I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 130 Fighting the Necromancer
"I didn't expect the scarlet nirn root to be used as a reward for the competition. No wonder there is no trace of the scarlet nirn root in the entire academy. It seems that they have been purchased by the academy and used as prizes!"

According to the information on the light curtain, every time you win a game, you can get a different reward.

Yihua has already qualified for the top ten, and previously replaced the rewards with the Art of Soul Feedback and Demon Heart, and now naturally loses the qualification to obtain the Scarlet Nirn Root again.

That being the case, he can only focus on others.

"With Anna's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to enter the top 320. I don't know if Anna needs the scarlet nirn root. If not, maybe I can exchange this material from her later."

"Unfortunately, for entering the top 320, only one scarlet nirn root can be obtained. It seems that it can only be exchanged for a high price from other apprentices who entered the 320."

But for entering the top 320, only one scarlet nirn root will be rewarded at most, besides the one held by Anna, Yihua will also get another one.

"Gabriel is also participating in the competition. If he directly asks for Gabriel's scarlet nirngen, I think he won't refuse. However, Gabriel's strength..."

At this moment, Anna hadn't played yet, just as Yihua was thinking about countermeasures out of concern about Gabriel's strength.

In the separated arena with an area of ​​nearly a thousand square meters, where more than a dozen apprentices fought against each other, one of the duels also came to an end.

The two first-class apprentices who were fighting fiercely had their eyes reddened. Both sides' witchcraft shields were on the verge of being broken, but they did not try to strengthen their defense against witchcraft.

Instead, they cast the most powerful witchcraft they have learned, trying to knock each other down first.

In the end, the apprentice who wore the shimmering light on the left, which seemed to be able to accelerate the speed of building witchcraft, was slightly better, and performed his own witchcraft first.

"Fire Tongue Technique!"

Under the horrified eyes of the young first-class apprentice on the right who was about to successfully build witchcraft, a long ribbon of flame that looked like a tongue gushed out from the front of the apprentice on the left, and swept towards the young apprentice on the right.

Click!

The witchcraft shield, which was already on the verge of breaking, could no longer withstand the blow of the Flame Tongue Technique, and after being hit by the flames, it shattered without resistance.

In this way, the flame went straight through the broken witchcraft shield, licking the skin of the young first-class apprentice on the right.

"what!"

In just an instant, the damage was far greater than that of ordinary flames, and the inextinguishable witchcraft flames spread throughout the young apprentice's whole body in an instant.

The clothes on the young apprentice's body, the fat in his flesh and blood, and the hair on his body instantly turned into fuel for the flames, leaving only a human-shaped torch writhing crazily and struggling.

The struggle of the young apprentice did not last long. The apprentice on the left watched all this with cold eyes. After a while, the young apprentice fell unconscious on the ground with flames burning on his body.

The apprentice on the left ignored the opponent's life and death, and looked at the fourth-class apprentice referee on the high platform who was in charge of presiding over the preliminary round.

Seeing the outcome of one of the battles in the audience, the fourth-class apprentice who presided over the competition nodded, ignored the apprentice who was seriously injured and unconscious, and directly announced the winner of this round of competition.

As a dark wizard academy, the Nine-Ring White Tower has extremely generous rules for the academy competition, and it can even be said to be almost non-existent.

There are no conditions for the academy competition, and any props can be used to assist in the battle.

And it doesn't matter life or death during the competition, as long as the opponent does not admit defeat, even if he kills the opponent, he will not be punished in any way.

From the academy's point of view, in a real life-and-death fight, there would be no fairness at all.

Whether it is using external force or using a conspiracy, as long as it can knock down the enemy, that is the best way.

After a while, a third-class healer saw that he had lost consciousness to his opponent, and the failed apprentice who was still lying on the field with a scorched body still had some vitality, so he stepped forward to treat him.

After the severely burned young apprentice woke up slowly, the middle-aged healing wizard said directly:

"Heal five witch crystals once, if you can't repay, sign this master-servant contract with me."

After all, the middle-aged healing wizard took out a contract and showed it to the young apprentice.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged healing wizard, the young apprentice looked at the contract.

Seeing the densely packed, extremely harsh and unfair treaty that almost sold his own soul, the young apprentice shuddered, gritted his teeth, and took out the five witch crystals that he had accumulated as a whole.

"Okay, let's carry it down."

The middle-aged healing wizard weighed the Wu Jing in his hand, nodded, and then let the young apprentice go, and let the mortal servants behind him carry him out of the field.

These healing wizards assigned by the academy cared more about how much money they could earn than the life and death of the injured apprentice.

If the injured person is conscious, they will also ask if the injured person needs medical treatment.

But if they fell into a coma, they would treat them first, and then forcibly ask for Wu Jing later.

Seeing what happened before them, most of the apprentices sitting in the competition seats were rather nervous, but Anna's expression was quite calm.

It is still in the preliminary stage. There are only a few hundred second-class apprentices this year, and most of the thousands of contestants who have passed the audition are first-class apprentices.

Anna was able to escape the pursuit of the third-class fierce beast Cyclops alive before, and her strength can be regarded as a higher grade among the second-class apprentices.

In the ensuing battle, as long as the injured apprentices were still conscious, they would basically not choose the paid treatment from the academy's healing wizards.

They are all looking for acquaintances by themselves, apprentices who are good at healing witchcraft, or taking healing potions, and using healing scrolls to heal their injuries.

All that happened in front of him gave Yihua an idea and keenly discovered business opportunities from it.

"Nowadays, the number of injured apprentices in the arena has surged, and the price of the second-class phototherapy scroll will inevitably rise. Why don't I take the opportunity to sell the second-class phototherapy scroll?"

As soon as he thought of it, Yihua immediately took the scroll that he was carrying and wanted to sell to Anna, and wandered around the auditorium of the arena, selling second-class phototherapy scrolls everywhere.

"Second-class light therapy scroll, the healing effect is remarkable! The price is four witch crystals, and the quantity is limited, first come first served!"

Hearing Yi Hua's words, many apprentices watching the battle, whether they had the idea of ​​selling it or using it themselves, stepped forward to fight for it.

In just a few moments, Yihua sold out dozens of second-class light therapy scrolls that cost only a dozen crystal coins and originally sold for less than two witch crystals.

At the same time, Yi Hua easily took nearly two hundred witch crystals into his account.

Not long after Yihua finished selling the scrolls, Anna also appeared on the field.

In contrast, there was a first-class gray-robed girl apprentice with gray-black shoulder-length curly hair, a thin figure, and a cold temperament.

After seeing the second-class red iron badge on Anna's chest, a cautious look appeared on the face of the gray-robed girl.

(End of this chapter)