Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Pioneering the Wild Leader, Institute of Magical Sciences.

Siris and Prael were sitting in the lounge on the first floor, chatting with several colleagues in the courtyard while tasting high-end black tea "imported" from the south.

This black tea is a luxury product that was specially supplied by Sancha Town since Sancha Town was officially included in the jurisdiction of the territory. The fleet of the Royal Chamber of Commerce of Fallos went north along the Ralph River and went to Harvey's pioneering and was sold in Fallos' country. When the Philippines reaches the pioneering world, it is as high as 80 gold yuan per pound, and most ordinary residents are reluctant to spend it.

Elder Siris carefully held the teacup, squinted his eyes and blew away the heat of the tea scent of the cup. He slowly drank it and felt a sweet taste. The tea soup turned into a warm current and poured into his stomach, making him unable to help it. Sighing satisfaction.

Turning his head and looking at the Arturo patriarch sitting on the other side of the sofa, his body wrapped around his black robe, revealing only the terrifying head of metal skeletons, and a slender energy pipe hanging from the ceiling, between him The charging slot is tightly connected.

"The Speaker used to like tea tasting too..." Councillor Praer couldn't help but sigh.

The soul fire in Arturo's eyes lit up suddenly, and he laughed: "The worldly enjoyment and desire will only hinder our pursuit of truth... Humph, the research team led by you two is far less progress than mine. It's ".

He raised his hand and crawled out under his robe a miniature wolf spider beast the size of a palm, and took a paper from the bookshelf by the wall. "You are still hesitating now, unwilling to do so. To accept soul transfer like me is a waste of precious time.”

Prael and Siris looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "Speaker, think about the days when we were discriminated against and hiding and running around, who would have thought that we could still live like this... we can't let us do this Have an old handful of bones, enjoy two good days?”

The promotion path of the undead spell casting faction was blocked, and even the lord Harvey could not fully understand the truth and seek a feasible solution. Like the three of them, the "pseudo-" advanced updates who had just changed their research direction. There is nothing to do.

Now that we have finally arrived in the northern border, settled in this new home that is completely free from discrimination and persecution, and have such a generous research environment and living conditions, many older necromancers have turned their attention to cultivating the next generation. , accumulate and develop new power for the undead spell casting faction.

"The Lord has approved us to secretly arrange personnel to recruit and contain the undead mages in the southern border. As long as they have a decent style and a positive attitude, they can be evaluated and observed and joined the Academy of Magical Sciences..." Speaking of this, Plaar His tone was a little sighing, "Probably, our old bones will be the last group of necromancers in this new home who have suffered and been discriminated against."

"Everyone, are you here again enjoying the tea and enjoying it while remembering the bitterness and sweetness?"

A teasing and joking voice came from outside the door. It was Duncan, who had just returned to the Academy of Sciences from the Lord's Castle. He was followed by two students, Eye of Illusion and Astrology.

The three necromancers then stood up and stroked their chests, giving them the standard etiquette of ancient wizards. Under the fair attitude of the Lord Harvey, the casters of the orthodox faction under his command did not show any contempt for the necromancers and Disgust, everyone has a rare equal relationship, and their daily relationships are quite harmonious.

"Why is Mr. Duncan at the Academy of Sciences today?" Arturo was a little surprised. These three high-level players were from bright combat mages. Although they all led a research team in name, they were not very big at all. Interests are always in the laboratory.

Duncan was very straightforward and raised three fingers and said, "Dean Arturo, I am about to lead a team of spellcasters to explore the depths of the wasteland. This requires you to ask for three excellent necromancers and join me. Expedition team.”

Siris was shocked and asked quickly: "Lord... intends to take the initiative to find out the situation of the enemy in the center of the mysterious continent far away in the depths of the wasteland?"

Duncan nodded and answered openly: "Yes, this is also the task I took on. Instead of sitting in panic all day long and waiting for the legendary terrifying alien race to move south, it is better to take the initiative to find out their source and details! ”

"This is going to pass through the ice field densely covered with the evil orc tribe and the wasteland dominated by some demons..." Sirius did not expect that this high-level illusion mage was so brave that he took the initiative to ask the lord for this difficult situation. Explore missions.

Duncan nodded with a serious expression, "So, when selecting team members, Lord Lord still asked me to come in person to ask for your opinions. Of course... I will also ask the specific candidates for joining later, and I will never force them to do so. .”

"Lord Lord has accommodated us, a group of necromancers who are discriminated against and oppressed everywhere, and provides us with a science academies that can be freely engaged in research, and even pointed out a new direction for the development of the faction." Arturo said in a deep voice, "The Dead" The mage has no reason to refuse to serve the Lord, and this is also a major event involving the continuation and survival of the entire race."

Praer worried, "But just arriving at Mr. Asdaren's past life... the legendary Eternal Night Country needs to span thousands of miles away, if you still have to go deeper into the deeper frozen soil further north. I don’t know how many days it takes and how many hardships it takes to reach it.”

The Eye of Illusion, which had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help it. Before his teacher could start to explain, he boasted excitedly: "Sir Harvey has secretly developed a magical creation! It allows ordinary mortals to fly freely into the sky like high-level spellcasters and overlook the earth like birds!"

There was a fanaticism in his eyes, and he became more and more excited as he spoke, "No, not only can it fly into the sky, but it can also stay in the sky for a long time... It can move with the wind direction. It is said that during the first test, it only took a few hours to secretly fly from outside the territory to the Eastern Basin!"

"Can it allow mortals to fly into the sky?" Arturo stood up suddenly, and the soul fire in his eyes also lit up, "It can also move freely. In a few hours, it can... reach the Eastern Basin hundreds of miles away?"

Sirius hurriedly asked: "Flying magic weapon? Necromancer! Is it the legendary flying magic weapon?"

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Whether it is a spellcaster or an alchemist, the magic tools they cast need to have a magic matrix engraved inside them. When using them, they must mobilize the magic power they absorb through meditation to activate and drive the magic tools. Therefore, it is often not the case that low-level spellcasters can easily control high-level magic tools. In essence, it is because the strength of their own magic power cannot match the magic power strength required by the magic tools.

Most high-level spellcasters have learned the flying spell by themselves, so they naturally do not need the assistance of flying magic tools. At most, they can use some amplification magic tools to speed up their flight speed or delay the huge magic power consumption caused by casting flying spells.

"Where did the flying magic tool come from?" The astrologer, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help but speak. Obviously, she didn't understand the working principle of the thing. "It's obviously a huge soft ball, Lord... but I don't know what method was used to make it fly into the sky easily..."