Abduct the Necromancer

The dark world originally refers to all groups that are considered evil, such as killers, thieves, undead, necromancers... and so on.

But with the decline of the authority of the Holy See, undead and dark magic are recognized by the magic world, and people have a deeper understanding of alien creatures such as undead, demons, and orcs. hidden forces.These people are not necessarily evil, but their actions are very secretive.

Xiu is a very typical orthodox magician. It is very difficult to enter this unique circle to inquire about information, and it is not easy to entrust those intelligence organizations for this matter, so I can only ask Sherlock, who also belongs to the dark world.

For the sake of the treasure, Sherlock actively inquired about the news about the coat of arms of the two snakes in his own small world. Things went smoothly unexpectedly, and news came soon. It is said that there is a person who knows about the coat of arms , but that person is now in the misty forest, and he needs to find it himself.

"Hmph, you're making out with your little baby, and you're sending me to this kind of shitty place..."

Sherlock walked among the half-person-high weeds and complained angrily. From time to time, the sharp grass came in through the gaps in the fabric. Although it didn't hurt, it was uncomfortably itchy.The most depressing thing is that this plant named "grass" has a strong demon-eating property, and ordinary magic will be absorbed by the grass, which makes him unable to use his bone hands to push the grass away, and has to endure torture .

"This is a wizard's nightmare!" he whispered angrily.

Pushing aside the dense grass, he finally came to the only hotel outside the misty forest.

As soon as Sherlock entered the door, he greeted the waiter familiarly and asked, "Is there a dark mage coming recently?"

The waiter smiled and said: "Yes, a dark mage told me a month ago, if I see Lord Saiyan, I will tell you that he will be back in a few days. If you arrive first, please wait a moment."

"Okay, I see. Get me the best room with the best food and hot water. I need to rest. If that mage shows up, tell him about my room."

Sherlock dropped a bag of coins on the counter, adding some more gold coins to the blackmail list in his mind.

Anyway, that guy Xiu enjoys the royal subsidy, so who else would he cheat?

Of course, Sherlock firmly denied that he had taken advantage of the opportunity to enjoy it under the guise of repaying the debt—it was a shameless act of the talents of an imperial official, but he was a pure, kind, honest and calm necromancer!

When he came to the room, the waiter quickly prepared hot water. After rewarding the waiter with a tip, Sherlock locked the doors and windows, took off his gray robe, sat in the bucket, and habitually looked at the reflection in the water, pale With almost transparent skin, a long scar ran across the corner of his eye, but if he turned his face slightly to cover the scar, he would still be very handsome in the water.

In the past, Sherlock would secretly admire his own reflection, but today he turned his face to the other side, so that the scar was fully exposed.

His eyes fell on the scar at the corner of his eye, and he thought of the man with charming eyes again.

"What did he like about me?" Sherlock rubbed the corner of his eyes, "If he liked my appearance back then, that's all. Now..."

"Click."

His thoughts were disturbed by the sound of the window opening, and he looked up instinctively, a black figure leaped into the room nimbly, if it wasn't for the man wearing a large robe, such a neat movement would almost make people think it was a person thieves.

"Damn it!" Sherlock cursed in a low voice, grabbed it with five fingers, and the staff appeared in his palm instantly, "Dungeon of Bones!"

The white bony hands emerged from the floor, grabbing the man in black robe who was not fully standing upright. When the man in black robe stopped his movements, Sherlock quickly got up and put on the gray robe.

The robe was uncomfortable against the wet body, which made Sherlock even more displeased, and he raised his staff again to teach the damn intruder a lesson. "Undead Piercing!"

The translucent white shadow rushed towards the black-robed man like an arrow. The fourth-level magic of the undead system inherited the characteristics of undead magic that the weak prevail over the strong. If it is successfully pierced by the white shadow, even a high-level magician will become idiot.

But the black-robed man let out a low laugh, slapped his palm on the ground lightly, and shouted: "Dark mist!"

The black mist wrapped the man in black with a "Zi" sound, and the bones wrapped around his body quickly melted away, and even the white undead disappeared in the instant they hit the black mist.

The man in black straightened up, patted the robe, and said with a smile: "Xia Rui, you are so welcome!"

Sherlock frowned, "Mona, why are you coming in through the window, you can't knock!"

"Because I want to see Xia Rui's beautiful body!" the black-robed man said confidently, the peach blossom eyes slightly raised at the corners of his eyes, with the deep and evil charm unique to dark mages, he said like all bad men With frivolous words.

"Shut your shameless mouth!" Sherlock's eyelids twitched, and he raised his hand to attack with a teacup.Then his eyes fell on the other party's black robe, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are the dark mage who claims to know the coat of arms of the two snakes? You bastard, how dare you lie to me!"

Seeing that he raised his hand to cast magic again, Mona hurriedly shouted: "Honey, don't do that, I didn't lie to you! I know that coat of arms!"

"Liar!"

"It's true, do I need to lie to you about this?"

"It's such a coincidence, I want to know the news about the coat of arms and you happened to see it?" Sherlock pouted, not believing this shameless guy very much.

Mona smiled nonchalantly, "Honey, I've lived for 200 years, so I know a lot. I don't know much about the double snake coat of arms you mentioned, but I did see it once."

Sherlock stared at him, thinking that if this man dared to lie to him, he would teach him a lesson!

Mona said sternly: "About six or seven years ago, I met a young man when I was passing through the mountains outside Kasdar. At that time, he should have just finished a battle, and his clothes were torn in a few places, so he revealed a The tattoo-like pattern is the double snake emblem you mentioned."

Sherlock frowned, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Mona nodded affirmatively, "That young man is very special, and I took a second look, so I was very impressed!"

"Special? What does he look like?"

Mona recalled, "It's about the same height as you, with fair skin, brown hair, eyes that seem to be golden or very light brown, I can't see clearly from a distance, in short, he is very beautiful, a strange beauty. But the most special thing about him is his expression, which is very... cold? No, it's not cold, it should be... no expression at all! Yes, it's like a magic puppet, without a soul!"

A magic puppet is a person whose soul is erased or temporarily covered by magic, and becomes like a walking dead that only obeys the controller's orders.This kind of puppet will maintain its original knowledge and strength, but it has no emotions.

Of course, this kind of vicious magic is forbidden, even Sherlock, who is a necromancer, doesn't like this kind of magic very much.A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, he thought for a while, and then asked, "Is there anything else?"