Lord of the Undead: Age of Scourge

Wang Ye dared to pat his chest to assure that every word spoken by the black-robed mentor on the stage was true.

It's just that this black-robed mentor's words didn't say everything, only half of it.

Glancing at these cheering newcomer apprentices beside him, Wang Ye silently prayed for them in his heart, praying that they were all "waste firewood" and would never become necromancers.

When he was a player before, Wang Ye actually didn't feel much about the Dry Bone Tower's practice of taking new apprentices as "people", and the mutual bite between NPCs had little to do with a high-ranking player like him.

But at this time, he did not have the "exit button" and could not leave the game world, he immediately experienced the difficulty of a newcomer's apprentice and the hatefulness of the Tower of Dry Bones.

So he unswervingly chose to stand with a group of new apprentices to resist the evil Tower of Dry Bones.

After the black-robed instructor impassionedly poured a bunch of chicken blood on the new apprentices, he resumed the lecture, and it was not until noon that the end of the class was announced.

It can be seen that he is in a very good mood today.

On the contrary, Wang Ye's mood at this time was not very beautiful.

As soon as the black-robed instructor left the classroom, Wang Ye was surrounded by a group of new apprentices.

Just when Wang Ye naively thought that these rookie apprentices had come to congratulate him and curry favor with him in order to gain his experience as a necromancer, the first rookie apprentice who was tall and burly said something that made him stupid on the spot.

"Wang Ye, you should pay the protection fee this month, right?"

Wang Ye sat on the chair dumbfounded, with an incredulous look on his face, falling into deep self-doubt.

What is the situation?

Collect protection fees?

Did I make a mistake?

I'm a necromancer now!!

Even if it is a level 1 necromancer apprentice, it is a real necromancer!

A group of novice apprentices who are nothing but collect protection fees from me, an honorable necromancer?

Did you go out with your brains?

Or have your brains become soul fires of the undead?

"Wang Ye, don't play the fool, hurry up and pay this month's protection fee! Otherwise, you will feel better! Seeing Wang Ye's stupid look, the burly newcomer apprentice led by him reached out and pushed Wang Ye's shoulder, and said with an impatient expression.

Wang Ye looked up at the other party's hand pushing and shoving him, and then at the other new apprentices who surrounded him, and then asked weakly: "I am now a necromancer, aren't you afraid of offending me by doing this?" "

Poofhahaha..." As

soon as Wang Ye's voice fell, the group of newcomer apprentices suddenly let out endless laughter.

"Shouldn't he think that a level 1 necromancer apprentice is also worthy of being called a necromancer?"

"That is, a waste who just became a mage's apprentice by chance, who has not even learned the simplest undead spell, and who does not obediently become a grandson to pass the safe period, dares to shout here?"

"Hee hee, the mage master who has not yet mastered the skills of a mage is not allowed to fight with us delicate primary apprentices, playing flesh and flesh..." The

burly newcomer apprentice led by him patted Wang Ye's shoulder heavily, and said threateningly: "Wang Ye, give us that intermediate spirit strengthening potion, everyone can still be friends, otherwise, we can only be unable to deal with you..."

Listening to the ridicule of the new apprentices around, Wang Ye smiled and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

He has always seen the world from the perspective of a player, not from the perspective of a rookie apprentice.

In his opinion, as long as he becomes a necromancer, he can automatically master several initial skills.

This is something that should be taken for granted.

But for these new apprentices, all the skills have to be learned by themselves, and they all have to learn hard with a symbol and a gesture.

And newcomer apprentices like them, who have just joined the Tower of Dry Bones for less than a month, are still in the stage of learning meditation methods and sensing undead magic factors, and there is no opportunity to connect with the knowledge of touch magic skills, let alone master one or two undead magic skills.

For any mage, spiritual attributes are the most valued attribute.

The level of spiritual attributes not only determines the speed at which they sense magic factors and learn meditation, but also affects the quality and quantity of mana after becoming a necromancer, and even the upper limit of future growth.

The value of an intermediate spiritual strengthening potion was enough for these newcomer apprentices to take risks and choose to be his enemy.

After all, a necromancer apprentice who has just taken up his post and has not yet mastered any necromancy skills really does not have much deterrent power.

After seeing the bright smile on Wang Ye's face, the surrounding group of newcomer apprentices were a little confused, unable to figure out what medicine was sold in Wang Ye's gourd.

However, no one chose to back down at this time.

Instead of flinching, they took a few steps forward, contracted the encirclement, and began to rub their fists.

"Wang Ye, give a quick word! That intermediate spirit strengthening potion, do you hand it over or not?

Wang Ye carefully looked at the newcomer apprentices around him, lightly tapped the armrest of the seat, and grinned and chuckled: "I would like to hand it over, but there are so many of you here, who should I hand it over?" Leave it to you? Or give it to him? Or give it to her?

Just when the group of newcomer apprentices was about to make a commotion, the burly newcomer apprentices led by him suddenly burst into laughter, pinched Wang Ye's shoulders, and roared: "Boy, I see that you are living impatiently, and you dare to sow discord?!"

Wang Ye spread his hands innocently, "I didn't sow discord!" But the problem is that there is really only one intermediate mental strengthening potion! There are so many of you, it's really not enough to score!

"Don't mess around, although there is only one intermediate spiritual strengthening potion, we can replace it with a primary spiritual strengthening potion!" One intermediate mental strengthening potion is enough to exchange for fifteen primary spiritual strengthening potions! A somewhat charming female voice came out of the crowd, causing the commotion of the rookie apprentices to quiet down.

One copy really can't be divided, but fifteen copies, the probability of getting it yourself can be much higher...

"I think we still sold that mid-grade spirit strengthening potion directly, exchanged it for money, and everyone divided it equally." A certain smart man, who did not want to be named, loudly proposed in the crowd.

"You shut up for me!" The burly newcomer apprentice turned his head and roared angrily in the direction where the big clever was.

He looked around and slowly frowned.

There are indeed a lot of people who share this benefit, not to mention that there are nearly forty people around here, and the value of a medium-grade spirit strengthening potion, if it is distributed to forty people, it really won't play much role.

He hesitated slightly, then cocked his foot and fiercely shouted at the rookie apprentices on the periphery: "Let me get out of the way to see the excitement!" It's none of you here!

"By what? Can you still beat so many of us here?

"Who said that? You repeat it to me? The

burly newcomer apprentice roared angrily and rushed towards the direction where the voice came from just now, and after casually grabbing a skinny newcomer apprentice, he raised his casserole-sized fist and greeted the other party in the face...

Seeing this, the other new apprentices quickly formed small groups and scuffled with each other...