Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Vaughn ran at high speed in the dense primitive forest full of natural obstacles with his long legs.

After activating his bloodline talent, the long-distance marching and training that he used to find painful and unbearable was now as easy as a leisurely walk after dinner.

There was a burst of hurried footsteps behind him, and he knew without looking back that Dave and Wayne were desperately chasing him.

When he looked up slightly, he saw a wide mountain stream not far away blocking their route. Vaughn took a deep breath, let his chest swell up, and used his feet to jump several meters high, grabbing the thick vines hanging on the huge trees above his head.

He twisted his waist strangely in the air, and kicked the tree trunk in a completely unreasonable posture. With the rebound force, he swung across the mountain stream and fell into the bushes on the opposite side.

"Damn it! He ran away again!" Dave braked suddenly, stopped running at the edge of the mountain stream, and cursed loudly as he watched the rustling noises in the bushes on the opposite side gradually fade away.

This is the "simulated pursuit training" they have to do once a week.

A total of 30 bloodline warriors who have completed the awakening of their talents will be divided into two teams. As "hunters" and "prey", they will start a hunting game of chasing each other in the vast primeval forests around the pioneer territory.

This is the actual combat training plan that Lord Harvey personally prepared for these extraordinary soldiers. Except for not being able to use lethal magic guns and sharp blades as weapons, everyone can use the special abilities brought by their bloodline talents to their heart's content and use all means to complete the target task of escaping or chasing.

The bloodline warriors with the identity of "prey" set out half a day earlier than the hunters. They tacitly chose to hide and flee separately, rather than act in groups, so as to maximize the distraction of the hunters' attention and consume their hunting time.

Vaughn was always chosen as a hunting target first - because his innate ability was absolutely lethal, he was forbidden to use it during training, and could only rely on the improvement of various physical functions brought by his bloodline talent to cope with it.

Orcs have lived in the vast forests of the northern wilderness since childhood, and are born excellent hunters. Therefore, even if he was forbidden to use his innate ability, Vaughn still used his rich experience and flexible mind to repeatedly avoid the hunting team led by Dave and Wayne.

Vaughn listened to the roars of his close comrades from the other side of the mountain stream behind him, and couldn't help laughing. Two days of the three-day actual combat training had passed. As long as he was not surrounded by them, he would be perfect after tonight.

Next, he needed to find a natural shelter that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, survive the night with a huge temperature difference between day and night, and then wait for sunrise to return to the territory.

Vaughn jumped onto the crown of a tall tree and reconfirmed his current location. He found that the pursuit that took a whole night had inadvertently forced him to a col far away from the territory. Looking southeast, he could already see the edge of the Green Water Swamp.

It seemed that he had to set off early in the second half of the night, otherwise he might not be able to catch the gathering tomorrow afternoon due to such a long journey, and would also miss a luxurious and nutritious meal specially provided for blood warriors in the military camp.

Recalling the crispy fried pork chop, the orc swallowed his saliva with a gulp, and climbed down from the tree canopy in a flash, thinking about whether to catch two fat rabbits for dinner.

According to the requirements of the actual combat exercise, in addition to the tasks of hunting and evading, they also need to learn the skills of surviving in the primitive jungle with bare hands - making weapons, identifying natural medicines, building temporary shelters, obtaining food, practicing the application of bloodline abilities...

Vaughn pulled off the vine-supported throwing rope from his waist, picked up a few pebbles of suitable size, and prepared to hunt in the area near the swamp under the col, where the vision is wider and it is easy to find small wild animals hiding in the bushes and grass.

"If I can bring the special equipment that Lord Harvey gave me, why do I need to hide so much? Dave and the others are not enough to fill my teeth..." Vaughn muttered a few words in a low voice and slowly moved towards the swamp.

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A group of plump pheasants poked their heads out of the bushes, cackling as they gathered at the edge of the swamp to eat wild fruits. The Green Water Swamp grew a lot of delicious mushrooms and fresh wild fruits, which were not only loved by wild beasts, but also willing to come to collect them with great difficulty. The fresh ingredients everywhere always made them return with a full load.

Vaughn lay on a meadow more than ten meters away, using the dense weeds to cover his body and trying to adjust his breathing frequency. He only needed to wait for the group of pheasants to get closer, and the stone on the lasso could be used.

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the depths of the swamp. Vaughn, who was about to get up and throw a stone, was startled and lay back on the ground, squinting his eyes and looking towards the swamp.

"What's the noise? Are there more residents of the territory secretly coming here to collect food? Didn't the Lord strictly order that no one is allowed to approach the swamp during this period?" Vaughn knew that there were always some people who were reluctant to give up the delicious food in the swamp. Because they were greedy or wanted to earn some money from selling game, they were willing to take the risk and sneak here at night.

But the noise was getting louder and louder, and it was completely unlike what an ordinary person could make, so he didn't dare to show up and act rashly.

The pheasants were frightened and flapped their wings to fly to the treetops, making warning sounds.

The next second, a group of huge beasts, as big as camels in the wilderness, rushed out of the swamp with heavy breaths and roars. Their huge limbs stomped on the ground, causing tremors. The rumbling sound shook the surrounding birds and beasts to flee frantically.

Vaughn looked up slightly and was immediately horrified to find that on the backs of those beasts, there were tall and strong strange men with deep red skin.

These strange men talked to each other in a strange and difficult foreign language. Vaughn couldn't understand a word, but when he saw that they were covered with natural scales and reflected strange patterns in the sunlight, Vaughn knew that these strange men were the demons mentioned by Lord Harvey and Mr. Asdalen!

The demons actually invaded the Green Water Swamp, which was less than three days' march away from the territory, silently!

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Did they really set up a camp at that natural mineral vein? Why didn't the sentinels of the defense army who were responsible for monitoring their movements discover them in advance?

Vaughn estimated that there were about a dozen demon soldiers riding giant beasts, but he remembered what Mr. Asdalen repeatedly emphasized to them in the theory class - when encountering demon soldiers riding monsters alone, never take the initiative to attack.

Moreover, he did not have his greatest force in his hand - the magic gun. With only his bloodline talent to strengthen his body, he could not confront more than a dozen demon cavalrymen who were more than two meters tall and carrying monsters.

This team of demon cavalrymen almost brushed past the meadow where Vaughn was hiding, making Vaughn's heartbeat completely uncontrollable due to nervousness, and he felt that every second was like a year.

He slowly supported the ground with both hands and gently rubbed back, trying to bury his body lower in the grass, but unfortunately pressed a dead branch under him and made a slight cracking sound.

A demon soldier running at the end of the team immediately turned his head alertly and looked in his direction.

Vaughn subconsciously looked up and met the soldier's bloodshot eyes.

Oh no! I've been discovered!