Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

In fact, as early as when the "astrologer" continued to send messages, describing the crisis in detail and praying for specific help, Harvey had already used his condensed mental power in the magic net to tentatively contact the twisted fusion magic pattern.

The moment Harvey touched the bloody flesh buds with his mental tentacles, they disappeared and shrank back to their respective incomplete magic patterns, just like ice and snow encountering a red-hot iron.

Harvey was delighted. It seemed that by eliminating all these bloody flesh buds in this way, the two incomplete magic patterns could be completely separated. In terms of the difficulty of operation, it was as simple as a gardener using scissors to trim landscape plants.

But the problem is that no matter whether it is a spellcaster or a church priest, it is impossible to survive in reality and maintain a normal state just by relying on incomplete magic patterns and soul projections.

The magic pattern and soul projection are the soul reflections formed by the spellcaster's own mental power in the magic net space. If even the soul and thinking are incomplete, the physical body naturally cannot rest easy.

This... or rather these two, the high-level spellcaster and the priest of the church who are entangled and fused together, should be on the verge of collapse in reality, and it is difficult for their mental thinking to remain normal.

If Harvey were to encounter such a strange and miserable situation when wandering in the magic network by chance, he would most likely leave a sentence "It can't be cured, there is no hope, wait for death!", but after all, it was the forum members who took the initiative to ask for help, not to mention the price they were willing to pay for it later, just to maintain his powerful and mysterious online image, Harvey must try to help.

Since the owner of the incomplete soul is a priest of the Glorious Church, Harvey is naturally too lazy to care about it. Since there is no hope, why not try to use the remaining half of his projection to make up for the incomplete part of the magic pattern of this spellcaster.

[Observer Neumann: I can try to strip away the chaotic magic power in your teacher's body, but there is no guarantee that he can return to his original state. If I fail, I will immediately erase this twisted creation. Can you accept it? 】

Melissa relayed Harvey's message to two close friends who were casting spells to maintain the magic circle.

Jin and Benoit looked at each other and gritted their teeth and said, "Promise Mr. Observer! We have no other choice. Compared with this nearly failed ritual, Mr. Neumann's help will increase the hope of saving the teacher a hundred times!"

After getting the other party's approval, Harvey manipulated his mental tentacles to quickly melt and cut off the twisted flesh buds on the magic pattern and the soul, and soon cleaned up the part where the two soul projections were blended and bridged.

At this moment, as long as he slightly guided his mental power and impacted the crack where the two connected, he might be able to instantly separate the two projection emblems, but the consequence would be that the caster in reality would die immediately.

So Harvey boldly used a method he had prepared in advance-controlling his own magic pattern, directly pounced on them, and quickly swallowed them into his mutated mental anchor.

...

Standing on the familiar gray-black beach in the Anchor of the Spirit, Harvey looked at the deformed conjoined twins in front of him, and a chill rose in his heart for no reason.

It was too weird and disgusting...it could no longer be called human.

Although each still had two arms and legs, the head and face were strangely fused together, appearing abnormally swollen and deformed, and seemed to be shaky under the support of the thin neck.

The limbs were also extremely twisted and thin, and it was difficult for him to maintain an upright walk, so he could only lie on the ground and keep squirming.

"It seems that there is a serious mutual repulsion between magic and divine arts. No wonder no one has successfully tried to perfectly integrate the two for thousands of years...Of course, this is also a taboo among taboos, and it is not allowed in both factions."

The mental fluctuations emitted by the conjoined twins allowed Harvey to clearly distinguish the identities of the two. The half with a significantly weaker form should be the church priest. It seems that he was forced into this miserable state.

Perhaps he was captured to participate in the spellcaster's crazy experiment, or perhaps he was defeated in a fight, but before he died, he used secret magic to fight back, praying to die with the spellcaster.

Harvey was thinking about the whole story while slowly approaching the deformed conjoined twins. The strange bloody holes on the chest and abdomen, whose source had not been figured out until now, immediately appeared from the body, and even faintly sent Harvey a signal of desire and extreme hunger.

The largest bloody hole in the abdomen reacted quickly when Harvey approached the deformed limbs belonging to the church priest, suddenly ejected and bit it hard. More bloody holes of different sizes appeared on Harvey's body in an instant, ejected one after another, and began to divide the bloody and terrifying food.

Soon, the limbs belonging to the priest were devoured by a small part, leaving only the pitiful chest, waist, abdomen, one arm and one leg, still hanging precariously next to the body of the spellcaster, and even the head was bitten off by half by the bloody hole that Harvey manifested.

The body of the spellcaster clearly still had some consciousness left, and it let out a sharp roar. Its cloudy, dim eyes showed extreme fear, and it squirmed repeatedly, trying to escape.

Harvey immediately stopped swallowing, and stood a little further away to observe.

As he expected, after breaking the physical balance of this conjoined baby, the more robust caster part began to quickly absorb the incomplete priest part and quickly bridged the deformities and distortions of his own limbs.

Harvey immediately activated his tremendous mental power, rolled up the caster's projection and left the spiritual anchor, and returned to the magic net space.

The magic pattern that originally shattered and blended with the two halves is no longer as dim as it was at the beginning, but begins to surge out magical fluctuations, slowly rotate and begin to repair itself.

"I am a high-level spellcaster. Even if I reach such a crisis, I still have a way to save myself..."

Of course, this also depends on Harvey adding a piece of his own chip to the caster's life balance in this evenly-matched mutual devouring, or the type weighing 800 kilograms.

...

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

In the real world, Melissa and the other two suddenly found that Teacher Duncan, who was lying in the center of the ritual magic circle, was twisted strangely. Then, the appearance and skin, which were originally deformed, quickly cracked and turned into flying. The ash scattered, revealing that although it was pale and bloodless, it was obviously part of human skin.

The huge body also quickly released streams of black pus emitting rich and rotten odor from under his body, flowing all over the ground along the lines drawn by the ritual array.

Soon the twisted monster, which was accidentally frozen and deformed, was dissolved, leaving only a pale and naked elderly man lying in the middle of the magic circle, and fell into a deep sleep with his eyes closed.

Benoit immediately took off his mage robe, rushed forward and covered the teacher's body, lowered his head to observe his condition, turned his head and smiled bitterly, "The limbs were severely twisted and atrophy, and the teacher's hands and feet may not be able to save..."

Kim and Melissa also followed him and knelt on one knee, showing a relieved expression, "It doesn't matter, as long as the teacher can survive, it is completely acceptable. Benoit, you will be responsible for disposing the potion in the future. The teacher wakes up as soon as possible and recovers... I heard that there will be an alchemy prosthetic transplant surgery, and I don't know if you have any channels..."

Benoit immediately interrupted Jin's beautiful imagination, "Don't expect the secret meeting, that's an immature technique at all. All those who have undergone transplant surgery have had severe physical rejection reactions, and the teacher can't stand it now. Such torture and tossing…”

Jin and others were discussing fiercely, and suddenly, a vast and majestic spiritual power surged from their respective magic patterns. An illusory and layered voice resounded in their minds almost at the same time. .

"It seems that the rescue plan is successful, haha, everyone... don't forget to pay the due price, good night!"

The three of them fell on the ground with pale faces and looked at each other, and no one spoke for a moment.