Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Flowing Water Sword Technique is not a secret. You don't look like an ordinary person. If you went to the church to ask for it, the church would not refuse. But you chose the worst choice. You destroyed the church. It is very important. ceremony," Millicent said.

Dio shook his head when he heard this.

"No, the Zunfu Sect will not give me the Flowing Water Sword Technique. After all, I am a demigod. It is obviously unrealistic to let a demigod master the means to restrain them. Maybe, since I want to ask for the Flowing Water Sword Technique From the moment of Dharma, I was destined to stand on the opposite side of the Zunfu Sect.”

"Marlenia hasn't appeared for a long time. I think there are not many flowing water swordsmen left in the sect." Dio said.

"Has Her Majesty Marlenia disappeared for a long time? Did something happen to her?" Millicent asked worriedly.

"She's stuck in one place now and can't get out."

"Didn't the believers save her?" Millicent's tone was a little wrong.

"They shouldn't be able to save it. After all, that place is very weird." Dio shook his head. "And I think there is a high probability that they will not save it. Without Marlenia, the Zunfu Sect has grown even stronger."

"No...this is all wrong! Her Royal Highness Marlenia is the foundation! Uh..." Millicent was quite emotional, but soon she knelt down on one knee in pain.

Perhaps because the ceremony was interrupted, she felt that she had lost a lot of memories, and it would be very painful to forcefully recall them.

"Are you okay?" Dio asked.

"You must take me back to the church headquarters..."

"No." Dio refused.

Millicent gasped in pain for a few more times before saying, "I will teach you the first move of the Flowing Water Sword Technique. If you want to learn the rest, send me back to the church."

"Okay." Dio nodded.

In fact, he felt that learning the first move was enough. After all, he only needed the cleaning function of the flowing water sword technique. As for its combat function, Dio did not pursue it.

But Dior also knew that he had to build a prosthetic hand for Millicent before that.

The two set up camp near the dilapidated church, and Dio asked his projection to build a prosthetic hand.

Millicent and Dio sat quietly in front of the fire and looked at each other without saying a word.

Perhaps feeling the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Dio said, "Do you know how long you have been asleep for?"

"I don't know. The only thing I know is that when the ceremony was held, the stars in the sky were not so yellow." Millicent raised her head slightly and looked at the stars in the sky.

"I can feel that those stars are sick. If the color is not wrong, I even suspect that they are infected with scarlet corruption."

"That's the curse of the Lord of Poison Mist. I think it's not much worse than the scarlet corruption." Dio said helplessly.

"It's different. The essence of scarlet corruption is the deepest malice, and those stars give me the feeling of being abandoned," Millicent said.

"Huh? Awesome! In fact, I can't tell the difference between the two. In my opinion, they are both evil."

Millicent suddenly smiled. “Very correct assessment.”

"Aren't you angry?" Dio was a little confused.

"No. Because I think so too. It's just that someone has to bear the evil of Scarlet Corruption."

"A long time ago, this malice was borne by the Flowing Water Sect, and later by Her Royal Highness Marlenia. Perhaps the meaning of my existence is to take over from Her Majesty Marlenia to bear this malice." Although Millicent lost her memory, but she seemed to have vaguely guessed her mission.

"You..." Dio's view of Millicent has changed somewhat.

He originally thought that Millicent was a fanatical Scarlet Corruption cultist, but he did not expect that the other party was always sober.

"You said you knew the flowing water swordsmanship, so you must have been a flowing water swordsman before, right?" Dio asked.

"I don't remember...but it must be," Millicent said.

"Let the Water Swordsman serve as the new container of scarlet corruption. This is not something that the Corruption Cult can do. Maybe you were arranged by Malenia."

"Why did Marlenia arrange for you to be the new container? Is it because she can't support it?"

Although Dio has never met Marlenia, he has never heard any bad rumors about Marlenia. She seems to have been focusing on swordsmanship and is not interested in other things at all.

Dior felt that the other party was a pure and persistent person, and such people would not pass on their own sufferings to others. If the other party insists on doing this, it only means that the other party cannot hold on.

"I don't know what Your Highness is thinking, but I am willing to undertake my mission. In addition... I seem to have remembered something. I am not the only one who performed the ceremony. There are other sisters like me. They should be scattered among All over the place." Millicent remembered something vague.

"You're not the only one?" Dio frowned.

"Yeah... I can even sense the ritualists closest to me." Millicent said with her eyes closed.

"Want to take a look?" Dio asked.

"Maybe they haven't completed the ceremony, so don't interrupt them anymore." Millicent refused.

"Okay." Dio nodded.

There was nothing to say all night, but early the next morning, when the sun burst out its first ray of light, Dior's projection brought a well-made prosthetic hand. This prosthetic hand was directly bound to a long knife, which saves the time. Loss of grip strength.

"Please teach me swordsmanship!" Dio handed the prosthetic hand to Millicent.

Millicent took the prosthetic hand and placed it on her residual arm.

"I thought it would be a more convenient arm." A trace of helplessness flashed in Millicent's eyes.

Because the knife is fixed on the prosthetic hand, she cannot tie up her hair with one hand. Now her hair is disheveled, which greatly affects her sword skills.

Dio seemed to notice her embarrassment, so Dio stepped forward and tied Millicent's hair skillfully.

"Thank you." Millicent smiled.

"No need." Dio's expression was cold. He is still very aware of his charm, so he puts on this look to prevent the other party from having other ideas.

"Then let's get started." Millicent didn't care about Dio's coldness.

She slowly walked to an open space, and then placed the knife in front of herself.

"The first form of the Flowing Water Sword Technique, waterfowl dancing..."

Millicent began to dance across the clearing like a leaping butterfly.

Every move she makes brings a soft and fresh wind.

Although Millicent's sword was visually very fast, Dio could not feel the killing intent in the sword technique, but only a smooth and long-lasting tenderness.

The gentle breeze brought by this gentleness brushed Dior's cheek like a lover's little hand. Dio felt that his body and mind were purified.

"Is this the flowing water sword technique? It is indeed extraordinary." Dio approved of this sword technique.

Soon, the waterfowl flurry demonstration was completed, and Millicent stopped.

"This is all about the first sword technique. Come and try it. If you have anything you don't know, you can ask me." Millicent said.