Beast Taming: My Intelligence System-Chapter 556 - 389: Book of the Undead

In fact, the founder of the Evangelical Association is the Necromancer. The Whipping Maiden, Demon Swordsman, and Star Sage joined later to become part of the Four Juggernauts.

The Necromancer doesn’t know how long it has lived.

It has replaced its skull and body with ones made of Refined Gold, Mithril, and Red Copper.

In this secret lair, the Necromancer also hides a Tier Nine Forbidden Curse.

The Star Sage learned this information through her omniscient talent.

The Star Sage, known as Chu Han, used divinity to create a third talent.

At the same time, she split herself into the Day Sage, Moon Sage, and Star Sage clones.

The abilities of each clone are focused on different areas.

Furthermore, the clones can transform into one another.

The Whipping Maiden is a follower of the Goddess of Whip and Suffering. Their doctrine is founded on suffering, and the Thorny Whip is the dharma artifact of their religion.

They are the creators of misfortune and disaster, converting victims to disciples through the manufacturing of tragedies.

Behind the Demon Swordsman is a certain lord of the Abyss; all his power derives from the Demon’s Sword.

The Demon’s Sword, made from the demonic spine, is the true essence of the Demon Swordsman.

The body hidden under the helmet is merely a puppet hosting the Demon’s Sword.

On the walls of the cave, complex magic runes are etched.

In the dim light, they flicker faintly, with strands of black light flowing across the rock walls.

When faced with an enemy intrusion, these magic runes will instantly activate and obliterate the intruders in an instant.

The ground is littered with countless bones and dust.

In the corners, skeletons clad in steel-built armor stand in silent guard, neatly arrayed.

Though their eye sockets are hollow, they constantly observe every movement around them.

Behind them is a nearly two-meter-tall steel shield.

The weight of the shield and armor causes the skeleton guardians’ bones to creak.

The bluish-green Soul Fire in their skulls monitors everything around.

If an enemy invades, they will immediately awaken and become a barrier against the enemy.

The Star Sage arrived at the end riding on the Nebula.

It’s not that she didn’t want to use space magic to spatially transfer here.

But the Necromancer had already laid an anti-air array over the lair; anyone trying to use spatial transfer would be sent directly to the Mariana Trench ten thousand meters beneath the surface.

The pressure at ten thousand meters could instantly crush a Tier Seven strong individual into a compact pancake.

The center of the base is a massive black altar, scattered with dried bloodstains, emanating a chilling aura.

Surrounding the altar are towering stone pillars, wrapped in vine-like magic veins, subtly glowing with eerie green light.

This is the source of the Necromancer’s power, and also where it summons and enslaves spirits.

The Skeleton Mages drift with their robes fluttering, emotionless, their hands gripping staffs tightly as they focus on performing some type of forbidden ritual.

Occasionally, from some unfathomably dark corner comes a faint tremor, like the unyielding struggle of an imprisoned soul.

The Star Sage eventually appeared at a round table made of gold.

"Necromancer, can you grant us permission to use spatial transfer?"

"Every time I come to the Evangelical Association’s lair for a meeting, it’s like exploring an underground cavern."

"I’ve almost stepped into traps several times," the Star Sage complained loudly.

The Necromancer clasped its hands, with the Soul Fire in its skull seeming particularly calm.

"Star Sage, please understand, my strength is not as great as the three of you," it said.

"I must ensure my protection, I don’t want to be invaded because of a loophole."

"What if my head gets made into a chamber pot?" the Necromancer’s words amused the Star Sage.

The dignified Four Juggernauts of the Evangelical Association, so ’cautious.’

Her gaze fell on the Golden Staff the Necromancer was holding.

Having lost the Tomb Whip, the Necromancer found a Golden Skeleton Staff.

On the back of the Skeleton Staff were angel and demon wings.

However, the demon patterns adorning it were filled with the aura of Hell.

Even the blue flame burning on the staff was Hellfire.

It seems like the Necromancer has colluded with a lord of Hell.

The Whipping Maiden was using a soul-consuming creature to polish her Thorny Whip.

Pierced by thorns, the soul-consuming creature emitted painful and despairing wails.

A soul-consuming creature, feared by everyone who sees it, used like a rag to polish a Thorny Whip, was a most absurd event.

The Demon Swordsman stood with arms crossed, eyes closed, but he was standing very close to the Whipping Maiden, clearly indicating their alliance.

However, the Demon Swordsman wore a demon helmet on his head, concealing all his expressions beneath it.

A long blade crafted from a demonic spine hung at his waist, with countless eyes observing the surroundings.

The Star Sage discreetly took in everyone’s expression.

The Necromancer’s apprehension. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

The Whipping Maiden’s contempt.

The Demon Swordsman’s indifference.

"Necromancer, why did you summon us here this time?"

The Star Sage lazily asked.

This chap never visits without a reason.

Every time the Necromancer summoned everyone for a meeting, it had ulterior motives, always tricking others into going first into battle.

With energy constantly spent scheming, naturally, his strength was at the bottom among them.

Aside from genuinely not having great talent, his luck wasn’t particularly good either.

Like the last time, he didn’t manage to obtain the Blood Saint’s legacy, leading to a missed opportunity, which was probably the only time the Necromancer suffered.

These schisms within the Evangelical Association were escalating, with the Whipping Maiden and Demon Swordsman forming one faction, the Necromancer another, and the clones of the Day, Moon, and Star Sages the third.

However, they remained restrained openly, as any rumor of discord would attract the attention of other forces, leading to assimilation by others.

"Necromancer, you still haven’t given me the Book of the Undead."

"Are you planning to go back on your word?"

The Star Sage knew how to expose raw wounds.

The Necromancer felt like an arrow had pierced his knee.

Still had the gall to say it; back then, I promised so much, borrowing resources from you all, with everyone agreeing nicely, only for each to have reasons at critical moments.

Now you dare to demand the Book of the Undead from me, how outrageous!

The Soul Fire within the skull quivered forcefully, nearly splitting apart.

It was evident that the Necromancer was enraged to the point of madness.

However, the Necromancer quickly restored calmness.

"Star Sage, I will give it to you shortly."

Sitting atop the nebula, the Star Sage continued to taunt, "How long is ’shortly’? Give me a specific time."

"Otherwise, I don’t mind summoning the Star Realm Giant Beast to completely shatter your body, leaving only a skull."

"I’ve taken a fancy to your head, intending to make it into an obedient and cute ornament."

The Star Sage grinned as she spoke, making the Necromancer feel the malevolent intention in her gaze.

She was absolutely serious about her threats.

That was the Star Sage’s style, and the Necromancer slightly regretted bringing this madwoman into the Evangelical Association.

Appearing calm, but in reality, more insane than anyone.

Faced with the Star Sage who was only a step away from Tier Nine, the Necromancer pretended to swallow and grabbed the Undead Staff adorably helpless, tapping it against the ground.

Two beams of black light shot from the staff’s eye sockets, converging mid-air at a point.

A pitch-black book made from white bones fell from the spot.

"This is the Book of the Undead."

Reluctantly, the Necromancer held the book aloft.

Currently only at the initial Tier Eight, the gap with the Star Sage was significant.

If a direct conflict arose, the Star Sage might suppress him instantly.

Unless the Whipping Maiden and Demon Swordsman could support him.

"Truly worthy of a girl with three talents, your cultivation progress is fearfully astonishing."