Robben's question is very inconsistent with the current atmosphere, and even seems a little stupid. But Robben cannot blame this. Robben is not even very clear about the concept of a mage now. Although the undead mage sounds a little more evil, it gives Robben the same feeling. As for Sasha's fear, Robben cannot understand it at all.

Tawen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. Obviously Tawen thought Robben was provoking, "Young people are indeed courageous. They are much better than when I was hiding from Tibet and seeing people." After saying that, he couldn't help but smile. If the expression was not like two ghost fire eyes, it would be like a kind elder who was chatting with two juniors.

"You're crazy!" Sasha pulled Robben's sleeve hard, "He will imprison your soul forever!"

"Oh! No, no, no, don't be nervous. Didn't you tell her that we will not fight each other? Haha, it's already exhausting to be prepared for those idiots' attacks. Why do the rare and small number of necromancers still kill each other? The Dark Lord will not be like the hypocritical so-called god king, such things are not allowed."

"Didn't you tell this girl who you are? Did you just get it?" Tawen's eyes turned to Robben.

"Huh?" Robben looked confused!

"You, you are the necromancer!?" Sasha's face was pale and bloodless in an instant.

"You said you are a great wizard, is it a great wizard of the undead?"

When Robben saw Sasha carefully distanced himself, his eyes were filled with vigilance and anger! He couldn't help but feel irritated.

nnd, when did I become a necromancer? I can’t even throw a fireball out now!

"You old man's head is clamped by the door panel? Am I a necromancer? I'm here to pretend to be a ghost in the middle of the night. Tell me quickly if you have something to say, get out of here after that!" Robben was inexplicably excited, and there was nothing good about it. To be honest, although Tawen was dry and thin, judging from his appearance, he was actually still a distance away from the old man.

Ta Wen was stunned. It had been a long time since he remembered that no one had talked to him like this. The murderous intent appeared in his ghostly fire-like eyes. The wooden stick thrust heavily on the ground, and a heavy humming sound came from his nose.

"No wonder our days are getting worse day by day. Now, the promising juniors are just talking ill of Tawen to me just for a woman. Is the Lord of Darkness going to abandon us?"

"Today I was just curious and came here to take a look. Since the master doesn't welcome me, I will say goodbye!" After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and turned around and walked towards the woods.

The moment Tawen's figure stepped into the shadows in the forest, a ripples rippled in the air. When the twisted air replied, Tawen was gone.

"He, he's gone!" Sasha stared at Tavin's disappearance in a daze, not knowing whether she was asking Robben or talking to herself.

"It must be gone! He is not a lunatic, right?" Robben seemed to have no idea what had happened just now.

"Roben, are you a necromancer?" Sasha's hand hiding in the shadow was holding the dagger tightly.

"I look like a necromancer?" Robben opened his arms and turned around, imitating Tawen's expression exaggeratedly.

His hands, which had already turned white, slowly relaxed again, "I don't think so. If there was such a weak necromancer, then hell would have reached the end of the world." Sasha's face turned a little rosy.

Robben lost his face, and this girl looked down on herself naked and unconcealedly...

"We have to leave here quickly, he may come back at any time." Sasha completely wiped out the bonfire with a few kicks and began to tear down her tent.

Robben scratched his head and began to tear off his tent, "That Tavin is amazing? Why are you so scared? I don't think it's anything!"

Sasha gave Robben a big eye directly.

"Then, what is the Necromancer?" Roben refused to give in.

But Sasha had already put the expression of "you are an idiot" on her face and continued to unpack the tent.

"I really don't know!" Robben's face was innocent.

"You really don't know!" Sasha was surprised to see that Robben didn't seem to pretend.

"Yeah!" Robben looked curious.

"We'll leave now, I'll tell you later!" As he spoke, Sasha had folded the tent and tied it up with a rope.

In the moonlight, the two hurriedly left the camping site and walked on a remote path.

"The Necromancer is a taboo on the continent, but everyone knows his existence." Seeing that he had been away from the camp for a while, Sasha finally spoke.

"On the continent, all the magical powers of magicians come from the God of Light and other gods under their seats.

Well? Robben couldn't help but feel moved.

"There are different necromancers. Their power comes from the demons in hell!"

"It is said that a thousand years ago, the demons in hell opened a crack and attacked the world. Finally, the twelve divine servants under the throne of the gods killed the demon king on the sea, and even the demons were imprisoned in the depths of the sea. Later, although the demons retreated to hell, they left evil seeds on the road."

"The demons left a lot of magic props on the continent. Those who found these props can sign contracts with the demons to gain powerful and evil power. They are cruel and easy to kill and bloodthirsty. These people are called necromancers. They are enemies of gods and enemies of all races in the continent!"

"That Tawen! When talking about these two words, Sasha couldn't help but shake. Although he was not the most powerful undead mage on the continent, he was recognized as the most evil and notorious one. He was good at soul refining! The two bells on the wooden stick were props for him to sign a contract with the demon. It is said that when he activates magic power, the ringtone can directly attack a person's soul. If his mind is not firm enough, the soul will even be directly pulled out of his body!"

"Soul Refining!" Robben didn't understand very much.

"He can directly peel off human souls from his body, temper them with powerful magic, and then reinject these souls into a new body. This body injected into the soul will become a puppet that completely obeys him. Even if the puppet is crushed to pieces, the soul will not be liberated. When Tawen caught, the soul will only be imprisoned forever. He once killed tens of thousands of people on the continent in order to refine a puppet, which was also the time when he achieved his reputation!"

If you extract the eternal imprisonment of the soul, this Maomao will do it, and Robben is a little disdainful.

"Since it is an enemy of the whole continent, then I'll just send all the assassins out to kill him. Can't the killers of the whole continent kill a mage?"

Sasha seemed too lazy to roll her eyes anymore, "The undead mage is much stronger than you think, and her whereabouts are mysterious. She never openly fights with others, and when it comes to assassination..."

"Look at what I do!" Seeing Sasha looking up and down with suspicion, Robben was furious.

"I don't know if you really have the strength of a great wizard, and those killers who perform missions have become secrets in the end. However, since Tawen debuted, there are definitely more than twenty mages of the level of great wizards or above who died at his hands!"

It's true and fake. Robben couldn't help but be surprised. That gloomy old man is so powerful!

"I'm almost certain that you are not a necromancer now. From just now, I have at least a hundred chances to kill you. The warning my master gave me is that I will run away with my life when I encounter a necromancer. If I knew that I had confronted Tawen and survived, the master would definitely be proud of me!"

Looking at Sasha with a pale face, Robben was a little surprised. Sasha was not like this in normal times. She was cute, sweet, willful and even rude. All of this disappeared completely since Sasha picked up the dagger just now, and replaced by a calm, almost cold calm!

"Then why didn't you run away immediately just now!"

Sasha stopped suddenly.

Then he glared at Robben with the most fierce look that Robben had ever seen!

"You have to care!"

After saying that, he threw the tent into Robben's arms, and stomped his feet angrily and walked forward.

Robben smiled happily, and for a moment, it seemed that the original Sasha was back.

A dissatisfied low crow suddenly sounded in his arms. Maomao was sleeping soundly in Robben's arms, but was smashed by the tent. The little guy crawled out of the gap in the tent with difficulty, and then screamed at Robben with a few unsatisfied sounds, then fluttered his wings and jumped on the ground like a chick and flew towards Sasha.

Robben was so amused that Maomao really recognized the thief as his mother!

"Ah! Maomao is so good!" A strong light flashed, and the furry maomao appeared in Sasha's hands.

Robben shook his head helplessly, carried two tents and trotted all the way to catch up with Sasha.

"Sasha?" Robben asked strangely when he felt Sasha's strange appearance. He walked forward a few steps, but Sasha didn't follow.

"He is following us!"

In the quiet night, Sasha's voice couldn't stop trembling.
Chapter completed!