Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The great wizard Fair Horden rushed over with sparks and lightning, leaving a hot trajectory of flames in the air along the way.

He rushed to the front and hovered in the air, glanced at Harvey who was about to escape on the ground, and did not pay much attention to it, but instead mocked the violent snow tornado, "How is that?" ? Are all the people in the warhead belonging to turtles? They dare not act but dare not behave, and they do not want to show up and reveal their identity, right?”

The caster who was hiding his figure in the Ice and Snow Scroll asked hoarsely: "Fel Hoden, what are you doing to get involved? You have even been robbed of the title of the Federation by Lord Saras!"

Fair immediately turned red, his thick and messy red hair dissipated in the wind, and he said angrily: "Let your mother's shit!"

He looked down at the carriage frozen by the ice on the ground and said in disbelief: "Am I late? Damn it. If I had known that guy had exhausted his magic, I shouldn't have followed behind me secretly. I should have sent it directly. He went to Orland!”

After saying that, he grabbed his hair maniacly, closed his hands and quickly cast a spell. A raging flame suddenly ignited outside his body, and his whole body directly crashed into the ice and snow tornado floating in the air.

"Damn it! Since that's the case, you can stay and bury it with you!"

Eight-ring improved fire-type magic - Fiery bombardment!

Ordinary high-level fire mages use this magic weapon with the affinity of fire elements as a carrier to manipulate magic weapons attached to the fire spirit to attack the enemy. Fair Hoden is extremely violent and relies on his own body to pass by. Strengthen the transformation, directly use the body as a magic weapon carrier, and launch a physical collision against the enemy.

The ice and snow tornado suddenly collapsed inward, then exploded with a bang, turning into countless slender ice threads to greet Fel, trying to twist his body and delay the block.

But the Son of Flame was not afraid at all, and two rays of scorching orange-yellow light burst out from their eyes. The burning flames outside their bodies turned dark red. Dozens of firebirds with wings flew out from them, pecking and clawing The ice silk quickly swallowed and melted.

After a loud bang, the earth seemed to tremble a few times. The two high-level elemental mages collided in the air, and even the air was slightly distorted.

The collapsed ice and snow tornado finally dissipated, revealing the attacker wearing a black robe and a cloak inside. He squirted out a blood clot with ice slag and fell to the ground with a shaking sound.

The Son of Flame also landed in front of him. The red mage robe and the upper half of the body were covered with a thin layer of ice shell, and the left face was filled with a layer of blue-black frost, and the left eye. They all appear pale because of the extremely cold ice.

"Ah!!! My eyes!" Although he wailed loudly on his mouth, his body did not tremble at all. He raised his hand to shake off the ice and snow covering his arms, and he ignored the frozen eyes.

Wayne and Tommy, who were huddling aside and were about to re-shot, were so scared that they sat on the ground with their mouths open and dared not make a sound.

Fair walked to the attacker who was unconscious on the ground, raised his feet and kicked him in the head. With a click, it was like kicking a frozen watermelon, and it stomped the other party's head directly.

Blood surged in the neck of the headless corpse, mixed with the gray brain on the ground, and made a ball of it.

"If you want to bury you, you will be bury with you. I have to struggle with you here, so that I have to ask Brother Quinn to change my eyes!"

He murmured a few words in a low voice, turned to look at the frozen carriage, raised his hand and knocked it away with a fireball, revealing the lifeless puppet body inside.

"God, it's all my fault. Now the whole forum will know that because of my poor protection, we have lost a precious member... This guy is still so talented, it's simply..."

Harvey moved his foot and walked behind Mr. Son of Flame and said carefully: "Uh... Mr. Son of Flame, I'm sorry, but in fact... I am Kelthuzad."

Feel choked his throat and coughed suddenly, turning around and said blankly, "You are Kelthuzad? But... But the person I saw in the Hall of Truth is obviously this ice lump! What's going on "" "

Harvey smiled and said, "Thanks to your hint reminder from Mr. Fadun, I used the illusion of the shadow knight to change the appearance and figure of me and my assistant..."

Fair laughed loudly when he heard this, patted Harvey on the shoulder and praised, "Damn it, you are the one who studies the caster to be so silly! Your brain is so good."

After saying that, he said a little apologetically: "Oh, if I had known that you were weak, I could not even use the flying magic, so I should have escorted you to Orland. Now, the carriage is gone, I still have to I fly with you on my back. I can't hold on to Orland for such a long journey."

Of course, Harvey dared not explain that he actually couldn't fly at all. In the magic ring of the intermediate caster, there was no flying magic that needed sufficient magic energy to cast.

He could only cough twice in embarrassment and declined the kindness of the Son of Flame to take the initiative to be his flying mount.

"Didn't you return to the Hall of Truth with Mr. Falun? Why did you come to find me halfway?"

Fair scratched his head and said frankly: "Although my relationship with the teacher broke down, he occasionally told me some things and still needs to follow them. This is the basic etiquette of a student..."

Harvellen said, "Teacher? Who is your teacher? Are you one of the forum members?"

Fair turned his body sideways, abandoned the frozen eyeball that he had pinched in his hand, and said lightly: "Who else can you? Naturally, the legendary chief with respect, Master Caihong... "

...

In the end, Harvey relied on Wayne's burden and chatted with the Son of Fire, slowly rushing to the station town nearest to Alaye, and hired a carriage to transfer to Orland.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Standing at the gate of Orland Spellcasters Federation branch, the Son of Fire said that he would send Harvey here. After that, he only needs to use the mainland teleportation array inside the Federation to arrive at Daes, the wizard kingdom, to basically guarantee that Wei is safe.

"Daus is my hometown. There are many officials and spellcasters in the Federation branch over there. They are all descendants of the blood relatives of the same wizard family as me. If you bring my seal emblem, they will naturally take care of them. Your itinerary is confidential..."

Harvey felt warm and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Son of Flame, I'm very grateful for your actions, including your previous help... But the forum emphasizes the principle of equivalent exchange. I want to know what you need to pay for if you are like this. Repay at the price?”

Fair smiled and winked and said, "Oh! I knew you were a good guy. I waited for you along the way, but I waited for a long time."

He rubbed his hands with a little excitement after looking around, leaned into Harvey's ear and whispered: "Your creative technique... is powerful and crackling... It makes Lukal even more fried than a roast suckling pig. Can you teach me those who want burnt fragrance?”

"Is that the seven rings? Or the eight rings? What it actually triggers is not the basic element, but the power of lightning derived from the wind element. It is really a genius idea!"

He paused and added a little embarrassedly: "Of course, I will help you once, which is not enough to exchange for this magic. I will compensate you for some other things. You don't have to worry, go back and think slowly before going to me Just make a request."

Harvey nodded to show his understanding. After thinking for a moment, he explained warmly: "There is no problem to exchange it for you, but... after this magic was created, it has not been approved by the ring level, and I am not sure about it myself. How many rings of magic do you think? If you don’t mind, after I publish the paper and pass the review and evaluation, then consider the value of the additional items paid..."

Fair straightened up suddenly and said in disbelief: "Ah? It hasn't been identified yet? No... it's your own original technique, right?"