Invincible Hero of Necromancer Chapter 2752: Sword of Darkness

Space magic.

As one of the most well-known spells of Bracada, space magic has greatly improved people's lives.

Even if they are separated by several towns, or even blocked by rivers and mountains, with the help of space magic, people can instantly cross extremely long distances, and distance is no longer an obstacle to people's communication. Not to mention that there is magic like the Gate of Different Dimension, any place in the world, even in different planes, there have been the footprints of mages.

The only people who can freely enjoy the convenience of space magic, except for those famous nobles, are only those mages who specialize in this way. Even if it is a large caravan in a freelance business guild, if a mage who has only learned a little bit of space magic can join, the status of the entire caravan will become prominent due to the existence of that mage.

Crossing the pale golden gate of another dimension, Eric returned to the former Mage Empire, the snowy area he was familiar with.

Bracada's cold wind gave Eric a familiar feeling. He did not cast any cold protection magic, and let the old body, which had adapted to Eri's warmth, be beaten by the cold wind. Eric missed the instinctive shiver of the body. In this snowy area, he spent a long time, and the disciples who followed him were all over Bracada, but all of this was destroyed by one person.

The real owner of this snowy area is no longer from the lineage of Magnus, the **** of mages, but replaced by another existence, an ambitious and evil necromancer whose The undead engulfed the land, and his artifact overwhelmed the magister's glory.

The kings cheered and cheered for his evil deeds, and the celebrations he held became a feast for the wicked, and no one cared about the current situation of the far away mages.

"Rod..."

Eric read the name of the necromancer with a firm light in his eyes. He was so emotional that he almost didn't notice that someone had come to him.

The man's footsteps were light, and there were no half footprints left on the soft snow. Although the man's movements were extremely gentle, he still couldn't stop Eric's investigation. The legendary mage's perception ability made Eric not afraid of sneak attacks from any direction, and the figure of the man was also noticed by Eric for the first time.

"I thought you wouldn't come to see me." Eric sighed deeply after seeing the man.

"Of course I'll come to see you, my teacher, and I've brought what you need most," the man said slowly.

The two are very similar. Eric is wearing a plain grey robe, while the other is wearing an inconspicuous blue-black robe. There is no decoration on the surface of the robe. It belongs to the crowd. The one that can't be photographed.

The difference from Eric is that the man exudes a strong energy of death, and even if Diya's lich comes, he must bow down to the pure energy of death.

Although the man in the blue and black robe is not conspicuous in his appearance, anyone who has seen his face will not be able to ignore him, or even want to ignore him. Can't do it, there is no other reason, that person's face is too scary.

Looking at the man's left face alone, even if it's Eli's elf, he has to sigh at the man's attractiveness. The man is not handsome enough to offend others. favored by others.

However, these feelings in front of me were all destroyed by the man's right face. The man's right face can no longer be described as a human face. There is no trace of flesh and blood on it. Some of it is only a half-skeleton-like face. The dark and hollow eye sockets seem to be a dark abyss that devours the soul. , I couldn't help sinking into it completely.

Even Eric was caught off guard when he saw such a face, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "What happened to your face? The last time I saw you, you weren't like this..."

I can't blame Eric for thinking too much. The last time he saw this man was when Rhode stepped into the dragon's nest alone and proposed a marriage to the Dragon King Moriel. At that time, Eric wanted to destroy the marriage. , secretly gave the man in front of him a few special magic scrolls. It's a pity that things backfired, and the two evil overlords finally reached a marriage, and will threaten all creatures on the main plane with an unstoppable trend.

The man in front of him was Eric's proud apprentice, but he chose to explore taboos, turned his back on Bracada, defected from the Academy of Magic, and finally became a necromancer. In order to clear the portal, Eric followed his trail all the way, and finally came to Diya, the necromancer's lair, and started a war with him. In the end, he cheapened another person, bringing unknown hidden dangers to the whole world.

The man's name is Sandro. The last time Eric saw Sandro, there were a few dark spots on his right face. Unexpectedly, after a while, all the flesh and blood on the right side of his face disappeared, leaving only a downright skeleton face. Now he sees it. Going up is extremely terrifying, even Eric can't bear to look directly.

"Is that the effect of the Undead Ritual? Is it the Endless Night Ritual? Or some other ritual?" Eric couldn't help asking him looking at Sandro, who looked like this. Judging from the knowledge of the legendary mage, the state of Sandro is obviously inseparable from the ritual of the undead. Could it be that he held those forbidden rituals in order to gain stronger power?

Eric does not agree with this approach. It has violated the original intention of magic. Although he has tried many times to lead the man in front of him to the right path, it has always backfired. Looking at the terrifying Sandro, Eric could only sigh deeply.

"Ritual? This is not the effect that ritual can bring." Facing his former teacher, Sandro didn't hide anything. The corner of his left mouth evoked a confident smile, which also led to the stripping of flesh and blood. , only the right face of the skeleton is left, which makes him look terrifying and terrifying. "This is the effect of a treasure. The treasure is called 'Dark Demon Sword'. Has the teacher heard of this treasure?"

"Dark Demon Sword?"

Eric shook his head. How many treasures are there in this world? Although he is very knowledgeable, he cannot know the true effect of that treasure just by hearing its name.

Even so, Eric was startled by the wealth of knowledge he gained from studying the ancient books for many years. Although he had never heard of the Black Devil Sword, he had heard of a very similar one. name.

"In the ancient books of the Erathians, I remember that I saw a special title, I think... that title seems to be 'Dark Demon Sword Master', is there any relationship between them? "

After thinking about it carefully, and relying on the wisdom of the legendary mage, Eric also remembered the information recorded in the tome, and then asked.

Sandrew nodded, and his actions confirmed Eric's conjecture at this time: "Of course it has something to do with it. Those who hold the Dark Sword will become the cursed Dark Sword Master. For a long time, I have used the Dark Demon Sword as an artifact component, ignoring the power contained in it, which should be the core of the combined artifact."

Just based on what Sandro said, Eric can only have a general impression of the cursed magic sword: "Is it what caused you to become what you are now?"

Sandrew nodded, then shook his head again: "To be precise, I chose this curse myself."

Eric sighed and seemed to be dissatisfied with his statement: "Of course you chose it yourself, isn't everything, including your study of undead magic, the result of your own choice? It doesn't seem to make sense for you to say that."

The man shook his head. He knew that Eric must have misunderstood the true meaning of what he wanted to convey. The choice in his mouth was not as simple as what Eric thought:

"The 'Dark Demon Sword' is a treasure that belongs to a hero. Only heroes can exert the true power of that magical sword. Even if ordinary people get the Black Demon Sword, they can only borrow a little from the magical sword. Strength, with the deepening of the use, the bodies of those people will gradually fester, and abscesses full of poisonous blood will grow, and half of their bodies will be completely necrotic. In the end, they can only spend the rest of their lives in pain, but heroes do not have to do this. When the hero clenched the dark sword, not only will there be no curse at all, but it can exert its true power."

Listening to Sandro's unhurried words, even Eric, who was on the side, couldn't help but feel the magic of the Black Devil Sword at this moment. As mentioned in the man's words, it was a A treasure belonging to a hero, only a true hero can exert the power contained in the Black Devil Sword.

At this moment, Eric seemed to think of something and said to the man:

"Aren't you a hero? Then why are you still cursed by the Black Devil Sword and turned into what you are now? Could it be that in order to break the curse, you took the initiative to use those undead rituals to turn your right body into Undead?

Eric doesn't approve of what the men do, just as he would never approve of those necromancers, and in his opinion, it's utterly stupid. Only people without wisdom will give up everything that was once beautiful for those powers.

Shandreu smiled. From the Dark Sword, he observed the memories of the previous Dark Sword Masters. In order to cover up the cursed body, some Dark Sword Masters wrapped black cloth on their faces, and some used black cloth to cover their faces. Hair covered his face, but Sandro didn't need to do that, and showed his skeleton-like face magnanimously.

"Teacher, you are wrong. The curse on the Black Devil Sword will not erode my body too much. I took the initiative to become what I am now, and now I am the most perfect Dark Devil Sword Master, the Dark Devil Sword. All the power it contains, as well as the souls of the dark sword masters of all dynasties, will help me when I need it."

As if thinking of the good times after that, Sandro laughed again, his smile still daunting, and Eric was used to it.

Eric was once saddened by the choice of this disciple. Sandro has an absolute talent that Eric will never be able to match. His magic research is deeper than that of any Bracada mage. .

In Sandro, Eric invested in unprecedented expectations. He looked forward to the day when Sandro would surpass himself in Brakada and become second only to the Mage God. , for all Bracada mages, that is a supreme honor.

Unfortunately, fate seems to have made a joke with Eric. His most proud apprentice eventually fell into the darkness and became a member of the Necromancer. Eric could only watch him. The road to becoming an undead has gone further and further, and now, there is absolutely no room for turning back.

"I heard about that Rhode, he can control all beings who have learned spiritualism." Eric seemed to have thought of something, and Eric said slowly, "Erie's Rejuvenation Fountain has the effect of forgetting memory, and it is in the With the help of the Tree of Wisdom, it can even make people forget about painful memories. If you want to forget about spiritualism and go back to the School of Magic, there is still a chance now."

Eric's words came from the heart, even though Sandro used Eric's name to coax famous heroes on the mainland and collect undead artifact parts for himself, but Eric was still willing to forgive him , to give him a chance to reform.

Listening to his suggestion, Sandro just smiled: "Teacher, you should know that this is impossible. You want me to go to Eri now, to be with the escaped mages? Stop joking. , I can't give up everything now."

Eric sighed~IndoMTL.com~ Of course he knew that was impossible, Brakada wasn't as powerful as it used to be, and being a mage is no longer something to be praised, even Because of his identity as a mage, he will be ridiculed by some malicious people in Eri. The current mage empire has nothing to do with it, except...

And on the side, Sandro also took a deep breath: "The matter is not over, I can still rely on some tricks to prevent the Holy Word from taking effect on me. Before Rhodes truly enslaves all the necromancers in this world, I There will be no danger yet. Fortunately, time is on my side."

Sandreu's words meant something, but unfortunately, Eric didn't seem to hear the clue, just asked: "I want to know, did you take that treasure with me as I said? here."

"Of course." Sandro nodded, and a unique spiritual sphere with boundless air elements that seemed to stir the storm appeared in his hand, "This is the last thing Jadet can do, he He stole this spirit ball from Moriel's treasury. He used to be your trusted disciple. Even after so long, he is very grateful for your teachings. I hope you can forgive him for not telling him. Don't."

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