The Rise of the Cemetery

So-called battle mages usually don't master too many powerful offensive spells, because the casting time of these spells is too "long". They specialize in all kinds of middle and low-level spells that have a short holding time and quick casting, and are proficient in various counter-spell methods, and are good at attacking against attacking.

The biggest dogma they believe in is to pour as many middle and low-level spells on the enemy as possible in the shortest time. They will wander around the enemy like ghosts, looking for the enemy's flaws in fast mobile combat, and then defeat the opponent with high-frequency, low-intensity continuous attacks.

In order to do this, they need to hone their skills in close combat like those fighters, use the tension between life and death to sharpen their keen sense of fighting, and complete spell recognition, The whole process of spell deconstruction, combat casting, and quick countermeasures. Many fanatics of battle mages even do not apply any protective spells to themselves during the entire battle in order to motivate themselves to concentrate a hundred times.

Perhaps it is this kind of madness and concentration that has created a large number of combat geniuses in the team of spellcasters.

As the home of all mages, the mage guild naturally also has battle mages. They will not be obsessed with various spell experiments and spell research like academic mages, and they will not waste their brain cells to study theoretical knowledge such as planes, spaces, energies, and elements. They are all pragmatists. Learning any spell is not for studying, but for using.

For these battle mages who deviated from the elegance and wisdom of mages and focused on becoming murderous, the mage guild also created a special department to gather them - the Ministry of punishment.

If it is said that mages also have gods, then the academic mages are the thick books in the left hand of the mage god, representing knowledge, wisdom and inheritance, and the battle mage is the staff in the right hand of the mage god, representing authority, violence and destruction . The two complement each other and are indispensable.

There is no doubt that Master Semir is a battle mage.

Although battle mages occupy a lot of places in the mage guild, they seldom directly participate in this kind of arena-like spell competition. In their eyes, magic is used to kill, not to perform.

In order to better serve the battle, battle mages usually engrave practical magic circles on themselves in the form of magic lines, so they are also called "magic lines". It is too easy to identify a battle mage among a group of mages. As long as you see any mage's face, hands, feet...all the places that can accommodate the magic circle are drawn with mysterious magic lines, then He must be a battle mage.

Battle mages and academy mages often don't see each other.

The academy mages think that these battle mages are too barbaric and brutal, losing the elegance and wisdom of the mage group, and even deviate from the mage's nature of pursuing knowledge, which is a disgrace among the mage group. But the battle mages looked at the academy mages, but they often regarded them as slaves of knowledge, a group of mobile magic wands who could only hide behind the guardians and chant a few spells, and even a group of broilers who couldn't even protect themselves.

In addition, the Punishment Department where the battle mage is located is responsible for chasing down and hunting down disciplined mages all year round. This is a profession that offends the group of "mages". Therefore, all kinds of hostility are superimposed, making it even more difficult for the two factions to arise. What intersection. Li Xun has been in the three kingdoms of mages for so long, but he hasn't come into contact with a battle mage. From this point, we can see the depth of the gulf between the two sides.

Battlemage is a fighting style, not a class. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, battle mages are indeed far superior to academy mages, but to the mage guild, the two are like a person's left and right hands, indispensable and complementary.

Perhaps after this battle, the lunatics in the Corrections Department would happily accept this Semir mage into their group, but before that, Li Xun had to think clearly about how he should face this Semir mage.

Whether it was subconscious intuition or conscious reason, they clearly told the young mage that this Semir mage was probably coming for him. And its most likely identity is the avatar, puppet or something else of that holy necromancer Lux.

For a necromancer, especially a holy necromancer, one cannot be too careful.

The female apprentice named Betty had tried every means to fish herself out of the mage tower, and there was probably this terrifying holy necromancer standing behind her. I have been avoiding it all the time, so the only chance for the opponent to get close to me is on the field.

Thinking of these, Li Xun couldn't help but be full of worries about the upcoming competitions.

What exactly does the other party want to do? He doesn't know these things. It can't be just to kill his life, right?

While the young mage was still thinking hard, dozens of gorgeous fireworks suddenly bloomed in the midair far outside the window, and the torrent of colorful small elements collided with each other and exploded, leaving a long-lasting beautiful scene in the beautiful night sky. pattern.

Several garden squares in the distance are already crowded with joyful crowds singing and dancing. The melodious music is accompanied by high-spirited laughter. Everyone living in this area, regardless of gender, age, or high or low, is in a state of complete turmoil today. in the frenzy.

In addition to the continuous performances by acrobatic troupes, song and dance troupes, and musicians at every square and street intersection, some free food and wine distribution points are the most lively. Barrels of fine wine were transported in by horse-drawn carts, and then became empty barrels at an astonishing speed.

And the carriage carrying bread and dried meat scurried through the parade crowd at a slow speed, and the servants standing on it kept distributing all kinds of delicacies to the people beside the carriage, attracting crowds of little ones Howling behind and following forward.

This is a grand festival, and it is also the best opportunity for the people at the bottom to relax.

It's a pity that such a day is destined to be missed by Li Xun, so he can only lie at the window with You Nu enviously watching the roaring parade on the street, and think about that distant lich.

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Undead world, a hidden cave 100 miles away from Stratholme.

In the deep, lightless darkness, a series of exasperated curses suddenly came out. As the hoarse and unpleasant voice approached, a crooked figure walked out from the depths of the cave, and stood at the entrance of the cave where only one person could pass sideways, overlooking the gray sky and the land of light gauze and mist in the distance.

The Dark Master Fenier was also a well-known mage who dominated the Klein Continent. His dark curse can completely kill people thousands of miles away and be invisible, so he is also one of the most hated objects of those nobles. If he hadn't been taken in by the Undead Council, this dark mage would have died tragically at the hands of the punishment team sent by the Mage Guild decades ago.

Although the sky was dim and gloomy, there was always some brightness. The dim light refracted from outside the cave fell on the dark mage, illuminating his stooped figure and his face.

What a face!

The skin of the face was as dry as a piece of oily skin pasted on a skull, and the loose folds were covered with dense dark spots. The cloudy and lifeless eyeballs were full of bloodshot spots and spots, and they were struggling to turn in the eye sockets, making people worry that they might suddenly fall out.

After all, Fenier is still a living person. He has been trapped in the undead world for more than a year. Although he has a dark attribute, he still cannot resist the ubiquitous death attack.

His body was completely rotten, and there was not much human flesh and blood under the shriveled skin, and there was an unpleasant smell of corpses all the time. Only the exquisite and gorgeous mage robe still retains a trace of the style of the past. From a distance, it looks like a zombie mage.

Maybe in about half a year, he will have to perform the Lich Reincarnation Ceremony, otherwise his soul will rot along with his body.

However, as a level 16 dark mage, it is very unlikely that he can successfully pass the Lich Reincarnation Ceremony. Besides, in this poor world of the undead, even if he wanted to be reincarnated, he still couldn't gather the magic materials for the ceremony!

If it wasn't for the weak connection between "Pale Lord" Sazhastan and the main plane where Klein Continent is located, Fenier would have had a mental breakdown long ago and became a member of the ghosts of the undead world.

People who have not experienced the erosion of death energy will never understand that when a person can feel the corruption of his body every moment, and can feel the disappearance of his own vitality every moment, then the essence that flows every day Every second is a huge torment for him.

The only thought that supports Fenier to continue living now is a sentence told to him by the legendary lich. As long as you can gather the high-level undead souls required for the sacrificial ceremony, you can communicate with the undead union council far away on the main plane from the undead world, opening a space gap connecting the two places.

Compared with the space channel and the gate of the plane, although this kind of space gap is not stable and cannot allow magical creatures like the legendary Lich to pass through, it is still a means of communication after all. With it, the resource problem that has been blocking their development is no longer a problem, and Finir can also obtain enough resources to complete his transformation ceremony.

Fenier's body has entered an irreversible decline, and it is impossible to keep his human body. Now he just wants to complete the ceremony as soon as possible to save his soul. That's why, under the leadership of the "Pale Lord", as soon as he gained a foothold and controlled a great undead lord, he couldn't wait to launch a war of undead against another great undead lord.

It's a pity that when their plan was perfectly implemented, an inexplicable undead force suddenly appeared from the side, and launched a swift and violent attack on them without any explanation. This is a huge disturbance to their plan, and it is delaying the time and chance of Finier's rescue.

So, Fenier came, with a monstrous rage!