Chapter 79 Hope is followed by even colder despair

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When I woke up, I was already in the Palace of Bones.

I am not dead, even the injuries on my body have been healed.

Then, I saw the Dragonbone Lich, or rather, Rodriguez.

There is a legend about the Dragon Bone Lich circulating in Tianlan City, but no one has ever actually seen the Great Corpse Lich. So when I heard his introduction, I couldn't compare the person in front of me with the legendary one who was even more powerful than the city lord. Be connected with a powerful presence.

He looked like a clean-cut blond boy, no older than twenty years old at most, wearing a very loose gray coat. Although he was unsmiling, he was good-looking enough that he would not make people afraid or nervous.

After he introduced himself, he talked to me calmly. In front of him, I confided almost all my secrets in no detail. At that time, I only felt that he was warm and trustworthy, but later I gradually understood that he was well-deserved. Master of soul manipulation.

He told me that I don’t need to worry about the Shi family’s revenge, nor do I need to worry about Feng’er being implicated by him. Because I have a very outstanding talent, he hopes to accept me as his direct disciple. To do this, I need to live here for a period of time. Slowly learn more advanced and mysterious knowledge.

Of course I agreed with satisfaction, with only one additional request.

I hope I can bring Feng'er here.

Rodriguez didn't agree, and I didn't know until much later that this was his only kindness to me.

He told me that he did not accept family members here, and I even had no way to visit him for a long time. However, if I needed to, I could watch Feng'er's every move from a distance anytime, anywhere.

Saying this, he demonstrated by pulling out a few light curtains, and I immediately saw scenes that were familiar to me.

One of the scenes shows Feng'er sleeping soundly in our cave.

I understood at that time that he was always watching us, all the time, every moment.

The time I studied with Rodriguez was, to be honest, a very happy time. He is an extremely knowledgeable master. I can get almost perfect answers from him for any questions I have about practice. My practice has improved rapidly. Even he would give a very sincere compliment that was comparable to what he had done back then.

Of course, those crude spells that I practiced in the Shi family will not be used again. Even if Rodriguez is also proficient in elemental spells, he told me that his highest achievements were achieved in necromancy magic. If I want to inherit him As for the mantle, there is no reason not to practice necromancy.

The Palace of Bones is not just the two of us, on the contrary, there are many, many people.

Most of them are teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old. If we distinguish them carefully, they are the living and the dead.

In the Palace of Bones, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish between the living and the dead. Their skin is smooth and warm, their hearts are pacing, and their breathing is the same as before. However, if you practice necromancy, you will find this mass on the chest of the living. A bright flame, while the dead man is a small candle.

Rodriguez called it the soul, and he personally taught me the way to see the soul.

So for a long time, I was the one who injected fuel into the extinguished souls of the dead so that they could become active again.

It was as if I was the second owner of this palace of bones.

In fact, this is also the case.

I gradually learned that those who are dead or alive all have a unified name.

Rodriguez calls them prime bodies.

Because Rodriguez has lived too long, his original body has long since decayed, and as the soul gradually ages, even if it takes up a brand new body, that body will soon be overwhelmed, so over the years He is changing bodies faster and faster, and the demand for physical bodies is also increasing. However, the most suitable age for a physical body is eighteen years old. In order to meet this requirement, every physical body over the age of eighteen will be The dead who were cleverly killed after their birthdays and transformed into activities continue to serve as reserves for the physical body.

So, of course, the blond boy Rodriguez I saw was actually just his temporary body.

This is something I have already guessed but just confirmed. Although after studying a lot of necromancy magic, I have been able to accept this method of body replacement, but I still couldn't help but find Rodriguez and ask him why he did this. .

He told me calmly that even if he could continue to transfer his soul, he was too old after all. Moreover, because of a battle, he now only had one-third of his original soul. Man has three souls and seven souls, but in fact he only has one soul and two souls left.

Simply put, he was going to die.

But he still had one last wish that he had not fulfilled before he died, so he needed more time.

The first wish is to find a successor for what I have learned. I am very happy that you met me when you thought you had no chance.

The second wish is to defeat the enemy who brought him to this point, and this wish can only be achieved by relying on me.

I naturally agreed at that time that I would fulfill both wishes for the master.

Rodriguez laughed until he couldn't stop coughing and then finally stopped. He told me that even if the gods come across the other side of his enemy, they may not be able to defeat her. Even if you, little girl, can Even if she reached her peak state within fifty years, she couldn't stop even a finger.

The problem is, my talent is way, way behind what he was at that time.

I asked him, is there any way to defeat her?

He smiled and said: Of course.

After that day, he taught me gray eyes.

Eyes of the Dead, Breath of the Underworld, Bridge of Hell, Gray Eyes have so many strange aliases, but Rodriguez only calls them Gray Eyes.

This is a forbidden secret technique that was only used during the War of Hundred Clans, and even Rodriguez himself would not use it.

Although he doesn't know how to use it, he can teach it.

The essence of gray eyes is to gather a large amount of death aura in the eyes. When cultivated to the extreme, it can see through the disillusionment of life and death at a glance, crush the spirit, and control the soul.

The method of cultivation lies in the aura of death.

The days in the Temple of Bones finally started to hurt, but I never backed down.

Rodriguez owned several death dragon crystals, which he took out without hesitation. He arranged exquisite formations for me every day to make the death aura almost condense into a liquid state around me. He also had to take dragon bones and various magic spells from time to time. The medicine was boiled to produce a potion similar to corpse oil.

I didn't refuse any of this, until he asked me to practice gray eyes on those bodies, and I refused.

That was the first time I saw him angry since I came here, and then he asked me angrily why.

At that time, I had already noticed the changes in my body. Under the influence of those death auras, my body had begun to die slowly. As a good necromancer, I knew that the only way to solve the problem was to stop practicing Gray Eyes, but I hope I can Help my master, so I don't care about these.

After all, without him, I would have died in the snow valley long ago.

But I didn't want to use those living people as my training objects. I clearly knew the power of gray eyes. If I was not careful, I would completely turn the other person into an idiot. At that time, I was completely unable to control the power of gray eyes.

So I cautiously asked him to find some Warcraft for preliminary practice.

Rodriguez refused. He calmly told me that the practice of Gray Eyes had come to an end for the time being and that he would teach me spells that were more suitable for my current situation.

That spell is called Blood Curse.

Use fresh blood to curse your kindred necromancy.

For me, it is to use my own blood to curse my relatives.

Rodriguez gave me two options.

Or try to curse your parents.

Or, go and curse your brother to death with your own hands.