Pirates: The Black Earl

With his head down and clenched fists, Lowett's eyelids drooped, and his hair covered his gaze and looked obliquely towards Monka's back: "I really look forward to what kind of face you will look like when you discover the truth and regain your memory."

"You who have tasted the beauty and taste of power must be very interesting at that time."

The fist was loosened, and a gloomy ball of soul light appeared in the palm of the palm like a magic, and it kept flashing.

Lowett spread his five fingers and clasped his palms on his face, and took a deep breath.

hiss!

The soreness and tingling rushed all over his body instantly, causing Lowett to tremble all over.

For the Necromancer, Soul Eater is not only a technical job, but also an individual job. Without a strong soul at the bottom, that's how it ended up.

Hum!

His head was buzzing, and the messy memory fragments swarmed, and Lowett was skillfully controlled and quickly cleared it out.

Memory can affect personality and even distort cognition.

Therefore, although Necromancers can use the "soul devouring" method to directly swallow the soul fragments of others to deprive them of memory, more often they will only choose to "search for souls" to watch movies.

The volume of the soul light ball that had been discarded of impurities plummeted again, and the actual remaining soul energy was less than one-tenth of the original, but the purest harmless nourishment was left.

With Lowett's current soul condition, this is enough for him.

Put your fingers under the nose and take a deep breath to relieve the pain of the head. Lowett exhaled for a long time and turned to look at the forest behind the town.

"Ten days, it should be almost the end, right?"

The moon is scarce, and the black magpie flies south.

In the silent forest, a black shadow moved slowly. From time to time, the inexplicable whimpers of unknown animals sounded in the ears, and in conjunction with the darkness of the dark clouds, the picture penetrated the bones of the bone.

I don't know how long it took, and the black shadow stopped by an artificial fence. The bright moonlight in the sky just broke through the dark clouds at this moment, and sprinkled like a curtain to illuminate the gray tombstones in front of him.

This is the Cemetery in Shelz Town, just behind the 153 branch.

"The small town cemetery has a history of several decades, and it was expanded once halfway through. This half of the area belongs to the old generation, and almost no one worships."

With the map he wrote down during the day, Lowett tightened the black cloak tightly on his body, and looked at the other half with a face paler than the tombstone, which was obviously newer.

"Is there?"

The footsteps are rustling, walking alone in the gloomy cemetery under the moonlight, this scene is enough to make ordinary people stand upside down, but for the necromancer, it is really not exciting.

Do you feel shivered by the braised pork on the table?

Probably this is the psychology.

Coming to the tombstone in the newly built area, Lowett glanced at the cemetery caretaker's hut in the distance. Through the window, he could see that the old tomb guard was sitting on a wicker chair with a newspaper in his hand.

The dim light in the room was on, but he slept for a long time.

Confirming that there was no one around, Lowett leaned down and put his ear on the tombstone.

What can you hear in the cemetery at night?

Only Lowett himself knows the answer.

He held his breath and waited quietly

Suddenly, boom!

Only in the cemetery of the dead, there was a dull impact!

Through the tombstone transmission, Lowett heard clearly!

A smile appeared on his pale face, and Lowett's lips curled up and smiled lightly: "Good luck, a good start!"

Necromancer has three basics and five major branches, but it's okay to just remember the five major branches, because they are all classified after the development of distinct types from the three basics.

These five branches are summon magic, bone magic, flesh magic, soul magic, and curse magic.

Among them, there is a basic magic in the soul magic branch that is equivalent to the status of the "skeletal resurrection" of the summoning system. It is not the soul shock he used to the black cat pirate group Sam and Bouch, but

Forced to obey!

This trick was originally developed by the Necromancers when they went to some death Jedi expeditions to clean up the group of naturally raised undead creatures.

Some powerful undead rely on immortality, even if the Necromancer himself handles it, it feels very troublesome.

Later, it was improved by the necromancers of the soul genre and turned into a gadget with a very high upper limit and a very low lower limit.

The most significant change is that powerful wizards can use this magic to forcibly deprive other necromancers of control over the summoned creatures.

It is control, not elimination.

Unprecedented impact!

When this spell was improved, it coincided with the period of a thousand-year war in the necromantic academia, and the result was

The enemy quickly improved the summoning magic and strengthened the control of the summoned objects!

It's really gratifying, gratifying, gratifying.

So if the Necromancer is good at fighting, he is forced by his family.

But Lowett currently doesn't have such complicated ideas. He just wants to find some tools to help him work and conquer some artificial wild undead.

Obscure and low chants filled the empty and cold cemetery, and the sound of insects stopped quickly, as if some indescribable monster descended here, shocking everything.

The old man in the caretaker's hut felt a little itchy nose, so he rubbed his body and continued to fall asleep.

Woo

Suddenly, the surrounding air flow began to accelerate, blowing the corners of the clothes.

Lowett spread out his only right arm, chanting changed the rhythm, and began to become vigorous, but the strange thing was that the sound in the outside air did not become louder. Those syllables only rang in the soul.

Huh! Huh!

Suddenly, a black plume of smoke appeared with the sound of the wind, flying around him.

Then there are two, three

When dozens of black smoke appeared around him, Lowett's forehead dripped with sweat and his eyes were no longer so bright.

"It's almost there, even if you use energy-saving spells, this is nearly one-fifth of my limit conversion rate, which is perfect in the current state."