Chapter 607: Crazy Mage

In order to verify his conjecture, Joan quickly made a series of spell-casting gestures and cast the 2-ring "Advanced Internal Vision".

"Tercen!"

With a deep voice, he spat out the spell activation spell, and Joan's huge main eyeball glowed with a silver magic aura, staring at the back of the panicked figure in front of the tunnel.

Perhaps it was because the man was severely frightened not long ago, his mental state was very unstable, and he just kept running away without guarding against the detection spells from behind. The details of people.

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Target of investigation: male human

Health status: poor (mild schizophrenia)

Extraordinary Occupation: Mage 6 (Specialized in Necromancy School)

Strength 8, Dexterity 12, Constitution 9, Intelligence 19, Wisdom 13, Charisma 8

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The investigation results of "Advanced Internal Vision" confirmed Joan's conjecture, and at the same time verified Mr. Schmidt's concerns. This mad and haggard man was indeed suffering from a mental illness. For some reason, two contradictory personalities split out of the same body.

In addition, this crazy man is also a level 6 necromancer. Most of the ghouls and zombies in the mine were created by this man with necromantic magic, which is exactly in line with Mr. Schmidt's guess .

So the question is, what is the purpose of this mad mage stalking and hiding in the mine pit, surrounded by stinking undead all day long?

Do they simply like this hidden environment and want to build their own laboratory here, using the corpses of dwarf miners to study necromancer magic, or do they have other ulterior motives?

Joan remembered that the mad mage mistook himself for some kind of "Mr. Messenger" just now, thinking that he was sending him food and experimental materials. This shows that this mad mage maintains close contact with outsiders, which is probably a kind of cooperation If there is no relationship, then he is probably not only out of personal interest in hiding in the mine to make a name for himself, but more likely it is a part of a secret plan.

Joan quickly weighed the current situation.

The opponent is a level 6 necromancer, and his spellcasting ability is obviously higher than his own. Under normal circumstances, Joan is not sure of defeating such a difficult opponent.

But now the situation is quite special. Except for the intelligence attribute, the other physical attributes of Feierge are quite mediocre, and he is much worse than himself in all aspects. In addition, he suffers from schizophrenia. The two contradictory personalities made a mess, and until now they still haven't made up their minds, whether to continue running away or turn around and fight him desperately.

Facing such an opponent in a bad state, Joan is confident to fight head-on!

Thinking of this, Joan's courage doubled, and he raised his hand to add two protective spells on himself, ready to fight, and accelerated to catch up.

At this time, the terrain ahead suddenly became open, and a spacious underground cave was connected to the end of the tunnel.

The mad mage Feierge jumped out of the hole and hurried to a test bench, chanting while running, casting spells on himself to bless three spells in one go.

Joan's main eye and three auxiliary eyes were all watching Feierge's movements closely. With the advantage of having more eyes, he quickly recognized that what the other party had just blessed were "Mage Armor", "Anti-Arrow Barrier" and "Bull Armor". power".

The first two protective spells are reasonable, but what's the use of his blessing of "power of the bull"?

With his weak body like a chicken, the original strength attribute is only 8, even if he uses magic to increase his strength by 4 points, which is slightly stronger than ordinary people, is he still planning to fight melee?

Joan shook his head secretly, drifting into the cave with doubts, and found that there was a torch on the wall, and the dim yellow light illuminated the furnishings in the cave. There was a camp bed piled with dirty bedding, and a wooden table with various simple Next to the table is a sink that looks like a coffin, in which three pale and swollen dwarf corpses are soaked, and a pungent stench wafts from afar.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Joan couldn't help asking.

The necromancer turned his head sharply, and stared at him viciously with bloodshot eyes: "It's none of your business, you big damn eyes! Don't take me for a fool, I've already seen it, you're not a real beholder at all , is just an inferior bastard pretending to be a beholder!"

"So what, it's enough to deal with people like you."

"Hmph! Then come and try it!"

The fierce and tough main personality of the mad mage Feierge has already eliminated the weak sub-personality at this moment, completely occupying the dominant position. With a grin on his face, he walked around behind the sink, and suddenly waved a handful of black dust to the sink.

"Wake up, my lovely pets!"

Accompanied by Ferger's hysterical laughter, the magic net distributed around the tank changed violently, causing strange ripples on the water surface, and the corpses of the three dwarf miners slowly sat up from the tank.

Joan saw that what Ferger sprinkled in the sink was "black agate" powder. This kind of black gemstone has special magical properties, and has a particularly high affinity with negative energy, and necromantic arcane arts that enslave undead creatures mostly require the use of negative energy, so necromancers always carry a large amount of black agate with them As a material for casting spells.

"Three zombies are summoned at once... Is this level 3 'Summoning of the Undead'?" Joan secretly guessed.

At this time, the three zombies awakened by Feierge's magic had already crawled out of the water tank one after another. Under the command of their master, they picked up the hammers and pickaxes discarded by the pond, lined up in a human wall, and walked slowly. With neat steps, they approached Joan's position.

"Is that all you can do?"

Joan didn't bother to look at those stinky zombies, but kept his eyes fixed on Feierge. Draw a "power of myth" and turn it into a spell slot, raise two eye stalks, and look at the approaching zombies from the air.

"úré!"

Qiao An chanted the incantation representing "burning", and the two eye stalks ejected a fan-shaped flame.

The range and power of the "Mythical Burning Hand" are greatly enhanced compared to the original version, burning three zombies to ashes in an instant.

"Hmph! You really are not a real beholder, beholders don't know how to use such spells!"

Felger gritted his teeth, hid behind the sink and waved his hands, making a series of spell-casting gestures, and finally ended with an activation spell representing "soul".

"Fairé!"

The black agate tightly held in the mad mage's hand shattered, and the magic mesh threads around it were quickly kinked into a looming black giant palm, as if from the underworld's claws, emitting cold negative energy.

What kind of spell is this?

Joan stared at the giant black palm that appeared out of nowhere, his eyes full of vigilance.