In a sense, the decision of the abandoned pawn of the high priest of the Ten Thousand Deaths Association was wise. After all, when the news of their attempt to open the door to the plane of death was leaked, any organization of living people immediately became their mortal enemy. will let them succeed.
The northern trio directly reported to their superiors. It was originally a requirement in the work manual for the incident to exceed the limit of their ability to ask for help. In order to save face, they needed to be held accountable for messing things up in the end, but considering the distance and the location is too remote, The quality and number of reinforcements cannot be determined. If you are lucky, if you are lucky enough to meet a big guy who is hanging out nearby, it will be very good (because the northern forces have sent a lot of free teams, this possibility is not low), if you are unlucky, the reinforcements will not catch up at all. .
The Church of the God of Justice and Discipline is much more panicked. Once the door to the plane of death is opened in the country, they will be the first to bear the brunt, and even the entire principality and the church may be destroyed.
At the same time as the news was known, they sent people back to the capital to report the news, and the other Paladins and priests were also getting ready to set off to hunt down those undead believers.
Winrel still knew the severity of the attack. Those Paladins did not have any fatal injuries. What really hurt was their self-esteem that was instantly wiped out before they saw the enemy, but there were more important things in front of them, and there was no time for them to sigh. I am weak.
It’s still the White Knight leading the team, they have already set off, but considering the clergy’s consistent incompetence in tracking, others have expectations that they can catch up with the target, just hope they don’t get lost too far, or have a brighter mind Bring a few mercenaries such as rangers, thieves and the like to lead the way.
On the other side, investigating the Ten Thousand Deaths Association has been the task of the northern trio from the very beginning. Even if there is no support, they will definitely go, but due to the fundamental differences in beliefs and policies, they are unlikely to follow the Paladins. Go, that's just asking for trouble for yourself.
In a sense, it's again an unspoken competition to see who can solve this trouble first.
I want to intervene in this matter without exposing myself.
Therefore, what we can really hope for is probably just a few of us and the northern trio. It would be even more wasteful if the not much combat power was spread out, so I tried to convince them to bring us these "little guys". No".
"...Actually, I'm a pretty good necromancer. If you take us with you, as long as the distance is not too far, we can sense each other's death magic, which is convenient for you to track."
With such words, the black magic of death circled in his fingers, proving his identity as a necromancer.
If it is other forces, there must be a lot of suspicion and prejudice against the necromancer, especially in the pursuit of matters related to the plane of the undead, and they will doubt the purpose of the other party.
But when they were shocked, their first reaction was...
"Is it a registered necromancer? Is there a license? Is there an annual review?"
"Yes, it was only reviewed last year, and it was registered by the Defende headquarters. It is a legendary necromancer."
In the eyes of some people, the north may already be a paradise for necromancers, and the root cause is that they formalized and sunshined necromancers, and necromancers have become an unusually common profession.
"One year before the dawn of the era, the undead industrial revolution began in the Northland. This revolution liberated the productivity of the living and gave the necromancers a chance to step into the sun. The next year, ghost carriages and zombie servants occupied their respective markets. One-third of the places…”
After so many years of development, undead equipment, furniture, utensils, and servants have become very common in the northern market. In order to ensure the safety and reliability of undead utensils, the registration of the necromancer exam and the triennial character review have also changed. become very routine.
"Master, it turns out to be my own!"
"Did you take the quest or a free mage? Oh, sorry, I didn't dare to ask, just say what you want."
When the three of them saw the small black book, they immediately showed joy.
If put ten years ago, the legendary necromancer would have been underestimated to be called a master, but because there are more and more parallel import masters and parallel import legends, the title of master is also used less and less.
And many of the official necromancers registered in Defende, Northland, are inextricably linked with the official, and the emblem of the Donglan Royal Mage on this booklet shows that this master has the trust of the royal family. Naturally, it can be trusted, and the symbol representing professional reputation is a rare double crown.
"I am a little involved with the Royal Mage Association. Since I have encountered this, I can't stay out of it, but the way to cooperate is to put the villain first and then the gentleman. If it involves the ruins of the sage civilization this time, I will take half of the profit. If there are new technologies and the like, they can be sold to the officials of the Northern Territory first, but my share cannot be lost.”
I didn't tell a single lie, and the documents in my hand are even more real. Of course, how to get them is self-evident. As for the two crowns of credibility... Ahem, there is a service called crown brushing, you know?
For mages, the ancient knowledge and mysteries that may exist in ancient ruins are simply irresistible temptations, and if the traces left by the sage civilization are more likely to remain in the new technologies and strategic weapons that rewrite the national territory, There should not be many such examples in this jihad "history".
Although in the legendary novels, from time to time a little person digs out some magic tricks, artifacts, etc. from the ruins, and then embarks on the road of slaughtering demons and destroying gods, but in the exploration of the ruins in reality, there are very few artifacts or anything. See, after all, the passage of time is as ruthless as the tomb robbers, and it is more based on the records, murals, traces, and restored ancient technology and magic materials left at that time.
Such things are of little use to individuals and will only be troublesome to bring about disaster, but they are invaluable to organizations that digest these technologies and ancient magic.
After all, in a sense, if there is no technical support from the sage civilization of Dimirett, and there is no magic revolution that is getting stronger and stronger now, when a lively ancient man cannot be found, The documents and materials left by an ancient civilization are also the only substitutes.
"Sage civilization? It's actually a sage civilization! This time I made a profit!"
Mary jumped up at once, but the other two were blank, and they didn't know why their companions were so excited.
As a swordsman of the Four Spirits, you must be exposed to magic technology. Since you learn magic technology, how can you not know the origin of the sage civilization.
"I'll write to the headquarters again, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up..."
"Don't worry, I have some friendship with Master Dimirate, and I have already written to him, using Xiao Yao express, since the sage civilization is involved, no matter how busy he is now, he should come over."
As soon as these words came out, the three of them were obviously relaxed. Dimirett was a great person in their eyes. Since he was familiar with him, it also proved from one side that the Necromancer in front of him was credible.
Of course, after I leave, they will definitely discuss my identity and purpose, so I also retain the identity of a "necromancer who has stayed in the local area for half a year in order to explore the ruins", waiting for them to ask from others " Clues", spelling out the "truth," and the fact that I'm well-liked in this town adds a little bit of their trust in me.
But now, after I said goodbye, I was also preparing for my own trip, and the dead cat suddenly jumped out.
"I thought you would continue to disguise a Paladin this time."
"Oh, don't be stupid, I have already received insider news. As long as the Northlanders encounter the Holy Knight who suddenly popped up, they will conduct repeated investigations."
"Pfft, it looks like they saw through you too. Is that really the only reason?"
The dead cat showed his squinting eyes that saw through everything again, and it seemed that he had already thought of the reason, and ran over to toss me on purpose.
"...this is the main one. Heavy armor and metal weapons are only secondary reasons..."
Now that I have seen through it, there is no need to hide it. My current physical condition is too bad, and I can't pretend to be a Paladin.
Thanks to the poor strength and physique, for me now, the chain mail is the chain that locks me, the whole body plate armor is covered with a metal iron cage, the metal sword in my hand is a golden hoop, and even The knight's standard equipment can't be carried, how can he pretend to be a paladin? After all, this time there is a high possibility of a high-intensity battle.
On the other hand, the use of elemental magic also requires a certain physique and agility. The accuracy of casting gestures is directly related to the success rate of casting spells. If the physique is too poor, it is impossible to control powerful spells. It is enough to deal with the backlash of magic power. Those who cast spells at will under the existing conditions are probably undead spells that control corpses and undead creatures.
This is also the reason why I didn't prevent those "light cannon fodder" from leaving. For those old-fashioned paladins, the Northland trio are only quasi-allies in the battle of faith, and the Necromancer is the mortal enemy who kills first and asks later.
In fact, if the conditions are met, pretending to be paladins is the best. After all, they have a good enough reputation and will not arouse suspicion at all. They can also travel around at will, recruit cannon fodder, gain the trust of adventurers and residents, and villages along the way. Obtaining free and cheap supplies, and mobilizing villagers to start a people's war when necessary, are all invisible advantages. Only those old-fashioned idiots will waste such obvious advantages.
And I didn't follow them alone. Since Katarina originated from the ruins, she might be the key to open the gates of the ruins. She herself is eager to find the truth, and since her daughter is gone, her father, old Barton, naturally follows suit. I went up, and since Old Barton is gone, Old Barton's grandfather will naturally not fall, and as a result, I have two combat powers that are not bad.
Of course, to be able to get Winrel to follow, we agreed otherwise.
"But it's not enough. I'll ask Old Barton to find his old friend and hire a cannon fodder... mercenaries."
"That quasi-legendary spearman? You shouldn't shoot him to lower the team's luck."
"How many times have I said that the Luck E is just a rumor. Besides, if the rumor is true, don't you think it's a good thing, do I need a lightning rod..."
Inexplicably, I thought of the unlucky No. 1 Beauty in Sulphur Mountain. Considering her amazing luck, even if she was always looking for a way to redeem herself, the Wild Elf should still be the No. 1 Beauty.
"That's what you're looking for. Indeed, let's have fun... What are we doing now?"
"Since it is very likely that I will encounter a battle, I am now a 'Necromancer' again, but I don't have the benefit of hiding behind to watch a play. Then, in order to have a little effect, let's do what a necromancer should do, the tomb near here. there?"
"It's so stupid. The dragon lich has a lot of stock in his house. You don't know how to rob him. The corpses of the civilians who just died are weak."
"Good idea, just use the fashionable dress you are about to get. You didn't see that guy drooling when he read the magazine, it just ruined your face..."
"That's not my face, it's like a doll. It's a far cry from my grown-up version! What would it feel like to put your face on a woman... poof, Renee."
Inexplicably, I remembered the existence of Renee and other "Roland" faces, and I felt a little sympathetic to the bulging Heloise in front of me. At least Renee is not blind. After all, after so many years, she should be a big girl. Under the action of estrogen, it should not be that face.
"Yes yes yes, let's go, blackmail the dracolich to avenge you, and loot the old man's possessions to vent your anger..."
And I just walked a few steps, but I was blocked in the corridor. Under the leadership of the dwarf shield guards, those adventurers blocked me.
"Carlo, since we can't fight, the gambling money should be returned to us."
"...You look at the betting papers carefully, and there should be one line: 'If the duel suddenly cannot be played due to an irresistible event, it will be considered a draw, but I remember that none of you bought a draw at that time.'"
Hearing this, the leading old dwarf rolled his eyes suddenly and looked at the ceiling, as if he was pretending that he didn't know, but he probably saw that line of super small characters.
And the adventurers behind him are also gearing up, the threat is obvious.
"I advise you to better..."
"Snapped"
After a finger snap, the black mist of death dispersed from my shadow, turning into a shadow troll that was about to move, and the whole room was shrouded in black shadows, and even the temperature dropped a few degrees.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I'm a necromancer, a legendary one, do you have anything to look for me?"
Strength is the best business card, this terrible magic is a naked threat, want me to pay back? Ha ha!
"I… we're fine!"
"It's just time for dinner. We invite you to go down to dinner. Well, today's wine is paid by Brother Thunder!"
Who says dwarves are stupid? Isn’t that very sensible? After saying these words with “joy”, they turned around and left without saying a word, but looking at the dwarf brothers’ sturdy stature and quite sophisticated weapons and armor, I remembered something. .
"Actually, I'm very reasonable. I have a little work here, suitable for fairly good adventurers. If you go, it's not impossible to return the gambling money to you. If you do well, there will be extra commissions."