Something's wrong with my undead

Chapter 228 Necromancer Gray

"who are you?"

Hui Yue asked knowingly.

This is undoubtedly a necromancer.

And unlike Heine, this guy's undead servants are so evil that it makes people frown.

"You can call me Pale Hand, or Gray, or whatever."

Gray's eyes swept across the face of the elf boy and girl behind Hui Yue, and a hint of realization appeared in those slightly blue eyes.

"I see... you used these young people's trust in you to build a layer of protection to prevent their minds from being eroded by strange beasts. Such a genius idea... No wonder you can ignore the most powerful weapon of strange beasts..."

His voice sounded a little weak, and the last note was almost gone.

But every word he said hit everyone's heart heavily.

This is a manifestation that can only be achieved when one's mental strength reaches a certain level.

For some reason, Hui Yue suddenly thought of Heine.

If Heine coughed like this, the skeleton behind him would probably come up and slap him on the back immediately, right?

Although this scene had never happened, she always felt that with the weirdness and "intelligence" of these skeletons, they could do such a thing.

Gray was amused by these words, let out a weak laugh, and coughed hard several times.

After all, the other party can usually avoid the searches of the Elder Guards, so it is impossible that he does not have his own spies.

But before she could answer, an elf boy behind him stretched his neck and shouted:

A week ago, the Council of Elders did not hold a formal investiture ceremony as scheduled, but privately spread her "hero's name".

Hui Yue's eyes narrowed.

I didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying necromancer so close to Mourning Wood Valley...

"Are you wondering why I wasn't discovered by the soldiers of the Elder Guard? It's simple. If the world hadn't been in chaos, I wouldn't have appeared."

What do the Elder Guards do?

Did they never discover this guy?

Gray suddenly grinned and said:

Hui Yue turned back and glared at him, and the boy immediately shrank back.

Hui Yue shook his head: "I didn't think so. Thank you for your rescue, we are ready to leave. Please don't worry, I will not tell the Elder Guards about this matter."

"I mean no harm, Lady Sinelekes."

"Hehehe...ahem..."

"Haha... is the conferee of the Medal of Flowers a coward? Are you so eager to return to the Whispering Forest?"

"If the elder sister is cowardly, what are those suspicious people hiding in Mourning Wood City?"

The only thing that concerned her was why the other party recognized her...

Hui Yue was not surprised that the other party could reveal his identity.

At least level five...

Since this news has spread from Oak Square to the Naldoran Valley, it is not impossible that it is known by a reclusive necromancer.

Gray stopped coughing:

"I just don't want to watch the heroes of Mourning Wood City die. If we walk west for half a day, we will arrive at the former Raven Territory Magic Communication Station.

"It has become a paradise for strange beasts. Countless ravens with three eyes and two pairs of wings are searching for prey. It is impossible for you to pass through there."

Hui Yue thought as expected.

She is a psychic, and she has digested part of Quelkus's memory, and understands that the pollution is probably closely related to the magic network.

It's just that she had fantasies before.

"Why did you say this to me and then save me?" She asked: "With all due respect, I don't think you have any noble moral character."

"Because we are the same kind, right? If it was just a guess before, now I can confirm it."

Gray smiled: "Being able to speak so many words calmly with a necromancer, coupled with your ability to resist strange beasts, is enough to prove your identity as a necromancer... In this case, we are more or less the same kind."

"Sister-in-law and you are not the same kind!" A girl said angrily: "Stop trying to sow discord, you evil necromancer!"

Gray was not angry, but stared at her with interest:

"If she admits that I am right, will you leave her immediately and return to Mourning Wood City?"

Seeing him so straightforwardly provoking people's hearts, Hui Yue was not angry and even showed a smile.

Her smile made Gray murmur inwardly.

Soon, an elf boy interjected tepidly:

"Don't be so deliberate, Mr. Powerful Necromancer, there is something wrong with your words.

"First of all, psychics and necromancers are indeed the same kind, and the eldest sister is indeed a psychic. She has explained this herself. You assume that she lied to us, so you asked this ridiculous question.

"Secondly, there is no right or wrong with power itself. We should not hate a certain power, just like we should not be obsessed with it or become a complete convert. After all, we are facing independent individuals."

After he finished speaking, there were several cheers of approval from the crowd.

Although the voices of this group of children seemed immature, they were tightly united at this time.

Gray was stunned for a moment, and then smiled again after a while.

"You recruited a group of good talents, but the people in the Council of Elders misunderstood. It's unbelievable that they let you leave."

"Because I have no use value in their eyes, but it is different in the eyes of these children, and the same is true in reverse." After saying this with a smile, Hui Yue said seriously:

"Stop beating around the bush, Mr. Gray. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I do need your help with something. Of course, I am also helping yourselves."

Gray raised his hand and waved, and the fog behind him dissipated.

A deserted, run-down fishing village at a river bend was revealed.

"If you want to leave here and return to the Whispering Forest, come with me. There is only one safe way to go."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the village.

The undead servants also followed behind him.

——This aspect is no different from Heine.

Hui Yue couldn't help but think.

Necromancers carry undead souls with them wherever they go. Is it because of a sense of security?

"Sister, what should we do?" Lani asked nervously, pulling her arm.

"The only path left before us is cooperation."

Huiyue clapped her hand and looked back at the group of young people.

"Let's go."

……

Everyone entered the fishing village and passed through empty buildings. Even Lani, the most noisy member of the team, remained silent.

Gradually they caught up with Gray, and the necromancer began to speak.

Although he doesn’t know whether the story is true or not, judging from what he told, the experience of this “pale hand” can indeed be called “tortuous”.

In his early years, he was a tree shepherd of the Transfiguration School and a keen adventurer.

Later, he was injured by a monster and stayed in this fishing village in Dusk Bay, making a living by fishing.

He could turn into an otter after all.

Soon, he encountered a problem that all tree shepherds of the Transfiguration School would encounter:

The soul is infected with death.

But he didn't know that transformation was a necromancy spell, and thought that his long life was finally coming to an end.

At this time, he became nervous.

In fact, most elves are like this.

He was high-spirited when he was young, but fell into silence after gradually realizing his mediocrity.

Spending most of my life in a state of confusion, I burst out with new passions in my old age.

So, Gray, who had had enough life, deliberately sailed to dangerous places that he had never dared to set foot on before.

The turbulence and reefs there unsurprisingly shattered his boat.

But he turned into an otter and drifted with the current, and finally washed up on an island he had never been to.

He planned to end his life here, but when he dug his own grave, he dug out a box.

Inside are some research notes about the School of Transfiguration.

After reading it, he realized that he was a necromancer and not a tree shepherd from the school of transformation at all.

After a painful struggle, he decided to give up.

The necromancer is the necromancer, it is better to die than to live.

After all, if this thing hadn't lied to him, he would have died a long time ago.

So he lived carefully for more than ten years until the void disaster broke out.

Strange beasts invaded this fishing village, making the elves suspicious of each other until they fought and raised their butcher knives against each other.

Is there a better time for the Necromancer to take action?

No more.

Gray took over "all the stuff" in the village as a matter of course.

And eliminated those strange beasts that did not pose a threat to the Necromancer.

After hearing this, Hui Yue couldn't help but ask:

"Are the research notes you found signed?"

Gray gave a weird smile.

"Yes, his name is Sabelia, he is the 'Wind of the Jungle'."

(End of this chapter)