Chapter 312 The Necrotic Talent

All "undead creatures" are "anchors" projected into the human world by negative energy interfaces.

Just like "believers" are the anchors of the gods on earth.

Similarly, the "demon" is also the anchor of the abyss.

Hundreds of strange and distracting thoughts surged in Lynch's heart. The "plane" of the original single tone has become personalized at this moment, carrying a halo of "player", and is secluded behind the curtain.

Even to some extent, these mages are not the "anchor" of the Magic Net.

The difference is that the Magic Net still cannot see the side that the Magic Net seeks.

The description of the origin of the necromancer on the stage seems to be in a hurry to describe it, but perhaps similar words are repeated one after another, and soon become a wind in everyone's ears.

For these necromancer apprentices of good origins, it is not basic magic knowledge that is useless. So what if it can be used, it will not help them summon an extra skeleton.

Instead of wandering around the dead end, it is better to sacrifice more to the evil gods to gain more powerful power.

The demigod today is the throne obtained by sacrificed the people of an entire kingdom.

Even though there were countless scoldings at that time, who could still remember these thousands of years later, just wait for future generations to successfully complete the whitewashing and believers to rewrite the path to God, and naturally they could cover up all the black history that had been passed down.

Thinking of this, many apprentices in the audience were attracted by the thin "criminals" in the cage. Using the other party as a sacrifice to the evil god is probably the best deal without money. These prisoners with certain talents are the most suitable inner resentment.

As for the necromancer on the stage, he looked at everyone's eyes and quickly understood what everyone was thinking.

If you take too many shortcuts, you will naturally not even be able to walk well. If you copy too many answers, you will still have some ability to answer questions normally?

But he still pressed his last patience and emphasized the explanation.

"There is another well-known channel, which is the infectivity of the undead. Many undead creatures have certain abilities to spread their own undead curse to living creatures that are hurt by themselves."

"So we can see that the child bitten by a ghoul was infected with ghoul fever, and then his body could not resist, so he lost to this decayed disease at some midnight, thus becoming a ghoul who could only hang his teeth and claws."

"To some extent, this is also the way the undead's own way of spreading life, and the way that this cold creature reproduction."

Lynch nodded silently.

That's true.

A more rapid and cruel infection that is more convenient and cruel, and you can get on the door without permission!

"There is a last one next, does anyone know?"

The necromancer raised his hand and asked, "If I just became the necromancer in Central Ring, I still had his own interest in teaching. Although the dean of the noble class in front of me reminded me that I only needed to herd cattle, he still couldn't resist his inner sense of responsibility.

Just as he once saw during the final marking, an elderly professor casually gave some hard-working students low marks. He reviewed the papers of other classes at the time, but unfortunately he asked them specifically after seeing them.

As a result, I only got one answer - how can I show the teacher's level if I don't do this?

So from that day on, he vowed to be a different teacher.

"Although there are many mages with such thoughts, they have completely devoted themselves to the arms of death, but this is just a long life and not a true immortality. Many people who try this will eventually lose everything and happiness. Eternal life at that time is the real torture."

"Of course, it's more about challenging the last breath for knowledge and ultimately choosing the punishment of immortality."

As he said that, the Necromancer showed a contemptuous smile, "The most typical representative is the lich."

"And some learned mages will choose to conduct experiments on activated undead creatures and similar activated substances, and thus slowly deduce this path."

As he said that, the Necromancer continued to ask, "Who can tell me the difference between a flesh golem and a zombie?"

Seeing another silence, this time the Necromancer looked at Lynch with impatientness, "You talk first."

Lynch continued to bow his head, "No matter how similar they are, they are not the same thing after all."

"First point, because negative energy is not the necessary energy to construct creatures, including golems of flesh. Negative energy cannot provide energy-using and attacking methods for constructing creatures."

"The second point is that the constructed creature is not driven by the possession of evil spirits."

"What is that?" The Necromancer continued to ask with excitement. He suddenly realized that the prisoner was very extraordinary?

The apprentice who was originally disdainful was a little more serious and looked at the answer that had been separated from them by the cage.

"What drives the constructed creatures through?" asked the Necromancer.

"I guess it's the elemental spirit."

"Who told you the answer?" The Necromancer's tone became extremely cold, as if there was June flying frost as soon as he finished speaking.

All the previous answers can be attributed to the genius' understanding. However, the last sentence exposed too much.

However, Lynch was also a little helpless at this moment.

I have never eaten a pig or seen a pig run. I have carried out so many life projections similar to "reincarnation". In addition, the explanation and reminder just now, he had the idea of ​​integrating it for a moment.

At that moment, he felt that he could easily answer all the undead categories and questions.

"No one told me, it would be you, even if there is one," Lynch said lightly.

In an instant, the Necromancer looked angry, "Do you think you just answered some questions correctly, and then you feel that your identity as a test subject has been treated differently?"

Lynch shook his head.

At this moment, he saw in his eyes that all the secrets about undead creatures were no longer the same.

Because he had seen some traces of real names from this room, this was the effect that had been used as an altar for a long time.

"Anger is not strength, will is, just as the master you worship, never kills enemies by anger." Lynch closed his eyes after saying the proverb of Blue Star and said.

The original necromancer suddenly turned pale and mixed with several points.

The other party pointed out his origin and his feet at a glance. He obviously hasn't written about passing by since the beginning!

He didn't even dare to sleep deeply in his dream, for fear of speaking in the middle of the night.

"Isn't it Ocus?" Lynch saw no sound around for a long time. When he opened his eyes, the other party looked like a dead fish.

Ocus.

The Demon Lord, Lord of Immortality (Pseudo), Lord of Dark Night, all kinds of nicknames.
Chapter completed!