Necromancer: A New Era

The western part of Casa City is where the rich gather. It is privately called the rich area. On a luxurious street, a beast carriage slowly stopped. Chakaer jumped off and quickly set up the steps for getting off. He said respectfully, "Sir, we are here."

Ming Yin lifted the car curtain and got out. What came into view was a luxurious hotel with two big words "Xinghui" outlined in magic words on the door.

The magic apprentice at the side said respectfully to Ming Yin: "Sir, the accommodation arranged for you is at this Xinghui Hotel. I will pick you up tomorrow. You can go to the counter over there to get the key. Sir, there is nothing else to say. I will leave first."

Ming Yin nodded and walked into the hotel.

As soon as she walked into the hotel lobby, a pleasant smell hit her in the face, and the luxurious decoration of the hotel made Chakaer exclaim continuously.

"Wow, such a huge magic chandelier must cost at least a thousand gold coins! Sir, look at this over here, a golden sculpture taller than me, it's obviously real gold!"

Ming Yin smiled and nodded slightly in response.

At this time, a familiar figure caught Ming Yin's attention. When the figure turned around, they both exclaimed at the same time, "It's you!"

"How did you..."

"Um, you speak first."

It was a bit awkward for a moment because they were both surprised to ask the same question at the same time.

Ariel suppressed her surprise and asked slowly, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going to the imperial capital and rest here for a night."

"You're going to the capital too?"

Ming Yin was stunned: "Why do you want to say that?"

"I have finished dealing with the mercenary group's affairs and am going back to the Imperial Capital Academy. I will leave tomorrow."

"What a coincidence! I'm leaving tomorrow too."

At this time, Chakaer took the key and stood aside without disturbing the two of them.

Ming Yin didn’t like this kind of communication with the opposite sex very much. He was just a little surprised just now and was about to leave after a brief communication.

"Captain?!!!"

Ariel suddenly noticed the undead Aaron behind Mingyin and exclaimed.

"He is the alchemical puppet given to me by my master, not your leader."

"Isn't your master dead?"

"That alchemist apprentice is not my master, please don't say anything nonsense."

Without waiting for Ariel to speak, Ming Yin left. Chakar quickly followed. Ariel stared at the figure of the undead Aaron, "Alchemical puppet? He really looks like the captain. If he doesn't wear a helmet and takes the captain's shield..."

In the room, Ming Yin recalled what had happened just now. It seemed that Ariel didn't discover anything. It was really a headache. Why did he meet her here?

Ming Yin was helpless. There was nothing she could do. She couldn't just summon her captain as an undead.

Shaking his head, Ming Yin stopped thinking about it and took out the magic book he got yesterday to study it.

Ever since Lagus's soul dissipated last night, the magic book has been silent, as if its power had been exhausted.

Ming Yin flipped open the book, which contained two 3rd-level necromancy spells, three 5th-level necromancy spells, and one 8th-level necromancy spell. These spells were the same as the ones in his innate magic book, but they seemed to be low-profile versions, not as comprehensive as those in his innate magic book. Thinking of this, Ming Yin waved his hand, and the space wavered, and the magic book slowly emerged. As the magic book appeared, the room was filled with a hazy black mist.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened! A black gas emerged from the magic book in Ming Yin's hand, and it flew out of his hand and floated in the air. Just when Ming Yin was at a loss, his innate magic book emitted a ripple, and the surrounding space rippled like water waves. The magic book made a piercing scream in the air, like the screams and wails of countless creatures in despair. Then, the magic book turned into a ball of black energy, which was absorbed by Ming Yin's innate magic book, and then everything fell silent.

"Is this the end? Ming Yin was speechless as he saw that the magic book had not changed at all.

"According to normal logic, even if it doesn't evolve, it will have to have some new abilities, right?"

Before he finished speaking, a stream of pure soul energy came from the void and merged into Ming Yin's soul. Ming Yin felt as comfortable as if he was soaking in a warm pool when he was most exhausted, and his whole body and mind were refreshed.

At this moment, Ming Yin discovered that he had come to a mysterious space. He was the absolute master of this space. The surrounding space changed at will according to Ming Yin's will.

"Is it my consciousness space? Can a soul enter its own consciousness space after cultivating to a certain level?"

Just as Ming Yin was sighing, he discovered an indescribably huge figure deep in his consciousness. When he wanted to touch it, a tearing pain spread throughout the space. Ming Yin subconsciously ended the touch. The surface of the figure was wrapped with dense chains, flashing with golden light. Ming Yin suddenly had a feeling that those chains were shackles that trapped his soul, because some of the chains were still connected to his consciousness space.

Just as Ming Yin was thinking about these chains, some unfamiliar fragments of memory emerged. One of the fragments was a picture. In the picture, there was a man who looked exactly like himself in his previous life, riding a skull dragon and leading thousands of troops to charge.

Some strange information also emerged, about the magic book I got last night. Five hundred years ago, an evil necromancer appeared on the continent. His magic weapon was this magic book. Wherever he passed, all living things died, and he often slaughtered an entire city to create powerful undead. Later, he was ambushed and killed by the strong men on the continent, but this necromancer did not die. Instead, he attached his soul to the undead magic book, tempting greedy people to sign a contract, and then killed souls for him to devour, accumulating energy to revive. It happened to be obtained by Ming Yin, and was refined into soul energy by Ming Yin's innate magic book and devoured.

"It seems that my magic book is very powerful! And what about the soul bound by chains?

Ming Yin exited the consciousness space, felt the changes in his soul, and said helplessly: "It's really distressing. No one guides me, and no one teaches me professional knowledge. I have to rely on guesswork for many things, and I can't make any judgments."

The more this happened, the more he looked forward to arriving in the imperial capital and studying with the alchemist. Perhaps all his doubts would be resolved.

After a long time, Ming Yin cleared his mind, opened the magic book, chose a level 3 undead magic and began to learn it. This was a flesh and blood magic, flesh and blood transformation: extracting the essence from the flesh and blood and giving it to the designated creature, so that the designated creature would gain flesh and blood strengthening.

At this time, Ming Yin stood up and walked to the door. Chakaer walked over quickly and asked, "My lord, what do you need?"

Ming Yin took out a bag of gold coins and said, "Go buy a stronger orc slave and send him to my room."

"Yes, my lord!"

Ming Yin returned to the room and continued to study the principles and requirements of this magic.

When casting this magic, the target must be a creature that has been dead for no more than 10 minutes. Another point to note is that each flesh enhancement has an upper limit, and after the flesh and blood energy is saturated, you must wait for a period of time before casting it again, until the flesh and blood enhancement is full and no longer absorbed.

Chakar was very efficient. He brought in a strong and ugly half-orc slave. At Mingyin's signal, he went out and closed the door.

Ming Yin came up to the orc slaves and looked at them. Orcs were barbaric and evil. If humans met orcs outside the human activity area, they would not be able to survive. In the wild instincts of orcs, humans were delicious food. Because of the harsh living environment and fiercely competitive lifestyle, orcs were generally strong.

The orc was wearing shackles, and the collar on his neck was deeply embedded in his flesh. A chain connected the collar. Ming Yin picked up the chain and pulled it gently. The pain forced the orc to take a step forward.

"It seems that this world has a method of enslaving these beasts."

Ming Yin stepped aside, motioned for the undead Aaron to come forward, took out the greatsword, and with a light swing, he chopped off the orc's head. Ming Yin did not hesitate, and endured the discomfort in his heart as he cast the magic of flesh and blood. As the spell was recited, strands of death energy wrapped around the orc's body under the guidance of mental power. The orc's body melted visibly until the flesh and blood completely disappeared. Ming Yin looked at the pure flesh and blood energy in his hand, then glanced at the undead Aaron, and used his mental power to guide the energy to float towards the undead Aaron. With the integration of flesh and blood energy, the undead Aaron's physical strength continued to increase. After the spell was over, Ming Yin came to the undead Aaron and carefully observed the changes.

The body of the undead Aaron became even more sturdy, and there was a tendency for his original armor to burst. His helmet was no longer the same as before, and it was swinging when he walked, and now it was completely stuck.

"It seems that he has improved a lot. I wonder if he has reached the level of a fourth-level knight."

A consciousness ordered it to release its fighting spirit and show its full strength. The body of the undead Aaron ignited a large amount of white fighting spirit like flames. The powerful force hit Ming Yin like a wave. He retreated many steps before stopping. Even at such a distance, he still felt very oppressive, so he quickly asked the undead Aaron to put away his strength. The decorations in the surrounding rooms were pushed to the corners, and various utensils were scattered all over the floor. Ming Yin didn't care. He patted the body of the undead Aaron and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, at least level 4!"

Outside the door, Chakaer was sitting cross-legged on the ground. The noises in the room did not affect him at all. He was meditating and practicing silently.