Chapter 103: The Necromancer
At this, Chen Ran, the merciful butcher, looked at the corpses and sighed.
In your next life, don’t be a bandit. The risk is too high. If you run into a guy like me who’s specifically here to cause trouble, I definitely won’t be soft-hearted in collecting these experience points. I’ll take as many as I can get, and I won’t feel guilty. If I’m discovered, I can even earn a good reputation for ridding the people of a scourge.
“Boss, I have a question. Why are you specifically looking for trouble with these lackeys? Suppressing bandits doesn’t seem to be our business, does it?”
“I have my reasons for doing this. Just do as I say, and you won’t be short on benefits.”
After absorbing the blood essence contributed by these bandits, Chen Ran snapped his fingers, and the two of them continued on their way.
Chen Ran cast another Light and Shadow Art on Johnson, and the giant gradually faded into the refracted light and shadow, blending in with the environment, continuing to wait for the rabbit to hit the tree.
The road to leveling up was still so difficult. Chen Ran missed the thrill of leveling up several times with just one big monster. If it weren’t for the fact that he had no one under him, with only Johnson being barely presentable, he would have wanted to venture into those famous magical beast valleys of the fifth tier and above, and come out after reaching level 50. At least then, his value in the early stages would be fully displayed.
Speaking of his own value, after a series of self-affirmations, Chen Ran knew that his value was irreplaceable. Many of his skills surpassed those of the Holy Church, such as “Hand of Silver,” and, for example, the resurrection spell he had yet to learn. And his support effects were mostly enhanced by percentage, so his role could not be measured by tier. Once he mastered all the skills before the fifth tier, he was even confident in leading a group of not-so-weak people to venture into the so-called demon world. There, he estimated that he could achieve a rocket-like promotion.
It seemed that those who had gone there had never returned. Chen Ran did not consider himself the kind of person who was obsessed with the peak of power, nor did he want to stay in a place where only demon world creatures existed and be with a group of monsters all day. If he could raise his strength to the corresponding level in the human world, he would not choose to go to other places. Although there should be someone he was familiar with there, Chen Ran didn’t know if that person would still be the same image he had in his memory.
This world was very big, and there were probably many interesting places. He still had a long way to go.
Unknowingly, Chen Ran found that he had been in this world for more than a year. He had learned a lot and understood a lot, but it was still far from enough. Just like the world map that was left to him, he had only explored a very small part of it. From its scale, besides the known major empires and forces, it was not ruled out that there were other continents across the sea. At least, before he picked up the Twelve Canticles of Dawn, he probably wouldn’t leave the human world plane.
After two days of traveling, and after dealing with another medium-sized bandit gang, Chen Ran’s level was infinitely close to 30.
He gradually had a premonition that the appetizer was over, and the main course was about to arrive.
For this, he also kept a low profile and put away many of the jewels and gems. Although he still looked like a nouveau riche, he was not as domineering as before.
He was always paying attention to the prompts on the map. Any living creature within a few li would generally not escape Chen Ran’s eyes, so Chen Ran was never afraid of being ambushed. He had indeed encountered a group of formally organized bandit gangs in ambush, but after estimating that he had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation and that Johnson alone was not enough to deal with so many people, he took a detour and successfully avoided a direct confrontation, continuing to pick on the soft persimmons.
Along the way, Johnson couldn’t help but admire his boss’s rat-like intuition. Some things that even he, an old veteran who had been through many battles, couldn’t observe, Chen Ran could see the clues at a glance. He admired his boss’s magic and ability.
Little did he know that he had a high-tech divine artifact in his hand, and he could plan and strategize in the palm of his hand.
Just at this moment, suddenly, there was another situation on Chen Ran’s map. But it seemed that this time it was not an ambush, but a firefight. However, it seemed to have ended very quickly…
And the dots on the map had a special color prompt, which seemed to indicate something.
He quickly cast Wings of Light on himself and Johnson’s mounts to accelerate, and at the same time, he added a layer of Light and Shadow Art for cover. He wanted to know what was happening over there.
In a patch of grass, there were more than a dozen corpses. Everyone who had fallen had a pained expression on their face, and a sickly, yellowish-green color.
Several people in gray cloaks stood among the corpses, and more than twenty high-level bandits stood behind them, bowing and scraping.
The few gray-robed people were clearly of extraordinary status, and the staffs in their hands were made of white bones, exuding a deathly aura. Even the bandits under them did not dare to get too close.
The attire of the gray-robed people made it easy to guess a profession that could not see the light of day.
They had a unified name: necromancers.
A withered hand effortlessly grabbed a tall, strong man with a yellowish-green face from the ground. A muffled voice came from under the hood.
“Tell me, where are those things!”
The bearded man, who looked like a bandit leader, was grabbed by the necromancer and answered weakly, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Half a month ago, you robbed a shipment of goods from a bandit gang. I want to know where those things are.”
“So you’re talking about those things,” the bearded man said in a low voice. “Will you let me go if I tell you?”
“That can be considered, if you cooperate.”
A thick wad of phlegm suddenly shot out and landed on the clothes of the necromancer who was speaking. The bearded man sneered, “You’ve killed so many of my brothers, and you still want me to hand over those shady things? You wish. I can give up my worthless life, but you can forget about finding the place where I hid the things.”
“Do you really want to die?” Faced with the bearded man’s provocation, the necromancer’s tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he were saying the most ordinary thing. “Don’t think that I can’t do anything to you if you don’t talk.” A sinister sneer came. “Necromancers are never short of means.”
The leading necromancer made a gesture to the person behind him. “Do the undead soul search on him.”
The two attendant mages behind him nodded and walked over, standing on the left and right of the bearded man.
A coldness filled the air. Wisps of gray power gradually condensed in the hands of the two necromancers, exuding a ghostly and strange aura. They slowly seeped into the bearded man’s seven orifices, squeezing his spirit and eroding his brain.
“Ah! Ah!”
A series of heart-wrenching screams made one’s heart palpitate.
The bandits behind the necromancer also had strange expressions on their faces. Although they were now the subordinates of the few mages, they could not adapt to this inhuman spiritual torture, and their faces were filled with fear.
But just at this moment, a great axe flew out of thin air and directly hit the body of one of the mages who was casting the spell. The necromancer was like a flying sack, and he fell heavily a few meters away, splashing a pool of blood…
