Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

The sun is hanging in the sky, and night is about to fall.

A team of church priests and judges knights in pure white robes set up temporary overnight camps on the open flats beside the road.

Several bonfires soon rose in the camp, and several judges knights took off their heavy armor and kept busy boiling firewood around the fire.

The young assistant priest walked to a middle-aged priest holding a pot of hot water, "Sir, the tea has been used up, please use some hot water..."

The middle-aged priest frowned slightly and said impatiently: "You should be able to arrive in Jackdaw Town tomorrow, right? It's so exhausting to sleep in the open along the way."

Sushi sat cross-legged beside him and whispered, "Yes, if we get up and rush to the road at dawn, we will arrive at Jackdaw Town as soon as noon... However, I never understand why when I passed by Grizzlies Castle , if we don’t go into the city to rest, isn’t Count Feigen from Grizzlies a devout church believer?”

"Earl Feigen? Humph, he is indeed a devout believer... But he had offended the Federation because of some things before, and had to go to King Saint Valen in person to mediate for himself. He just returned a few days ago. The territory was immediately monitored by the Federation. The situation is now awkward, so how can I have time to receive us?”

The young assistant god suddenly realized and couldn't help asking: "So... is our mission to Jackdaw Town related to the matter of Earl Feigen? The Federation protects the undead mage and allows him to secretly carry out bloody and evil magic. experiment……"

The priest nodded and briefly explained the real purpose of their trip - in name it was a routine parade and missionary journey to the border of St. Valen, but in fact it was a secret investigation of this blasphemy involving the necromancer. After all, there was a hunting The witch is involved in it, and it is likely that it will not be groundless.

"Although the God-Punishmentists act in extreme styles, they will never let go of any evil wizards who blaspheme our Lord easily. Although most people do not support their acts of destroying the peace covenant on the surface, they absolutely agree in private." Middle-aged man The priest said with a serious face.

Moreover, according to sources who were placed inside the Federation, the necromancer, who is entrenched in Jackdaw Town, has another unknown secret identity - he posted anonymously in the Federation Gazel not long ago. The author of the magic research paper, who openly slandered the church's bloodline divine gift ceremony, and is the same as the evil and madness secret medicine of the demon clan!

A necromancer who is familiar with high-level alchemy and has successfully cracked and replicated the formula of bloodline enhancement potion. He actually disguised himself as a low-level spellcaster and hid in the border area of ​​the Southern Kingdom, successfully avoiding the church's long-standing targets. The focus is on, and if there is no secret conspiracy involving the senior conspiracy of the Federation's top leaders, it is really a fool who will not believe it.

If it weren't for the incognito witch hunter attack, and the involvement of Earl Feigen was targeted by the Federation, the church wouldn't have quickly slapped the publisher of the paper with the pseudonym "Kel Thujad" with a minus The low-level necromancers on the border of Jackdaw Town correspond to each other.

"But we do this is equivalent to directly intensifying the conflict with the Federation. The caster who is secretly protected by them cannot be easily caught enough to convict..." The young assistant tone was filled with deep worries.

"The handle to condemnation? No, we do not need to go through cumbersome investigations and reporting, nor do we need to inform the Federation of two-faced magic politicians, any magicians who blaspheme of the glory of gods and attempt to touch the glorious authority, our Lord has already directly We are just agents who conduct the judgment when he was sentenced to his crime. ” The priest responded with a chuckling.

Except for the young priests and priests who were not sure about the key inside information, the remaining members of the team were basically bloodline knights secretly inserted by the God Punishment Sect, with seven intermediate and A high-level priest, and the middle-aged priest who was in charge of leading the team was a high-level combat priest who retreated from Blackstone City several years ago.

"Okay, let's tell you these truths because of your devout faith in my Lord. After all, you are a child who has always been by my side. I have always been optimistic about your future development." The middle-aged priest patted the young man. The shoulder of the Assistant Saint comforted him, "Tonight is the last night to sleep in the wilderness. After arriving in Jackdaw Town tomorrow, we will not have to suffer anymore."

After the group had a simple dinner, they surrounded the bonfire and were presided over by the middle-aged priest, completing their daily routine prayers. The high-level knight commander who had been silent all the time, randomly selected several judges to take turns to watch. The remaining priests and assistants entered their tents to go to bed early.

The young ritual was no exception. After forcing a few pages of the teachings by the campfire, he returned to his tent tiredly, extinguished the oil lamp and lie down.

I was confused and wondered how long it took, but a slight muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly came from his ear - it seemed that someone had tripped accidentally at night, but he didn't hear the pain of the fallen man. , but a second sound soon sounded.

This time, he also heard the crisp sound of metal armor touching the ground. Although it was not very obvious, it was definitely not an auditory illusion.

Someone fell one after another? Is it the Judge Knight on the Vigil? Only they will wear armor at night...

The young assistant priest suddenly opened his eyes and turned over and got up. He subconsciously groped by the marching bed in the dark, but did not catch any suitable weapons. After all, he was just an intern priest priest, even the simplest healing prayer and glory. He is not very skilled in using the magical technique.

But I finally touched a hard object, which was an extinguished metal oil lamp.

I slowly approached the curtain of the tent and was about to lift a corner to secretly observe the situation when the roar of the high-ranking knight commander was heard outside, "Enemy attack! Knights of the Judgment Army! Fight back! Gather around me!"

The warning roar broke the silence of the late night, and the camp was instantly boiling.

Then there was a loud bang, and the dry mud ground shook slightly.

The voice of the knight commander who kept shouting and commanding came to an abrupt end!

Amid the noisy screams and curses, the dull panting of the beast was clearly audible, and the young deacon finally couldn't help but lift a corner of the tent curtain... As a high-ranking knight commander of the Judgment Army, he was trampled under the sturdy feet of a terrifying beast standing in human form. In panic, blood gushed out from the gaps in the armor that was only half-dressed, soaking the originally dry mud ground around him wet.

This terrifying humanoid beast standing upright at a height of three or four meters is the attacker!

It has thick black fur all over its body, and its limbs are extremely strong. With a casual wave of its claws, it swept a judge who rushed towards it with a sword, leaving three deep scratches on his hard fine steel breastplate.

The weirdest thing is its beast-shaped head, which is actually a huge gray-black wolf head, with triangular wolf eyes emitting azure light. In the slightly opened long mouth, you can see the blood-red tongue and sharp teeth, and the pointed ears are facing the sides of the head.

"Werewolf! How can there be a werewolf here?" The young deacon couldn't help but let out a low cry from his mouth, but it immediately attracted the attention of the wolf-shaped beast. Turning around, a beast face strangely revealed the lively expression that only humans have - mockery and disdain.

Two more judges rushed forward, but in front of this wolf-shaped beast, it was completely futile to resist. With one swing of its claws, it broke open the chest and abdomen of a knight, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed hotly all over the ground.

Another knight was grabbed by the neck and lifted up directly, and then he was brought to the blood-red giant mouth and opened his mouth to bite down. The sound of flesh and bones rubbing against each other immediately sounded, which made the others around shudder.

"It's an evil wizard! It's the wizard's transformation!" The middle-aged priest also ran out of the tent and joined the gathered judges, and was surrounded and guarded by them.

He stared at the werewolf standing in the center of the camp with red eyes, silently chanting in his mouth, and clasped his hands together to release the attack magic, but suddenly trembled all over, as if he was hit by the magic and spit out a mouthful of blood.

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"Anti-magic field! They have set up anti-magic field around the camp!"

The young deacon then realized that the high-ranking knight leader was so easily killed by the evil wizard who turned into a werewolf because he could not stimulate the bloodline ability in his body. No wonder the other party dared to attack a group of bloodline knights on his own. It turned out that the anti-magic field was buried nearby in advance.

He has other helpers nearby, who are also equally powerful and strange spellcasters!

"Take the priest and retreat first!" A knight of the Judgment Army roared in a deep voice, "Don't worry about those deacons and priests, and flee separately! All knights stay in place to fight and be responsible for delaying this evil wizard!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the werewolf with a sword, followed by two knights of the Judgment Army who had not yet put on armor.

Four or five Judgment Army soldiers had already fallen in the camp, all of whom were killed by the werewolf wizard with his claws. The remaining knights changed their strategy and used the cover of the tent to launch a siege and fight, trying to buy more time for the evacuation of others.

The young deacon immediately rushed out of the tent, rushed to the middle-aged priest and helped him up. The priest was obviously hit by the magic of the anti-forbidden magic field. His face was pale and his body was shaky. He could only put all his weight on the thin deacon's shoulders and walked out of the camp slowly and hard.

"Escape to Jackdaw Town! Along the main road, there are some warehouses and post stations along the way. The attacking spellcasters dare not attack us openly in front of civilians unless they want to start a full-scale war!" The middle-aged priest vomited blood again and ordered weakly.

The shouts of the battle gradually faded away. The deacon helped the priest to touch the road in the dark night without moonlight. However, he was quite alert and did not walk directly in the middle of the road, but walked carefully along the dense bushes beside the road.

If the attacker is a high-level spellcaster, he will definitely use the flying spell to search for the priests and priests who fled along the way. On a night without bright moonlight, it is not easy to find their traces from high altitude at a glance.

After walking a few hundred meters, the lights of the campfires in the roadside camps gradually disappeared from sight. The deacon breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the enemy did not pursue them in the direction of their escape, or perhaps the knights of the Judgment Army could hold out for a while longer.