Chapter 1222 Loman 1

In the dark night, on the barren land, a bonfire lit high up, illuminating the dead trees around.

A group of undead mages set up camp here. Tireless undead creatures stood at the outermost edge of the camp, their empty eye sockets always facing the dark forest.

In the seemingly vast camp, there are all undead creatures, and there are only a handful of undead mages, all gathered in the center of the camp, the largest camp.

The night that was supposed to make the necromancers feel kind has instead become the enemy they are guarding against. No one knows what kind of creatures exist in the dark forest, whether it is the enemies who are in ambush, or the darkness that swallows everything. .

The corpse witch, shrouded in the breath of death, was following the necromancer's will, patrolling the camp non-stop, and the bones on his body creaked regularly.

With the arrival of the necromancer, the animals have long since disappeared. In the face of the transformation of the Lich King, any living creature that died could not escape the ending of becoming a Lich.

In the tent in the center, Luoman, who has the title of "Heart of the Lich", is looking at an opened map and thinking about it.

His fingertips slid across the map, from Green City to Still Water City, and then wandered along the winding Millis River, and finally stopped at the Quiet City. His nails, which were not considered long, left a mark on the map. At the same time, Luoman showed a thoughtful expression.

Beside him, there are two necromancers, a man and a woman, and the death energy radiating from them is not weaker than that of Loman himself.

As the battle progressed, waves of cleansing had already taken place inside the necromancers. The weak necromancers were the first to be eaten away. The necromancer of the deceased added a wedding dress.

In this case, even without more detailed orders, in order to avoid death, the necromancer, who had always been alone, took the initiative to act in groups.

Senior necromancers like Loman are no exception. They must unite with other necromancers to bring some comfort to his restless mind.

The person Loman chooses to team up with is naturally a Necromancer who is similar in strength to him. Among necromancers, only those with the same rank are eligible to communicate on an equal footing.

As the team got deeper and deeper into the territory of Eli, Loman's anxiety became more and more intense. Looking at the map in front of him, Loman could only sigh deeply.

"Are you afraid of death? The heart of the Lich? The energy of death is overflowing from your body. This is not a good sign. It will only happen to people who are in deep despair."

The hoarse female voice with a slight accent came from the mouth of a necromancer. It didn't mean to question, but more to state a fact.

"I don't have any fear. You know? Before this battle started, I lived like this, transforming other creatures into undead creatures, living with death all day long, and at the same time preventing myself from dying. Today it's just It's just...an ordinary day."

In the end, Loman was obviously out of breath, and the necromancer on the side also discovered this.

"Come on, these words of yours should be said to those necromancers who have never seen you. I don't know who was scared by the squirrel, released a continuous fireball, and ignited a large forest. It was a mistake to join forces with you decision." The female necromancer rolled her eyes.

"Is there a reason for that? You have also heard about the 'Death Eater'. How do I know that it was a squirrel that caused the noise in the forest, and not some horrible existence?"

As soon as Luoman's explanation came out, the tent suddenly fell silent. Whether it was the female necromancer who choked him or another necromancer, they all looked serious at this time.

The unexplained wind blew past, the candlelight in the tent flickered for a while, and the flames tended to go out at any time. Cold sweat dripped from the top of Luoman's head. At this time, he also realized what he said.

"You shouldn't have mentioned that name,

Loman, in the dense forest, this name is a taboo, you will bring us bad luck, and the terrifying darkness will swallow us up. "The male necromancer on the side said in a deep voice.

"Oh, come on, it's just an extremely stupid name, and you really believed those rumors?"

The male Necromancer's face was pale, with obvious fear in his expression:

"That's not something that can be explained by rumors, Loman. Hundreds of thousands of necromancers died in its hands, and even the corpse witches transformed by the necromancers also melted into the darkness, never to be seen again No trace of it. No one knows its identity, and its name has become a curse. If you don't want to kill us, you'd better not mention it again."

"I told you early on that it was fake news released by Airi. The purpose was to instill fear in our hearts and defuse the offensive. The so-called 'Death Devourer' is just a certain organization in Airi. .Nothing can scare a necromancer with death, absolutely nothing!"

Loman, who was questioned, reprimanded loudly, while seeking approval, in this way, he made his heart feel a little more at ease.

"Perhaps you don't know yet, there is already a Necromancer who has collected its information from the Thieves Guild at a high price. It has always only been one person, not an organization!" The male Necromancer did not intend to argue with Loman, and whispered this Some words, "It has a unique ability to devour the bones of all Lich. If it is Eli's organization, why has no one ever found a skeleton belonging to Lich?"

The female necromancer on the side is unwilling to participate in this topic, and it can be seen that she also has scruples about the name mentioned by Loman: "Okay, guys, no matter what the actual situation is, we'd better stick to this , Wait until the sun dispels the darkness, and lead the undead creatures on the road again. Loman, don't mention that name again."

With the mediation of the female necromancer, Loman and the pale male necromancer no longer spoke. They also agreed with the point mentioned by the female necromancer.

Looking at Loman aside, the male necromancer looked unhappy, obviously dissatisfied with his previous actions.

"Goo... hiccup..."

The elongated grunting sound came from the male necromancer's abdomen. At the same time, his expression changed for a while, and finally he couldn't bear the pain in his body, and walked quickly towards the outside of the camp.

"Let me solve it." After saying these words, the male necromancer walked out of the warm tent.