Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Speech Spirit System

Chapter 163 The Dragon Slaying Necromancer

Noah nodded: "Actually, what I wanted to say just now, I didn't expect you, Moya, to have noticed the elemental fluctuations. In fact, I was also guessing before that it might be the place where the god Yabu cast the forbidden spell. .”

Bishop Weilai looked at Moya, who was on the side, and was a little shocked. When did this person use his mental power to feel the elements in the air before they were aware of it?
And she said earlier that she used magic to check the surrounding waters. Could it be that she is actually a hidden spiritual magician?
It has been hundreds of years since the Sita Continent has produced a magician of the spiritual department. If this necromancer is really a dual-system magician, then no matter in any country, she will receive honorable treatment, even if she is also an undead mage. The status of a mage, this honor will not disappear, and even the Church of Light cannot make the ultimate judgment on her.

If this is true... Bishop Vilay is already considering whether to establish a friendly foundation with this dual-line magician in advance...

Just as Bishop Weilai was thinking to himself, Moya had already stood up, and her magic robe was half dried. She looked down at the young swordsman, and her dark and soft eyes seemed to be filled with light: "Noah , now can you take us to see the place you mentioned?"

Of course Noah didn't refuse, because he knew that all the girl in front of her was doing to come to Cro Island, find the heart of the dragon, and then slay the dragon.

When Noah brought them to the place he had just been to, everything in front of him was as amazing as Noah's bishop.

"How can such a big mountain be cut off from the middle to form a half-mountain without a top?" Bishop Vilay said, and even gestured, "Oh! It's so magical! Light By God, the concentration of elements here is really suffocating!" He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and his voice came out indistinctly from between his fat fingers.

Bishop Weilai was undoubtedly very excited. For him, being able to witness the land where the dragon was once trapped was like being favored by the God of Light.

"We have to go up and take a look." The necromancer behind him said, raised his head, and his eyes fell on the top of the mountain.

When they finally stood on the edge of the mountain, looking down from the top, they could overlook the entire mountain. The cold wind blew up from the middle of the valley below, making Bishop Vilay's red robe rattle. , He looked down at the deep, pitch-black hole that seemed to have no bottom. The fine gravel that slipped from his feet fell down, and there was no shadow in an instant, and there was not even a trace of sound.

"God of light, how deep is this!" Bishop Weilai sighed, and couldn't help but backed away. To be honest, his scalp was numb from looking at the hole, especially the surging magic-concentrated elements It was so suffocating that he couldn't breathe.

Bishop Willet couldn't help complaining: "Where does this place look like there is a dragon's heart? It's as terrifying as hell!"

Moya, who has been silent all this time, stands on the edge of the mountain without moving. From the very beginning, her eyes have been looking at the bottomless pit in front of her. The wind blowing up from below also blows away the magic cloak on her body. There was a sound of hunting, even blowing her black hair to the sideburns.

"Yes." She suddenly said, she raised her large magic robe, and swiped her pale fingers in midair. With five fingers spread out, a golden magic circle surrounded by black air unfolded in midair, finally forming a dark passage.

A juvenile bone dragon with bone wings came out of it, flapping its wings and hovering around the necromancer. The magic circle in midair disappeared instantly after it came out.

The young bone dragon approached Moya intimately, rubbed against her fingers, and made a muffled voice, as if talking to Moya.

The cardinal on the side looked enviously at the necromancer and the baby bone dragon who had become very gentle in her hands.

You must know that creatures like dragons are arrogant and prejudiced, and they have always looked down on low-level human races. Only the Holy Dragon Knights in Madesa City can have the young dragons in Dragon Valley because they have made an agreement with Dragon Valley, but even the Holy Dragon Knights There are only three young golden dragons inside.

Just when the cardinal wanted to ask the necromancer how she allowed these bone dragons to be summoned by her, the necromancer suddenly began to communicate with the bone dragon in a jerky language.

This is a low, obscure and ancient language that seems to contain ancient natural power. It is not a ballad, but it makes people feel holy and cleansing like a god.

Then the necromancer lightly stroked the top of the bone dragon's head, she pointed her finger at the underground cave, and Bishop Vilay was stunned to see the bone dragon suddenly hovering and rushing to the sky, and then plunged down again. , and soon completely disappeared into the deep, dark cave below.

"You...you can speak the language of the Dragon Clan!" Bishop Weilai looked excitedly at the necromancer beside him, and once again felt the strong shock brought to him by the necromancer.

That's the dragon language! The West Tower Continent is the oldest, and it is known as the most difficult to learn and most incomprehensible dragon language. The dragon language that can be translated in the entire West Tower Continent does not exceed four sentences. It would certainly be a disgrace to the Terrans to show their language, let alone let humans learn their language!
"Bishop Willai, do you have any misunderstanding?" Facing the excited expression of the cardinal, the necromancer Moya looked very calm, and she said, "Who told you that what I just spoke was in dragon language?"

Bishop Weilai was surprised: "It's hard... Isn't it?"

Moya smiled slightly, and the dimples on his cheeks were revealed because of this: "Of course not, Lord Bishop Willai, this is just the command of the undead bone dragon that I summoned. After all, things like dragon language are still too far away from us, aren't they? ?"

Bishop Weilai looked at the calm smile on the necromancer's face, only felt that his tongue seemed to be trembling: "When...of course..."

Of course a fart! If it wasn’t Dragon Language just now, there would be a ghost! It’s also thanks to this Necromancer who can coax a cardinal so calmly! Obviously this Necromancer didn’t want to admit that she knew Dragon Language, if it wasn’t for the fact that For the sake of this necromancer who saved her, Bishop Vilay swore that he would expose her!
He tried his best to put on a smile: "In this case, Master Moya, what were you ordering this bone dragon to do just now?"

　Well, start a new story at the end of the month!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)