Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

When Harvey woke up and staggered out of the cellar.

I found that the laboratory was in a mess.

The hunter Pierce had a sword in his chest, and blood flowed all over the ground, and he lay on the ground with a pale face. He didn't know what to do about life and death.

Asdaren, trapped in the amber ore, had blood on his face, and his eyes were closed without any response.

Reiner, faced down, fell on a bloody corpse, and could not see clearly. It seemed that the energy was exhausted and it was directly overheating and down.

"I used... magic jewelry to share my life with Pierce... he still has the help..."

Asdaren suddenly opened his eyes and made a weak voice.

Harvey nodded, quickly pulled a charge line and inserted it into Reiner's waist slot.

Waiting for Reiner to recharge, he immediately returned to the main building of the manor and took the alchemy potion with hemostasis from the study, half poured into Pierce's mouth, which had fallen into a deep coma, and half sprinkled on the puncture wound at his chest.

Now he did not dare to move Pierce's body at all, and he could not find a church pastor who could release the healing magic technique to come to rescue him. The people in Jackdaw Town had long moved to Grizzly Castle.

Before treating non-fatal wounds, you can barely use your own treatment agent to achieve a certain therapeutic effect.

But at present, this kind of severe damage that obviously endangers life is really helpless except for the advanced healing magic.

"Asdarren, how long can you last for your life sharing?"

The already pale face of the mixed blood race has now faintly shown a hint of grayness.

He wriggled his lips with difficulty and replied in a low voice: "Magic jewelry is used to absorb my mental power to achieve the magic effect of life-sharing. I can hold on for up to two hours."

Reiner had already awakened at this time, and was helplessly wiping the blood and flesh residues splashed all over his body, as if he had not recovered from the emotional outbreak just now.

"Sir, I... did I kill someone just now?" He trembled and asked a question that he had known the answer, with a hint of crying in his tone.

Harvey sighed, and suddenly felt one head and two big, and could only comfort him: "Reiner, you are trying to save Pierce and Asdarren, don't blame yourself too much."

After all, he is the first alchemy life with human mind and normal emotions, which is completely different from those cold dead objects that rely entirely on spell commands.

Harvey could understand his fear and helplessness after the first killing.

I was just worried that his sudden outbreak was caused by the fusion of the alchemy body and the soul, which caused a certain degree of change.

But now there is no time to go deeper. Pierce's life is in danger. There is no ready-made alchemy body. Harvey doesn't even have the chance to save him through his soul transfer.

Asdaren thought for a while and said slowly, "There is another way, maybe you can try to save Mr. Pierce."

His eyes turned, he looked at the storage room against the wall in the workshop, and said softly, "But now we need to solve another problem first. There is still a person hidden in that storage room. I smelled his Taste, a fishy smell..."

The five senses of the blood clan are far superior to those of humans. Asdaren sniffed out another hidden enemy position as soon as he discovered the attacker.

He just wondered why the other party was still hiding there while the battle was so anxious, never rushing out to help his companions, watching him die by Reiner.

Harvey's face was solemn. Although he believed in the talent judgment of Asdaren, a mixed-race race, he did not dare to despise him at all.

There is no ready-made casting material around you, and you cannot even cast acid sputtering, poisonous fog, and corrosion storm.

The magic matrix that can be instantly emitted has not been engraved in the magic pattern.

As a research-based spellcaster, the only a magic he can use spells to inspire is the only magic he learned not long ago called "spirit impact".

This is a second-ring spiritual attack magic. Strictly speaking, it is not a necromancer, but it can barely mobilize the death energy to drive the excitation.

The effect is to cause the enemy to fall into a short period of mental dullness and cause certain disturbances to mental power and thinking.

Considering that this magic could not directly cause damage to the enemy hiding in the storage room, Harvey did not forget to pick up the crowbar that Pierce dropped on the ground and walked to the door with the sound of footsteps.

He used the mage's hand to push open the door, and stood on the side of the door and recited the spell, ready to cast it at any time.

"Wuwuwu~Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I did nothing..."

"Woooooooo~ Yes, it was him who forced me to lead the way..."

A man rolled out of the dark room, wearing a shabby civilian outfit, his trouser legs covered with mud, and tears flowed from his pale face, making a disgusting ball.

Hey, isn’t this Reiner’s own son Jeffrey?

Harvey frowned slightly, and he instantly understood the whole story.

Jeffrey is afraid that he has always been worried about the cause of Reiner's death. Even after going through the joint investigation, he still believes that he, the evil necromancer, killed his father.

"You originally planned to kill me? Where did you find the attacker?"

Harvey glanced at Reiner, who was still recharged, and asked the other party coldly.

"No, no! I don't! Master Harvey, I absolutely dare not, it's him! He is the church's assistant sacrifice, Stani, he forced me to bring him here, all the attack plans are his conspiracy!" Jeffer I defend myself incoherently.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Harvey felt keenly when he heard the word "church" and his heart sank.

The church is still trying to hunt down spellcasters? They actually ignored the non-aggression agreement established with the Federation.

Maybe it's only for the Necromancer? Or is it just targeting myself as the necromancer?

Harvey didn't know what the Union branch of Jackdaws was about this matter, but those who obviously discriminated against the Necromancer, who were like Bulk, were probably more gloating.

You can't just forget it. You have to find a way to expose this matter. He doesn't want to care whether the relationship between the Federation and the Church is worsening. It's not in line with Harvey's character.

The guy in front of him caused trouble for himself one after another and caused fatal danger. He must not be soft-hearted and save his life, but he must not be allowed to die in his own manor, at least not in front of his father Reiner.

First, pretend to let him go, and then let Pierce sneak over to solve the problem...

"Get out!" Harvey said coldly.

Letting Jeffrey go openly can also intimidate those witch hunters who are hiding in the church and are full of malicious intentions towards him.

Watching Jeffrey rush out of the laboratory workshop with a pissing flow, Harvey turned around and returned to Pierce and Asdaren who were lying on the ground.

"What is the one you mentioned that can save Pierce?"

Asdaren curled his lips, as if he was a little disdainful of Harvey's soft behavior. "Take my blood and pour it into Mr. Pierce."

Harvey was stunned. The vampire's blood was a high-level spell casting material. Even if it was used for the preparation of alchemy potions, the ratio of auxiliary materials needed to be carefully considered.

Just inject it directly into the body of an ordinary human? Can Pierce really bear it?

"How many injections are needed? Are there any side effects?"

Asdaren said lightly: "All it is necessary to extract the blood from my body and replace Pierce's own blood. Haha, you can understand it as a direct blood exchange."

He glanced at the hunter lying on the ground with complicated eyes and smiled bitterly. "As for the side effects... of course, it's like me that I have become a mixed-race race, fearing the sun and loving the darkness, and from time to time I want to suck blood."

"What about you? The blood-sucking sucking... What will happen to the blood clan? How long will it take to recover? Do I need me to find you some animal blood?"

Asdaren and Harvey looked at each other with concern and smiled gently. "Did you forget? I was a dying person, but Pierce tried his best to save me. It's so stupid for mortals to always cherish their lives so much..."

"So I think it's very fair and reasonable to exchange for one life. I don't want to owe him."