Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

The vendor listened to Dio's temptation, and he actually contacted people from other sects. Not to mention, there are a lot of people preaching here. However, as the number of residents decreased, some missionaries left.

And the vendor gave Dio some food as a thank you gift. After all, he had already gained some knowledge by chatting with Dio.

Dio came to the old man with some food, and he gave some food to the old man.

"What did you say to him? Why did he give you food?" The old man was a little curious. He didn't go there just now, so he didn't know much about the content of their conversation.

"Just teaching him a few things. This town is going to be our first stop in building great things."

"No one living in it realizes the value of this town." Dio smiled.

"Value? What are you talking about? I have lived here for many years and I have not found any mines nearby."

"Hahaha, its value lies in the chaos here. There are countless cultists gathered here. Although their strength is not high, they are more powerful than others. With their existence, they will not be able to face the invasion of the Faded Ones. fear."

"It's just that they are too spread out and do not bring out the value that this town should have."

Dio talked for a long time, but the old man still didn't understand, but Dio didn't care at all. He just likes the feeling of being surrounded by people. If there is no one around him to talk to, he will feel uncomfortable.

Early the next morning, Dior came to the hawker again.

The vendor did not preach today, so there were not many people around him.

"Ah! Tutor, you are here!" The vendor's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Dio arriving.

The people standing next to him looked at Dio with great scrutiny.

"Hahaha! Is this the mentor you admire? I thought he would be more elegant." A nun in strange clothes said with a smile.

Hearing a lady's voice, Dio couldn't help turning his head to watch, but he was a little disappointed. The other person's voice is good, but his appearance is just... average.

Think about it, if you look good, it will be much easier to preach.

"Who is your Excellency?" Dio asked.

"I am a member of the Dionysian Church and have been here for more than two years. Sir, do you really have a way to promote us?"

Several other unknown people also looked at Dior.

Dio looked disappointed when he heard this. "If everyone only wants to get promoted, then everyone should come back. Only people with ambition are recruited here. People without ambition should continue to hang out here."

When the people around heard this, they became a little commotion.

"Hehehe! What a shame! Your attitude disgusts me!" said a man in black robe with a hoarse voice.

"No, I'm just telling the truth. Because in my mind, I want to train everyone to be important figures in the sect, so that they can be worthy of my teachings." Dio skillfully drew the pie.

"Oh? Can you reveal something?" Someone around couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, haven't you noticed that there are fewer and fewer people in this town? This is not a good phenomenon." Dio shook his head and said.

"Nonsense! This is not a big city, how can we retain servants?"

Dio glanced at the speaker. "Have you never thought about building this into a city?"

"Huh? Are you kidding? Building a city? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Not to mention that it will cost a lot of manpower and material resources, even if it is really built, what good will it do to us? Maybe after the city is built, we will have been transferred!" Someone sneered.

"Haha, so that's what your ambition is. You probably just want to be a little boss and live aimlessly, right?" Dio was a little disdainful.

"Those who really want to develop will build their own base. As long as this city is built, this will become your base, and your future development in the sect will go smoothly."

"It's a pity that you probably don't understand." Dio was a little disappointed.

"Okay, I've told you enough. You can decide whether to stay or go." Dio sat calmly on a box.

"Haha! You pretenders!" More than half of the people were not interested and turned around and left.

But there are still a few people who stayed. They are all ambitious people. After Dio's guidance, they seem to have figured out some things.

Dio clapped his hands and glanced at the remaining people with a smile.

"Very good! Those who can stay will definitely not be mediocre in the future."

The hawker looked at the people around him with disappointment. How could these few people accomplish anything?

"Teacher...what should we do next?" the vendor couldn't help but ask.

"The next step is to get to know each other. Because your destiny has been connected at this moment. Although you belong to different sects, you all have a common identity at this time, and that is my student."

Several people looked a little strange when they heard this. They were just interested in Dior, but they were still a little repulsive about being each other's students.

When Dio saw everyone's expressions, he knew it was time to show off some unique skills.

"Do you really understand the Faded Ones? Do you know why they exist?" Dio said in a slightly lowered voice.

Speaking of the faded ones, several people around him became active instantly. Because faders are a topic that no one can avoid. Those guys are like demons.

"I heard that they are all seeds with the appearance of becoming kings, and a king will be born among them. It's just that such a king always makes people a little uncomfortable." The girl from the Dionysus Church rubbed her arms and felt goosebumps rising.

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Their purpose should be to recover the blessings scattered everywhere for the Golden Tree. They should be the Golden Tree's means of saving itself." The man in black robes said before.

"..." Everyone was chatting and discussed for a while. Dio listened silently and nodded slightly.

"Actually, everyone's guesses are correct, but everyone has avoided one of the most fundamental issues. That is, all living things now contain runes." Dio couldn't help but click on everyone.

"What's the problem with this?" Everyone was a little confused, or they knew it subconsciously, but they didn't want to believe it.

"Huh~ Haven't you ever thought that the Faded One is actually the tool used by the Golden Tree to destroy the world?" Dio said in shock.

Everyone at the scene was stunned for a moment.

Dio didn't care about everyone's silence, but continued: "If you were given a chance to become stronger by killing a living being, would you give up this way of becoming stronger?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Haha, human greed is infinite. In order to prevent others from threatening themselves, the faded ones can only carry out endless killings."

"After all, in this pursuit of becoming a king, the weak faders will also become part of the strong faders."

"If you don't kill others, others will kill you. In this endless chain of suspicion, the faded ones will kill the last living thing mercilessly." Dio's voice was like a magic sound, making everyone feel like they were falling into an ice cave. .

"Furthermore, in order to completely control the faded ones, the Golden Tree left a finger witch to the faded ones."

"The finger witch is like a shackle, locking the faded person tightly. Without the permission of the witch, the faded person cannot become stronger."

"In name, they guide the faded, but in fact they are the hemp rope tied around the neck of the faded."

"Those poor girls may not know the meaning of their existence, but their existence is indeed to restrain the faded ones."

"This world is about to be completely destroyed. Don't you want to do something?" Dio spread his hands and said.

"..." Everyone's expressions were a little horrified, and the old man sitting next to Dio was trembling slightly.

"Wait! Why do you know so clearly about the faded ones? Are you also a faded person?" Someone finally reacted.

brush!

In an instant, everyone present focused their attention on Dio.

"It seems that everyone has made some progress. It is always right to guard against those who fade."

Dio nodded appreciatively. Then he pointed at himself.

"I am indeed a fader, but my witch is dead. I can take everyone to verify this." Dio said frankly.

He knew now was the time to pay the least cost by telling everyone his true identity. Otherwise, if you tell me later, there may be unknown consequences.

"You!" People jumped up in fright.

After hearing Dio's words, everyone's impression of the Faded One became even worse.

"The first step of trust is always difficult to establish. I heard that people from the Blood Court can restore the past." Dio looked at a man who was all white.

This man's clothes are somewhat similar to the white mask from before.

"..." He looked hesitant. "I can only restore things within three days, but I can't restore them after three days."

"That should be enough. Without further ado, I'll bother you." Dio gave the other party a slight bow.

"I understand, tell me the location of the incident and I will verify it!" said the blood cultist.

"Well, I'm here waiting for everyone's good news." Dio nodded slightly. He told me the location of the incident.

Soon everyone here was gone, leaving only Dio and the old man sitting there.

"Why don't you go over and take a look? Those guys might escape or tell the truth!" the old man said.

"Haha." Dio smiled. "It depends on whether we can cooperate. If it doesn't work, we will have to run away. I hope you won't hold me back."

"..." The old man was a little helpless. He thought Dio had some perfect plan!

On the other side, several of Dio's apprentices gathered together and started whispering.

"That guy actually blatantly told us that he was a fader. Should we call others to kill him?"

"It's useless. Kill him. He resurrected somewhere. We have always been fighting against the invading faded ones. We have never seen the faded ones in this world."

"I don't know what the consequences will be if I offend the faded ones in this world, but I guess it won't be a good thing."

Everyone fell silent after hearing this.

The strength of the invading Faded Ones will be weakened, and the location where they come each time is uncertain, and there is a high probability that they will not encounter them a second time.

But this is not necessarily the case for the faded people in this world. If they are really offended, they are likely to break the rules and target them.

"Sigh... Anyway, let's first confirm whether his witch is dead? If she is really dead, then he is no threat to us. After all, killing us will not do him any good."

"That's right, let's go quickly, don't wait any longer!"

Several people decided to make a choice after learning the truth.

Soon, they arrived at the ruined church.

"...I remember this place wasn't so dilapidated before..."

"Someone has fought here before. A battle of this level is really exaggerated!"

Everyone's hearts felt heavy for a moment. It seems that the power of their mentor cannot be underestimated.

After everyone watched the battle traces for a while, the cultist from the Blood Palace began to cut his own palms and perform a ceremony with his own blood.

He drew a circle on the ground with blood and sat in it.

"Mother of Truth! Please grant me the power to see into the past!!!"

Stab, stab~

Some thorns gradually grew out of the wound on his palm, and the horrific pain instantly made the cultist scream miserably.

When the people around saw this scene, they grinned as if they felt the same.

"I told you that those who join this sect must be perverts!" The girl from the Dionysus Church couldn't help but complain.

"But it is undeniable that the power gained in exchange for pain is indeed powerful." said a scar-faced man from the Zunfu Sect.

The girl shook her head and said she couldn't understand.

The miserable howl lasted for about fifteen minutes, and the old man fell to the ground in pain.

The thorns in his hands gradually disappeared, but his wounds were still bleeding.

"Hey! Are you okay? Do you need help?" The girl couldn't help but ask.

"No, I'm fine now." His eyes shone with divine light, and an illusory scene appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone witnessed the resurrection of Dio and the death of the Finger Witch.

The most important thing is that Dio actually killed a fighting type by himself.

"Hiss~" Everyone took a breath of cold air.

They know the strength of the fighting type. By comparing it horizontally, they will know how strong Dior is.

"Fortunately, we didn't commit suicide." Everyone looked at each other, feeling somewhat fortunate.

"Perhaps, we can really cooperate with that adult! I feel that he is not an ordinary person!" said the Dionysian girl.

"Haha, your face changes so quickly."

"Hmph! The other party told us the secret. Do we have any other choice besides cooperation?"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while after hearing this. It seemed like they had no choice from the beginning.

"It seems that the person who killed that lord's witch was someone from your Blood Royal Court. Do you think that lord will hold a grudge?"

"Haha, if I hold a grudge, I should be punished on the spot. Besides, I have done a favor to that adult, and he won't be so petty." The brother of the Blood Sect finally stopped the bleeding from the wound on his hand.

"Let's go, don't keep the adults waiting too long."

"it is good."

So everyone returned one after another.

Dio looked at the people who had returned, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Very good! It seems that everyone finally has a basis for cooperation!"

"Sir, what should we do next?" Several people saluted after seeing Dio.

"Don't call me Sir, please call me Tutor. I have said that you are all my students. This status is very important. You must remember it."

"Yes!" Everyone replied respectfully.

"Everyone, take a rest first. We will officially start class tomorrow." Dio smiled slightly.

Dio left here, but the old man was still a little confused. "Sir, they really chose to follow you!"

"This is normal. After all, the people who can stay are all smart." Dio was not surprised by this.

Sometimes smart people are easier to fool than stupid people because they automatically figure things out.

In fact, his theory of the threat of faded people was very problematic, but in order to create a sense of crisis for them, he could only say this.

But he also knew that although what he said was exaggerated, the decline of the world in the future was inevitable. He must establish his own power as soon as possible so as to ensure that he lives longer.

"Sir, shall we go back and rest?" the old man asked.

"No, you go back first. I have to meet a few people." Dio shook his head.

"Okay." The old man left.

Dio turned and walked in the other direction. Before his plan can be implemented, he must first confirm who the Faded Ones are hiding here.

As for how to find the faded ones?

Of course, priority is given to looking for girls with beautiful looks. Finger witches are basically beautiful. As for why this is so, Dio thinks this may be some small trick of the golden tree.

After all, heroes have a hard time with beauty, and those who fade will not cherish a witch who is too ugly.

Dior walked casually on the street, sniffing his nose gently.

He is very knowledgeable about finding beautiful women.

Even the hidden ones couldn't escape his sense of smell.

A faint fragrance passed by, and Dio's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Oh? I discovered something unusual so quickly? Am I lucky?" Dio turned around and walked towards the place where the scent was.

He came to a dilapidated house, and a dark-faced girl was sitting in the yard.

She was washing clothes in a wooden bucket.

Seemingly sensing Dio's gaze, she turned her head and looked over.

Her eyes were calm.

After a while, seeing that Dio had no intention of leaving, she spoke.

"There is no food here. You can go elsewhere."

"..." Dio left here obediently because he felt a killing intent.

There should be a Faded One hidden in that room.

Shortly after Dio left, a man walked out of the house.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go out for a while." The man said to the woman who was doing laundry.

"Alas..." The woman sighed slightly. But he didn't say anything.

She knew what the man was going to do, most likely to kill the passer-by who just passed by.

"You only need to give yourself an excuse when you kill someone, and you won't feel guilty." The woman thought silently.

She had always felt that her mission was sacred, but after a while, she began to feel panic about her mission.

Lord Faded One was kind to her, but why did she feel so bad?

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind her.

"Want relief?"

"Who?" The woman was startled and turned around to look. It turned out to be the passerby just now.

"Prayer: Resist..." Before the woman could say it out, Dio flicked it between her eyebrows.

Her body fell limply into Dio's arms.

Dio didn't kill her, he didn't have the habit of killing beautiful women. He just made the other person fall asleep.

Although this girl's face is disguised, the beauty's underlying temperament cannot be concealed. Soon, he picked up the girl and ran away quickly.

And when the faded one came back, he found that his witch had disappeared.

He carefully observed the marks on the ground, and there were no signs of a fight. His witch also has a certain fighting ability, and it is impossible for her to be taken away by outsiders without leaving any traces. It looked like the witch had left on her own.

"Ah! Why did you leave me! Do you think you dislike my murderous nature?" The faded man hugged his head and couldn't help crying.

The long period of killing has gradually affected his mind.

At first, he only invaded other worlds and killed creatures in other worlds, but recently he started to attack people in this world.

As a result, his witch disappeared at this time, and he could only think that the other party was disgusted with his behavior.

On the other side, the witch kidnapped by Dio slowly opened her eyes.

She felt like she had a splitting headache and couldn't concentrate.

She climbed up from the bed and saw Dio sitting opposite.

She squealed and checked her clothing.

Fortunately the worst didn't happen.

"Pray: Resist!" She subconsciously released her prayer, wanting to bounce the man in front of her away.

But her prayer for deliverance failed because of a headache.

"Who are you! Why are you catching me!" The witch curled up her body and looked at Dio warily.

"Can you transform Rune's power for me?" Dio asked.

"What..." The witch's eyes widened and she was too shocked to speak. "Are you a fader?"

"Well, my witch is dead. Can you help me?"

When the witch heard this, her expression improved significantly.

"I'm sorry, every witch is selected through destiny magic. They will only belong to their destined person. Unfortunately, I can't help you." The witch shook her head.

"It seems...is it really not possible?" Although Dio had already had a premonition, he still felt a little sad knowing the truth.

"Please let me go! It's useless if you keep me." The witch said nervously.

"Can you tell me the information about the Faded Ones? My witch died before she could tell me this." Dio said melancholy.

"What do you want to know?"

"The resurrection rules of the faded ones. How long it takes for them to go from death to resurrection, as well as the number of times they are resurrected and where they are resurrected. I want to know all of these."

The witch gritted her teeth, but still did not choose to hide it.

"The resurrection time of the faded ones is not necessarily certain, it is related to the number of runes they have. The more runes they have, the faster they will be resurrected."

"The same goes for the number of resurrections, but every time you die, the runes you drop will be half of what you had before death. When the runes fall to a certain level, you can no longer be resurrected."

"Most faded ones cannot die more than three times in a row without additional runes."

"As for the location of their resurrection, it varies from person to person. Some people will be resurrected on the same spot, while some people will be resurrected to the nearest blessing point."

"Blessing point? What is that? Can you take me to the nearest blessing point to have a look?" Dio was a little curious about this.

"Okay, it just so happens that the nearest blessing point is not far from here." The witch's eyes flickered.

The two of them left the town under cover of night in order to speed up their journey.

Dio ran with the witch in his arms.

Despite the witch's repeated refusals, Dio said there was no time to waste.

In desperation, the witch had no choice but to commit herself.

The witch in Dio's arms was helpless. Running under the moon should be a romantic thing, but the person in front of me is so ugly that there is no sense of empathy at all. And her heart already belongs to her Lord Faded One.

Soon the two arrived at the location.

The witch pointed to a cave and said, "Did you see it? There is a blessing point at the entrance of the cave."

Dio stared and saw nothing. "...Why don't I see anything?"

The witch didn't seem surprised. "It seems you didn't lie to me. You are really a fader. In fact, the real blessing point is inside the cave."

Dio entered the cave doubtfully.

Soon, he saw something shiny at the end of the cave.

"This is the blessing point!" Dio looked at the miracle in front of him, a little surprised.

Buzz~ The blessing point shook slightly, and a faint light band floated out from the middle.

This band of light seemed to be pointing in a certain direction.

"Where is the blessing point pointing to?" Dio couldn't help but ask.

The witch's pupils shrank when she heard this.

"You can see the guidance!"

"Yes."

"How is this possible..." The witch was completely shocked!