I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 27 The Freemasonry Comes Again!
Fortunately, an exceptionally large number of people came for treatment today.

Yihua accumulated enough merit points in just one day, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise the summoning of the undead to the second level.

"Name: Eva Fercis"

"Karma Level: Neutral Good (20/100)"

"Realm: First Class Necromancer Apprentice (30/36 Runes), Great Knight (2/100)"

"Magician qualifications: first-class affinity for death (9/9) ↑, third-class affinity for life (27/39)..."

"Skill: Elementary Scroll Making (100/100)↑"

「巫术：二等光疗术（100/100）↑，生命铠甲（21/100），死亡世界穿梭（72/100），二等亡灵奴役（36/100），二等亡灵召唤（0/100），死亡之息（16/100）」

"merit value: 0"

Now the summoning of the undead has been promoted to the second level, and the proficiency of the second-level light therapy has reached the limit, but it cannot be fully improved due to insufficient merit points.

If you want to speed up the speed of acquiring merit points, you must not neglect the production of scrolls.

For this reason, he had to go to the city of Yor to purchase a large number of cheap sheepskin scrolls.

"Tomorrow is the appointed time."

Yi Hua estimated the time and knew it in his heart.

Then, he tried to summon the Flayer again.

This time it went smoothly. After the undead summoning was successfully performed, it was accompanied by a distortion of space.

The skinner's scarlet body as tall as a hill appeared in front of Yi Hua, making the stone house extremely crowded for a while.

Feeling the consumption of magic power, Yi Hua was a little startled.

Just summoning a skinner consumes nearly half of the mana.

Not only that, but a slight sense of dullness in his mind also made Yi Hua frown.

This is a sign of too much mental power, and it means that the undead that Yi Hua can control at the same time is approaching the upper limit.

The upper limit of magic power and simultaneous control of undead is determined by mental power and wizard level.

Yihua forcibly enslaves and summons higher-level undead just by relying on the upgraded witchcraft, which is already a violation of common sense.

"It seems that my current limit can summon and manipulate three skinners at the same time. If I want to improve, I must be promoted to a second-class apprentice."

Even if there are only three skinners, with Yihua's great knight-level physique and the blessing of second-class witchcraft, Yihua can easily defeat ordinary second-class apprentices.

Therefore, Yihua was not disappointed by this, but strengthened her determination to be promoted to the second class.

Time flies, and it's the second day.

In the early morning, Yihua packed her luggage, faced the golden sunrise, and prepared to go to the agreed assembly place.

Unexpectedly, just as he walked out of the room, four first-class apprentices wearing graystone badges ushered in front of him.

The four stood in front of Yihua, and the blond apprentice who was the leader said arrogantly:
"You are Yihua?"

At this time, Yi Hua, who was thinking about the next plan in his heart, frowned, and said with some doubts:
"You are?"

After all, Yi Hua also noticed the scarlet vertical pupils embroidered on several people's bodies, which was the symbol of Freemasonry.

The leading blond apprentice snorted coldly, and recited the words he had prepared:
"My name is Pierre, Master 'Bloody Hand' wants to see you. I know you are a first-class necromancer apprentice, but you are facing four top first-class apprentices now. Do you know what it means?"

Now, Yi Hua, who has enslaved the second-class undead skinner and is still a great knight, is no longer something that a few first-class apprentices can threaten.

Yi Hua ignored the other party's threats and said bluntly:
"I'm not free right now. Let's talk about something when I come back."

"That's a pity."

The blond apprentice Pierre shook his head, deeply regretting.

Yi Hua was in a hurry and didn't bother to pay attention to these apprentices of the Freemasonry. He passed the four of them and walked towards the distance.

The blond apprentice winked, and the hanging-eyed apprentice took out a dagger.

Boom!
With a flash of white light, the Life Armor popped out, and bounced off a dagger that stabbed Yihua's waist at some point.

Apprentice Diaoyan stabbed again subconsciously, but he didn't expect that the dagger fell into the sea like a mud cow, resisted by strong resistance, and couldn't penetrate even an inch in front of Yihua's body.

At this time, Yihua had already reacted, and turned to look at Apprentice Diaoyan, and the two of them stared wide-eyed.

boom!
Before the other party could react, Yi Hua kicked Apprentice Diaoyan several meters away.

At the same time, he drew out the cross sword at his waist, and slashed at the waist and abdomen of the leading blond apprentice.

Clang!
Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, a metallic shield popped out from the leader, the blond apprentice Peel.

Pierre, who was frightened and angry because of Yihua's sudden attack, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the shield blocked Yihua's sword.

Unexpectedly, before he could fight back in the future, the strength in Yi Hua's hands suddenly increased.

Whoa!

There was a sound of a broken mirror, and under the shocking gazes of several people, the sword edge passed through the shattered shield and slashed at the blond apprentice's chest and abdomen.

Accompanied by a "bang", the blond apprentice flew several meters in an instant, and smashed heavily on the bluestone road outside the house.

The blond apprentice who fell on the ground showed pain on his face, covering the cut wound on his waist, blood flowing through his fingers like a stream, dripping on the ground.

Hangyan apprentice endured the severe pain and got up hastily, exchanged glances with another thin apprentice, and quickly retreated to perform witchcraft.

The remaining burly apprentices also trained as a knight, at this time they drew their swords and rushed to Yihua, trying to buy time for several companions to perform witchcraft.

Unexpectedly, Yihua didn't intend to defend at all, and the burly apprentice slashed at Yihua's waist.

"Successful?"

The moment Zhuangshuo apprentice had this thought, a strong resistance came from Yihua, and the blade in the Zhuangshuo apprentice's hand could not penetrate an inch.

A faint light flashed on Yihua's body, and the life armor easily blocked the slash, and the energy loss caused was better than nothing.

"The strength has reached the limit of a formal knight. It was a bit difficult to change it before, but at this time, I am no longer comparable to before."

Feeling the life armor with almost no loss, Yi Hua commented casually.

Zhuangshuo's pupils shrank when he saw Yihua blocking the slash, and he was horrified.

But before he had time to retreat, the burly apprentice was sent flying by Yi Hua's sword, following in the footsteps of the blond apprentice.

The series of actions seemed to take a long time, but in fact it only took a few seconds.

Just as Yi Hua rushed towards the other two apprentices, the other two apprentices' witchcraft was also ready.

A long snake turned into a shadow shot at Yihua, and a crimson flame rose from under Yihua's body.

The two witchcrafts hit Yihua at the same time, and a cloud of black and red pungent smoke exploded, enveloping Yihua.

"Solved?"

The two apprentices didn't dare to be careless, and tried to perform witchcraft again to make up the knife.

Unexpectedly, the unscathed Yi Hua came out of the smoke like a stroll in the garden, and without giving the two apprentices a chance to escape, he stepped forward and slammed his swords twice, knocking the two apprentices to the ground.

As a result, there were only four Masonic apprentices lying on the ground, their bodies covered in mud, and their waists arched like shrimps.

Yi Hua snorted coldly, and issued an ultimatum to them:

"Hand over all the valuables on your body, or I will take off your clothes and take you for a walk in the market."

(End of this chapter)