Chapter 1223 Loman 2

With the departure of the male necromancer, the tent fell silent. Loman focused his attention on the map in front of him again, but he heard the female necromancer teasingly say:

"Poor Anmore, he must have had a bad stomach. I told him not to eat meat belonging to a Lich, but he obviously didn't listen to my advice."

Loman shook his head, didn't say much, but continued to look at the map in front of him.

Seeing that the room between the two of them was going to be cold again, the female Necromancer asked proactively, "If this battle ends smoothly and the Necromancer wins the final victory, what are your plans?"

"Me?" With the still bright firelight, Loman looked at the female necromancer.

Under the black and red hood, there is a face full of flaws, the left eye socket is covered with blue-purple blood vessels, and the skin underneath is wrinkled and loses its vitality, but judging from the still delicate right face, it is not ugly Find out what she used to look like.

Loman himself was also not much better, the skin around his mouth was completely rotten, and his terrifying teeth were always exposed to the air. The erosion traces of death energy exist deeply in them, which is the only way for all senior necromancers.

"I want to go to Diya, go to the best necromancer academy for further study, and explore the way to become a lich. The harvest from this battle is enough to consume me for a long time. If it goes well, I will be able to hold the The final ritual... the ritual of the endless night."

Becoming a real lich is the pursuit of every necromancer. Loman's answer made people unable to find any questions.

"A lich... To become a lich, you don't need to rely on spell knowledge alone, you must have a unique potential. I don't have such potential. To reach the current level is already my limit."

"What about you? You once said that the life of a necromancer made you bored, and you wanted to find a place to live in seclusion. Staying among Verning is not a good choice."

Loman asked seemingly casually, but his eyes were always on the person beside him.

"I know too..." Seemingly thinking of something, the female necromancer sighed, "I will stay in Eri, as you know, when the battle is over, the land that once belonged to Eri will be destroyed by the necromancer." Occupy them all."

In the camp, there was a sudden gust of wind, which caused the entire camp tent to sway, and the candlelight flickered, which might be extinguished at any time.

But Luoman couldn't take this into consideration. His eyes were always on the female necromancer in front of him.

As the words came out, she showed a smile of anticipation, half of her face intact, the smile was so bright, the kind of smile that should not belong to the necromancer, deeply attracted Luoman's attention, for a while, Luoman Man completely ignored the flaws in half of her face.

"If possible, I want to choose a dense forest in Eri that has not been eroded by necromancers, build my own pasture, and find a man who can see the past. I don't know if my current body is still alive. Ability."

The smile on the face of the female necromancer hadn't disappeared when suddenly, all the candles in the tent were extinguished at this moment.

In the darkness, accompanied by the sound of wood snapping, something smashed down on the head and face.

Realizing that the crisis was coming, Loman ignored other things and immediately moved out of the tent through teleportation.

Loman noticed that, for some reason, the tent suddenly collapsed, and the torches that had been set up in the entire camp were completely extinguished at this time, and the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

"Anmore is that you? You destroyed the camp and plunged the entire camp into darkness? If it's you, you'd better be careful, because once I meet you, I will definitely let you see the heart of the Lich 'It's amazing!"

While roaring, Loman ignited a flame in his hand, trying to illuminate the surrounding scene, but the darkness seemed to have some kind of magical power, which could swallow the emitted light and minimize the range of the fireball.

in the dead darkness,

There was no response, only the whistling wind was laughing at Luoman in front of him.

"Aina, where are you? Get out of the collapsed tent. It seems that something bad happened in the camp."

Unprecedented panic emerged from Luoman's heart. He knew that the more flustered he was at this time, the less likely he would be able to solve the problem in front of him, but he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

It is not an easy task to overcome the instinct of a living being. It is okay to have the blessing of will, but if there is no strong will, it will often be controlled by instinct.

Under the collapsed tent, there was no response. The instinctive fear made Lomanto's hand holding the fireball tremble slightly. What happened in front of him had already exceeded his expectations.

At this moment, there was a sound under the tent, and there were signs of a figure struggling. Loman hurriedly approached, and through the illumination of the fireball, he found the black-red robe that belonged exclusively to Aina.

After discovering this, Loman hurried forward to help, and opened the heavy cloth that was pressed down, trying to free the body below, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by something cold.

"Aina?"

What exists under the black and red robe is not the Aina in Loman's impression. Although there is no difference under the face, judging from the cold touch on her hands and a familiar breath of death, it is obvious that Aina has happened. some kind of change.

Under Luoman's gaze, the skin on the surface of Aina's body, accompanied by flesh and blood, fell off her body like a wax figure melting, revealing the pale bones inside her body.

The dark sticky substance, along the hand that originally belonged to Aina, stained the black robe on Luoman's body, and red light spots surged from its empty eye sockets. With no other choice, Luoman took the black robe in his hand. The fireball shot out, hitting Aina's bones directly.

A strong flame exploded in front of Aina, and the skeleton body was instantly torn apart. Luoman only felt his body lighten, but his arms were still bound tightly. Looking carefully, a broken hand bone was still tightly bound. grabbing his arm.

Hurrying to tear apart the half of the hand bone, Loman ignited a fireball again. He looked at the scene in front of him in shock. Rao, it was the first time for a Necromancer like him to see such a thing.

In the darkness, there was a sudden burst of laughter, mercilessly mocking Loman in front of him, which undoubtedly annoyed him.

Under Luoman's order, the gathered Lich gave him some psychological comfort, and he roared to the surroundings: "Who is pretending to be a ghost in the dark, get out of here!"