Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

After the online auction of the Magic Network Forum ended, probably because most of the members who participated in the auction had used up their points, the forum suddenly became more active than before.

Harvey could see many posts about knowledge payment and material trading in the information exchange section of the forum every day.

This made him more convinced that controlling the number of points in the hands of forum members would help improve user stickiness and forum activity.

Even Mr. Burning Lord, who currently has the highest reputation in the forum, has seen his points rapidly shrink to less than 200 after several rounds of online transactions and the consumption of new member invitations.

Not to mention those new members and old members who lost a lot of money at the auction, many of them have their points directly reduced to pitiful single digits.

"Chat more and communicate more, so that I can collect more useful knowledge and information..." Harvey sat in front of the "Magic Brain" instrument, flipping through the contents stored in it, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The battle in the Evil Moon Mountains suddenly gained a one-sided advantage because of the withdrawal of the main force of the demons. The Federation and the Wizard Kingdom coalition successfully pushed the front line to the north side of the God Ridge Mountains and completely occupied the natural mining areas rich in high-level magic stones.

Harvey naturally knew the general reason for the withdrawal of the demons. It should be that they suddenly turned their main attack direction to the east and began to erode the evil orc territory in the northern ice field with all their strength, but Harvey didn't quite understand why they did so.

After simply scanning the content of today's exchanges on the forum, Harvey decided to enter the magic network plane and study his mutated positioning magic pattern carefully.

Harvey has always been a thorn in his throat about the magic pattern that suddenly changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional. Fortunately, there were no accidents when analyzing the spells or promoting the rank.

But Harvey always felt that the mutation of the magic pattern was probably related to the spiritual anchor that appeared out of thin air, and it was even more closely related to his identity as a time traveler.

But whether in the Undead Academy in the past or in the current Magic Network Forum, he could not find any knowledge content related to the spiritual anchor. After all, hiding the location of one's own magic pattern and the anchor point of the spiritual anchor is a self-protection measure that all spellcasters will take.

"Is it the uniqueness of the identity of a traverser, or is it the plane change caused by my creation of the Magic Network Forum..."

Harvey repeatedly explored the interior of the magic pattern with his mental power and found that except for the changes in its external form, there were not many strange things in its internal structure.

The two spells that have completed the analysis and construction in the magic pattern - the three-ring spell "Mirror Curse" and the five-ring spell "Kairel's Corrosion Field" have been filled into the spell ring position, turning into two solid micro-crystal spheres that slowly flow inside the magic pattern.

The remaining four hollow balls mean that he can complete the engraving of four more intermediate spells, which is also the total number of instant spells that intermediate spellcasters can construct in the magic pattern.

And the general spells do not need to occupy the spell ring position inside the magic pattern.

When Harvey was still a magic apprentice at the Academy of the Dead, he had already been basically disenchanted by the magical professional identity of a magician. The spellcasters in this world were completely different from the powerful magicians he had imagined before he crossed over.

There was no dazzling and powerful magic, let alone endless strange spells.

The total number of spells that an orthodox spellcaster could learn and master in his lifetime was absolutely limited. Even a legendary spellcaster would not dare to claim that he could be inclusive and omnipotent.

The necromancer would never rub a big fireball out of thin air, and the arcane wizard could not shake the zombie army.

The battles between spellcasters were not all kinds of flying and hiding. The moment when the spell was completed first and the attack spell was cast first, the victory or defeat was instantly determined.

Of course, the formation of a combat wizard cluster like the Federation and the use of offensive spells to directly cover and wash the ground were not included.

Harvey observed the magic ring for a while, and decided to use his mental power to enter the mental anchor and explore the "hometown" anchor point that made him feel familiar and warm.

Suddenly he felt a strange energy flow fluctuation in the magic network space, and this fluctuation seemed to surge towards the location of his magic pattern like a wave at an indescribable frequency.

The next second Harvey felt as if his heart was squeezed, beating heavily and struggling for a few times.

He heard a strange voice in this surging wave.

"Hello, strange locator in the magic network..." The voice was very hoarse and low, as if many people were speaking at the same time, layered together, and it was difficult to distinguish their gender and age.

Harvey forced himself to calm down, and used a trace of mental power to quickly connect with the mental anchor in the magic pattern, so that he could use mental power to defend or counterattack at any time.

"Who are you? How did you locate me?" Harvey responded cautiously.

"Hehe, why do you think I can locate you? I'm just wandering around the plane casually..." The owner of this voice seemed to be in a good mood. Although there was no emotional fluctuation in the tone, there was no obvious hostility in the content.

"Are you a high-level spellcaster wandering in the magic network?"

"Spellcaster? No, I exist in the magic network myself. I have seen countless spellcasters you mentioned..."

The other party paused, and then continued lightly: "Can I ask you not to try to use your spiritual anchor to attack me? Hehe, with the stability of your anchor point, it may cause me relatively large damage, but I have no ill intentions..."

Of course, Harvey would not trust the other party easily, "As long as you don't take the initiative to attack, I will not fight back against you, and I have no malice."

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"I just want to communicate with others. This place is too empty and vast, which really makes me feel lonely." The mysterious man sighed in a low voice.

Harvey thought for a few seconds and asked, "So, are you who originally lived in the Magic Web Plane...uh, race?"

He first ruled out the other party's human identity and began to think about what ancient powerful races can survive for a long time in the magic net space besides the legendary spiritual dragon.

"Race? Well, let me think about it, human spellcasters prefer to call me—the devil, the devil of the mind."

Inner demon? Harvey was stunned in surprise. Isn’t this the legendary name of a superior demon?

It turns out that inner demons live in the magic net space. So do they still have physical bodies in the real world?

"We only have a projection in the real world, and there is no entity..." The other party seemed to immediately sense his thinking and answered quietly.

"So the racial talent of the inner demon is thinking perception?" Harvey forced himself to gather his chaotic thoughts, so that his mental power can be condensed, and avoid being easily perceived by all his thoughts.

The other party responded with an apology in his tone for the first time: "I'm sorry, I'm not taking the initiative to perceive your thinking, but as long as there are people around us, we will be unconsciously forced to hear their strongest voices. Alas, this is both a talent and a curse…”

It turns out that the full automatic telepathy ability is still a halo-covered passive skill, which is indeed quite miserable. Harvey couldn't help but think that if the other party lives in a giant city like Alaye, he might be irritated and mentally collapsed. Bar.

"Hahaha! Although I don't know where Alaye is, I think I'm afraid it will indeed collapse after you describe it. This is also the main reason why we choose to live in the Magic Net..."

After sensing Harvey's inner complaints, the other party seemed to agree with Harvey's empathy and added a little kindness to his tone.