Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

Harvey manipulated the soul puppet and quickly followed the magic apprentice to leave the Hall of Truth, returned to the first floor of the Sky and Sky Domain through the teleportation array, leaving behind the confederation mages who were still talking in the hall.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the Magic Tower, a cry suddenly came from behind, which made him feel a thrust in his head.

After experiencing a cross-level battle with a high-level combat mage and enduring the impact of a completely indiscriminate super-level magic "information craze", Harvey only felt that the soul link established between himself and the puppet was shaky, and every time he was manipulating him It takes all your energy to take a step, and it seems that your steps are extremely staggering.

The back suddenly felt supported by a warm palm. The puppet turned his head slightly and found that the red-haired mage who spoke out to praise him in the duel was grinning at him, and there was the slender man with a gentle temperament behind him. .

They are the "Son of Fire" and Mr. "Faald"...

Harvey tried hard to control his facial expressions and struggled to squeeze out a smile. Before he could speak to them, Mr. "Son of Flame" pushed his back and urged in a low voice: "Don't talk, follow us!"

It was not until the Federation Magic Affairs Department that left the Sky Domain and returned to the ground that the two forum netizens seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, letting go of Harvey, who was being held in the middle, frowned and said, "If we guessed correctly, you Is it a secret method that stimulates the increase in magic energy? The side effects seem to be very big. Do you need to provide you with some recovery potion? "

Harvey felt warm and did not intend to explain his condition. He nodded and said softly, "Thank you for your concern. I can still persist. The potion is useless. What I need most is to rest alone..."

"Fa Dun" said with some self-deprecating self-deprecating: "Mr. Mirror and I are trying our best to send you opponent information in advance, which seems a bit unnecessary... Haha, a person who can easily use two creative techniques Research mages are not easily matched by those fighting mages with empty heads…”

"Son of Flame" felt that he was also affected by the map cannon. He grinned and was about to attack, but Harvey bowed slightly to caress his chest and said sincerely to them: "Including Mr. Mirror, you all treat me Help, I will never forget this favor. If you need help in the forum in the future, please just mention it..."

"Okay, this meeting was both unexpected and hasty. We didn't seem to be able to have a pleasant party and exchange in reality. The madmen in the warhead must treat you as thorns, and casters from other conservative factions within the Federation, I'm afraid it will also secretly add fuel to the fire. You must bring people with you immediately. Leave Alaya now, and don't delay for a moment!"

"Fa Dun" waved to his two close apprentices and told them to drive Harvey back to the hotel where the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was staying. He stood side by side with "Son of Flame" and said a simple farewell to Harvey.

"See you on the forum, Mr. Kelthuzad! Now we are going to return to the Hall of Truth and join the guys who are quarreling and delay some accidents for you..."

As soon as the puppet stepped into the hotel room and closed the door, it immediately collapsed to the ground as if it had been drained from its soul. Harvey, who was originally sitting on the sofa, immediately opened his eyes and stood up, and greeted those who were guarding the door and the window. Wayne and Tommy urged, “Come on it and we’ll leave immediately!”

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The gorgeous and exquisite carriage drove quickly on the spacious hardened dirt road. Since it was midsummer, the sun was very vicious in the afternoon, and there were few passengers walking on the road, and there were only the sound of birds singing from the shade of trees around.

After Harvey entered Alaya, completed the magic duel and returned, and finally left the magic capital, less than five hours later, the majestic city behind him was getting farther and farther away from them.

Suddenly, Harvey, who was sitting in the car, felt a bit coldness appearing out of thin air on his wrist, and at the same time, a strong danger warning was emitted in his heart.

It is a malicious perception actively stimulated by "Silver Moon Guardian"!

Without any hesitation, Harvey suddenly crashed into the carriage door and rolled out, and warned loudly to the two blood warriors driving: "Escape from the carriage, there will be an enemy attack!"

Wayne and Tommy, who were connected to his blood, reacted very quickly. They rushed to both sides almost the moment he spoke, and rolled directly to the side of the road.

A twisted figure suddenly appeared in the air, and fell from the sky with a strong cold atmosphere, smashing hard on the luxurious carriage that Harvey was riding in, quickly freezing the entire carriage and the horses.

"Oh? You can actually predict the danger and avoid it. Someone in Alaye warned you in advance?" The thick black distorted figure in the air made an old and hoarse voice, as unpleasant as phlegm in his throat.

A high-level elemental mage! And he is also an ice caster who is very good at controlling.

Harvey, who rolled out of the carriage and fell to the ground, had no time to care about anything else, and his body instantly divided into an equally distorted mirror phantom. As soon as the phantom appeared, he immediately began to recite the profound and obscure spell, almost only using it. The spell was completed in three seconds.

Three-ring instant creative magic - mirror curse.

The dark curse mirror suddenly exploded on the spot, and countless black silk threads that seemed to have life broke away from the control of the phantom and rushed directly to the attackers in the air.

An ice-shell-like crystal shield immediately appeared around the attacker's body, and no matter how the black silk threads with the power of curses swam, they could not touch his body.

"How many creative spells have you learned? Are you really a descendant of Lord Sarath's family?"

The elemental mage floating in the air asked again in confusion, as if he didn't take Harvey's curse spell seriously at all.

But he miscalculated the main target of the attack.

Tommy, who rolled down the road slope, quickly took off the gun bag on his back, half squatted and stood up, holding the magic gun in his hand horizontally, took a deep breath, and quickly guided the abundant blood power in his body, which gathered wildly from his strong beating heart to his eyes. The originally dark pupils were all dyed with a layer of brilliant silver-white.

No mistake, one song, one post, one content, one book, one bar!

After a strange sound, the crystal ice shield wrapped around the attacker trembled violently. Before he could react, another energy beam hit the shield.

With a light sound of "crack", the ice shield shattered into pieces in an instant. The attacker opened his eyes in disbelief and quickly rose to distance himself from the ground. At the same time, a violent snowstorm rolled up outside his body, hiding himself in it and making it difficult to detect his tracks.

Tommy's blood talent is "weakness insight", which is the ability to lock the weakness of the target within sight and assist long-range weapons to deliver a fatal blow, but under such a violent snowstorm, he couldn't see the enemy hiding in it at all. No matter how frantically he urged the blood energy in his body, his eyes still couldn't lock the target.

Wayne ran to Harvey with a gun in hand, pulled Harvey up and pushed him forward, shouting, "My lord, run away. Tommy and I will stop him!"

After that, he pointed his gun at the huge ice and snow tornado and fired two shots randomly. He turned his head and shouted again, glaring, "My lord! Run, run to Alayye!"

Harvey also knew that he couldn't be fussy at the moment. He didn't bother to check the puppet clone frozen in the carriage. He immediately turned his head and ran towards Alayye.

Just after running more than ten meters away, he heard a violent roar and a sound of breaking through the air.

A familiar rough voice came from far away and resounded in the sky.

"Fuck your grandma! I knew you guys, a bunch of petty shits, wouldn't let me go, ugh!"

It was the high-level fire mage, Phil Holden, who was code-named "Son of Fire" on the forum, who came!