moon Church is a loose organization that facilitates the communication of necromancers. This time, it was able to achieve such a great success because of the evil moon church's grand plan to counterattack Blue Mountain City.

Looking at the black canvas on the carriage, Buck couldn't help feeling elated. Under the swarthy canvas was the biggest harvest this time.

13 archmage corpses.

"How far is it from Gold Shining Town?"

"Half an hour." The Lich replied respectfully.

"Notify Churchill, see me in an hour, he promised to give me a small town." Karen touched the three arcane wands behind him. The uneven lines are accompanied by mithril carvings. They are absolutely top-grade goods. I can't help but think of the deal with that Forbes (Fox) three days ago.

He provided Karen with a location with the corpse of the great magician, but he needed to bring back 3 arcane staffs. After the task was completed, he could directly get a small town.

A small town!

Although the staff is precious, it is definitely worth earning a small town if it is possible.

However, when he stepped into the Golden Town, his good mood immediately washed away.

There is a lot of smoke and miasma. At a glance, there is nothing but thatched cottages. A loess road divides the whole town into two. The blazing sun shines down, and it is completely desolate. "Two words, he really thought he was in the wrong place.

This is not a small town at all, it is simply a grass shed area.

He was fooled, tricked by a cunning Forbes.

"Kill that Forbes for me." Karen gave an order to the only follower, the old Lich.

"Boss, you are a sensible person. Churchill has helped us a lot, and you are reluctant to kill him." Buck the Lich didn't take Karen's words seriously.

For an old Lich who had followed his master for three years, he knew the young man's temperament very well.

Bold, cautious, calm at critical moments, and respect capable people.

The reason why he joined the Evil Moon Church is simply because the leader of the Evil Moon Church ranks 956th on the ladder list of "World Bulletin". His master worships the strong, and at the same time dreams of becoming a strong one

Buck thought about the collective invasion of Blue Mountain City by the Evil Moon Church. With the information completely leaked, the master swaggered and led seven pretty girls into the Glory Academy.

His identity is an exchange student of Aolong Kingdom.

No one suspected it, and they were not even surrounded at all. They grabbed the precious holy tomb of the college openly and left Blue Mountain City under the escort of the dean.

In particular, his vision is more unique, he can clearly judge who is beneficial to him, as long as he approves of people, he has always only respected.

Hearing the Lich's flattery, Karen himself couldn't help but smile. He really wouldn't. Although Forbes is cunning, he is very flexible in business in the wasteland.

Besides, it's a small town.

He understands a truth, there are many smart people in the world.

Now he can only see what this small town can produce, hoping for a little surprise.

Soon he took an inventory of the whole town, 30 kobolds, 17 thatched huts, 1 well and 1 abandoned cowshed, of course the loess road must be added.

Those skinny dog-headed creatures seemed to have only a layer of skin left.

With a hunched body, there was a dry smell, and the pill-like black nose twitched back and forth, making people feel sick and want to vomit.

"Who's the boss?" Karen didn't want to get out of the carriage at all. He was already planning to expel these useless things.

"I, Bunker, the acting mayor of Gold Shining Town." A slightly taller kobold came up and said.

"Do you know Churchill?" Karen took a step back, his nose was allergic to the smell of the other party's body.

"I know." The kobold Cancan smiled, and asked respectfully, "You are here to take over the town of Gold, right?"

"You know?" Karen was a little stunned. The kobolds looked calm, as if they knew he was coming.

"Oh, Churchill found us four mayors before, and you are the fifth." The kobold replied with a smile.

Karen felt disgusted as if she had eaten dog shit, and cursed secretly, "Damn, cunning fox." Now even a pig (pig) brain can figure out what Churchill's business is.

Use a small town to trap yourself in, and you can get three arcane staffs for no reason, and it is estimated that you will get a fortune from this group of kobolds.

"Treacherous businessman!" Karen cursed again, and glanced at the kobold, "Your name is Bunker, right? You guessed it, Churchill handed over the town of Gold to me."

Old Bunker's reaction was very flat, "Yes, mayor, we will listen to you in everything from now on." He didn't finish, at least during this time in Gold Flash Town, because no one knows how much this mayor can do long.

Karen didn't want to pay attention to these kobolds. His most important task now was to deal with the 13 corpses. He had been itching for half a month, and he was bound to form his own army of Lich.

Pointing directly to the largest thatched hut, he said, "It will be my barracks from now on. I have three rules, one hundred percent obey orders, two don't call me the leader, let alone salute me, I don't want to be directly slaughtered by some bandit on the wasteland." Now, you can call me boss, take care of your kobolds' legs, eyes and mouth, don't enter this room, don't peek, don't talk nonsense, understand?"

"Understood." Old Bunker replied absent-mindedly.

"You can leave." Karen felt that if he continued to speak, he would almost smell like a kobold. He never liked creatures with no skills.

"That, mayor." Bunker hesitated.

"Any thing else?"

"Churchill promised us that the new mayor will provide us with some water and food. We haven't had fresh water for three days." Although he was pleading, he couldn't hear the tone of pleading.

Karen took out a backpack and threw it on the ground, "Here are some water and dry food."

call!

bang bang!

Before Karen could react, those kobolds who had died instantly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and tore the backpack to pieces in a few strokes. In the blink of an eye, a bag full of food and water had been scraped away.

Karen was taken aback.

He has to look at these kobolds with admiration, at least their ability to search for loot is first-rate.

Old Bunker pocketed a small bag of rum and smiled at Karen again.

"No more!" Karen yelled without waiting for the other party to speak, "Take everyone and leave, remember the three points I just said." As he spoke, he drove the carriage straight into the largest thatched cottage.

He didn't let out a breath until he entered the room. Those kobolds' hungry eyes were like a drunk seeing a pretty girl, as if they wanted to eat themselves.

The thatched hut is very large, but very empty, to be exact, there is nothing.

Lich Buck stopped the carriage and asked, "Boss, let's unload."

Karen nodded, untied the ropes tied to the carriage, and removed the black canvas. On the top floor was a row of suitcases, with more than a dozen machine parts in the middle, and a neat row of corpses at the bottom.

It is far worse to say that it is a corpse than it is a large bone that is almost rotten.

Buck the corpse was in charge of assembling the machine, and Karen handled the suitcases and corpses. After an hour, 13 corpses were placed on the ground in a line, and on the other side was a two-person tall robot.

"Buck, pay attention to the fluctuation of magic power when I summon it later. These are the corpses of the archmage, and they are most likely to give birth to the Lich."

After Karen warned, she focused her attention on the corpse.

He wants to transform these dead bodies into undead, which is his practice and the foundation of his becoming stronger.

The first target was the shortest and the most rotten. Karen lowered his body, touched his head, and let the magic power slowly flow into the bones along his fingertips. He was very careful, like a Woman embroidering.

crunch!

When his fingers left the corpse, the bones moved, and he stood up staggeringly. Karen watched eagerly, but didn't make any further moves.

"Ordinary skeleton." Buck said concisely.

Karen was a little disappointed. It was really not worthwhile to summon only one ordinary skeleton with the skeleton of an archmage. If all thirteen were ordinary skeletons, his breaking into Blue Mountain College this time would be the most cost-effective deal.

At least five Liches must be summoned.

Karen prayed silently in his heart, but soon he understood how difficult it was to be born a Lich, and the second bone that stood up did not move.

"Ordinary skeleton."

"Normal skeleton."

"Ordinary skeleton."

Every time Buck's voice beat, Karen's heart seemed to be hammered hard.

"Shit!" Karen kicked the newly formed skeleton, and he only gritted his teeth in pain.

5 normal skeletons in a row, this is simply playing him.

"God of Light, Holy Mother, Holy Son, bless me to summon a special skeleton." Karen took out a cross, prayed carefully, and then began to summon.

It was still a bone, standing stiffly, but this time it was not motionless, its head was twisting, making a creaking sound when it rubbed against the neck, first turned to the left to look at Buck, then turned to the zip code to look at it. Karen, after twisting left and right five times in this way, it stopped.

"It's done!" Karen jumped up happily, and would automatically turn his head without Karen's order, which is a manifestation of thinking.

He finally summoned a mutant skeleton.

This is his ability. In summoning skeletons, there is always a chance to summon some special skeletons. Old Buck is the work of his luck. "Immediately send it to the robot to read the message." Pointing to the newly assembled iron lump, he shouted, This is the next most critical step.

After the skeleton is successfully summoned, the memory is often retained the most, and then it will start to be lost.

Only when the robot reads the memory, stores it, and performs a second injection can it be regarded as the formation of a mutated skeleton.

The memory reading and input went smoothly, and I was stunned when I saw the data appearing on the robot's screen.

Name: Li Wen

Form: Skeleton

Identity: Traveler

Rate Territory: Earth

Occupation: PhD in Chemical Engineering

Skills: None

Karen scratched her scalp, "What is the attribute of this time travel?"