From Skeleton Soldiers to King of the Undead

After resting for a while, Phillip planned to go in.

"Do you really want to go in with me?" He looked at the fat mage beside him, "This is the inheritance of the undead system."

Although the Fat Mage claims not to belong to the Church of Light, he is also a Holy Light Mage, which completely conflicts with his attributes here.

"Go in and see if anyone will die."

Dio shrugged and said: "You are so weak, I might be able to help you if I go in, and the food is all there..."

I'm afraid the latter one is the most important reason.

Along the way, they encountered several roadblocks and robberies because of food.

Fortunately, the storage ring was hidden secretly, and the adventurers were wary of breaking the rules of the ruins, so nothing happened in the end.

"Okay, then I'm going to open the door."

Phillip got up from the steps, walked to the huge stone door, and put his hand on it.

"Rumble..." The magic words around the stone door lit up, and then slowly opened inward, revealing a faint blue vortex.

The young man and the fat mage passed through the whirlpool and came to an empty room. The floor, walls and ceiling were all paved with dense yellow stone tiles.

"Who is coming to challenge the trial left by the King of Hell again?"

Opposite the hall is a stone door. Next to the stone door just sat an inconspicuous skeleton.

Now it stood up, with soul fire blazing from its eyes and a humming air vibration coming from its mouth.

The King of Hell is the name of the ancient mage who originally left this inheritance gate. His strength is no longer testable, at least above the level of legend.

"Is that you?" The skeleton's burning eyes stared at Philip and the fat mage, and a cold and powerful coercion emanated from it.

"Hmm!" The young man snorted and couldn't help but take a step back.

After entering, the suppression of his magic power by the ruins disappeared, but he still felt as small as floating in the water in front of this skeleton.

Even Dio, who was much stronger than him, turned pale at this time.

"It's me who wants to challenge the trial." Philip replied.

"A weak Holy Light Mage, and an even weaker Necromancer..."

The skeleton said slowly: "Although you have arrived here, you are too weak, so I will start a few simple tests for you to try.

"Remember, every time the ruins are opened, everyone has only one chance to enter this door of inheritance. If you fail, you must leave immediately..."

It stretched out its finger a little, and the huge stone door and vortex behind Philip and Dio were closed.

Then, the skeleton stopped talking, but a line of illusory text composed of blue magic appeared in the void, writing the requirements of the trial.

——Summons a high-level undead.

Although this is almost the limit for Philip's magic level, it should be the most basic requirement for the trial.

"Ang!" The young man waved his staff, and the bone dragon appeared from the summoning circle and let out a loud roar.

The skeleton touched his chin, nodded and said: "As a young necromancer, your talent is barely qualified... Pass!"

Then it squatted down and thrust its skeletal hand into the ground under the surprised gazes of the two people.

"Hey..." A yellow tile that made up the floor was pried out from the ground and thrown over casually.

Phillip was startled and hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch the brick. It felt very heavy.

The super-level spell of the undead system - Gate of Hell, can open a space passage to hell, summon tens of thousands of undead souls from inside, and attack the enemy.

This is what is engraved on the back of the tile.

Phillip was a little surprised. He didn't expect that such a simple test would reward such a rare super-level spell.

At least in the collection of Holy Dawn Academy, there seems to be no record of this spell.

"What's written?" Dio came over and looked at Ban Brick curiously, "Oh, undead spells..."

Although he was a Holy Light Mage and did not participate in the trial, the skeleton had no intention of stopping him.

It seems that the leakage of this inherited magic is nothing to do.

Philip didn't mind this either. In the Endless Tower of the academy, there are countless super-level spells of various major departments recorded. Students can learn them as long as they want. It is estimated that even the legendary mage will not be able to learn them all.

At this time, another line of illusory text composed of blue magic appeared in the void, writing the requirements of the second trial.

——Summon undead souls of the same realm as yourself.

This is more difficult for higher-level necromancers, but it is easiest for a novice like Philip who only has level 2 magic power.

He released a zombie, Pidge the Pig.

The black and blue pigman exposed his strong upper body and stood beside him like an iron tower, making a "hum" sound from his mouth.

After this elite mercenary from the Eagle Group was killed by the Skeleton Knight, Philip took the opportunity to turn him into his own undead in the hotel.

Because of its commemorative significance, he did not forget to dig it out of the grave and take it away when he left Border Town. He has never been willing to summon it to fight and has kept it until now.

"qualified."

The skeleton sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his chin with one hand, and even sounded a little bored.

It pried up another floor tile and threw it to the boy.

What is recorded above is also a necromancy spell - the puppet death technique.

This is a high-level spell whose value cannot be judged by level. It allows the contracted undead to bear a large part of the curse and mental damage for itself.

If you have an army of undead, you will basically be immune to these two types of attacks and can transfer all damage away.

"This is good, this is good..." Although it had nothing to do with Dior, he was very excited to see it.

"Then, question three..." The skeleton's voice sounded again.

A line of illusory text appears in the void - summoning highly intelligent undead.

With a very simple test, at least some ghost monsters can easily gain wisdom.

"Well……"

Philip opened his mouth, feeling embarrassed.

He hasn't learned magic for a long time, and he doesn't have any contracts with such monsters...

No, maybe he has seen more intelligent undead than ordinary necromancers, but he subconsciously ignored them or did not regard them as summons.

After hesitating for a while, he held the staff tightly and tried to recite the spell:

"Great Lord of Hell, please awaken my loyal servant and let him come to me..."

A circular blue magic circle appeared on the ground, exuding a faint wave of magic power. This was a long-range summoning magic circle.

This is not a spell to summon Roja, but Philip has tried this spell several times when he was at Holy Dawn Academy, but also failed.

“Buzz——!”

The speed of casting spells was different from before. Philip stared at the completed magic circle, and even he himself didn't know what would be summoned.

"Crack."

A snow-white skeleton was thrown out.

Then, the ancient lich in black robes slowly emerged from the magic circle, exuding a powerful aura, just like when he met the boy for the first time...