Necromancer: A New Era

Tang Yue came to a place that was exactly the same as the priest hall he had seen in the spiritual space before.

A thousand years ago, the hall of the God of Death, the most important priest of the Soul Clan, was solemn and dignified. The hall was closed all year round, and was filled with a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

When you step into the hall, the first thing that catches your eye is thousands of circular stone kneeling pads, which are neatly arranged on the ground, as if waiting for the worship of believers. These kneeling pads have witnessed countless sacrificial ceremonies, carrying the piety and awe of the Soul Clan people towards the God of Death.

In the center of the hall stood a huge statue. The statue was tens of meters tall, majestic and solemn, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. The statue had a stern face and deep eyes, as if silently watching everything in the world. Its body had smooth lines and well-developed muscles, showing unparalleled strength and majesty.

Around the statue, there are various mysterious symbols and patterns, which represent the beliefs and culture of the Soul Clan. They flicker with a faint light, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the hall.

On the walls of the hall, there are exquisite murals. These murals depict the history and legends of the Soul Clan, and show their understanding and pursuit of the cycle of life and death. The characters in the murals are lifelike and colorful, making people feel as if they are in a mysterious world.

The whole hall was filled with a strong stench of decay, the smell of being closed for years. A faint dust lingered in the air, giving people a sense of decay and decay. In such an environment, it seemed as if one could feel the presence of death, and the fragility and preciousness of life.

After carefully observing the surroundings, he thought to himself, "There is nothing special or a secret door, except for a special sarcophagus on the high platform behind the statue. It seems that the treasure is just a rumor. Let's see what's strange about the sarcophagus."

When he arrived at the sarcophagus and was about to reach out to touch it, the sarcophagus seemed to come alive, emitting a sinister laugh, and then fell silent.

Even though Tang Yue had seen a lot of storms, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. After casting a 0th-level mental tranquility spell on himself, he continued to explore the sarcophagus. He tried his best but failed to move it. Without thinking too much, he cast necromancy to summon a bunch of skeletons, and with their concerted efforts, they finally pushed open the sarcophagus.

The facilities in the sarcophagus were simple, and there were not many things in it, just a corpse wearing a mask, an ancient staff with a skull at one end, and a strange crystal cup.

Tang Yue came to the head of the corpse, ordered the skeleton to crawl in, and slowly picked up the mask. As Tang Yue was nervous, the mask was slowly removed, and nothing happened until the mask was handed to him.

"Damn it, you guys on Earth have watched too many tomb-robbing ghost movies. I'm a necromancer. Am I afraid of ghosts?"

He laughed to himself, dispelled the skeleton, and examined the mask carefully.

This mask is made of silver material, exuding a cold and mysterious luster. The overall image of the mask is a skull, with a strange light flashing in the empty eye sockets, as if it can see through everything.

The teeth of the skull are sharp and neat, and the slightly opened mouth reveals a hint of ferocity. The mask has high cheekbones and sunken cheeks, which adds a bit of gloom. There are some mysterious symbols engraved on the forehead, perhaps representing the power of death.

The silver material makes the mask look smooth and hard, reflecting the surrounding light, giving people a cold and ruthless feeling. The details of the mask are very delicate, and the texture of each bone is clearly visible, as if it is a real skull.

Tang Yue picked it up and put it on his face. There was nothing special about it. He tried to contact it with his mental power. A mark was engraved on the mask and then attached to Tang Yue's face. It was much more comfortable than the masks Tang Yue had worn before. He could breathe smoothly and it seemed to isolate the air. The dust and decayed smell in the room were all blocked out. After communicating with it with his mental power, the mask lit up instantly, merged into his face and disappeared, and a piece of information appeared in his mind.

The Mask of the God of Death, when the war between gods broke out ten thousand years ago, this mask fell from the void and was picked up by the current patriarch of the Soul Clan. Through the mask, he communicated with the world of the God of Death, attracted the power of the world of the God of Death to descend, and led the Soul Clan to become powerful for a time. A thousand years ago, the Mask of the God of Death returned to peace, and the priest function no longer appeared, and it was unable to communicate with the world of the God of Death.

Tang Yue took off the mask and looked at it. There was nothing special going on. The disguise of flesh and blood magic on his face disappeared, returning to his original appearance. With this mask, he could get rid of the disguise.

Then he looked at the staff and the cup.

This short skeleton staff exudes a strange aura. Its body is made of an unknown black metal, flashing a dim light, as if it draws power from the darkness.

At the top of the staff was an exquisite skull, with red light flashing in its hollow eye sockets, as if it was watching everything in the world. The teeth of the skull were extremely sharp, revealing a chilling aura.

Under the skull, there is a mysterious gem inlaid, which is shining with purple light, like a beating heart. This gem is the core of the staff, which gives the staff powerful magic.

When Tang Yue held the staff, he could feel a powerful force coming from it. This force allowed him to summon countless skeleton warriors to fight for him.

Although the short skeleton staff may seem insignificant, it is actually a semi-artifact. Its power is enough to give any necromancer an advantage in battle and become the master of the battlefield.

"Not bad, a weapon tailor-made for me. The leader of the Soul Clan is a necromancer?"

Then Tang Yue mobilized his mental strength and activated the necromancy. The magic circle that usually took at least 5 seconds to carve appeared out of thin air, as if it had been carved long ago. Suddenly, as if the magic circle was too small, the crowded skeletons squeezed out, and soon filled the stone platform in front where the coffins were placed, and fell to the open space below, until the magic circle disappeared. Hundreds of skeletons were densely standing in front, with soul fire flashing with red light, staring at Tang Yue quietly, as if waiting for their king to give orders. These skeletons were very strange. In the past, the skeletons summoned by Tang Yue were all blue soul fire, but these skeletons turned into red soul fire.

Tang Yue was a little stunned. This staff was not ordinary. It strengthened the speed of drawing the magic circle, strengthened the number of summons, and reduced the mental power consumption too much. Looking at the appearance of the skeleton, it was also strengthened and mutated. The bones were much thicker, and there were bone spurs protruding in some places, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Staring at the staff in his hand, Tang Yue drooled for the first time. He couldn't let it go and wiped it in his arms. It was the first time that his personality on Earth was revealed after traveling to this continent for so long. His previous calmness suddenly disappeared. He grinned and said, "This is a divine weapon. It suits me so well. In one word, awesome!!!"

Tang Yue dispersed the mental power to maintain the skeleton summoning, and then did not use necromancy, but only used the power of the staff, mobilizing only mental power, and waved his hand. A large number of skeletons appeared, but these skeletons did not seem to be strengthened. They were just ordinary skeletons, just a little more in number.

"It seems that this staff has the ability to summon skeletons. I have misunderstood this Soul Clan leader. He should have been given this staff during the sacrifice, and he is not a necromancer."

Then, he reluctantly put away the staff and looked at the cup.

Tang Yue took this simple and strange crystal cup and observed it carefully. It had a unique appearance, with smooth but slightly twisted lines, as if it was a perfect fusion of nature's uncanny craftsmanship and the artist's fantastic imagination.

The crystal cup exuded a faint and mysterious spiritual fluctuation. When Tang Yue stared at it, he seemed to feel an invisible force attracting his spiritual power. The fluctuation spread slowly like ripples on a calm lake.

The surface of the cup shone with a soft light, like the stars in the night sky. Against the backdrop of the light, the interior of the crystal cup seemed to hide endless mysteries, making people want to explore it. However, when Tang Yue tried to explore deeper, he seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and could only wander on the surface.

This crystal cup seems to be a portal to an unknown world. The spiritual fluctuations it exudes attract people's attention, but people cannot really touch the secrets inside. It quietly exudes a mysterious atmosphere, waiting for the destined person to solve its mystery.

This time Tang Yue tried many methods but couldn't open it. There was a response when he used his mental power, but not much. It seemed that Tang Yue, who was currently at level 5, still couldn't open it.

Without thinking too much, he put the cup into the space ring, bowed deeply to the remains of the Soul Clan leader in the coffin, and said slowly: "Thank you for your treasure. Please forgive me for my disrespect. If there is a day, I will come back here to return the treasure and bury you properly."

After saying that, he summoned the skeleton, closed the coffin lid, and turned to leave.