The body fell before his eyes. Uriel seemed to have his spine taken away, and he almost couldn't stand upright. He was covered in sweat and had to take out his hand to wipe his forehead.
"How?" The Ring Society commented after the messenger spoke.
"Combat duty." The messenger said, "I am more talented at close range." What does that mean? warrior?
"The movements are very impressive," Sauron said to Uriel, and it processed the words a bit. "And you are quite strong. You know, many mysterious apprentices can't survive their master's arrival. You can probably beat most of your peers in arm wrestling.』
"I'm healthy." But not healthy enough to face four corpse-eaters at the same time. The streets were uncovered, so more bodies staggered towards them.
The apprentice was tense and waved his sword in threats, but the undead didn't care at all. The messenger waved his hand, the cold wind mixed with snow flakes, and the corpse eater suddenly turned into transparent powder. Although it was quite delusional, Uriel still imitated him and waved his hand. Sure enough, there was no response. What on earth was I thinking?
There was a boom. The apprentice turned around suddenly and found that only tiles fell from the roof. This is a grocery store across the street. Now the door is wide open. Unfortunately, there is only one more corpse eater inside. Its legs were buried in masonry and could not move. Plasma coated the underbelly, giving off a putrid smell. Without anyone's instruction, he had already slipped through the door frame and finished it off with a single blow of his sword.
When he started, Uriel recognized the apron on this person. He is an old gardener. Have I seen him? There is no answer. The corpse's body and head were separated very neatly, and the executioner was nothing more than that. The apprentice felt like vomiting. I let him rest in peace. There is nothing to hesitate about. This is just the beginning. Gaia save me! The world is crazy.
Nausea is followed by dizziness. "Does he have a family?"
"who?"
"Necromancer."
The messenger frowned. Sauron the Ring replied: "I think it's unlikely." There is no need for people with happy families to hang out with dead bodies.』
"Why would he do this? To make everyone feel the same way as him?"
"How fresh!" You need a reason to spread pain," the ring mocked, "Don't expect to understand a madman, Uriel. Purpose and means are always two different things.』
"Then what is the purpose of the Necromancer? To invade Knox?"
"He didn't tell me." The messenger casually killed the attacking undead. "Why don't you ask yourself."
If given the chance, I would ask. The apprentice was disappointed. "Are mages better than these corpse eaters? How much stronger?" He didn't expect his opponents to be on par with the world's criminals. "After all, since he can wake up the dead, does it mean that he also has the ability to fight swords?"
"It cannot be generalized. The mysterious profession gives him necromancy."
I totally get it. "So? There is also a Necromancer. Is this a profession?" Uriel's eyes turned to Mr. Ring.
"That's it. It’s just no salary.” But Uriel didn’t want to hear the joke. “Lighting the fire is the first step. Soul Flame communicates magic, meaning a bridge between fire and mystery. When you change classes, your class will determine how you use your magic. The fire triggers the mysterious arrival through magic power. This is the second step.』
"Fire is the threshold, and career is the road behind the door?"
"good. I thought that the understanding of ordinary people did not reach this level.」
No wonder I can't create frost. Uriel tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, feeling a steady stream of coldness creeping into his palm. Strange power is entrenched in the Ice Sword. He discovered that he could control an invisible, formless, but very lazy thing. When he waved his arms, he could use it to protect his joints or increase the strength of his limbs. This was apparently magic. After getting familiar with the operation, he began to feel the new world. The undead were still undead, but they slowed down and moved gently, as if they had become cooperative because of the price he paid.
However, he was not as cooperative as he was when facing the messenger. Perhaps in his eyes, the apprentice's movements that he thought were fast were actually not much faster than those of the corpse eaters. Uriel tried again and again, and found that there was a limit to the improvement of magic power. If you want to go further, I'm afraid it will take a long time.
But just starting from scratch. I'm good at this. "How do you get a job? Sign a contract?"
The "Professor Transfer Ceremony" ring told him, "It is far more complicated than a signature and cannot be started casually. Even if you have the conditions now, you still have to bear the risk』
Uriel looked at Cecilia. It couldn't have been worse, so that he had no sense of seriousness about taking the risk. "Oh. What to do?"
"What?" The apprentice signaled that he was ready, but Sauron the Ring was greatly surprised. "You can't say now?" Damn it. Forget it. The path to mystery doesn't happen overnight, it's outrageous enough that you use magic potions to ignite the fire, and most people will be like Cecilia. Listen, Uriel, it’s impossible to change jobs now.』
So what does my decision mean? Uriel was very disappointed. "In other words, I cannot pose a threat to the Necromancer?"
"To be honest, even changing jobs won't work. He can control the undead in the city. I think he must be a master among the necromancers.』
"Master?"
"I mean, Gao Huan"
High ring. What's the difference between changing jobs? Just lit the fire? The ring was not explained in detail, and Uriel did not ask any further questions. After all, there is no point in explaining it clearly. The thing is obvious. He cannot directly stand on the same starting line with the enemy, even if he sacrifices his soul and everything he owns. The apprentice is ready. However, among all the preparations in the world, most of them can only make people more deeply realize the absolute existence of factual conclusion. To be fair, I'm afraid he has no chance of winning.
"Necromantic magic does not mean that you can ignore the sword." Joey said.
At the Knox Bar, the most Mr. Eds Haynes warned them about was not to disturb the guests in the loft. Since this requirement restrains the mercenaries' noise more than debt bills, it obviously shows that the consequences of violation are very serious. But things are different now. Even if the messenger was impatient with the apprentice's questions, he didn't show it at all.
"It is not weapons that kill people, Uriel. Living people die from beheading, blood loss, organ failure and plague. All living people do. Mysterious powers are like the armor of a roving knight. Bypass them, and everything will be in vain. .”
"You mean...? I can also...?"
"It's just a little difficult," the ring said in a very conservative tone, "It's not worth dying for a slim hope."
"Come and try." Bai Zhishi said. Without looking back, he left Knox's Tavern and the remains of the undead behind and walked into the nearest alley. The shadows shifted with his steps.
Uriel looked back. Cecilia's gaze extended over his shoulder to the other end of Fafrank Street. Her red hair was the only flame in the ruins. If she opens her mouth, I'm not going anywhere. Apprenticeship recognition. But he knew in his heart that this was impossible.
He also left her behind, not daring to look back. If I don't look back, maybe she will follow behind. why not? The apprentice would rather think so.
They walked two streets, looking for enemies under the scorching sun of the flaming moon. There were countless corpses blocking the road, and there were even many people like Geneva who were not completely dead. They were dancing unscrupulously and reveling in the streets with bags containing potions. Uriel finally saw the mysterious creature.
"The rabble" Mr. Ring commented, "No wonder Thun Luvi also regards them as cannon fodder"
Thun Luvi is the Necromancer. Uriel remembered the name until it became clearer than the name of Queen Eastman. He was in the hell created by this man, and all the mortals in the city were without exception. "Is this the only use?" In any case, the "cannon fodder" looked like living people, no less than himself. In fact, most of these people are mystical beings with powers beyond mortals. "With so many people and...corpse eaters, we can almost take down the Duke's Frostleaf Castle." Although the apprentice has never heard of riots in the Four Leaf Territory.
"You underestimate Tracy. It was Lu Wei who moved too quickly, causing the news to not reach Frostleaf Castle. Otherwise, even if the tower is left alone, the Shadow Legion stationed there will be enough to calm the situation.』
The Shadow Legion in the outer world is probably helpless. But obviously, the Swift Shadow Army in the other world is not as simple as the mortal army of the Four Leaf Territory. Maybe there are experts among them? Uriel had no idea. "No one informed the Duke? Yotsuye Castle is about to be destroyed. When will she come back?"
"I'm afraid you can't count on her. The enemy is more worried about this than you are, and must have planned this in advance. But you don’t have to worry,” Sauron of the Ring wrote briskly, “The emergence of the Necromancer can be regarded as a mysterious disaster. Compared with the nobles of the kingdom, the tower handles related matters more efficiently. This is within the scope of our work.』
"Processing? Work?"
"Eastman is a vassal state of the Tower, and the Mystic Fulcrum is obliged to provide assistance to the vassal state on matters related to mystery. It is true that the mortal kingdom also possesses mysterious powers, but the size of the country is too cumbersome and the system is not suitable for mysterious creatures. Therefore, we each perform our duties and distinguish the mysterious realm of Knox." Frost words spread on the stone wall of the alley . "As for work, to be honest, even beggars know how to allocate work according to the actual needs of the profession. It’s just that the tower is an astrologer’s tower and is not outstanding in the management of the vassal country.』
Uriel knew about the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Tower of Sky through communication with Cecilia. Sauron's description was too concise, and he could only try his best to construct the outline of related things in his mind.
The messenger crosses a crossroads. "The source of the alchemical potion is Chester."
A familiar name, Miss Carrot once said she recognized him. "Friends of Mr. Haynes?" Uriel blurted out.
"I remember this man," the ring said, "He and Eze, they are both graduates of the 'Eye of Iron' at the same time. what happened? The Alchemist actually stayed at Eastman! His products can completely monopolize the entire Yotsuba City market.』
"He is from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." The messenger said, "He is also the only alchemist in Yotsuye City."
"Even more bizarre. What the hell are the defenders doing?
"You didn't know? They've always been in contact."
good question. Sauron the Ring was speechless. Uriel could imagine its mental activities, but he didn't know the difference between the way runic life and humans searched their heads.
"Is this a conspiracy?" the apprentice couldn't help but ask. Although he didn't like to think so. "Still an accident?"
"It's all possible. There is only one alchemist in Four Leaf City, and Thun Luwei has targeted him for this. Alchemical potions will create a large number of dead people, and these dead people can enhance the power of necromancy magic."
Unimaginable. There was obviously more than one mysterious profession, but Uriel couldn't understand why anyone would rather manipulate corpses. Could it be that he also faced a desperate situation? "He's doing it to gain power?"
"You decide that power is seductive?"
The coolness dissipated the heat in the air, and Uriel couldn't help but hold his sword. He looked down at it and it was hard to deny the statement. "I don't doubt it."
"Everyone is the same." The look in the messenger's blue eyes was unfathomable. "But not necessarily for Thun Luvi. Potions can also bring power, and they are within reach."
"It makes sense." The Necromancer is not a fool, and there is no need to sacrifice the good for the weak. Uriel tried to think. "Perhaps only he knows his purpose. Do we have his whereabouts?"
"Hercule Street" Mr. Ring wrote uncertainly, "According to the confession, that is the stronghold."
"Then we want to go north now?" The apprentice did not dare to guarantee that the routes in the inner and outer worlds matched each other. Fafrank and Sombigrad Avenue still have their original names, but the buildings have completely changed. The "Alchemy Bus" that shuttles through the city is not affected at all. Otherwise, the floating cloud train will not be mistaken. After all, he has lived in Yotsuba City for seventeen years and knows the direction of every street. "If we are looking for the Necromancer, I'm afraid we are going in the opposite direction, my lord."
"You have a point, but I'm afraid we won't go to Hercule Street."
"To Mr. Chester's address?" The bar owner Eds Haynes seemed to have the same itinerary. But there was no news for so long... The more he thought about it, the worse he got, so Uriel quickly stopped. At the end of the day, I don't know anything about Mr. Haynes's job. "Could he have gone out early?"
"Tools are needed to make alchemical potions." The ring told him, "Whether Chester is there or not, that is the source of the potion."
