The shiny coins radiated a strange light on the tabletop.
Zhou Qingfeng glanced at it, first stretched out his hand to soothe the emotional old Borg, then turned to ask the necromancer, "Soul-stealer? Can you explain to me the origin of your nickname?"
Since he has the ability to'recognize lies', Zhou Qingfeng likes to chat with others. He can judge the mental state of others from his words and take the initiative in conversation.
Lies are actually accompanied by information, at least know what others want to hide and what they want to mislead? When the amount of information is large enough and the lies are eliminated enough, the truth cannot be hidden.
In the eyes of others, Zhou Qingfeng is very friendly now, and he likes to chat with everyone. Because he can find the bottom in the chat, the more information he controls, the stronger his rule will be.
The necromancer chuckled, but he was calm, "Because I ingested a lot of people's souls, others gave me such a nickname."
"Presumably this nickname is very appropriate."
"Yeah. But I never force others or deceive. I believe in fair trade and all the consequences are clear. It's just that stupid people never admit it. They only see me take my soul, but never Not to mention the benefits I give."
Take away the soul
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly moved in his heart and asked, "Are you dealing with the existence of the abyss or hell?"
The red light in the eyes of the'Soul Destroyer' flashed, this time he did not make a sound, but secretly asked Zhou Qingfeng in a way of soul shaking: "Do you also know those extremely evil guys?"
Zhou Qingfeng sneered at each other, and whispered: "I know a succubus in the abyss, it is always tempting me to send it a powerful soul. I wonder if you will do the same?"
However, the necromancer seemed to have seen his peers, his tone became sharp and hurried, and he asked in a cheerful tone: "Unexpectedly, you know a succubus? I have been trying to summon a succubus but I have never succeeded.
I know an old hag who lives in purgatory. Compared to the succubus, the old hag is too ugly. Their skin is covered with granular sarcomas, their faces are old like dehydrated oranges, and their hair is like rotten water plants. Tsk tut..., it's ugly. "
Zhou Qingfeng had a weird feeling. After having a common topic, the necromancer suddenly became talkative. The two can even be friends. He moved stunned: "You are already like this, you still care about beauty and ugliness."
The necromancer yelled angrily: "Do you think I would like to be like this? I was also a normal wizard back then. I was killed by that old hag. I was called a dementor, just to satisfy the old hag. The limitless claim of the soul.
Brother, I would like to remind you as someone who has come over, to treat those extremely evil guys, and to be more careful at all times. Otherwise you will become like me, and it's useless to regret it.
In order to obtain the soul, those evil guys will set up countless traps for you, constantly oppress you, and make you miserable. If you have any doubts about dealing with Abyss in the future, you can ask me. I have too much experience in this area. "
The necromancer has a stomach full of bitterness, and it is rare to meet a'friend' like Zhou Qingfeng who can confide in the same illness, and said a lot of things in one breath. The latter looked at the shameless appearance of the other party, and also nodded to be vigilant...
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, we can start a special research topic in the future, called "Evil Biological Characteristics and Soul Trading Rules", I believe there will be great gains." Zhou Qingfeng even took the initiative to reach out...
The necromancer hummed and grinned, so ugly. He also nodded repeatedly, indicating that he could communicate more in this aspect in the future. Zhou Qingfeng pointed to the monster coin, "Your Excellency, go on. I'm very interested."
Purgatory is the territory of the devil, but there are more than the devil in purgatory. The old hag is also a very cunning and evil creature, but most people don't know much about it, let alone make a deal with it.
"I found an ancient altar during an expedition, and it helped me contact an old hag who was in purgatory. It wants a soul, and I want arcane knowledge and materials to meet each other's needs.
In the beginning, the transaction was pleasant. But as time goes by, my pace of promotion is getting slower and slower and I need more and more materials. In the end, I even had to mortgage my soul to the old hag to make myself like this ghost.
But the evil old hag will not be satisfied with this, it requires me to collect more souls, I have to think of something-I made this dementing coin. Anyone who controls coins can borrow the arcane arts and abilities I prepared.
Every time a gray soul is provided, you can use all the zero-level tricks I prepared that day. The red soul corresponds to the arcane spell below the first level, the orange corresponds to the second level and below, and so on. I can provide up to four arcane magic, corresponding to the green soul. "
Hearing this correspondence, Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said: "This kind of transaction is too cost-effective. A fireball wand is only five thousand gold coins, and it can be sprayed ten shots in one breath. Can the fireball wand be exchanged for ten topaz? It can't be changed."
The necromancer didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to break the relationship directly, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. He quickly said: "For those who can't cast spells..."
Zhou Qingfeng interrupted forcibly, "I might as well spend money on a fireball staff, which is cheap and easy to use."
The necromancer was not annoyed, and continued: "The Dementor Coin allows you to use all of my abilities, which is equivalent to becoming a necromancer. My ability is not just to cast spells, but also includes my decades of knowledge. "
"Some people live for decades as a waste." Zhou Qingfeng still shook his head. "You are called a'soul-grabber'. In the end, you must also collect the soul of the person who uses this coin. No, no, among them. There must be tricks hidden, too bad."
The necromancer waved his hand again and again, "No tricks, no tricks, it's fair trade. As long as you pay the corresponding soul after using the coin, there is no problem at all. More power at the critical moment will allow you to live longer. ."
But Zhou Qingfeng just shook his head, shook his head, or shook his head, and said: "For power that cannot be directly controlled, I would rather not. Your Excellency Mondino, if you are here to promote Dementor Coins, it is better to join my team directly."
"What?" The necromancer was a little stunned.
"As long as you don't do evil, my village can be your foothold. You can come and go freely, and I will not interfere. If I need it, I may ask you and pay."
Mondino suddenly laughed, "Your Excellency Hugo, you seem to be only Level 2 and I am a Level 7 Necromancer. Is this soliciting me?"
"You can say yes, you can also say no." Zhou Qingfeng is noncommittal, "I am very interested in the abilities of a necromancer, but I never force it."
Mondino fell into deep thought, and then asked: "I heard the rumors that you had a fight with the goblins and defeated the avatar possessed by the evil god. Is this the case?"
"Is there any, please judge for yourself." Zhou Qingfeng just smiled, "Oh..., yes! You are a necromancer, can you summon skeletons, right?"
Mondino felt that the kid was asking knowingly.
Zhou Qingfeng slammed his hands and exclaimed excitedly: "I have such a fondness for skeletons."