I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 64
"You guys, search for me and take out all the witch crystals on him!"

After receiving the order from the brown-haired youth, several first-class apprentices around rushed forward and took out the only 3 witch crystals left on the red-haired youth.

At this moment, the red-haired boy felt cold in his heart, recalling the experience during this period.

He was originally an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He accidentally detected the qualifications of a wizard and joined the academy.

He has a third-class affinity, and it stands to reason that he should have been promoted to the second class long ago.

However, out of pity, he often helped orphans in nearby mortal gathering places, and was frequently levied "mutual aid fees" by the Freemasonry, which slowed down the progress of meditation.

A few days ago, he was finally promoted to the second class, and the Freemasonry gave him an olive branch.

But because of the Freemasonry's forced recruitment of Wu Jing, he has accumulated hatred for a long time, so how could he agree to join the Freemasonry?
I thought that with the strength of his second-class apprentice, the Freemasonry would have some fear and stop harassing him.

Unexpectedly, the Freemasonry would not let it go, and even sent a second-class apprentice to block him in an alley and beat him up, and even blackmailed more Wu Jing!
Facing him who has already learned it, has just been promoted, and has not learned second-class witchcraft, he has no strength to fight back.

At this moment, he recalled the faces of those children who had been helped by him. If he lost his help, how would those children survive?

He wanted to stand up and continue to resist, but due to his serious injury, he had already lost the strength to stand up.

Just as the brown-haired apprentice took Wu Jing, the calm voice of a gray-haired boy reached the ears of several people.

"Return his witch crystal."

It was Yi Hua who came. He glanced at the scarlet vertical pupil badges on the chests of several apprentices, pulled out the cross sword at his waist, and walked towards several Masonic apprentices without haste.

"The style of your Freemasons really hasn't changed for thousands of years."

Looking at the gray stone badge on Yihua's chest, the brown-haired second-class apprentice showed a look of disdain, and ordered several subordinates:

"A mere first-class apprentice wants to be a hero? You guys, show him some color!"

Before he finished speaking, Yi Hua suddenly burst out with a terrifying speed of the level of a great knight, spanning a distance of nearly 20 meters in an instant, and smashed his sword at several first-class apprentices standing in the front.

At this time, several apprentices of the Freemasonry had not had time to release their witchcraft in the future, and they were at a loss when they saw Yi Hua approaching in an instant.

Yi Hua didn't give them any time to hesitate, and knocked several apprentices into the air with his sword.

There was a popping bean-like sound from the defensive witchcraft on several first-class apprentices.

They were broken one after another without any defensive effect, and several first-class apprentices slammed heavily on the walls on both sides, unable to get up due to the pain for a while.

The brown-haired second-class apprentice was terrified, and hurriedly backed away trying to gain time to cast the spell, but because of a wrong judgment, Yi Hua caught up before he could run a few steps.

Yi Hua smashed the brown-haired apprentice's head with a sword, and the cross sword collided with the brown-haired apprentice's defensive witchcraft, and there was a loud sound immediately.

Clang!
Like ringing a bell, the dizzying muffled sound spread through the alley.

Although the sound did not really cause any harm to the brown-haired apprentice, the witchcraft he released was unfortunately disturbed, and the dizziness from the backlash of the witchcraft immediately made him faint.

Seeing such a dramatic scene before him, Yi Hua was a little speechless.

Today's Yihua does not have second-class offensive witchcraft. If he does not summon second-class undead, he can only rely on the physical strength of a great knight.

Even when the distance is shortened, without using life burst, it will still take a lot of effort to deal with a second-class apprentice.

Just relying on the opponent's defensive witchcraft, Yi Hua had to slash at least four or five times to break through.

Afterwards, relying on the great knight's subtle manipulation of life energy, Yihua quietly injected his own life energy into the bodies of several comatose Masonic apprentices through contact.

Although life energy is beneficial and harmless to oneself, it can cause damage to the body of others under intentional manipulation.

The principle is somewhat similar to rejection.

After these masonic apprentices wake up and leave, they may not notice anything for a short time, but their limbs and skeletons have already been damaged by the life energy from Yihua, and their organs have been severely damaged.

In just a few days, the physical condition of these apprentices will gradually deteriorate, ranging from a serious illness to death from organ failure.

With his supernatural ability, Yi Hua had already seen the dark gray sinful aura surrounding these Masonic apprentices.

For such sinful people, especially those from the Freemasonry, Yi Hua will naturally not spare them lightly.

If it weren't for the wizard tower of the college to monitor the soul fluctuations of the apprentices in the college to judge life and death, Yi Hua would have killed them on the spot.

After doing all this, Yihua found 8 witch crystals on these Masonic apprentices, including 3 that were snatched from the red-haired boy.

These witch crystals are just a day's income for Yi Hua today.

Yi Hua didn't take these witch crystals into his bag, but turned around and gave all the harvested witch crystals to the other party.

"It's all yours."

The red-haired apprentice leaning against the corner took the 8 witch crystals in a daze, feeling like a dream.

Yihua originally wanted to use second-class light therapy, but out of curiosity about the effect of third-class holy light, he had a thought.

A moment later, a head-sized, golden light cluster that exudes a strong sacred aura and shines like the sun emerged in Yi Hua's hands.

He pressed the ball of light on the red-haired boy without hesitation.

Feeling the bursts of warmth and coolness, the wounds and bruises on the red-haired boy's body quickly healed and faded away.

After the light group disappeared, Yi Hua extended a helping hand to the boy on the ground.

"Can you still move? Let me help you up."

Hearing Yi Hua's words, the young man glanced at his restored body, not knowing what kind of force he had been affected by, his expression was a little dazed.

At this moment, in the eyes of the boy, the gray-haired boy in front of him seemed to have a filter added.

He exudes golden light all over his body, showing a selfless and fraternal smile, holy and majestic like an angel.

The red-haired boy couldn't help but have the urge to follow the other party and serve him.

Similarly, in Yi Hua's eyes, the red-haired boy on the ground was also shrouded in a thick white halo.

Feeling that just helping the other party has gained nearly two points of merit, the smile on Yi Hua's face became more sincere.

The red-haired boy who came back to his senses said gratefully:
"Thank you for saving me, my name is Gabriel, may I ask who you are?"

"My name is Yihua, I am the vice president of the Illuminati branch, and I am also the mortal enemy of the Freemasonry."

"Brother Yihua, you are my savior! I am willing to serve you unconditionally in the future! I can't take these witch crystals!"

Tears welled up in Gabriel's eyes, his whole body was shaking with excitement, and his face was flushed with qi and blood.

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the three witch crystals in his hand into Yi Hua's hand.

"Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this painting style?"

(End of this chapter)