Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

Doyle's hands were bruised and swollen, and his fingers were half thicker than usual. His elbows were shaking like he was suffering from Parkinson's disease, and blood was dripping along with bone fragments along his fingertips.

He beat Cohen to pieces, then gradually came to his senses and began to adjust his breathing. He seemed to be unable to feel the pain in his hands, and could ignore the pain and fatigue emanating from everywhere in his body. With his peripheral vision, he saw Zhuang Xuteng, who was standing by and watching the whole process, and said: "He can only die once, this life; but my family members are all dead, how many lives is that?"

"Even if he dies a hundred times, he can't exchange for any of your family's lives. The two are not on the same level at all." Zhuang Xuteng took out a bottle of disinfectant alcohol and a pack of sterile cotton that he had prepared long ago, and stuffed it into them. He also said: "Get yourself together and calm down. By the way: I won't go after this bastard's family, so don't waste your breath."

"I admit that I had that thought, but I also know very well that if I asked like that, I would become the same bastard as this piece of meat." Doyle wanted to pick up the alcohol bottle, but it was covered with blood My fingers kept slipping, and the unstoppable trembling made it difficult to hold the glass bottle. He frowned and said to Zhuang Xuteng: "Before I go back, I need to take care of this to avoid being questioned by them and leaking the secret."

"Let me take care of it for you. You are really interesting. You are still thinking about the implant care shop." Zhuang Xuteng shook his head and unscrewed the alcohol bottle stopper. When he saw Doyle stretch out his hands directly, he knew that this strong man no longer cared about the pain.

"Just rinse it, don't rub it, the skin will fall off." Zhuang Xuteng poured the alcohol. Doyle's hands were shaking, and he might have lost consciousness a long time ago, and he couldn't see the effect of alcohol on the wound. "I also have treatment spray and ointment for you to use. If you rub the skin off, the treatment will become very troublesome."

"Nike, I have revenge." Doyle squeezed the tears from his eyes and took a deep breath and said.

"I know." Zhuang Xuteng had always been worried that Doyle would lose the motivation to live after taking revenge, so he said: "I know your losses can never be made up for, but you have gained a little inner peace, so from now on, every day you live One day is what those who love you want to see. You will earn money if you continue to live, and if you can cause more trouble to the gang, then it will be a big profit. Doyle, from now on, the gang will make money day and night I hope you die."

"They don't know I killed this bastard. Unless you want me to take on all the trouble - which I have no problem with doing."

"No! You don't need to do that, and neither do I. Let the gang never guess or find it, and live in fear day and night. Zhuang Xuteng took out the coagulation ointment and wiped it on Doyle, and then found Come out with bandages. Unfortunately, dormant martial arts and vengeful tentacles can only transfer other people's resentment, but cannot do anything about physical damage.

"Naike, you are a man of your word, and... thank you for always being with me." Doyle clenched his fists again, patted his chest, and said, "I will always remember this favor from you."

"Okay, remember, it's okay, just don't talk about it all the time. We have to keep this matter a secret, but we can't show it off." Zhuang Xuteng is not here to accompany Daoer because he is worried about him, but to observe and collect information His resentment. This old boxer, old father, and grandfather burst out with strong anger, resentment, and murderous intent in front of his enemies, which lasted for a long time and seemed like an endless stream. Zhuang Xuteng used magic to observe, and felt that Doyle's resentment was so strong that it was about to spontaneously condense and form a ghost.

"I'll leave it to you to clean up here. There is thermite in the box over there. I believe you know how to use it." Zhuang Xuteng put away Doyle's resentment. There was still work to do, so he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

This time the operation against Keen Nightsang was quite successful. Doyle killed his enemy, Zhuang Xuteng obtained the spirit of resentment, and Nightingale and Rock Bird were not empty-handed either. Zhuang Xuteng took the opportunity to bring out the wealth around Cohen, about four to five million time coins, and gave them all to Nightingale and Yanque.

He didn't keep a penny. On the one hand, he had already gained enough, including Doyle's favor and the spirit of resentment, which were things that no amount of money could exchange. On the other hand, he did not inform the two sisters about Doyle's revenge before the action. After the action, he would definitely explain the situation and apologize. A good attitude towards admitting mistakes requires not only words but also actions, and the best action is to give money.

Seeing that Zhuang Xuteng's attitude and actions were very good, the two sisters just grunted a few times and dismissed the matter as a matter of course. The two of them continued to search and research the next gang target, while Zhuang Xuteng had a few days to deal with his ghost.

After collecting Doyle's spirit of resentment into the magic circle, Zhuang Xuteng found that the resentment in his body was ready to move. The servants who originally needed to use spells to summon now seemed to have their own ideas, expressing the emotion of "taking the initiative to appear and provide services to Zhuang Xuteng."

According to the teachings of the Lich Master, you cannot let it go at this time. You must use strong means and a firm attitude to control it. Otherwise, it will only create wandering ghosts and cannot be used at all. If the energy contained in the ghost is very large, if it is not controlled well, it may hurt the necromancer, or even directly kill the necromancer. It is not unheard of.

This is not the first time Zhuang Xuteng has tried to create a ghost, but it is indeed the first time that a ghost is so impatient to come out. So he was extra careful. He was extremely cautious in the operation of spells, taking every step very solidly and not daring to leave any flaws. In doing so, of course, a lot of "spirituality" and "resentment" would be lost. Fortunately, Doyle provided enough and Zhuang Xuteng accumulated a lot, and he finally managed to survive.

The resentful spirit calmed down, its attitude became submissive and gentle, and it had reached the standard of complete tameness. Zhuang Xuteng chanted a spell to release it. Every necromancer's ghost is different, but every necromancer can retain a template ghost. Increasing the supply of resentment will only increase the number of ghosts, but not the strength - this is different from the ghost servants and shadows.

Zhuang Xuteng's ghost appeared. It was gray-white, the same color as the bone spear technique. The ghost is always a translucent "object" with only the upper body. Most of them are humanoid, but there are also half-spider or half-dragon, depending on who the resentful spirit comes from. The ghost in front of Zhuang Xuteng had a human shape. From the body shape, he could not tell whether he was male or female. He could only see that it was wearing some kind of tattered uniform, which mixed the characteristics of the PCPD police uniform and the Constitutional Army combat uniform. There was a bandage wrapped around its head. The bandage was torn and many strands were hanging down, as if a large amount of hair were blocking its face.

"Raise your head." Zhuang Xuteng gave the order, and then he regretted it a little. The ghost raised its head. Its face was completely covered by bandages. It had no facial features and was basically an ellipsoid. But if you look closely, the facial bandage keeps rising and falling, as if there are insects crawling underneath.

It looked so scary that Zhuang Xuteng was so frightened by the guy he created that his heart skipped a beat. He always felt that this image seemed familiar, but after searching through his memory, he was very sure that he had never seen it before. This in itself is strange, as he has an uncanny memory for images and images. Either you forget it deliberately and feel nothing. If it feels familiar, you must be able to remember it.

"What can you do?" Zhuang Xuteng ordered the ghost, and it immediately began to fly around Zhuang Xuteng. It is slow at first, but it can continue to accelerate until it is about twice the maximum hand speed of an ordinary person. At this point, it begins to "flash", that is, disappear from one location and appear from another location at the same time.

"That's right! It's not an entity, so flying is unreasonable. It should just appear wherever the resentment goes." Zhuang Xuteng asked him to perform other abilities again, but the ghost didn't move, and "watched" with a bandaged face. he.

"Huh? That's it?" Zhuang Xuteng poked the ghost with his finger, but of course he couldn't touch it at all. The ghost still didn't respond, just hovering in mid-air, letting Zhuang Xuteng do whatever he wanted.

Zhuang Xuteng was a little disappointed, so he let the ghosts disperse, then began to meditate, and went to the Lich Master to "return the goods". The Necromancer can only keep one kind of ghost at a time. If he is not satisfied with the ghost, he can completely deconstruct it and then create the next one.

"Master Lich, my ghost can't do anything!" Zhuang Xuteng sighed, but this sentiment would never win the sympathy of Master Lich. "It can't do anything except fly around and flash. Please teach me how to dissolve the ghost."

"If it can flash, it is already a qualified ghost. There is no need to disband, and your next ghost may not be better." The Lich Master said: "What does your ghost look like?"

"Shameless. Didn't you say that faceless ghosts are the worst?"

"Shameless? In the shape of a broken skeleton? The ghost with the appearance of a broken skeleton can only crawl on the ground, let alone flash, and cannot fly." Based on his own knowledge, Master Lich felt that Zhuang Xuteng's words were inconsistent. "Summon the ghost and let me see it."

"Can you summon it here?" Zhuang Xuteng was stunned for a moment. He has never done this before, nor has he thought about it in this direction, but if he really thinks about it, the Lich Master can use mana and demonstrate spells here, and of course he can do the same.

After casting the spell, the clouds and mist that had been lingering on the ground quickly rose and condensed, and then turned into Zhuang Xuteng's bandaged ghost. As soon as the ghost appeared, it flashed in front of Zhuang Xuteng, flipped its back and chest, and faced the Lich Master, assuming the posture of a loyal householder. Hey, this is a good attitude. Zhuang Xuteng suddenly felt that his bandage-faced ghost was not without its merits.

The Lich Master studied the bandaged ghost carefully, then slowly shook his head. I thought it was disappointed, but I didn't expect it was just going to laugh at Zhuang Xuteng: "Having no face and having the face covered are two different things! You idiot! If you don't understand enough, you have to read more and practice boxing all day long. How can you be a dead spirit when your head is full of muscles? Mage? This is a faceless demon, a kind of banshee with very focused functions."

Zhuang Xuteng immediately raised three fingers and said: "First, you admit that this is a faceless ghost; second, function and concentration do not match. Even if I read less, I know this; third, what do you think? Is it a banshee? After turning into a lich, can you tell the gender of a skeleton or ghost at a glance?"

Master Lich snorted and said: "Your jokes are very unique, but they don't make me laugh. The Faceless Demon is just its name, as if you are a scarecrow, but your vital parts are not as thin as straw!"

"That's right." Zhuang Xuteng nodded. This matter must be acknowledged immediately without any hesitation.

"Function focus means that it has only one function and achieves it to the extreme, that is killing. When you let it demonstrate its ability, you are the only one nearby, right? It will not hurt you, so it cannot demonstrate its ability. It is not impossible. Ability. In addition, banshees are a collective name for a type of ghosts. They all have a group-killing effect, and most of them appear to be female or female-like in appearance."

"By the way, why do most of them look like women?"

"Because most necromancers are male, even if some necromancers are female, they also feel that hysterical women prefer to use howling to kill enemies - men tend to choose to do it without force. "Master Lich pointed at the faceless demon and said, "You see this guy is protecting you, which shows that your characters are similar."

"After all, he is my ghost! Of course he protects the master!"

"Aren't you ready to change?" Master Lich folded his hands on his chest: "Your ideas are changing very quickly..."

"That's not the case. I want to know whether a ghost like it is powerful and whether there is any future for cultivation. If the ability is not good enough, you still have to change it."

"This ghost is very useful. If you order it to attack, it will carry the resentment you give it, flash into the enemy's body, and start destroying it from the inside. When the target dies, it will absorb and gather the negative energy of the dead person, and then burst out , let out a banshee howl. At this time, you will see its appearance. It is different every time, and every time it will have some characteristics of the killed target."

Zhuang Xuteng blinked and imagined the scene described by Master Lich in his mind, and suddenly felt very handsome. However, he immediately thought of another question: "You mean, it will consume all the resentment of the dead and create a howl?"

"Yes. That howl is a vibration wave created by negative energy—or resentment or shadow side effects. Each banshee has a different frequency. The vibration wave may be very sharp, or it may be very low, or it may be human ears. Inaudible, this requires actual testing and cannot be determined in advance. What is certain is: howling is fatal to living creatures, whether you can survive it all depends on your physical fitness."

Zhuang Xuteng frowned and said, "If it consumes all the resentment, I won't be able to continue to transfer the resentment to weaken the enemy."

"Oh, you're worried about this... There's no way, there's really no way. You can't have both, unless..." Master Lich pointed at Zhuang Xuteng and said, "Unless you continue to study necromancy and strengthen your resentment." At the same time as the spiritual system, practice curse spells! That way you can use spells to curse and use the faceless demon to attack at the same time!"

"Oh, that's it, haha..." Zhuang Xuteng smiled to cover up his embarrassment and defended: "I still have to work to earn money, so I can't spend all my time studying and practicing magic. But I'm making progress all the time, right? "

"Your progress is too slow and not enough."

"I want to take every step steadily first." Zhuang Xuteng looked at the faceless demon and said: "I still can't see that this is a banshee... Forget it, that's it, I'll keep you. You are wrapped in a bandage , I will teach you Miss Sick, after all, the name Faceless Demon is too unpleasant."