I do daily quests in wizard world

Chapter 49 The Necromancer ([-])

Rogge instinctively wanted to chant spells to release spells, but the speed of speaking was incomparable to the speed of the fireball.

Before he could pronounce a single syllable, the secondary fireball had already hit him in front of him.

boom! ! !
Half of the stitch monster's arm was blown off, and the splashing flames fell on Rogge, igniting the black robe.

The stitch monster not far in front of Rogge instinctively used his arm to block the spell for his master when he saw the fireball flying out.

"Okay, it hurts." All the mouths on the stitching monster screamed in unison. "Don't be afraid, protect, protect, I will protect you."

The stitch monster turned around and said to Roger again, all the mouths made overlapping sounds.

Rogge stopped the spell in his mouth, ready to give the guy who secretly attacked him a ruthless!
Lin En didn't expect Stitch Monster to take the initiative to resist the spell for that wizard. Not everyone said Stitch Monster has a low IQ, but they are still so loyal.

Rogge chanted the spell for a while, and the next moment, a ball of black light was released in front of him, and then the ball of black light spread outward, turning into a black semicircular shield to firmly protect him in the center.

This black shield absorbs all the light, making it impossible to see the specific situation inside.

Lynn only knew that his illusion had been shattered.

What kind of spell is this? A defensive spell?
"Are you sent by those nobles to kill me?" Rogge's hoarse voice came from the black dome. "What? Buy plague powder from me when you need me. Now that the plague is out of control, you want to kill me?"

Roger let out a hideous giggle.

Lin En didn't expect that he would also hear a shocking secret—a shocking secret for the Kingdom of Eldoru, that the great plague that swept across the North was actually caused by this person in front of him.

Lin En didn't answer. Although he came to kill him, it was not for the plague. The news of spreading the plague was just for Lin En to kill him, and there was no psychological pressure.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Rogge thought he had seen through everything.

"I've already guessed that today will come, for me." A hoarse voice came from the black dome.

Lin En frowned, and he continued to recite the spell in a low voice with great concentration.

A fireball gradually condensed and formed in front of him, a hot and scorching spherical flame burning blazingly.

"You don't follow the rules!" Rogge's exasperated voice came from inside the dome.

Then Rogge stopped talking, as if he was worried that Lynn would recognize his specific location through his voice.

A strange color flashed in Lin En's eyes. He couldn't see the inside even from the outside. He thought he couldn't see the outside when he wanted to go inside, but now it seems that he guessed wrong.

You can actually observe the outside from inside, so the effect of this spell can be roughly guessed.

The other party should also be just an apprentice wizard, and most of the spells he mastered are zero-ring spells.

Zero-ring spells are generally single-effect spells, and compound spells are often not at the level of zero-ring spells because of their difficulty.

Then the effect of this spell should be to create a black barrier that unilaterally hides one's whereabouts?
It is a very practical spell. When thinking about this, Lynn had already pronounced the last syllable.

This time, Lin En released his mental power recklessly without any worries about a sneak attack, but then he found that after his mental power entered the black circle, he sensed two clear targets, one big and one small.

Aiming at a small target, the secondary fireball technique flew by this time, like a bunch of orange-red meteors smashing past!

Narog hid behind the stitch monster, and the stitch monster resisted the blow for him again.

At the same time, the spell in Rogge's mouth was also recited.

Lynn saw a gray ray flying towards him from the black dome, but a few feet away from his body, it was blocked by a transparent barrier and disappeared without a trace.

Lynn continued to read the fireball, not afraid of the old spell routine, as long as it is useful.

He didn't believe that the Stitch Monster could withstand several fireballs from him.

This is a spell—a minor fireball spell, not a lighter.

Stitch monsters are just a bunch of bloated monsters stitched together from human or animal corpses.

Rancid corpse oil, spoiled fat, each is the best combustible.

Lynn could already smell the strange scorched smell of fat burning.

Another fireball flew out.

Hit the stitch monster for the third time.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much." The Stitching Monster screamed.

A gray ray flew towards Lynn in the black dome, but was completely blocked by the transparent barrier again.

The two of them are like two chickens with high attack and low defense pecking at each other. If you lose a spell, I also lose a spell.However, one of the rookies was wearing equipment that did not belong to his level.

Seeing that his spells were invalid, and the Stitch Monster was still being beaten, and was about to perish, Rogge's distraught voice came.

"Damn it, stop it! Stop it, I'll give you whatever you want."

Lynn seemed disobedient and continued to chant the spell.

A new fireball spawns in front of your eyes
A figure ran out of the black dome.

It's Roger.

Behind Rogge, his whole body was burning with raging flames, and a huge hole was blown out of his stomach. There were small burning holes all over his body, and the fat that was still burning with flames flowed down from Stitch Monster's body, dripping. on the ground.

Stitch monster grabbed Rogge's shoulder with his last remaining hand, "Protect, protect you."

The flames in the eye sockets of the skeleton running in front flickered, indicating that it was not in a calm mood at the moment, and its irritable voice roared to the stitching monster behind it. "Who the hell wants you to protect, you are just a puppet I made, a stitch monster, you are not him at all, you are just a meat shield for me!"

The Stitching Monster stopped in his tracks, his blood-stained face was a little confused, and his voice suddenly became a little softer, "Protection. Protecting mom just wants to protect you."

"You are not her! My mother died a long time ago, and you are just a substitute I made out of her corpse!" Rogge roared weakly.

He thought he could use it as a substitute to comfort his pain of losing a loved one with peace of mind.

It can charge and fight for itself in battle without any psychological burden, and even act as a human shield.

But under the clumsy and stubborn calls from that similar face, he found that he really couldn't do it.
Didn't it mean that after transforming into a necromancer, he would have a cold and ruthless heart, and would never be affected by foreign objects again?

"The replacement also wants to protect you." The stitch monster standing behind rubbed his hands in a daze, and said in a low voice after a while.

Rogge turned his head to look at Lynn, "My life is in your hands, but I have one request. You let it live. It is very weak and has no potential. It will not pose any threat to you."

After a pause, Rogge continued: "As a price, I can give you all the inheritance I have obtained. Only I can give you that inheritance. If I die, you can only harvest two experimental materials at most."

Roger stared straight at Lynn, the flames in his eye sockets burning fiercely.

Lynn thought for a while, "Yes, but I also have one condition, I must see the inheritance first."

Roger nodded silently, then raised his right hand and stretched his right hand towards his eye frame.

Then grab the fire of your own soul and yank it out.

Suddenly, Rogge's breath was so weak that there was only the last trace left.

The flames in the eye sockets also became the size of pinpoints, almost extinguished.

Rogge's bone frame shook, making a friction sound.

Immediately afterwards, under Rogge's control, the soul fire in its palm gradually turned into a gray bead.

"Here, I hope you can keep your promise." Rogge threw the bead to Lynn.

The next moment, Rogge's bone frame fell apart.

The stitch monster looked at the broken bones scattered on the ground, and looked around in a daze. It sat down on the ground and rubbed the broken bones into its stomach desperately, trying to integrate them with itself again.

But it failed, her stomach was empty, there was only a huge hole, and the bones that were rubbed in, some fell out from the other side.

"It hurts, it hurts so much." The simple woman's face with several stitches on the shoulder of the sewing monster opened its mouth and made a hollow sound.

Lynn looked at the stitch monster, he had already prepared his spell, and he was waiting for the stitch monster to show hostility towards him.

The stitch monster finally hugged Roger's skull and put his face against his face, just like the first time he met his face 28 years ago, "Mom is useless, mom will accompany you."

Like a machine that has been powered off, the energy of the Necromancer in the Stitcher's body quickly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)