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Chapter 605 Learn about Holy Sword Shura

"Senior means..."

Looking at Wang Zheng's unbelievably young face with an unusually relaxed expression that didn't seem fake, the necromancer asked cautiously, her voice trembling undisguisedly.

Wang Zheng nodded his head as a matter of course: "The vitality of the kung fu practiced by this seat is amazing, and the injury to the spine can naturally be healed easily."

Hearing the words, the necromancer became even more anxious and flustered: "But brother, his body has been like this for five years, and his body has already formed a memory. Grow into what it is now."

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows in surprise. The body forms memory, stimulates regrowth, and Western magicians are indeed research-oriented talents. These theories already overlap with the scientific theories of previous lives.

Of course, it's just some overlaps, after all, this is a fantasy world...

Similarly, from the necromancer's few words, Wang Zheng could tell that she probably worked hard to heal her brother.However, what was troublesome to her was not a problem to Wang Zheng.

I saw Wang Zheng waved his hand indifferently: "Is the spine itself useless? Then just change it. Speaking of which, if you focus on this seat, you should value the vigorous vitality of this seat's spine, right?"

The necromancer showed a smile that was uglier than crying. Facing the great master Wang Zheng, she didn't dare to hide anything, so she could only bite the bullet and continue:

"That's right, I have tried countless methods before this. After the simulation experiment, even the spine of the descendant of the gods could not be perfectly integrated into my brother's body, so this is why I am blind..."

Wang Zheng waved his hand and interrupted her: "The spines of dragons, phoenixes, angels, and demons should be fine, right? I believe that with your means, you should be able to smelt the huge spines into something between real spines and secret treasures." so that it can be transplanted to your brother."

dragon?Phoenix?Angel?demon?
She was stunned by the words that necromancers couldn't reach, and at the same time, there was a wry smile on her face: "These should be able to, and even change my brother's talent to a certain extent.

The spine of the giant dragon is enough to make the younger brother a half-human half-dragon dragon warrior, and the spine of the phoenix may allow the younger brother to become an existence that can be reborn from the ashes, let alone angels and demons.

It's just...it's just that those existences are simply not within the reach of a little girl. "

Wang Zheng nodded in agreement: "That's right, these should be enough to heal your brother's injuries. However, you said that your brother has outstanding talent in the way of the sword, and I have a better choice here."

"What choice?" Facing a fourth-tier grand master who could crush him to death at any time, the necromancer did not doubt that he was there, but instead looked at Wang Zheng full of hope.

However, Wang Zheng touched his chin, and looked at the ugly necromancer with a half-smile: "Don't ask what is the choice, you should answer me first, what conditions can you pay?"

The eager eyes of the necromancer instantly cooled down. From the imprint of self-denial that the man in front of him had planted on him, to the time he had talked to himself so much, the necromancer guessed that the man in front of him had something in mind.

However, besides the cultivation base of a strong person and the potential of a genius, what else can I have?
Knowing this in his heart, the necromancer's expression changed again and again, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "I can offer my loyalty and soul, but please don't embarrass my younger brother, senior."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he was not happy anymore, how could he not embarrass your brother?He is the Holy Sword Goat Saint Seiya that I have reserved!
Thinking of this, Wang Zheng stretched out a finger and shook it: "Your loyalty and soul are not comparable to this seat's secret treasure, so..."

Hearing this, the necromancer's expression turned cold instantly, and he looked straight at Wang Zheng: "Then senior, please leave... I will find a way to heal my brother myself."

Wang Zheng squinted his eyes: "If you dare to talk to me like that, are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"I'm afraid! Of course I'm afraid! But even if I die, I don't want my brother to be anyone's slave! He is a genius! He should have his own pride!"

The necromancer was very stubborn, but Wang Zheng rolled his eyes and shook his head: "Who said I want him to be my servant? This seat is just thinking of pity and wants to help.

If he is really a talented person, I may accept him as my third disciple.If he is a puddle of mud, then this seat will also vigorously cultivate you, and after those messy enmities are settled, serve this seat wholeheartedly. "

After a pause, Wang Zheng suddenly said in an inexplicable tone: "My friend, have you heard of the Saint Seiya? Let me know about the Holy Sword Shura?"

At this moment, the title of Saint Seiya is only spread in a small area, and has not shocked the entire Western Continent. Therefore, the necromancer who is busy with human experiments has never heard of the strange title of Saint Seiya, let alone understands Wang Zheng's inexplicable tone. what.

But this did not prevent her from judging Wang Zheng's words. Her eyes flickered, and she was still vigilant: "Is what senior said true?"

Wang Zheng nodded his head as a matter of course: "Of course it's true. If not, I'll solve all the problems if I put my heart on it, why do I need to talk nonsense with you?"

Wang Zheng's words undoubtedly dispelled the doubts about the necromancer's attire. After all, just like what Wang Zheng said, if he really lacks servants, the simplest and rude way to control people's hearts with the seal of equanimity is not worth it. Necromancers waste their tongues.

Although he didn't understand what Wang Zheng's purpose was, the necromancer also had his own judgment in mind.

After taking a deep look at Wang Zheng, she slowly lowered her head: "Lina has seen the master."

Wang Zheng shook his head helplessly: "Master, this name is too evil of capitalism, um... In order to show our close relationship, it is better to call me Director Wang or Teacher."

"Teacher?" Lina couldn't believe it.

Wang Zheng smiled slightly: "Of course, it's just the registered one. After all, I don't know magic."

Lina opened her mouth, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by Wang Zheng.Wang Zheng took out a golden pendant, threw a crab-shaped pendant to Lina, and pouted:
"Feel its soul and power. Although I don't know magic, this thing is more than [-] times more decent than your heretical method of transforming the soul into the soul of a banshee."

Lina lowered her head, looking at the pendant in her palm in a daze.

Could this be the legendary holy artifact?Still feel the soul and power in it?
(End of this chapter)