Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Hmph! In fact, this guy was not a good guy before!" Some old mages who knew something about the Man in the Iron Mask said angrily.

"Yes! He was not executed only because of the protection of the former dean."

"Such a devil shouldn't be left in the world!"

"The former dean was so close to her, could he be involved in this kind of thing?"

"No way...after all, the former dean was also poisoned..."

"..."

People are talking about it.

But some details are known to only a few people.

The former dean looked at the report in front of him, fear flashing in his eyes.

The mummies found in the basement became like that due to the high temperature of the fire.

But the mummies were still alive before the fire, and coroners found a lot of dust in their noses and lungs.

But what is very strange is that these people did not struggle at all when they were heated to death.

This seems very unusual, and many people speculate that these people were actually drugged with sleeping pills.

But the former dean made a bold guess based on his identity as the puppet master of the Man in the Iron Mask. It was this speculation that made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

She was a little lucky that the man in the iron mask gave her laxatives and not something else.

But after calming down, the dean's heart became hot again. She wants to find a way to turn people into puppets.

The Man in the Iron Mask was interrogated again.

"Tell me about it! Are those people in the dungeon puppets?" the former dean said in a deep tone.

The man in the iron mask suddenly raised his head when he heard this question.

But he immediately looked away with guilt.

His performance already gave the dean the answer.

"Tell me the secret recipe and I can keep you alive." The dean said calmly.

The man in the iron mask looked at the scene in front of him in confusion. This feeling made him feel familiar.

He remembered that he used the same words to lure a young man.

"I'll tell you the secret recipe, and then you'll put me in a dungeon and torture me like crazy, right? I won't be fooled like this!"

"Hahahaha!" The man in the iron mask suddenly laughed, leaving the dean a little confused.

"This is your last chance!" the dean said, staring at the man in the iron mask.

"Haha... You can't lie to me. I know that I have no chance." The man in the iron mask was about to bite his tongue when he was knocked unconscious by the dean's staff.

The dean said to the person next to him: "Pull out his teeth to prevent biting his tongue."

"Also, find a substitute to replace him. Now the secrets in him are worth more than his life."

"Yes! Mr. Dean!"

Although she is no longer the dean, many people still call her that.

The man in the iron mask was taken off his mask and put on another set of clothes.

Another condemned prisoner was carried in and put on the clothes of the Man in the Iron Mask.

The Man in the Iron Mask was secretly transferred to other secret rooms.

When the Man in the Iron Mask woke up again, he felt unusual pain in his gums.

He subconsciously wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself, but he was horrified to find that all his teeth were gone.

An executioner wearing a black balaclava walked in.

"Hello, I will be accompanying you for a long time." The other party bowed politely to the man in the iron mask.

The man in the iron mask looked at the meat scraper in the executioner's hand, and his eyes were wet with tears of despair.

"Don't give up hope, I will accompany you." The familiar devil's whisper reached the ears of the Man in the Iron Mask again.

"Liar! You liar!" The man in the iron mask cried hysterically.

The executioner raised his eyebrows, thinking that the man in the iron mask was probably mentally disturbed.

But soon, the man in the iron mask began to relent.

"I said! I said! The formula of the potion is..." The man in the iron mask wanted to tell the formula.

The executioner looked disappointed, but since the other party had confessed, there was no reason for him to be executed.

But then, the man in the iron mask could no longer make a sound. He felt as if his mouth was blocked by some foreign object.

But when he looked out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there was nothing at all around his mouth.

The executioner waited for the other party for a long time, but the other party did not speak.

So he laughed in anger. It was the first time he had seen someone pulling him like this.

It seems that after a while, you need to give the opponent some strength.

The man in the iron mask stared in horror, his heart filled with fear.

Not only was he afraid of being executed, he was also afraid of the unknown things hidden around him.

"Don't... give up..." The devil's words shook his eardrums again.

Until this moment, the Iron Mask truly knew what the devil wanted.

The other person just wants to see him suffer.

An unspeakable black tide of despair enveloped the heart of the Man in the Iron Mask.

……

The man in the iron mask was burned at the stake in public. Biddy, who was watching the ceremony in the audience, looked at this scene without any emotion. Because he knew that the person on the stage was just a stand-in.

The real Man in the Iron Mask is still suffering in the dungeon, using his mental power to destroy the opponent's vocal cords. His torture would continue indefinitely.

Biddy turned and left. On the way back, a female mage passed by him.

The female mage turned her head curiously. She always felt that this man seemed to be her former good friend.

But her best friend had disappeared for a long time, and she was a little unsure whether she had admitted her mistake.

"Excuse me……"

Biddy turned his head and looked at the female mage.

His emotionless eyes startled the female mage.

The female mage hurriedly bowed and said, "Sorry! I admitted my mistake!"

Biddy said nothing, just turned and left.

He didn't know the female mage, she was probably an acquaintance of this body.

But he had covered himself very tightly, and in the end, the other party was still able to recognize him. This only shows that the relationship between the two should be very familiar.

But none of this has anything to do with him. The only reason he lives now is to appreciate the suffering of the Man in the Iron Mask.

He came to a garden and sat casually on a piece of grass.

Below here is where the Man in the Iron Mask suffered.

He took out a newly bought book and began to read it carelessly. And his spiritual power has already penetrated the surface and penetrated deep into the underground.

The dying Iron Masked Man twitched. That familiar feeling came again, and the devil cast his sight over again.

"Hello, please continue to hold on..."

"Hahaha... you will not die well..." The man in the iron mask with damaged vocal cords said silently.

But Biddy on the ground smiled.

In the days that followed, Biddy applied for the position of gardener of the garden.

Working here always refreshed him.

The only thing that troubled him was that the female mage, whom he had only met once, often peeked at him from behind.

This made him very unhappy.

So he often used his mental power to trip up the uninvited guest.

After inexplicably falling down for more than a dozen times, the voyeur finally stopped.