How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

Should it be said that it really is a monster forest that ordinary people dare not go deep into? I saw at a glance that they were all special plants with names. On the contrary, weeds were blocked behind, and the number was very small. The perfunctory weeds are completely different from the effect seen on the grassland.

...this seems a little abnormal.

Avoiding those poisonous plants, I felt that there are so many poisonous plants here, and at the same time, I came to a bush of thorns, and the strange feeling that had been looming from the beginning became more and more obvious.

All I could see was the tip of the iceberg in the thorn bush, most of which were blocked by the giant tree next to it. I carefully avoided those spikes and arrived behind the giant tree, but found that the way forward was blocked by a huge boulder , and those thorns bypass the boulder and continue to climb into the distance.

No, that's not a boulder.

I squinted my eyes to carefully distinguish the words I could see in my field of vision.

It wasn't the thorns that caught my attention. I hadn't had time to hide from this dangerous plant, so how could I rush to it? The reason why I took the risk and walked into the thorn bushes was because I was there to see There are three question marks.

Yes, three question marks.

This is a situation I have never seen since I learned to use the identification technique. Reason tells me that I should wait for Fenrir to come back together, and I will definitely be scolded if I go now, but I still can't hold back the itchy feeling .

If you just stand far away and see if you don't get close, it should be fine, right?

With this in mind, I ignited the fire magic that I hadn't used a few times. Seeing that it was almost burned, I extinguished the flames with water magic, revealing the stone pillars that were originally covered by thorns, and the exquisitely crafted lines on them. .

I used the identification technique again, this time it was not a question mark, but it was something I had never seen before.

【Maze Entrance】

maze?Is that what I thought it was?

I touched my beating heart, increased the output of magic power, and wanted to get more information, but I didn't know if I accidentally touched something, and the mountain shook for a while, and the next second my feet A huge magic circle lit up, and before I could even react, I was already in another place.

After standing still, there was only one idea left in my head.

It's over, I'm going to be scolded by Phil.

I stood there thinking for a few seconds how miserable it would be when I went back, I took a deep breath and decided to put this matter aside.

No, it doesn't matter, it's not out yet, I still have a lot of time to think of reasons!Can definitely survive!

...provided I can get out of here alive.

"Ah sneeze!"

Inhaling the dusty air made me sneeze suddenly. I covered my nose and looked around, thinking about where I was teleported.

The stone-brick walls were covered with moss, and a trickle trickled from the cracks in the gaps in the roof.

Maybe I'll cut the hole open and I'll be able to get out.

After some psychological struggle, I took out the gauntlet that I took off because I thought it was uncomfortable and inconvenient to work, and endured the discomfort and drank the second bottle of concealment potion.

The effect of the concealment potion is to restrain one's own breath and reduce the possibility of being discovered by the enemy. The advanced magic of the same name can also exert the same effect, and the duration is also long, but it is not as practical as the potion.

Apart from the bad taste and expensive price, the concealment potion is quite easy to use.

Then I took out the long sword I bought for self-defense, but I hadn't actually used it a few times, and swung it randomly into the air a few times.

Fortunately, I didn't try to be brave that day, I bought a light sword suitable for my own strength, otherwise I might not be able to lift it.

"Okay, that should be fine."

I cheered myself up in a low voice, and took the first step after I was mentally prepared.

"...I hope there are no monsters here."

That is of course impossible.

The place where I landed was a dead end, and there was only one direction to go. There were many corners but no bifurcations, which saved me the trouble of tangling which way to go.

However, my luck seems to have run out.

When I reached the fifth turning point, since the previous four corners were empty, although I didn’t take it for granted that this would be the case this time, I still relaxed my vigilance. In this case, I Collided with a man in iron armor.

The moment the other party turned around, I recognized that it was a monster called a skeleton.

Correct me, it's a skeleton with maggots crawling in its eye sockets.

Looking at the monster that was a head taller than me, my brain was blank and I couldn't think of anything, but my body moved first, and I chopped off its head with a sword.

After the skull was separated from the body, other parts of the skeleton began to fall apart one by one, and finally all piled up on the ground, turning into ordinary bones, and the rusty iron sword held by the skeleton soldier also fell to the ground , made a crisp sound when it collided with the ground, and after a few seconds, it turned into light spots along with the bones and disappeared into the air.

"...died?"

I looked at my hands blankly and couldn't believe that I had done it.

The fear when I saw the skeleton is still vivid in my memory, my legs seemed to be nailed there and I couldn’t move. For a moment, I thought I was finished, but my body moved by itself, as if someone was controlling my body instead of me , Raised the sword and swung it down in one go, I didn't even feel the slightest resistance, as if all I touched was air.

I closed my eyes, trying to recall what it felt like to be attacked, but to no avail.

I was too nervous, so I couldn't remember it.

There is no way, I can only put this matter aside for the time being, and continue to move forward, but this time I never dare to relax my vigilance.

After that, I encountered several lonely skeleton soldiers one after another, and there were more forks. Without knowing the detailed route, I could only go forward by feeling, and killing skeleton soldiers was faster than me. It’s easier to imagine, it’s not that I’m talented, but that these bones are really too brittle, almost shattered in one blow, which can explain why I don’t feel anything at all.

But I still can't figure out how such brittle bones support the heavy armor, and how it all disappears after death.

More importantly, what the hell is this place?

I rubbed my stomach that started to growl, took out the dry food I had prepared before departure, stuffed the sauced meat into the flatbread, and ate it mouthful with water.

Dry food is quite sufficient, and water magic can be used even if there is a lack of water, but it won't work if you don't find a way out quickly...

I sighed, got up resignedly and continued to move forward.

I don't know how long I've been walking, but there are more and more skeleton soldiers on the road. What hasn't changed is that they are still as brittle, and they fall apart with a single strike. I also blame myself for not having a sense of accomplishment, let alone fear.

When I think that this is a monster that can be hacked casually, I can't get up a bit, and even feel a little sleepy.

There is no way, although they are brittle, but the number is surprisingly large, I do not know when they have been appearing in a steady stream, and after killing one, new ones will emerge, and the concealment potion has no effect at all.

Although the dead skeleton soldiers will disappear and will not pile up in the aisle to block the way, I still can't help but feel anxious. The unorganized attack has consumed most of my energy. If I don't think of a way to break through, I will Sooner or later they will be overwhelmed by skeleton soldiers.

Finally, when a new batch of skeleton soldiers rushed up, I subconsciously used the earth magic I am most familiar with.

Looking at the skeleton soldier who was blocked by the ground thorns and couldn't come over, I raised my hand and slapped myself.

Why didn't I think of such a simple method earlier!

Did you forget about magic because you watched too much hand-to-hand combat?

I apologized to the teacher of the Central Academy in my heart, then pretended nothing happened, silently put away the long sword, and took out the potion of nourishing magic.

Fight!

According to the memory of my previous life, the more monsters there are, the more likely there are treasures or exits in this place. Although it is not very good to compare the game with reality, but now I have no other way, it is better to take a gamble.

Because the frequency of skeleton soldiers appearing is too high, I can't help but think that there may be monster spawn points in this place, or high-level monsters that can summon low-level skeleton soldiers.

...Besides, there is another possibility.

Necromancer.

Necromancers are a branch of magicians. Contrary to the light magic used by priests, Necromancers rely on dark magic that can only be used by monsters.

That is to say, as long as there is affinity, no matter who can use dark magic, but because there are very few people who can use dark magic, and most of the monsters are of the dark attribute, people who are deeply victimized by monsters over time There was an idea that all the ones who could use dark magic were monsters.

This is very unfair to those favored by elemental spirits with dark attributes.

From their point of view, they can also use magic, and should be revered by ordinary people like other magicians, but they are excluded or even shouted and killed because of attribute problems, how do they accept it.

It is a pity that their complaints were not accepted by the world, and were misinterpreted as the bewitching of the devil. Anyone who dares to speak for them is the accomplice of the devil and needs to be purified together.

The so-called purification is to use the divine punishment in light magic on them. As long as they can survive the divine punishment, it can prove that they are not devils.

But we all know that light and darkness are opposites. When light restrains darkness, it is also restrained by darkness. The result of winning or losing is just to see which side is stronger. That is to say, as long as there is enough strength, no matter whether it is light or darkness can win.

However, such a simple and easy-to-understand truth seems to be understood by no one. Every child who is found to have an affinity for dark elements will be sent to the temple to participate in [purification]. However, he is still young and has never learned magic. How can protecting children who you don't even know is better than a priest who has practiced light magic for many years.

As a matter of course, every child who was sent to [purification] failed to come back alive. Under the brainwashing of the Temple of Light, people became more convinced that "the one who uses dark magic is a monster", making the dark mage, that is, The existence of necromancers is becoming more and more unpopular. Even if they have never done bad things, and even saved many people with dark magic, they will still be labeled as monsters and be punished.

In this case, the choices they can make can be roughly divided into two. One is not to believe in evil and strive to prove to the world that dark mages can also be kind, and the other is to accept the world's evaluation of them and become a real bad person.

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