The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Compared to the living flesh and blood, these withered skeletons were more difficult for Linde. Because there was no flesh and blood, the piercing attack, which was extremely lethal to the living, was useless.

In other words, these skeletons are resistant to piercing damage, which also makes Asdalen's daggers and arrows lose their prestige.

The one-handed hammer of Shadow Heart in the team happens to be a powerful bludgeoning damage. As the spokesperson of the gods, any priest with a little success can guide the divine power to disperse the undead creatures and make them fall into instinctive panic. flight.

"My dear, no matter when or where I am in the future, I will never forget the great kindness of a priest." Asdalen bowed frivolously and flatteringly, like a man who had the misfortune to become a eunuch in the palace and remained unchanged. The coquettish playboy.

Shadow Heart couldn't help but shiver with coldness, and swung the one-handed hammer like the wind, hitting the skeleton warrior's head hard, and the iron-helmeted skull flew away like a golf ball.

This skeleton warrior is also the most threatening one. The other four scribes only know how to release silence and cloud techniques, which are not lethal.

Linde saw the scene of Shadow Heart hitting his head, and suddenly smiled and said: "I suddenly remembered that there was once a heroic halfling warrior who used a club to blow away a goblin's head. The goblin was killed. Called the Golf Chief.”

"Are you telling a story or a joke?" Gale hid behind the statue of Yeager and used flaming arrows to assist. He also took the time to talk to Lind.

"If you think it's a story, then it's a story, and vice versa." Lind used a gun instead of a stick, tripped an undead scribe, and then crushed its brittle skull with his foot.

This is the last one.

It is not difficult to deal with these resurrected undead, but for Linde's magic contract, it is the last step in his transformation.

His magic bond has advanced.

This means that as a warlock, his connection with the sect master is closer, and it also means stronger power.

Linde asked his companions to search the chapel buried in the heart of the mountain, while he found an open space and sat down cross-legged.

The pocket of his coat trembled slightly, and the black ancient book he carried with him was vibrating.

This ancient book is the embodiment of his magical contract.

The Tower King is a special suzerain, and his followers always carry volumes. From that volume, they can trade all the knowledge in the world, in the name of the Lord of the Library Tower, and in the name of Ogma, the Lord of Knowledge, and in the name of Io, this statement is true.

In short, Lind unfolded the pages of the book and saw a large number of magical invocations that he could now choose from.

While other sorcerers are still burying themselves in vast volumes of scriptures, chasing old souls in distant lands, or riding horses for their lord, all just to obtain a forbidden fragment of knowledge, the servants of the Tower King are picky. of margin.

Such a huge discount also comes with regrets.

Other warlocks can obtain more or less special abilities from the sect master, such as the fairy demeanor of the fairy warlock, the dark blessing of the evil warlock, the awakened soul of the old ruler warlock, etc.

As the warlock level grows, more characteristics will be obtained from the master.

But the Tower King will not give you such good treatment.

He will not even grant divine spells and powers to believers like other true gods, nor will he grant expanded spell lists.

So He is both generous and indifferent.

Most seekers of knowledge will not complain about this. On the contrary, they are immersed in the ocean of knowledge. What abilities are needed? Wouldn't it be better to just spend candle money to buy learning? There is no need for the sect master's gift at all.

Linde read the catalog displayed on the page of the book and carefully calculated the future application scenarios of each magic summons.

If he is a pure warlock and does not work as a Paladin, then the most powerful offensive method is undoubtedly the magic [Magic Explosion], so it is right to choose to strengthen the summoning ability of the Magic Explosion.

Painful Magic Explosion adds the charm adjustment value to the damage calculation of Magic Explosion, a simple and intuitive way to increase damage.

Repulsion Magic Explosion, the creature hit will be pushed up to ten feet, which is very effective for terrain killing and knocking up melee enemies.

Magic Spear, increases the range of magic blast to 300 feet.

Both are good, but Linde is not going to waste two precious spots on them.

As a human race, the lack of dark vision will make it difficult for Linde to move at night and in lightless environments, and a magic summoning [Devil Vision] that is more powerful than dark vision can perfectly make up for the shortcomings.

This ability allows the warlock to see up to 120 feet in the dark, even if the darkness is caused by magic.

Linde has imagined that when he casts the 2nd level magic darkness spell to create a magical dark area, and cooperates with the devil's vision, he will move freely, and for those enemies who lack the ability to cause large-scale destruction, there is no way to hide in the darkness. How terrifying it would be to capture the opponent.

Archers will be unable to aim, and mages will be unable to locate. As for melee combatants, unless they are proficient in blind fighting skills, the result of falling into the darkness is to be slaughtered by others.

This is not a very complicated combination of spells, but it often has miraculous effects. In low-level adventures, it is almost invincible.

Linde planned to leave the second slot for magical invocation to [Language of Beasts], which was equivalent to a constant animal conversation spell.

This choice may sound strange, but there is no druid in the party, so he is ready to take on the responsibilities of the Beast Whisperer. Don't underestimate animals, they know a lot and often know many secrets.

Besides, it's not bad to make a few animal friends. At least when Lind shouted: "Snow leopard, shut up", those animals really understood.

After selecting the magical energy to invoke, Linde would engrave them on the magical contract.

A burning cold current rushed from the pages of the book into his body, part of it penetrated his eyes, and part of it penetrated his ears.

Linde squinted his eyes, and the originally dim chapel became brighter. Even the darkest corner became extremely clear.

very good. He put away the ancient books and stood up.

"Guys, what did you find?"

"I think you need to come and take a look at this." Gale called to Lind in a strange tone, "Does a secret tomb count?"

The secret room behind the statue of Jaeger is the treasure guarded by the skeletons.

However, there is only a sarcophagus and a burial treasure box. In the box is a talisman necklace, which is a strung-up Yeager Holy Emblem.

"This amulet can release the spell of talking to the dead." Gale made an identification.

"I'll leave it to you, Ying Xin. This is a good harvest. I hope there are surprises in the coffin." Linde simply made the allocation, and no one raised any objections.

These are the collective gains of the team, and they are shared items. It is the same for everyone who holds it. The only difference is whether it is suitable, not whether it is qualified.

The plaque in front of the sarcophagus reads: "Here lies the guardian of the mausoleum, and knowledge brings salvation."

Asdalen couldn't wait to move forward and push the coffin lid.

When his palm touched the coffin lid, the surrounding candles suddenly lit up with faint green flames, and the coffin lid slid open on its own.

The white-haired elf was so frightened that he hid behind Linde, while everyone stood ready.

A dry, bandaged arm grasped the edge of the coffin lid and pushed it away.

Then a skinny corpse floated out. It was a rickety old undead, wearing an ancient acolyte's uniform. The skin was skinny and clinging to the bones, like a piece of crumpled paper. The body was covered with complicated... The golden thread is like a hollow fancy window edge.

Such strange decorations are simply unheard of. Such a trend has never been popular in the history of any country in Faerûn.

This undead must have come from a long time ago, something older than ancient.

Linde's expression at this time was quite subtle. He looked at the skeleton with joy and emotion, as if he was happy to meet old friends.

The tombkeeper spoke, his voice hoarse and low, like the wind of yellow sand blowing through the ancient Yadan landform, eroding away pieces of stone fragments called time, making a muffled sound when they fell to the ground.

"You have come to me. As he said, you will do as you always have." (End of Chapter)