Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Who are you?" Marika looked at these people in surprise.

"Queen Mallika?" The mages were also startled.

"Why are we here? Where is this?"

Wang Yu shrank his head and played the game seriously.

"Hello! Queen Malika!" Although they were very surprised, the mages still saluted.

Mallika stood up and returned the greeting.

"We are members of the Truth Sect of the Magic Academy. As for why we are here? There must be an error in the magic circle."

The mages explained the process in a clear and logical manner.

Marika nodded slightly to show that she understood the situation.

"We originally thought we would be teleported to Miss Feiya. But we didn't expect it to be teleported here." The mages were a little disappointed.

Marika laughed. "I have heard about Miss Feiya, but why did you mistake her for the truth?"

Speaking of this, the mages are no longer sleepy.

"Miss Feiya is the embodiment of beauty!"

“Her bosom contains the voice of truth.”

"..."

Marika's eyes gradually became strange as she listened to these descriptions.

"There is music in Miss Feia's arms..." For some reason, after hearing this, Marika had some inexplicable associations.

She secretly glanced at the God of Creation who was concentrating on playing games.

Wang Yu's hair stood on end.

However, Marika only doubted it for a moment.

"In fact, you are not considered a transmission error, because most of you are pursuing the truth."

"And the person in front of you is the embodiment of truth! He is the creator of the world!" Marika pointed.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ordinary man.

"Um...Hello everyone~" Wang Yu turned around awkwardly and said hello to everyone.

The mages looked at Wang Yu blankly. They always feel that the person in front of them is inexplicably familiar.

"Miss Feiya?" A mage asked to test you.

"Ahem! Kiss, you made a mistake~" Wang Yu's expression stiffened.

But the eyes of the mages became sharp.

Wang Yu was stared at so that he could not sit still and his face was filled with fear.

He wiped the cold sweat from his face and his smile became stiffer.

"You...couldn't you be Miss Feiya's...brother!" A mage gasped.

"Ah...yes, yes!" Wang Yu's heart was also going up and down like a roller coaster.

"So, Miss Feiya is also the God of Creation?"

"So is the Creator God a family?"

"It sounds like unofficial history..."

"But fortunately, we finally have a clue about Miss Feiya..."

The mages began to discuss with great interest.

Marika couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw everyone so unscrupulous.

"Why don't you feel awe at all about the God of Creation?"

Mallika was heard asking.

The mages said with serious faces: "There are many creation gods, and the one we believe in is Miss Feiya."

"Although this one is also a great creator god, our hearts already belong to Miss Feiya!"

"We will respect this god, but we will not fear him."

Marika couldn't help but be speechless after hearing this. These people are really big-hearted.

Wang Yu, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the gang didn't focus on him.

So, he calmly stood up.

"Everyone, come with me and I will arrange a place for you."

Wang Yu walked to the wall and pulled on it casually.

A door appeared on the wall, and opposite the door was another huge Internet cafe.

"From now on, everyone can stay here. If you have any questions, you can contact us online."

All the mages bowed and saluted Wang Yu.

"Thank you for taking care of us. When we find Miss Feiya's kingdom, we won't disturb you anymore."

Wang Yu's mouth twitched. "As long as you are happy."

The mages walked into the huge Internet cafe curiously, and they were a little curious about the various equipment in front of them.

"Based on how Queen Marika used it just now, I think this should be some kind of gaming device." A mage learned to use the mouse and keyboard to operate.

"Don't waste time on games, we need to perfect the magic circle as soon as possible and find Miss Feiya."

"Do you have any idea?"

"no!"

"Why don't you just ask Miss Feia's brother?"

"I think we should wait here..."

"Actually, it won't be a waste to play for a while..."

Many mages have begun to play with computers, and they have little resistance to novel things.

"Summoner's Rift? Is this some kind of magic game?"

A mage clicked in curiously.

After completing the novice tutorial, he started playing with enthusiasm.

After playing a few games, his face looked a little ugly.

He lost every game because of him, and he was sprayed all over his body by his teammates.

So he clicked on the live broadcast on the game homepage.

"The next round is between the Dragon Team and the Ares Team. The players on the Dragon Team are Alduin, the Devourer of Worlds, and Thain, the Terminator of the Defense Tower..."

"The contestants of the God's Team are Ms. Dibella, Ms. Joy, and Ms. Mara, Ms. Kindness..."

The mage felt a little baffled when he heard these names. "These people have such a good reputation, but they don't know how they operate."

Soon he was attracted by the exciting game.

Other mages have played other games, but most of them are single-player.

There are even a few points where the Elden Circle has been opened...

"Is this a game based on our world? There is actually Queen Marika in it..."

"By the way, Queen Mallika will appear here because she is also dead?"

"This is normal. After all, the foreign god Golden Tree is definitely not as kind-hearted as Miss Feiya."

"That's right! No wonder Queen Mallika would choose to attack humans. It turns out that her body is dead, and the one in power now should be the puppet of the Golden Tree, right?"

The mages analyzed the truth of the matter in just a few words.

"Hey! Everyone! How about we form a team?" The player playing Summoner's Rift suddenly stood up and said.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I suspect this game is connected to other worlds, maybe beyond our world, there is a wider sky."

His words attracted everyone's attention.

So everyone gathered in front of him to watch the game.

"Next, the Necromancer Academy will fight against the Winterhold Mage Academy..."

"Necromancer?"

"Winterhold Mage Academy?"

The mages instantly became energetic after hearing these terms.

"There is no such name in our world. It seems that they really may be from another world!"

"Damn it! We also need to have our own team!"

The hearts of all the mages were agitated, and they wanted to make a name for themselves in this world.

So everyone formed a team at the speed of light.

The name of the team is "Truth Seekers"!

Then they started training overtime.

"Hmm... I feel like I forgot something important. Forget it! Let's think about it later when we get first place!"