Invincible Hero of Necromancer Chapter 1223: Loman 2

With the departure of the male necromancer, the tent became quiet for a while. Luoman's attention focused on the map in front of him again, but he heard the female necromancer teasing:

"Poor Anmore, he must have had a bad stomach. I told him not to eat meat belonging to a corpse witch, but he obviously didn't follow my advice."

Luoman shook his head and said nothing, but continued to look at the map in front of him.

Seeing that the relationship between the two is about to be cold again, the female necromancer asked: "If this battle ends smoothly and the necromancer wins the final victory, what are your plans?"

"Me?" With the fairly bright firelight, Loman looked at the female necromancer.

Under the black and red hood, there is a face full of defects. The left eye socket is covered with blue-purple blood vessels, and the skin below is wrinkled and inactive, but from the still delicate right face , it is not difficult to see what kind of appearance she once had.

Loman himself was not much better, the skin around his mouth was rotting away, and his terrifying teeth were constantly exposed to the air. The erosion traces of death energy deeply exist in them, which is the only way for all senior necromancers.

"I want to go to Diya, go to the best necromancer academy to study, and explore the way to become a lich. The harvest of this battle is enough to consume me for a long time. If it goes well, it won't be long before me. The final ritual...the Ritual of the Endless Night."

Becoming a real lich is the pursuit of every necromancer, and Loman's answer makes people unable to find any problems.

"Lich... If you want to become a lich, you don't have to rely on spell knowledge alone, you must have unique potential. I don't have such potential, and reaching this level is already my limit. "

"And what about you? You said that your life as a necromancer tires you and you want to find a place to live in seclusion. It's not a good choice to stay in Verning."

Luoman seemed to ask casually, but his eyes were always on the person beside him.

"I know..." Seeming to think of something, the female necromancer sighed, "I will stay in Eri, as you know, when the battle is over, the land that once belonged to Eri will be Captured by the Necromancers."

In the camp, there was a sudden strong wind, which caused the entire tent to sway, and the candlelight swayed, and it could be extinguished at any time.

Luoman couldn't take this into consideration. His eyes were always on the female necromancer in front of him.

As the words came out, she showed a smile of anticipation. The half of her face was intact. The smile was so bright, the kind of smile that should not belong to the necromancer, which deeply attracted Luoman's attention. Time, Lohman completely ignored the flaw of her half face.

"If possible, I would like to choose a dense forest that has not been eroded by necromancers in Eri, build my own pasture, and find a man from the past. I don't know my current body. have the ability to reproduce."

The smile on the face of the female necromancer has not disappeared. Suddenly, all the candles in the tent are extinguished at this moment.

In the darkness, with the sound of wood breaking, something slammed down.

Aware of the impending crisis, Luoman couldn't care less, and immediately teleported to the outside of the camp.

Luoman noticed that for some reason, the tent suddenly collapsed, and the torches that had been propped up in the entire camp were completely extinguished at this time, and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

"Is that you, Anmore? You destroyed the tent and left the entire camp in darkness? If it were you, you better be careful, because once I meet you, I will definitely show you the 'corpse' Witch's Heart is amazing!"

At the same time as the roar, Luoman ignited a flame in his hand, trying to illuminate the surrounding scene, but the darkness seemed to have some kind of magic power, which could swallow the emitted light and minimize the illumination range of the fireball.

In the deadly darkness, there was no response, only the whistling wind was laughing at Luoman in front of him.

"Aina, where are you? Get out of the collapsed tent. It looks like something bad is happening in the camp."

Unprecedented panic emerged from Luoman's heart. He knew that the more panicked he was at this time, the less able he was to solve the problem in front of him, but he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

It is not an easy task to overcome the instincts that belong to living things. It is easy to say that you have the blessing of will, but if you don't have a strong will, you will often be controlled by instinct.

Under the collapsed camp, there was no response. The instinctual fear made Lomanto's hand holding the fireball tremble slightly~IndoMTL.com~ The situation in front of him was beyond his expectations.

At this moment, there was a noise under the tent, and there were signs of a figure struggling. Luoman hurriedly approached, and through the light of the fireball, he discovered the black and red robe that belonged to Aina.

After discovering this, Luoman quickly stepped forward to help, and opened the heavy cloth that was pressed down, trying to free the body below, but his hand was suddenly caught by something cold.

"Aina?"

What exists under the black and red robe is not the Aina in Luoman's impression. Although there is no difference in the face, but from the cold touch on the hand and a familiar breath of death, Ai Na apparently had some sort of change.

Under Loman's gaze, the skin on the surface of Aina's body was accompanied by flesh and blood, like a melted wax figure, falling off her body, revealing the pale bones inside her body.

The dark sticky substance, along the hand originally belonging to Ina, stained with Loman's black robe, red light spots, surging from its hollow eye socket, there is no other choice, Loman Shoot the fireball in your hand and hit Aina's bones directly.

Intense flames exploded in front of Aina, and the skeleton body was instantly torn apart. Luoman only felt his body light up, but his arms were still tightly bound. Looking closely, there was a broken hand bone. Still holding his arm tightly.

I hurriedly tore apart the half-hand bone, and Luoman ignited a fireball again. He stared at the scene in front of him in shock. Rao was a necromancer like him, and this was the first time he had seen such a thing.

In the darkness, a burst of laughter suddenly came out, mercilessly mocking Luoman in front of him, which undoubtedly annoyed him.

Under Loman's order, the gathered corpse witch gave him some psychological comfort. He roared towards the surroundings: "Who is pretending to be a ghost in the dark, get out of here!"