After Being Fancied by a Necromancer

Hearing what Paris and Cyril said, Victor's smile froze on his lips.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition... Maybe this trip to the secret realm will not be as peaceful as before.

Just when Victor was about to explain the rules of the Wizarding Union to Cyril and the others, Addison Morgan said calmly: "The Wizarding League prohibits wizard apprentices and wizards from killing each other. If anyone violates this rule, they will be punished." Included in the list of dark wizards, arrested by the wizards' union law enforcement."

Victor breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was too sensitive and overthinking.

He glanced at Addison Morgan appreciatively and nodded. This freshman is still very stable.

Then at the next moment, Addison Morgan paused, and continued: "However, there are countless ways for people to die unexpectedly, especially in unsafe places like secret realms, where there are many loopholes in management, and there is much to be done."

He stretched out his fingers and lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a bright light reflected on the surface of the glasses.

Victor silently took two steps back, distanced himself from Addison Morgan.

Is it too late for him to regret it now?

Hey guys, is this what "promising" is used for?

He really felt that there was something wrong with this group of bushy-eyed new wizard apprentices.

Under the leadership of Victor, they successfully transferred from the transportation room of the academy to the Secret Realm Agency of the Wizards Union in the Floating Void City and arrived at the B-level secret realm.

During the period, Cyril also put on his disguise mask in order to avoid being recognized by the staff of the Wizarding Union.

Half an hour later, Cyril and his party walked cautiously in the B-level secret realm.

This is a forest filled with a faint mist.

The woods were not quiet. From time to time, Cyril could hear crow-like hissing, or hear the limbs twisting sounds of some creatures crawling fast in the woods.

Suddenly, Victor, who was walking ahead, stopped.

The wizard apprentices behind him also stopped and looked at him curiously.

Viktor looked suspiciously at a brass compass in his hand.

"Is this thing broken?"

He raised his eyes and asked Jenny Weber, shaking the brass compass in his hand.

"Shouldn't be there? I've always kept it well."

Jenny took this small compass from Victor, and saw that the pointer which indicated the direction they were heading turned frantically for a while, and slowed down again for a while.

Cyril also caught a glimpse of the brass compass that seemed to be out of order.

He instantly recalled that this was something that the Weber siblings had found in the Rose Manor before they came to the Wizarding Continent.

"Go ahead and pay attention to your surroundings."

Victor frowned, ignored the compass that was said to be able to judge danger, took a deep breath and said.

So, the group continued to walk deep into the woods.

Not knowing if it was his illusion, Cyril felt that the woods seemed to be getting quieter and quieter.

He raised his head and observed the movement around him vigilantly.

The surrounding trees are not tall, mostly dead wood, and the branches are mostly low, growing very densely.

There are strange rocks among the woods.

These chaotic rocks arranged in all directions cut the originally unclear road into more fragments.

Victor saw the strange rocks around him, and couldn't help pursing his lips, his face became serious.

He observed carefully, lowered his voice and said:

"This is not an ordinary stone, but a dangerous stone man. They are in a dormant state now, be careful and don't disturb them."

Afterwards, Victor put his right index finger in front of his lips, signaling for everyone to keep quiet.

His steps seemed to be lighter as well.

Cyril got more detailed information about these "stone men" from the system: [Name: Stone Man

Uses: Can be used as the target of summoning

Attack method: The best way is to put them back to sleep - the song of the devil nightingale can make them fall back into sleep Description: You can easily wake up a group of sleeping stone men, as long as your voice is a little higher .

The most annoying thing about stone people is that others disturb their sleep. They have a serious wake-up aura. If you accidentally become the person who wakes them up, you will encounter crazy attacks from stone people. Believe me, that scene will not be what you want to see.

In addition, they are also very united, not everyone can sleep and I can wake up alone, but a family must be awake neatly.

Therefore, if you wake up a stone man, what you have to face is a group of unreasonable stone men.

At this time, it is recommended that you just run a little faster than your companions. 】Cyril and the others walked through the dead wood forest full of strange rocks.

Be very careful not to let your body touch the branches, so as not to wake up the stone man with rustling noises.

Victor is indeed a veteran who has been in the secret realm for two years, with rich experience and keen eyesight.

He led the wizard apprentices to quickly search for resources in the secret realm.

For example, there are clumps of strong psychedelic mushrooms growing under the trees, which are the raw materials for making psychedelic potions; there are also coiled end-to-end ouroboros on the tree, which can also be sold for a good price; All kinds of small creatures quietly attached to the stone man...

Wearing protective gloves, the group flexibly collected all familiar materials that could be traded.

Cyril pinched the mane of a unicorn on the ground not far away with sharp eyes.

He blinked. It seems that there are rare unicorns in this B-level secret realm. I don't know if there is a chance to meet them.

"Hey, this is? A colorful caterpillar?"

Paris Geller stared intently at a speck of color in the side seam of a large upright stone.

The colorful caterpillars were the raw materials they had mentioned in the magic pharmacy class.

Parris Geller remembers Professor Selina Pousons saying earlier that this thing is a more advanced replacement for the weeping caterpillar, and since the colorful caterpillars are expensive, they can only use regular weeping furs in class insect.

Paris was overjoyed.

He carefully stretched out two fingers into the crack of the stone, trying to pinch the colorful caterpillar out.

Paris Geller managed to pinch the head of the colorful caterpillar through the fingers of the protective glove.

At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind - it seems that Professor Selina Possence said something else...

But before he recalled it, a ball of mucus spit out from the mouth of the colorful caterpillar between his fingers.

Then its body suddenly swelled up, and the whole worm suddenly turned into a small ball.

The next moment, the little ball trembled between Paris Geller's fingers, and a loud cry of "huh huh huh" wafted through the quiet woods, clearly.

Cyril was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

His gaze fell on an iridescent orb in Paris Geller's hand.

It's a colorful caterpillar!

The Potions professor said that the colorful caterpillar would inflate itself into a ball when it was attacked, and cry out while spitting out the venom.

Paris put on tight protective gloves, and the venom didn't do much harm to him.

However, they are now in the woods where the stone people gather. If the stone people are awakened by the cries of colorful caterpillars...

Cyril saw stiffly that the standing stone beside Paris slowly stood up.

The part of it that was sunk deep in the ground was pulled out, and the stone at the lower end was divided into two pieces on the left and right, just like two human legs.

"Run! Run in different directions!"

Victor roared decisively.

Anyway, the stone man has been awakened, and it will not help to keep quiet now!

"Later use the crystal ball to contact!"

As Victor spoke, he quickly ran in one direction.

In just one or two seconds, all the stone men around them were "awakened" one after another.

Each of the stone men grew hands and feet, and the stone body appeared even taller.

The others quickly started to move, and Cyril hurriedly rushed in one direction.

From the corner of his eye, he could see many stone men scattered and chased away in the direction of his friends.

Cyril could also hear the heavy footsteps being chased by the huge stone man behind him.

He added a "swift spell" to himself while running.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was stepping on two wheels. Although the balance was a bit unstable, the speed was indeed much faster.

When the movement behind him finally disappeared, Cyril stopped panting and rested on the spot with his hands on his knees.

After the stone men drove them out of their territory, they stopped chasing them.

Cyril took out a tube of energy potion from the pocket of his robe and poured it down, and immediately felt that his whole state was much better.

The exhaustion and sore limbs caused by the rapid running just now have all faded away.

Then, he took out the crystal ball and planned to contact his companions to confirm each other's locations.

The others haven't replied to him yet, and they don't know if they are still being chased by the stone man.

Cyril waited for a while, and finally received the message from Victor.

The two shared their positions on the crystal ball together, and then moved in the direction of each other.

Cyril let the system navigate while collecting the surrounding materials by himself.

Suddenly, he heard a strange male voice.

"I advise you not to delay, even if your companions come, they will not be able to beat us."

There was an annoying arrogance in that voice.

"That's right, we at Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy are not vegetarians."

Another shrill female voice echoed, then chuckled.

Cyril paused.

It seems that people from the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy are bullying wizard apprentices from other colleges.

But what did it matter to him?

Cyril retreated lightly, intending to take a detour to leave.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice entered Cyril's ears.

"Heh, you are just bullying the few with the more. Why do you have no idea why the reputation of the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy is so bad?"

Cyril choked when he heard the words.

Wasn't that dismissive, pretentious tone ... his old client Nicholas Cavendish?

Cyril could even imagine the haughty expression on Nicholas Cavendish's face when he said this.

Especially the "heh" just now, which is very good.

The tone is one-third cold, three-point mocking, and four-point careless.

This temperament is well handled.

The opponent will definitely want to punch him.

Sure enough, the wizard apprentice in front of Nicholas Cavendish sneered, and whispered a series of spells.

Then, Cyril heard Nicholas Cavendish's cry of pain.

Cyrilton hesitated for a second or two, debating whether to take care of it or not.

It doesn't seem to be a big deal if you don't save them. The other party should have a sense of proportion.

However, maybe he rescued Nicholas Cavendish, and the other party would pay him a good reward later.

While Cyril was thinking, another wizard apprentice from the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy spoke.

This is an unfamiliar male voice, the voice of a male duck who is still in adolescence, a little rough and immature, but what he said is not polite: "Oh, you mean to say that our students from the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy are too Is it too powerful? Yes, in comparison, you students of Snowborough Wizard Academy are really useless rubbish and waste?"

The male duck laughed self-consciously, "Hahaha", his voice was a little cold for his age.

"Hey, rubbish! I heard that there is an S-level wizard apprentice in your Snowbog School of Wizardry? What is his name... Let me think about it, this kind of person doesn't even have a sense of existence in my memory! It can be seen how useless you are!"

"Scott? It seems to be called this name? I have never seen this person in the secret realm. It is estimated that he was lucky enough to get the S rank in the classification test, and the name does not match the reality. So he dare not come out at all, right? "

The first annoying arrogant male voice said coldly.

"That's right, what kind of S-level wizard apprentice, I didn't see this person in the competition trial jointly conducted by the seven wizarding academies a year ago. How funny, the Wizards Union should really take back the title of this S-level wizard apprentice."

The shrill female voice that had spoken earlier continued immediately.

Cyril's eyes flickered when he heard this.

He lowered his eyes, his slender, crow-feather eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his delicate and beautiful face revealed a hint of indifference for no reason.

The little leather boots under his feet stepped on the scattered leaves on the ground, making a crackling sound.

However, Cyril walked towards the direction where those people were talking as if he didn't notice.

He held the black wand in his hand, and slowly put the wand in his sleeve with his white and slender fingers.

On the other hand, these students from the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy heard the movement and looked over one after another.

Cyril approached them unhurriedly.

When his face appeared in front of these people, they were all stunned for a moment.

The person who came appeared to be a teenager about their age.

He was exceptionally good-looking, with a clean, cool white skin.

A pair of almond eyes are black and white, thick and long eyelashes, and a delicate tear mole at the end of the eyes, which adds a sense of purity and coquettishness to his already beautiful facial features.

The girl from Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy's gaze stayed on Cyril's face, and she subconsciously took a deep breath.

There are no students with such good looks in their academy!

However, the reactions of the two boys next to her were less polite.

They pointed at Cyril with their wands and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

His eyes were filled with malice.

Nicholas Cavendish was overjoyed the moment he saw Cyril appear.

After all, with Cyril's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with these guys.

But then he realized that he was ashamed and ashamed to be imprisoned in place with an enchanted weapon.

Nicholas Cavendish bit his lip angrily.

Cyril raised his head and looked at the four people opposite him.

Except for his classmate Nicholas Cavendish, the other two men and a woman are wizard apprentices at the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy.

"I heard someone say that the S-level wizard apprentices of our Snoborg School of Wizardry are not worthy of their names?"

Cyril's beautiful eyebrows raised slightly.

He spoke slowly, imitating Mr. Scott's usual reserved tone.

"Sorry, it seems that I have to rectify the name of my academy."

At the same time, Cyril's wand hidden in his sleeve flicked slightly.

Five skeleton soldiers emerged in unison.

They were tall and mighty, standing side by side, almost completely blocking Cyril.

"Undead magic!"

screamed the duck-voiced wizard apprentice from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy.

The faces of the other two also sank.

After all, undead magic is a very unpopular but powerful field of magic in the Wizarding Continent.

Undead magic is difficult to learn by oneself unless taught by a mentor.

"You can actually summon five undead!"

There was naked jealousy in the eyes of the male-duck-voiced wizard apprentice.

"Five?"

Cyril tilted his head, a smile flashed across his clear almond eyes, his expression looked very innocent.

"It seems that your arithmetic needs to be reworked."

Cyril's plump and moist lips opened and closed.

He chuckled and pointed behind them.

Before the male-duck-voiced boy could turn his head, he felt something chilling against his neck.

"Damn it! What?!"

He cursed and raised his head.

The next moment, the boy with a male duck voice looked at each other with the skull on top of him who happened to lower his head.

The strange bright blue soul fire flickered in the hollow eye sockets of this skull, revealing an ominous meaning.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A hoarse and high-pitched voice sounded, as if it would break in the next second.

If there are stone men around, they will definitely be awakened by the screaming voice.

Not five undead, but ten undead!

Nicholas Cavendish followed and looked over, his pupils shrinking.

Moreover, this batch of skeleton men is taller and more equipped.

Compared with when he and Cyril fought in the arena before, the opponent has improved a lot.

This talent is too scary.

Nicholas Cavendish was in a daze for a moment.

The other two Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy students also seemed to be overwhelmed by the undead behind them, but they quickly fought back.

It's just that their spells can only melt one arm of the skeleton people at most.

And this arm was immediately repaired by Cyril in the next second.

Thanks to Mr. Scott for his good character and patient teaching, Cyril learned how to repair the lost skeleton man the day after he returned from the S-level secret realm.

How could Mr. Scott, who is obviously so powerful, be slandered so casually by these people!

"Personal behavior, please be sure to go to the academy."

Cyril smiled at the apprentices of the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy, and summoned another skeleton dog.

This was the first time he had summoned a skeleton dog on the Wizarding Continent, but the effect seemed to be very good.

The skeleton dog leaped up to the three apprentices of the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy very well and attacked indiscriminately.

Due to the refinement of Cyril's undead magic, the attacks of these skeleton men and skeleton dogs are not only physical strikes, but can attack people's spirits.

Although Cyril hadn't tried it himself, he reckoned it would be similar to Mr. Scott's strange crystal ball.

There were cries of pain and curses one after another.

Listen to the rough and pale scolding of these people.

Cyril smiled and sighed.

This is the best certification and hymn to his magic power.

However, Cyril still remembered the rules set by the Wizarding Union that Addison Morgan said, and he could not be killed.

So he observed the reaction of the other three people, and when it was about the same time, he stopped the undead.

He glanced at Nicholas Cavendish at the side, paused slightly, and showed a little embarrassment on his face.

This buddy was so quiet just now that Cyril even forgot his existence.

Cyril was busy trying to untie the shackles on Nicholas Cavendish, but some common spell-breaking seemed to have no effect.

"What special alchemy enchantment tool did they use, only the owner of the tool can unlock it."

Nicholas Cavendish said with a sullen face.

"exchange."

Cyril pointed to Nicholas Cavendish, looked at the three people opposite and said.

The girl nodded first.

Cyril directed the undead behind her to loosen the shackles a little.

The girl from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy took a small brass orb out of herself and twirled it.

Then Nicholas Cavendish found himself at liberty.

He stood up from the ground and shook his limbs violently.

Seeing Nicholas Cavendish's unhappy face, Cyril asked, "Did they rob you?"

Nicholas Cavendish shook his head.

He approached Cyril and said in a low voice: "The wizard robe on me is unique, and others cannot take things from me."

Cyril glanced at the wizard robe embroidered with dark patterns on Nicholas Cavendish with some surprise, and estimated the principle of the wizard robe.

Nicholas Cavendish thought that Cyril's sizing up was envy. He thought that the other party had saved him, so he said, "I'll give you a set when I get back."

Before Cyril had time to refuse, he heard the girl from the Darkmoon Forest Wizard Academy shout: "What you say is what you say! I let him go, you let us go!"

Her voice was as sharp as ever, even with a trace of inexplicable righteousness.

Cyril laughed out loud.

He had indeed planned to release these wizard apprentices, after all, the beating just now had educated them.

But now it seems that the other party is still very unconvinced.

Originally, I still wanted to treat you gently, but who told you to let yourself down.

Cyril's eyebrows were curved and his smile was bright.

He said faintly: "Take out all the valuable things on your body."

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