I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 175 The Dawn

You know, even with his current income speed, he would take at least a week to sell a large number of second-class light therapy scrolls to earn thousands of witch crystals.

Now that he was going deep into the ruins, in less than a quarter of an hour, Yihua had obtained a harvest comparable to that of the previous week.

The downside is that the level of the ruins is higher and the value is high, but it also means that the ruins are more dangerous.

At present, Yihua doesn't have a thorough understanding of the ruins, nor does he know the terrain and area, and he has no idea what dangers are in this ruins.

It is also unknown whether the alchemy puppets of the extraordinary level still retain the ability to move after tens of thousands of years, and whether there will be traps and curses left by ancient wizards in the ruins.

However, it is still difficult for Yihua to give up the benefits he can see just because of unknown risks.

After a while, after careful thinking, Yi Hua decided to continue exploring the ruins, and at the same time raised his own alert level to the highest level in order to deal with the danger.

"Send my undead to explore the way first, and I will go after confirming that the passage ahead is safe."

After all, Yi Hua glanced at the large number of third- and fourth-class lethal witchcraft scrolls lying quietly in his arms, and said silently in his heart:
"If there is an accident, it's time to use these scrolls. If they are released at one time, they will even be enough to hinder the existence of fifth-class apprentices for a moment, enough for me to return to the world of wizards!"

Relying on the parts removed from the fifth-class alchemy puppet earlier, Yi Hua was enough to buy a bunch of new third- and fourth-class scrolls.

Therefore, he didn't have the slightest heartache to use these expensive scrolls.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought in Yi Hua's mind, the two dying men under his command stayed in front of him, responsible for protecting him.

The other few faceless shadows flashed and started exploring the deep and dark passage ahead.

After a while, after confirming the safety of the short passage about [-] meters ahead, Yihua continued to move forward with the two dying men and horses.

Since there was no light in the passage, as Yihua went deeper into the ruins, the surrounding environment became darker.

Although relying on the vision of the dead horse, Yihua can also perceive the general outline of the surrounding environment, but this is far less clear than his own vision under the light environment.

So he decisively cast the holy light technique and enchanted the cross sword in his hand.

The next moment, the silver-white radiance of the crossed sword illuminated the surrounding tens of meters like daylight.

In the suffocating dead environment, the life energy attached to the cross sword confronted the surrounding death mist, and the faint sizzle sound and the warm light of the holy light made Yihua feel safe in his heart. Feelings increased dramatically.

After doing all this, Yihua went further.

Strangely, however, there is something unusual about this ruin.

Yi Hua never encountered any traps or undead that might inhabit them along the way.

This also made Yihua couldn't help suspecting that the large group of dying people with strange actions they encountered outside the mountain before was just an illusion.

Or the caves guarded by the decaying horses are not connected to the caves that Yihua entered from the ground.

Yihua tried to extend his spiritual power to perceive the sea outside the mountain, but the surrounding silver-gray walls made of unknown metal seemed to be able to isolate his spiritual power.

Neither by relying on the vision of the undead under his command nor by Yi Hua's own mental power, he could not penetrate the wall to perceive the movement outside this seabed mountain.

"Perhaps the group of dying men and horses guarding the underwater cave also cannot perceive the movement in the cave."

In such a guess, Yi Hua walked hundreds of meters in the passage extending in all directions, until the wall in front of him appeared a somewhat vague wizard mark.

"The lobby of the Dawn ship?"

Barely recognizing the extremely vague and ancient wizard mark in front of him, Yi Hua subconsciously read it out.

"Ship Dawn? Could it be that the cave passage I'm in is not a wizard ruin, but an ancient wizard ship that sank into this sea?"

If this is the case, according to Yi Hua's simple estimate, the size of this wizard ship is at least several hundred, or even nearly a kilometer!
How did such a huge ship appear in the world of death?
Did the ancient wizards have a base in the world of death, or did they shuttle ships of this size directly into the world of death through some kind of secret method?

According to calculations in the channel, the synthetic metal that can easily withstand the attack of the fourth-class undead.

The strength of this wizard ship is far greater than that of the merchant fleet that arrived at the college before, and it can travel thousands of miles in dangerous seas and arrive at the Nine Ring White Tower Branch from the mainland.

At least it also has a terrifying defensive power comparable to that of an official wizard.

In the face of this ancient ship, the merchant ships in the merchant fleet are like dwarfs in front of giants, seemingly inconspicuous.

Such a powerful ancient wizard ship, what kind of damage did it suffer, and why did it sink in this low-level undead sea where only fourth-class undead existed?

With the exploration, Yihua, whose doubts did not decrease but increased, decided to go deeper into it.

In the end, he walked into an empty hall about three stories high and hundreds of square meters in area.

What came into view was the remains of a large number of alchemy puppets of unknown models scattered all over the ground, as well as spider webs that were as dark as shadows everywhere.

"Spider web? Is there a spider here?"

What Yihua expected, the remains of the ancient wizards that should have existed did not appear, but a pile of strange black web-like objects resembling spider webs appeared instead.

"It's strange. According to a few words in the data, the ships in ancient times should also be piloted by wizards. Could it be that all the wizards on board escaped before the ship sank? Wait, something seems wrong!"

Just as Yi Hua was thinking, he subconsciously caught a glimpse of some messy rubbing marks in the thick layer of dust on the ground.

Yi Hua looked along the marks, and saw that the most obvious of these marks directly extended to an undetectable passage deep in the hall.

It stands to reason that if no one else is active in it, the dust on the ground of the confined space will appear uniform and flat as the days accumulate.

With a keen vigilance, he realized that there were signs of other people or undead activities in this hall.

Just when Yihua was about to step forward and inspect the surrounding jet-black objects that looked like spider webs and alchemy puppets, trying to get more clues, a creepy sense of voyeurism suddenly emerged in his heart.

Without waiting for Yihua to react, one after another of the dead came out from the deepest passage in the hall, and the dark green vertical pupils stared at Yihua.

Without a moment's hesitation, the nine dead horses gushing out from the passage rushed towards Yihua.

According to the number of these undead, Yihua judged the origin of these undead in an instant, and nine out of ten were the nine dead horses he encountered in the underwater cave outside!
Seeing the many dying men attacking in front of him, who were condensing the spears of death, and could pounce in front of him in less than a second, Yi Hua decisively tore open five third-class scrolls in succession.

With the consumption of scrolls, witchcraft such as giant fire snakes with a length of seven or eight meters, ice blades exuding a chilly aura, and terrifying storms that can easily blow boulders will appear in an instant, sweeping tens of meters away in an instant. The nine dead horses.

At the same time, Yi Hua quickly retreated, and according to his memory, quickly evacuated in the direction he came from as quickly as possible.

"It seems that the passage in the deepest part of the hall is connected to the underwater cave outside. These undead can be mobilized in such a timely manner, they must be under the control of others!"

Recalling just now, not long after he entered the hall, the creepy feeling of peeping suddenly emerged in his heart.

Based on experience, Yihua judged that the sense of voyeurism probably did not come from the nine dying horses in front of him, but from a more terrifying existence!

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for decaying troops to act in groups, unless they are controlled by others like Yi Hua, who is a necromancer.

After entering this ship, he never encountered any threats, but when he just stepped into this hall, he was suddenly attacked by a large number of undead.

Obviously, this hall hides unknown secrets.

Or it may have arrived at the hinterland of this ship, posing a threat to the behind-the-scenes mastermind hiding in the dark and silently manipulating these declining troops.

"I'm afraid, everything is hidden in the depths of this ancient wizard ship. If you want to uncover these secrets, you must go deep inside!"

Just before leaving, Yi Hua took a hard look at the deeper, darker passage, and then walked through the passage at full speed without hesitation.

Since the road had already been explored, and there were chasing soldiers behind, and the passage was winding and nearly a thousand meters long, it took Yi Hua less than half a minute to get out.

After leaving the tunnel and returning to the ground, feeling the sense of voyeurism still lingering on him, Yihua decisively let the dead horses carry him, left the pelvic floor, and quickly turned back towards the coast.

Just when Yihua was only a few hundred meters away from the bottom of the pelvis, a series of spears of decay tore through the mist, and threw them towards Yihua from the direction of the pelvic floor at a terrifying speed.

"It's really hard to chase."

Feeling the biting sense of crisis, Yi Hua frowned.

Fortunately, the speed of the Decaying Horse in the sea is quite good, and it has already been several hundred meters away, and it is already out of the range of the Declining Spear.

With flexible control, Yihua finally left the ruins of the ancient wizard ship and returned to the Dark Tide Coast without any damage.

After nearly [-] meters away from the ruins, feeling the previous sense of voyeurism completely dissipated, Yi Hua finally let out a breath and relaxed a little.

"I don't know how many undead there are in the ruins. I saw twelve of them in the sea before. Even with the scroll in my hand, it is difficult to eliminate such a large number of undead at once. It seems that going deep into the ruins requires more Think long term..."

Judging from the large number of dead people who attacked immediately after entering that hall.

The undead in the ruins are like a mountain in front of them.

(End of this chapter)