MTL - After Being Fancied by a Necromancer-Chapter 67

Hearing Paris and Cyril's words, Victor's smile froze on his lips.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition... Maybe this trip to the secret realm will not be as peaceful as before.

Just as Victor was about to explain the rules of the Wizarding League to Cyril and the others, Addison Morgan said calmly: "The Wizarding League prohibits wizard apprentices and wizards from killing each other, if anyone violates the If you follow this rule, you will be included in the list of dark wizards and will be arrested by the wizards of the Wizarding Union."

Victor breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was too sensitive and thought too much.

He looked at Addison Morgan with admiration and nodded, the new student was still very stable.

Then the next moment, Addison Morgan paused and continued: "However, there are countless ways to make people die unexpectedly, especially in unsafe places like Secret Realm, there are many There is a lot of potential for management loopholes.”

He stretched out his fingers and lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a bright light reflected on the surface of the glasses.

Victor took two steps back silently and distanced himself from Addison Morgan.

Is it too late for him to go back?

My dear, is this what "Better" is used for?

He really felt that something was wrong with this group of new wizard apprentices with thick eyebrows.

Under the leadership of Victor, they successfully transferred from the transportation room of the academy to the B-level secret realm.

In order to avoid being recognized by the staff of the Wizarding Union, Cyril also put on his disguise mask.

Half an hour later, Cyril and his party walked carefully in the B-level secret realm.

This is a forest with a light mist.

The woods are not quiet, Cyril can hear crow-like hissing noises from time to time, or hear the sound of limbs twisting from creatures crawling fast in the woods.

Suddenly, Victor, who was walking in front, stopped.

The wizard apprentices behind him also stopped and looked at him curiously.

Victor looked suspiciously at a brass compass in his hand.

"Is this thing broken?"

He looked up at Jenny Weber and asked, shaking the brass compass in his hand.

"Should not be? I have always kept it well."

Jenny took this small compass from Victor, and saw that the pointer it indicated the direction they were going in turned frantically, and then slowed down.

Cyril also caught a glimpse of the brass compass that seemed to be in trouble.

He instantly recalled that this was what the Weber siblings found in the Rose Manor before they came to the Wizarding Land.

"Keep going and keep an eye on your surroundings."

Victor frowned, ignoring the compass that is said to be able to judge danger, and took a deep breath.

Therefore, the group continued to go deep into the woods.

I don't know if it was his illusion, Cyril felt that the woods seemed to be getting quieter.

He raised his head, watching the movement around him vigilantly.

The surrounding trees are not tall, mostly dead wood, most of the branches are low, and grow very densely.

There are strange rocks in the woods.

These scattered rocks cut the originally unclear road into more and more fragments.

Victor pursed his lips when he saw the surrounding rocks, his face became serious.

He observed it carefully and said in a low voice:

"This is not an ordinary stone, but a dangerous stone man. They are dormant now, be careful not to disturb them."

Then, Victor put his right index finger in front of his lips, signaling everyone to keep quiet.

His footsteps also seem lighter.

Cyril got more detailed information about these "stone men" from the system: [Name: Stone man

Use: Can be used as a target for summoning

Attack: Best of course, let them fall asleep again - the song of the devil's nightingale can put them back to sleep Description: You can easily wake up a group of sleeping stonemen, as long as you The voice is a little higher.

The most annoying thing about stone people is that others disturb their sleep. They have a serious wake up gas. If you accidentally become the person who wakes them up, you will encounter crazy attacks from stone people, believe me , that scene won't be what you want to see.

In addition, they are very united, not everyone sleeps and I wake up alone, but pays attention to the fact that the family must wake up neatly.

So, if you wake up a stone man, you will face a group of unreasonable stone men.

At this time, it is recommended that you just run a little faster than your partner. 】 Cyril and the others were walking through the dead wood forest full of strange rocks.

I was very careful not to let my body touch the branches, to avoid making a rustling sound to wake up the stone man.

Victor is indeed a veteran who has been in the secret realm for two years, with rich experience and keen eyes.

He led the wizard apprentices to quickly search for resources in the secret realm.

For example, clumps of sturdy psychedelic mushrooms grow under the tree, which are the raw materials for making psychedelic potions; and the ouroboros coiled end to end on the tree, which can also be sold A good price; there are all kinds of small creatures that are brave and quietly attached to the stone man...

Wearing protective gloves, the group flexibly collected all familiar and tradeable materials.

Cyril pinched the mane of a unicorn on the ground not far away.

He blinked, it seems that there are rare unicorns in this B-level secret realm, I wonder if there is a chance to meet them.

"Eh, this is? Colorful caterpillar?"

Paris Grauer stared earnestly at a bit of color in the side seam of a large standing stone.

The colorful caterpillar was the raw material they had mentioned in the magical potion course.

Paris Grauer remembers Professor Selena Pousons saying this thing was a more advanced alternative to the crying caterpillars, which were used in class due to the high price of colorful caterpillars Only the normal Weeping Caterpillar can be used.

Paris was overjoyed.

He carefully stretched out **** into the stone crevice, trying to clip the colorful caterpillar out.

Paris Geller successfully pinched the head of the colorful caterpillar through the fingers of the protective glove.

At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind - it seemed that Professor Selena Pousins ​​said something else...

However, before he could recall, the colorful caterpillar between his fingers spat out a cloud of mucus.

Then its body suddenly swelled up, and the whole worm suddenly turned into the shape of a small ball.

The next moment, the small ball trembled between Paris Gradler's fingers, and a loud cry of "bah woo woo" drifted in the quiet woods, clearly.

Cyril was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound, then turned his head subconsciously to look at the source of the sound.

His eyes fell on the rainbow-colored sphere in Paris Gradler's hand.

It's a colorful caterpillar!

The potions professor said that when the colorful caterpillar is attacked, it will expand into a ball, spit out venom, and cry at the same time. better.

Paris put on tight protective gloves, and the venom did little harm to him.

However, they are now in the woods where the stone people gather, if the stone people are awakened by the sound of colorful caterpillars...

Cyril stiffly saw the standing stone beside Paris slowly stand up.

"Run! Run in a different direction!"

Victor roared decisively.

Anyway, the Stone Man has been awakened, and it is useless to keep quiet now!

"Contact later with the crystal ball!"

While speaking, Victor ran quickly in one direction.

In just one or two seconds, all the stone people around them were "stunned" one after another.

The stone people grew hands and feet, and the stone body became even taller.

The others quickly moved, and Cyril was busy running in one direction.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could catch a glimpse of a lot of stone people chasing the direction of his friends.

Cyril could also hear the heavy footsteps of the giant stone man striding behind him.

As he ran, he added a "sprinting spell" to himself.

I felt like I was stepping on two wheels. Although the balance was a little unstable, the speed was indeed much faster.

When the movement behind him finally disappeared, Cyril stopped panting, resting on the spot with his hands on his knees.

The Thing drove them out of their territory and stopped chasing them.

Cyril took out a tube of energy potion from the pocket of his robe and poured it in, and immediately felt that the state of the whole person was much better.

The feeling of exhaustion and soreness in my limbs caused by the rapid running has all disappeared.

Next, he took out the crystal ball, intending to contact his companions to confirm each other's positions.

Others have not replied to him yet, wondering if they are still being chased by the stone man.

Cyril waited for a while, and finally received a message from Victor.

The two shared a position on the crystal ball and moved towards each other.

Cyril lets the system navigate while collecting the surrounding materials.

Suddenly, he heard an unfamiliar male voice.

"I advise you not to delay, your companions can't beat us even if they come."

The voice had an unpleasant arrogance.

"That's right, we at Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy are not vegetarians."

Another sharp female voice echoed, and then giggled.

Cyril took a step.

It seems that people from Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy are bullying wizard apprentices from other academies.

But what does this have to do with him.

Cyril stepped back gently, planning to take a detour.

However, at this time, a familiar voice entered Cyril's ear.

"Oh, you are just bullying the less. Why is the reputation of the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy so bad, don't you have any points in your heart?"

Cyril choked.

This dismissive, pretentious tone...isn't it his old client Nicholas Cavendish?

Cyril could even imagine the arrogant look on Nicholas Cavendish's face when he said this.

Especially the "Oh" just now, it's very standard.

The tone is three-point cool, three-point sneering, and four-point nonchalant.

This temperament is very precise.

The opponent will definitely want to punch him.

As expected, the wizard apprentice in front of Nicholas Cavendish sneered and whispered a series of incantations.

Then, Cyril heard Nicholas Cavendish's scream.

Cyrilton for a second or two struggled whether or not to take care of it.

It doesn't seem to matter if you don't save him.

However, maybe he saves Nicholas Cavendish, and the other party will pay him a good reward later.

While Cyril was thinking, another wizard apprentice from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy spoke up.

This is an unfamiliar male voice, the voice of a drake who is still in adolescence, a little rough and immature, but what he said is unceremonious: "Oh, you mean, we Are the students of the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy too powerful? Yes, compared to your Snowberg students, are you really useless garbage and trash?"

This male duck laughed to himself with a "hahaha" voice, and his voice was a bit gloomy and cold for his age.

"Hey, rubbish! I heard you have an S-class wizard apprentice at Snowberg Wizarding Academy? There is no sense of existence in it! It shows how useless you are!"

"Scott? Seems to be called this name? I have never seen this person in the secret realm. It is estimated that he got the S rank by luck in the grading trial, and the name is not true. So he didn't dare to come out at all?"

The first annoying arrogant male voice said coldly.

"That's right, what S-class wizard apprentice, I didn't see this person in the joint trial of the seven wizarding colleges a year ago. How funny, I really should let the Wizarding Union take back this S The title of a wizard apprentice."

The sharp female voice who spoke earlier answered immediately.

Cyril's eyes flickered when he heard this.

The small leather boots under his feet stepped on the scattered leaves on the ground, making a fine cracking sound.

However, Cyril walked in the direction where those people were talking, as if he didn't notice.

He held the black wand in his hand, and his white and slender fingers slowly tucked the wand into his sleeve.

However, these students from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy heard the movement and looked over.

Cyril approached them unhurriedly.

When his face appeared in front of these people, they were all stunned for a moment.

The visitor looked like a teenager about their age.

He was born exceptionally good-looking, with clean, cold skin.

The girl's gaze stayed on Cyril's face, and she took a deep breath subconsciously.

There are no students with such good looks in their college!

However, the two boys next to her reacted less politely.

They pointed at Cyril with their wands and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The eyes were filled with malicious intent.

Nicholas Cavendish was filled with joy the moment he saw Cyril appear.

After all, with Cyril's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to clean up these guys.

But then he realized that he was very ashamed and humiliated by being imprisoned in place with an enchanted weapon.

Nicholas Cavendish bit his lip angrily.

Cyril raised his head and looked at the four people opposite him.

Except his classmate Nicholas Cavendish, the other two men and one woman are wizard apprentices at the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy.

"I hear someone say that our S-class wizard apprentice at Snowburg Academy is not what it is called?"

Cyril's pretty eyebrows were raised slightly.

He said slowly, imitating Mr. Scott's usual reserved tone.

"Sorry, it seems that I have to correct the name of my academy."

At the same time, Cyril flicked his wand hidden in his sleeve.

Five skeleton soldiers appeared in unison.

They were tall and mighty, standing side by side, almost blocking Cyril.

"Undead Magic!"

Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy's apprentice drake-voiced wizard screamed.

The other two also sank.

After all, undead magic is a very unpopular but very powerful magic field in the wizarding continent.

Undead magic is difficult to teach yourself unless taught by a mentor.

"You can summon five undead!"

There was naked jealousy in the eyes of the apprentice male duck voice.

"Five?"

Cyril tilted his head, a smile flashed in his clear almond eyes, and his expression looked very innocent.

"It looks like your arithmetic needs to be reworked."

Cyril's plump lips opened and closed.

He chuckled and pointed his finger behind them.

The boy with the duck voice had no time to turn his head, when he felt something chilling against his neck.

"Damn! What?!"

He raised his head while cursing.

The next moment, the male duck-voiced boy looked at each other with the skull that just happened to bow his head.

In the hollow eye sockets of this skull, the bright blue ghost fire flickers, revealing an ominous meaning.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The hoarse and high voice sounded, as if it would break in the next second.

If there are stone people around, they will be awakened by the loud screaming voice.

Not five undead, but ten undead!

Nicholas Cavendish followed and his pupils shrank.

And this batch of skeletons is bigger and better equipped.

Compared to the previous time when he and Cyril were fighting in the arena, the opponent actually improved a lot.

This talent is terrifying.

Nicholas Cavendish was suddenly in a trance.

The other two students of the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy also seemed to be overwhelmed by the undead behind them, but they quickly fought back.

It's just that their spells can only melt at most one arm of the skeletons.

And the arm was repaired by Cyril in the next second.

Thanks to Mr. Scott's commitment to good character and patient teaching, Cyril learned how to repair his lost skeleton the day after he returned from that S-rank secret realm.

Mr. Scott, who is so powerful, how can he be slandered by these people so casually!

"Personal behavior, please make sure to move up the academy."

Cyril smiled at the apprentices of the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy and summoned a skeleton dog.

This is the first time he has summoned a skeleton dog on the Wizarding Land, but the effect seems to be very good.

This skeleton dog jumped to the side of the three apprentices of the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy and attacked indiscriminately.

Due to the advancement of Cyril's undead magic, the attacks of these skeletons and skeleton dogs are not only physical blows, but can attack people's spirits.

Although Cyril hadn't tried it himself, he reckoned that it was about the same as Mr. Scott's strange crystal ball.

Screams and curses came one after another.

Listen to the vulgar and pale scolding of these people.

Cyril smiled with emotion.

This is the best certification and praise for his magical strength.

However, Cyril still remembered the rules set by the Wizarding League that Addison Morgan had said, and it could not be killed.

So he observed the reaction of the other three, and when it was almost time, he stopped the undead.

His eyes glanced at Nicholas Cavendish beside him, his eyes paused slightly, and his face showed a little embarrassment.

This dude was just so quiet that Cyril forgot his existence.

Cyril was busy trying to untie Nicholas Cavendish's shackles, but some common spells seemed to have no effect.

"What special alchemy enchanting tool did they use, only the owner of the tool can unlock it."

Nicholas Cavendish said solemnly.

"Exchange."

Cyril pointed to Nicholas Cavendish, looked at the three people opposite and said.

The girl nodded first.

Cyril directed the undead behind her to loosen their shackles a little.

This girl from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy took out a small brass ball from herself and spun it.

Nicholas Cavendish then found himself free to move.

He stood up from the ground and threw his limbs violently.

Cyril saw Nicholas Cavendish's unpleasant face and asked, "Did they rob you?"

Nicholas Cavendish shook his head.

He approached Cyril and said in a low voice, "The wizard robes on me are special, and others cannot take things from me."

Cyril glanced at Nicholas Cavendish's darkly embroidered wizard's robe in surprise, guessing the principle of this wizard's robe.

Nicholas Cavendish thought that Cyril's look was envious. He thought that the other party had saved him, so he said, "I will give you a set when I go back."

Before Cyril had time to refuse, he heard the girl from the Darkmoon Forest Wizarding Academy shout: "Whatever you say! I let him go, you let us go!"

Her voice was as sharp as ever, even with an inexplicable sense of self-righteousness.

Cyril burst out laughing.

He originally planned to release these wizard apprentices, after all, the beating just now had already educated them.

But now it seems that the other party is still very unconvinced.

I still wanted to treat you gently, but who told you to be unsatisfactory.

Cyril's eyebrows and eyes are curved, and his smile is bright.

He said quietly: "Take out all the valuable things on your body."

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