Necromancer: A New Era

In Ming Yin's room, Chakaer and the undead Aaron stood side by side. Ming Yin whispered something beside him, his tone revealing a hint of solemnity.

"My lord, please rest assured." Chakaer patted his chest, his eyes flashing with determination, "I will do my best to take good care of the big guy and will not let him get hurt."

Ming Yin nodded slightly and continued to remind him: "Remember, no matter what noise you hear, don't act rashly. Until I come to you in person or I send you a magic letter. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Chakar replied solemnly.

As night fell, Chakar left quietly with the undead Aaron as usual. Ming Yin watched them leave and took a deep breath. The next battle would be extremely dangerous and he could not be careless. Hercules had already gone to the palace, and he was waiting here quietly, ready to face the fake "Master Field" and act as bait.

After an unknown amount of time, Ming Yin woke up from his deep sleep. The communication tool in his arms was slightly warm, signaling that Hercules was ready. Ming Yin quickly stood up and headed for the top of the tower that soared into the sky.

In Field's room at the top of the tower, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Field stood in front of the window, overlooking the peaceful Mage Tower. There was no expression on his face, but his hand holding the staff revealed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"Even a level 7 knight with a level 6 summoned puppet can't take you down?" Field muttered to himself, with a sinister look in his eyes. "It seems I have to make a careful plan."

While he was thinking hard, the tower spirit sent a message: Ming Yin has come to the door and asked to see him. "Field" had a cold light in his eyes, "Let him in."

Ming Yin pushed the door open and walked in. The young man in front of him made him curious. He was only at the 4th level, but he had already shown such great potential. If he could grow to the 9th level, who could compete with him?

Thinking of this, "Field" said calmly: "What do you want to see me for?"

Ming Yin answered respectfully, "I recently experienced a life-and-death battle, and I suddenly had some inspiration and confusion about casting spells. Master is not here, so I can't get timely answers. I feel restless and can't concentrate on practicing. So I came to disturb Master, hoping to get your guidance."

"Oh?" Field raised his eyebrows. "Before we start, I also have some questions for you."

“Master, please feel free to ask.” Ming Yin faced it calmly.

"Can you summon your demon for me to see?" Field's tone revealed a hint of curiosity.

Ming Yin sighed softly, "I'm sorry, Master. My demon died in an accident."

"I heard that you signed a master-servant contract with the devil?" Field continued to ask.

"Yes." Ming Yin nodded, "It was the devil who offered his soul voluntarily to sign a contract with me."

"How did you do it?" Field's eyes flashed with a sharp light, "Of course, if you don't want to tell me, that's fine."

At this time, Chris and four men in black robes slowly entered the tower and approached silently. However, Field was completely attracted by Ming Yin's words and did not notice anything unusual outside.

Ming Yin smiled slightly: "My disciple accidentally learned a technique that targets the soul. The demon was caught unawares and I succeeded in a surprise attack."

"Oh? Show it to me." "Field" said with interest.

Ming Yin raised his staff upon hearing this, and as he chanted the spell, a ball of purple flame emitting the pure Netherworld aura condensed in his hand. Field narrowed his eyes, such a pure Netherworld aura! This young man is indeed not simple.

As Ming Yin manipulated it, the purple flame gradually expanded and slowly condensed into a core-like purple bead. Obviously, this spell had been improved by Ming Yin, from the original 2nd level to the 4th level! "Field's" eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at the genius wizard in front of him with even greater respect.

However, at this moment, carefully feeling the energy fluctuations, Field subconsciously said, "Shoot it for me to see!" He wanted to personally experience the power of this technique.

Ming Yin raised his eyes and reminded: "Master, are you sure? This spell can directly attack the soul. If it hits directly, it will cling to the soul and continue to burn. Unless I actively disperse the power, it will continue to burn." Although his tone was calm, the danger was self-evident. However, "Field" did not retreat, "No problem, come on!" He had enough confidence in himself and believed that he could withstand the attack of this spell. At the same time, he also wanted to take this opportunity to observe Ming Yin's spellcasting skills and strength, and make more adequate preparations for the next plan. So he urged Ming Yin to attack as soon as possible and not to hesitate. Seeing this, Ming Yin no longer hesitated. It was a good opportunity to try the power of the improved spell. So he focused his eyes, and the Mingyan spell flew out and attacked Field!

I saw a huge purple flame coming in front of Field in an instant, and suddenly hit him! However, strangely, there was no violent explosion. The purple bead hit "Field" and turned into a dark purple flame, bursting open, like an accelerant, and together with the scattered purple flames, "Field" was wrapped in it and burned fiercely! And the power was doubled. The continuously burning flames eroded "Field's" soul like a maggot attached to the bone, and an unbearable burning sensation came as soon as it was touched! As more and more flames on the soul were completely surrounded, the greater pain made "Field", a shadow demon from the holy domain and a master who played with souls, sweat on his forehead and felt a little unbearable.

"Okay, stop it!"

Ming Yin seemed to be immersed in another world, oblivious to the sounds around him, and his body did not move at all.

"I said it's done! Stop your spell now!"

Seeing that Ming Yin had no reaction and the pain in his soul spread like a raging fire, he couldn't help but urge him again.

Ming Yin slowly retreated to the door, and every step seemed to carry a heavy thought. At this moment, Hercules and four mysterious men in black robes walked in one after another. They were like ghosts in the night, blending into the atmosphere of the room silently. This scene seemed to be a plot from a fantasy story, making people hold their breath and look forward to what will happen next.

In the room, four men in black robes surrounded "Field" tightly in the center, quietly watching "Field" wailing in pain. Hercules' eyes raised, this magic could actually hurt the Holy Land.

Field looked at the people coming in and understood the situation. "It seems we've been exposed."

So he summoned his staff, and an illusory shadow emerged, taking away the Mingyan magic that Ming Yin had cast as if the skin was shedding.

"Field" looked at Hekris and said, "You are so calculating. Do you think you have a sure win?"

"No, but we have to make all preparations for the continuation of the human race."

Field looked contemptuous: "Just you few little sanctuaries, or this 4th level kid?"

Hekris protected Ming Yin behind him, waved his hand and cast an 8th-level Eternal Radiance and Guardian spell on him, while shouting, "Attack!"

The next moment, two of the black-robed men suddenly turned around and came behind "Field". They were the chief Sanctuary Magician of the court and the commander of the Holy Light Magic Legion. Judging from their appearance, they had been infiltrated and controlled. Another two black-robed men came to Hercules' side. They were the principal Sanctuary Magician and the other was the honorary elder of the empire, a Sanctuary Magician. In order to capture the fake Field without making any noise, they did not bring the warrior system with them.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……!"

"How? Can you still take me down now?"

Seeing his old friend who used to fight side by side with him being controlled by the demons made him feel heartbroken. "Humph! I will take you down even if I have to fight to the death!"

The magic power surged, and the two people next to him also began to gather magic power, and a battle was about to break out.

The shadow demons are not naturally suited to fighting, but Field's body has an astonishing reserve of magical power, which is not something that an ordinary low-level sanctuary can match. Now that the situation has reversed, Hercules can only bite the bullet and fight him.

"Field" was worried that the battle outside would attract more helpers and be detrimental to his side. Fortunately, the several rooms on the top floor of the Mage Tower formed a small space of their own. The next moment, he waved his hand, and the style of the room changed. Everyone seemed to have come to another time and space. Except for the door behind Ming Yin, everything else had changed.

Hercules looked back and said, "Take care of yourself, we'll take care of it!" After saying that, the spell in his hand had already condensed.

Hekris and his companions fought fiercely with Field, with all kinds of gorgeous magic interweaving and colliding in the air. Ming Yin watched the battle nervously and thought about how to deal with it.

He noticed that Field's defense was very strong and it was difficult for ordinary attacks to cause effective damage to him. Ming Yin decided to find Field's weaknesses and try to help his master and others.

After observation, Ming Yin discovered that when Field launched some powerful magic, there would be a brief pause, as if the body and soul were not in harmony, causing a sense of sluggishness. He quietly told Hercules about this discovery, and Hercules understood and began to adjust his tactics.

During a break in Fielder's spell, Hercules seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack, successfully hitting Fielder. Fielder felt pain and his movements slowed down a bit.

Ming Yin took the opportunity to perform his Dark Flame Technique, and a purple flame went straight to "Field". "Field" sensed the danger and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

The Dark Flame spell hit Field, and he screamed. Two of his men nearby gathered a huge magic power and cast a combined spell, which was blocked by the principal and his men. The collision of magic power produced a huge fluctuation, and Hekris and his men took advantage of the situation to attack, not giving Field a chance to breathe.

The pain of burning soul came again, and the time for the innate shadow to be used had not yet come. In addition, there was the siege of Hekris and others, which made "Field" and his team exhausted. Just when the balance of victory tilted towards Mingyin and his team, "Field"'s hand flashed, and a bottle of alchemical potion appeared. It was Field's work during his lifetime, a 9th-level potion. With the guidance of mental power, "Field" threw the potion in his hand, and it broke through the void. A space wave with black air appeared, and a huge force suddenly condensed. All kinds of energy around gathered and condensed, as if the space was being pulled and absorbed by it.

"Not good, defend with all your strength! Everyone gathered all their magic power and took out several defense scrolls and tore them apart.

At this time, the spell had reached the critical point of explosion. The beads instantly turned into a huge black blade, which cut through the space, leaving a black shadow, and rushed straight towards Hercules with the power to cut through the space. Several defensive spells and the power of the 9th-level scroll were instantly disintegrated. The huge impact force carried the bleeding Hercules flying backwards.

The remaining force arrived in front of the principal and the elder. Since the elder was only at the initial stage of the holy realm, he did not even have time to scream and was killed. The principal was the last one, but he also exceeded his limit and fell to the ground seriously injured.

"Field" was very satisfied with the effect of the potion. A bottle of level 9 potion resulted in one death and two injuries. It was indeed terrifying.

Ming Yin's heart sank as he watched the situation change suddenly. The terrifying alchemical potion instantly broke the balance of power, and a 9th-level Saint was ruthlessly killed instantly.

In grief, Hekris had a mouthful of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He gritted his teeth and said secretly: "It seems that I can't get out of this unscathed."

Thinking of this, a bottle of alchemy potion appeared in his hand. As a disciple of Master "Field", the master also gave him a 9th-level potion, but it was not as powerful as the previous one. This was a bottle of 9th-level strengthening potion, which could temporarily make him 9th-level. He drank it in one gulp without hesitation.

He took out a scroll, and magic power condensed in his hands. A faint light burst out from his hands, and the power of ice was formed. The surrounding space was instantly corroded by the cold air.

The power of extreme cold swept across, as if it could freeze the mind. Several mages were all at the 9th level of Holy Domain. Although they were only occupying the body and did not have complete control, they were still able to completely resist this spell. They resisted and thought about counterattacking at the same time.

"Do you think this is the end? Let's learn about the Ice Meteorite."

The majestic force from the void, with a power like the pressure of the sky, gathered into a huge and boundless meteorite in the void, and instantly smashed down, complementing the extreme cold power of the scroll.

Seeing that he could not dodge, Field stretched out his hand and grabbed the chief magician of the court next to him.

"Gather your strength and self-destruct."

After saying that, he threw it at the meteorite. The old wizard's body emanated a dazzling white light. The huge power of the holy domain collided with the icy meteorite. After the dazzling white light flashed, a deafening sound came with huge energy. The meteorite was smashed into pieces and fell down.

"Field" and another wizard were hit by huge energy and spit out blood. Layers of ice flowers condensed on their robes. It was obvious that the power of ice had not dissipated.

Hercules gasped heavily and half-knelt on the ground. Fortunately, the power of the potion had not dissipated, but the burden it brought to his body was also extremely huge.

"Field" turned to look at the legion commander, the Sanctuary Mage, nodded, and attacked separately.

Heikeris sensed the danger, took a deep look at Mingyin, and said, "We old guys are no longer capable, and we are also the most cowardly generation. The future will depend on you young people. There is no time to say more. You have unlimited potential. I hope you can lead the human race in the future and not let it perish, considering that we are all human beings."

After that, he took out a scroll and said, "This is a teleportation scroll that can send you away. And this ring contains all the documents and a large amount of resources of the Mage Tower. In today's situation, I'm afraid you are the only one who can escape. I don't know how many more people in the empire have been infiltrated. Remember not to trust anyone."

He then gathered up his remaining strength and rushed towards "Field". He wanted to use his strength to avenge his teacher and his old friend, even if they both died.

The Legion Sanctuary Mage had also arrived in front of the seriously injured old principal, and the old principal was forced to stand up and fight with him.

"Field" was dragged down by Hekris and could only watch Ming Yin tear open the scroll and teleport away.

At the northern gate of the imperial capital, a white light flashed and Ming Yin's figure appeared. Ming Yin glanced in the direction of the Mage Tower, thinking of his master's words and the determination in his teacher's eyes, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the ring. He secretly vowed to protect the human race. Without time to grieve, he took out a cloak from the space ring to cover his whole body, disappeared into the crowd, and headed north out of the city.

Inside the academy, in the Mage Tower, a huge explosive energy suddenly erupted. The huge force wreaked havoc, and the Mage Tower that had stood in the Eastern Region for ten thousand years collapsed layer by layer from top to bottom. A huge beam of energy shot up into the sky.

A figure appeared in a panic, with a sinister look in his eyes. It was the commander of the Imperial Magician Corps. As soon as he appeared, three figures appeared beside him. One of them stepped forward and helped him up: "What's going on? Where are Hekris and the others?"

"It's a scam! It's all a scam! It's a scam directed and performed by the master and his disciples!"

"This is not the place to talk. Go meet His Majesty!"