I am your natural enemy

At the gate of the manor, a man wearing an old-fashioned hooded black robe and with a face covered by a layer of mist walked into the manor with slow but firm steps.

He constantly exuded some malicious death energy, and the people around him couldn't help but step back a little, trying to stay away from each other.

At a very early time, wizards who specialized in this aspect started to diverge in many directions. From the earliest undead wizards, a large category, to later some people separated from them and called themselves necromancers.

A few hundred years ago, there was a strict division here. Undead wizards were collectively referred to as a large category, and under them were necromancers and necromancers.

They all deal with corpses, bones, dead souls, and various toxins. The biggest difference is that undead wizards play with souls, while necromancers don't.

Because the undead wizards once did a big job, the aliens in the allied camp began to follow the church to deal with them.

At the worst time, anyone who showed up was killed in the second, and at that time, it was really black and white, maintaining a state of eliminating all evil and overcorrecting. Even if they were not undead wizards, the people who were killed were counted as a group.

Later, it spread to the group of witches. A large number of witches were put on the stake as soon as they were beaten by the end of the law. Some of them may not even be witches at all, but may have just read more books and learned some knowledge.

Hundreds of years of chaos, the poison has remained until now. With the revival of spiritual energy, it has gradually encountered a counterattack, and no one can do anything.

When an undead wizard appeared at the venue, most people retreated and did not shout for fighting and killing. It was purely because the times were different from the past. No one was willing to provoke the undead wizard without being involved in core interests.

There were also some outliers who got the news in advance. They all understood that the church was crazy recently, and they were also happy to have something to attract hatred in front of them.

In the building in the center of the manor, in the lobby on the first floor, the patriarch of the Toledo family took John and quietly retreated behind the crowd. He pulled John and his voice sounded in John's head.

"I don't know who invited this necromancer. I didn't receive any news before.

Now it is obvious that some people here have known the news long ago.

This proves that the person who invited us did not take our Toledo family seriously.

We will not make any comments on this meeting.

Do you remember how I introduced those people I introduced to you before?"

John nodded slightly. He remembered how the patriarch introduced them. There were different words for different people. Some were friends, some were allies, and some were close partners. They all sounded positive, but in fact there were differences.

The old blood clan looked at John's expression, with a mysterious smile on his lips, and continued.

"Then remember, the closest allies of our family that I told you about are the bastards we should be most wary of.

It's hard for your enemies to hurt you badly, but your allies can do it easily.

For example, the witch who only wore a robe.

This old bitch must have known the news about the necromancer long ago, but she didn't reveal even a little bit of information to her closest allies.

According to our agreement, she should have told me this news in advance.

Unfortunately, she didn't do it.

Today is a lesson for you. Don't talk, watch and think more, and tell me what you think later."

After all, the little bat has just become an adult. When he just went out to the society, he was dragged to have a circumcision for a long time. Later, he encountered big scenes one after another. He has a strong sense of danger, but this kind of scene of superficial harmony and actual intrigue is rare.

He stood behind the patriarch and quietly looked at everyone in the venue, just like a little junior who followed his elders to a big occasion, secretly peeking, but didn't dare to look too much, for fear of being sensed.

Some people could sense it, but they would not say anything to the curious eyes of a little bat. They were all people with some status here. It was really low-class to target a little bat.

John lowered his head when he saw the necromancer coming in. He could never forget that unique temperament after just one look.

He lowered his head, thinking about whether he could kill all the guys here if he came here, the strong man he met in Shenzhou who almost ignited him with his natural aura.

After calculating, it should be unlikely. If he killed too slowly, many of them would definitely run away.

But those dark creatures should be wiped out.

In the end, only guys like witches might escape.

John recalled the information he got later. The person he saw was called Wen Yan. According to the known information, he was a martial artist in the third stage of martial arts, and he could not practice Taoism.

It is said that in Shenzhou, only those who practice Taoism are truly powerful people with a high status, while martial artists have a low status.

John didn't believe this kind of information. He felt that his family was deceived by the person who sold the information, so he went to a mysterious forum. There, when he saw some people quarreling, he found a key point.

Wen Yan is the martial god named Tuoba in Shenzhou. Some Shenzhou people are still trying to lead the rhythm, making people think that this is fake news.

But John knew it was true at the first sight.

Otherwise, it is impossible for a third-stage warrior to be so strong.

Thinking of this, John felt that he was wrong just now, and he could definitely kill them all.

He heard that when Wen Yan burst out with all his strength, his power could even cover a radius of dozens of kilometers. Where he lived, even if it was a hundred kilometers away, the dark creatures there would work honestly, and no one even dared to steal money on the street.

At least he had never heard of any top-notch strongmen in Europe who could cover a radius of dozens of kilometers.

At least he had seen the world, so at this moment, he was not afraid of any necromancer.

Even though he had heard of the legend that the great disaster that killed tens of millions of people was related to the necromancer.

The patriarch of the Toledo family looked at his descendants with a calm expression, without any fear, and nodded with satisfaction.

He had not paid much attention to this little guy before, but after taking care of him for a while, he became more and more satisfied.

No matter how strong he was, he should not show his weakness when representing the family, and John did a very good job in this regard.

If he did not show his weakness, others would not know their specific strength, but as long as he showed his weakness, others would definitely think they were easy to bully.

As a blood clan that does not suck blood, their power level is of course different from those vampires who rely on sucking blood to quickly grow their power, but the advantage is that their relevant resistance will be higher and more stable.

There are too many vampire families that rise rapidly and then decline rapidly.

The patriarch of the Toledo family hid at the back of the crowd, surrounded by vampire families, and was not conspicuous here at all.

In front, the owner of the manor here, a believer of Satanism, led the new necromancer to the high platform in the center.

The owner of the manor began to speak first.

"Thank you all for taking the time to come here to attend the annual meeting.

Last year, too many things happened, and too many brothers and sisters sacrificed for the noble cause.

Times have changed, and the time for the return of the gods has accelerated. We must prepare as soon as possible to meet the challenges of the future.

We must unite all those who can be united.

Here, I solemnly introduce to you Mr. Smith, the necromancer of this generation.

He is an outstanding wizard, and has even participated in the research of many very strange things.

He came this time and brought some precious gifts.

This is a real good thing that many rich people want to buy but can't."

As the owner of the manor clapped his hands, some maids wearing masks came out with trays full of wine glasses. The red wine in them was bright red, like blood just released from the aorta.

The owner of the manor on the stage introduced everyone with a smile on his face.

"I believe you have all heard of the gold coins of life. These are the red wines with similar effects to the gold coins of life. This is a gift from Mr. Smith to you for our first meeting."

Among the aliens below, some picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. They smelled the strong breath of life and swallowed it. None of them thought that the owner of the manor dared to cheat so many people at once.

The wine glasses were distributed. When they reached the back row, the patriarch of the Toredo family stopped the maid who walked in front of John.

"My children are underage and are not allowed to drink."

The patriarch of the Toredo family took a glass himself and waited quietly.

On the high platform, the owner of the manor raised his glass and signaled a toast.

When someone in front drank it, and various power fluctuations emerged, the patriarch of Toredo drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp without changing his expression.

There were bursts of exclamations, and even a werewolf, because of the too strong vitality swallowed, couldn't control and completed the transformation on the spot.

After a while, after calming down again, the owner of the manor came forward and said that he could invite the undead wizard to speak.

This so-called necromancer didn't say anything particularly explosive, just ordinary politeness, saying that he was just for a better future, criticizing the church for a while, criticizing other sects for a while, and willing to cooperate with everyone.

John, who was standing at the outside of the crowd, felt a little disappointed. He wanted to see what explosive speech this necromancer made, but he didn't expect that he was just trying to get close to the people here and integrate into the circle first.

The meeting ended overnight, and all the topics were very ordinary, nothing more than cooperation, interest disputes, conflict resolution, and by the way, how to deal with churches in different places, and the differences between different places.

When it was almost dawn, the aliens began to leave one after another.

Chief Toredo was the first to leave, and he evacuated quickly with John.

They left all the way, and when the sky was bright, Chief Toredo took John to a cliff by the sea.

Chief Toredo opened his mouth and spit out a mobile phone and handed it to John.

"Remember to take a clear video later."

After John turned on his phone and adjusted it, he waited for less than a minute, and the sun rose in the sky, sweeping across with its light.

Chief Toredo frowned slightly, and a wisp of white smoke began to emerge from his body. His abdomen bulged, and he opened his mouth and spit out the red wine he had drunk before, without a drop left. All the red wine was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored halo.

The halo wrapped the red wine and turned into a figure exactly like the necromancer, walking along the trajectory of the other party at that time.

John immediately took a video, his hands were very steady, full HD.

When the blood-colored figure began to fluctuate, Chief Toredo immediately threw it away, letting it fall into the sea and dissolve in the sea.

He took John and flew to the bottom of the cliff, and took advantage of the shadow of the cliff to leave quickly and return to the tribe.

The traces they left on the edge of the cliff were swept by the rising sun and quickly disappeared.

After returning home, Chief Toledo told John to back up the video immediately and then let the tribe members give him an IV and an injection to repair the injuries he had just suffered.

Being swept by the rising sun, the damage is no worse than that at noon.

"Have you saved it?"

"It's saved." John answered honestly. Today was an eye-opener. The chief was more cunning than he thought... well, much wiser.

"We are pursuing the long-term, and the speed of power enhancement is not as fast as those unscrupulous vampires, so we need wisdom to help us make up for our shortcomings.

The so-called necromancer thought that he didn't have to worry about exposing his identity because he couldn't see his face and there were no electronic devices there.

How naive, his walking posture is his identity.

Remember, whether it is useful or not, you must be prepared in advance.

Okay, now tell me your thoughts."

"I think that guy didn't say anything last night, but he gave away so many things. He must have greater ambitions."

"Well, what else?"

"I think we have to play to our advantages, advantages that others don't have."

"Well, tell me."

"For example, we have contact with the mysterious businessman in Shenzhou, and I think he must want to know about the appearance of a necromancer."

"Then what?"

"It's getting more and more chaotic recently. There are even people with wings in America. They appear on the streets, in the sewers, all kinds of messy things, and people die in the subway every day. I think it's time for us to think about ourselves and have an extra way out."

John said it a little euphemistically, and he didn't dare to say it too clearly.

After he came back, he didn't dare to say that he had felt the breath of the Demon King in Shenzhou, definitely the Demon King.

He dared to say Wen Yan because there were all kinds of news about Wen Yan in the mysterious forum, and they could quarrel for several days.

He felt that since Shenzhou even had a Demon King, and he lived next to the respected Lord Martial God, it was impossible for the Demon King to be the boss in Shenzhou.

Since the Demon King could do it, why couldn't they find a way out for themselves?

They, the vampires, didn't suck blood, so they just needed to take some vitamin D and calcium.

"Do you think the development there is promising? I've heard that the progress of the Dawn of the Gods there is faster than that of Europe, and it is even more dangerous than Europe."

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket."

"That's right. Our family has investments there. You can go there on behalf of our family and handle these things.

It's really not good now. Our family knows best what those necromancers are like.

It's impossible for a kind necromancer to exist. As long as they want to advance, they will definitely not be kind.

Also, there is no necromancer who doesn't want to advance.

You can contact the mysterious businessman.

Even if he is in jail, I believe that as long as you have important news, you will be able to contact him."

"I understand."

John secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to say it too clearly. He actually wanted to make a profit.

He felt it was too dangerous. Every time a necromancer appeared in a high-profile manner, something would happen.

And every time! Every time! After the necromancer was killed, there would be a bunch of other alien creatures facing the end of the Great Purge.

Many of them were innocent. There was once a kind of elf that loved plants and only ate nectar. They were inexplicably implicated and completely exterminated.

John didn't think that dark creatures like them would be more innocent than those elves.

There were really too many lessons learned.

At the same time, under the cliff where they filmed the video, as time passed, some sea fish began to turn over when the sun rose and shone on the sea below.

The dead sea fish were quickly decomposed by various creatures in the sea. After three waves of deaths, all the debris and debris were swept into the sea and disappeared. Everything was digested by the sea.

No one noticed this, and some of the other people who swallowed the red wine at that time were greedy for the rich vitality contained in the red wine, and some could not refuse to drink it, thinking that the owner of the manor would not dare to harm so many people at the same time, but there were also some old-fashioned people who lived a long time and woke up after the spiritual energy revived. They used various methods to make the same choice as Chief Toredo.

The reputation of the necromancer is really too bad...

On the other hand, John arranged his schedule, and two days later, he dressed in a suit and boarded a plane to Nanwu County.

Since John went back last time, his family has sent people to invest here. In addition to being optimistic about the development, the more important thing is to show an attitude. You saved the young heroes of my family, so we do this to express our gratitude.

So the location of investment is Nanwu County, and there is no other place to choose, just to make it clear to the people of the Lieyang Department.

This time John came in person, passed the customs, and registered with the Lieyang Department, and then he really stepped into Shenzhou.

The sky was gloomy and it seemed to rain. The weather was just right. After applying the special sunscreen, it could withstand this level of ultraviolet radiation.

To invest in Shenzhou is to build a factory here directly. The flagship product manufactured is sunscreen, which is absolutely world-leading, and as long as it is genuine, there will be no counterfeit products.

If there is a problem with the fist product, the person responsible will be thrown into the sunbathing well.

After changing to a new mobile phone and a new mobile phone card in Shenzhou, John immediately called Lao Meng.

He believed that even if Lao Meng had no phone in prison, the Lieyang Department would definitely know that he called Lao Meng, and he got a phone card here for this reason.

As expected, the call did not go through, and John was not anxious. He sent a text message.

"Dear Meng, I came to Shenzhou. From today on, I will manage the family's investment business here. Now I want to make a few deals with you.

I found a special statue you want for you, and I have another one..."

John paused, gritted his teeth, and continued to send messages.

"News about the necromancer."