Chapter 67 Monitoring
the Freemasonry Necromancers Since enslaving the undead is extremely difficult and requires risking one's life, the number is small.
But this does not prevent the Necromancer's combat effectiveness from being far superior to other wizards of the same level.
Under normal circumstances, the necromancer can summon at least ten undead of the same level, but Yihua in front of him obviously has not yet exerted his full strength.
If he was given time to summon, the remaining nine first-class apprentices present would not be able to escape being eliminated by the superior number of undead.
Several apprentices around him were also aware of Yihua's threat. In order to prevent him from reaping the benefits, they decided to knock Yihua down first.
In order to save mana and speed up, Yihua sent two skeleton knights to stop the two apprentices.
And he moved his fists and feet and rushed towards the nearest apprentice.
Yihua did not dodge the fireball that hit him. The next moment, the fireball hit Yihua's chest and exploded suddenly.
Before the apprentice could see the situation on the field, Yi Hua's body showed slight white ripples representing the armor of life. He rushed out of the burning flames on the field as if without any impact, and punched the apprentice who was releasing witchcraft on him.
Click!
Along with the sound of glass shattering, the mirror armor technique solidified on the apprentice who released the fireball technique shattered.
Under the terrifying force of the Great Knight, the Fireball Apprentice's eyes bulged, and he spat out a mouthful of saliva. He suddenly flew seven or eight meters away, rolled several times, and then landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a lot of dust.
Seeing the powerful physical strength displayed by Yi Hua, the surrounding apprentices who were preparing to attack Yi Hua were silent for a few seconds, and the field was completely silent for a while.
Yihua did not stop, but seized this opportunity and eliminated an apprentice again.
Under Yi Hua's fists and kicks, all the apprentices present except Yi Hua fell to the ground in less than a minute.
Seeing this, Yihua took back the two slightly mutilated skeleton knights.
Several third-class apprentices on the high platform not far away looked at each other and announced the winner of this audition.
"The winner - Ihua Fersis, the rest of the people who are still alive can leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black card with a gold edge flew into Yihua's hand.
"This is a certificate for participating in the official competition in more than ten days. Be sure to keep it well and do not replace it if lost." The leader of the third-
class middle-aged apprentice casually instructed, and then left the venue first and began to prepare for the next competition.
Yi Hua looked at the black and gold card in his hand. The card was tough and smooth, and he didn't know what material it was made of.
He put the card into his pocket and turned to look at the several first-class apprentices lying on the ground.
Yi Hua had no intention of killing these apprentices. Although the apprentices he knocked down were seriously injured, they could barely move.
Several apprentices with minor injuries took a moment to recover, then stood up slowly with hunched bodies, and left the scene with ashen faces.
An elderly third-class apprentice came forward, glanced at the three apprentices who were still lying on the ground, and said expressionlessly:
"Treat 3 witch crystals at a time. Do any of you need treatment?"
One of them had blood in his abdomen . Overflowing, the pale-faced young apprentice begged:
"Sir, can you be more accommodating? I only have one witch crystal left in my body."
However, the elderly third-class apprentice did not even look at the young man. He saw the apprentice on the ground. Unable to take out three witch crystals, he left here without looking back.
He had no obligation to treat these seriously injured apprentices, and he only came here to ask questions to earn extra money.
The young apprentice lying on the ground opened his mouth when he saw the elderly third-class apprentice simply leaving, but in the end he said nothing.
For ordinary first-class apprentices, the 1 witch crystal paid previously is already a huge sum of money, equivalent to half a year's income.
They are still in the first-class apprenticeship stage, and they are all people with low qualifications. They have long lost the opportunity to be promoted to second-class and pass the apprenticeship examination before the exam.
I was willing to pay a witch crystal to participate in the audition just to gamble on the chance of passing the audition.
Once successfully passed, relying on the resources obtained, there may be hope of a comeback.
This has happened before in the academy.
Decades ago, there was a Necromancer apprentice with first-class qualifications in the academy. Although his qualifications were poor, he could not be promoted to second-class before the exam.
But relying on the near-invincible strength of the Necromancer at her level, and a little bit of luck, she not only passed the audition, but also passed the finals in the subsequent official competition, and even almost entered the semi-finals.
Relying on the resources obtained in the competition, she was successfully promoted to a second-class apprentice, passed the apprenticeship exam, and took the academy ship to the real Nine-ring White Tower Wizarding Academy on the mainland.
She proves to her apprentices that qualifications, while important, are not necessarily necessary to become a powerful wizard.
Everyone thinks they are different, but they are not the protagonists in the bard's story.
In reality, they are just a group of mediocre people with no talent, no luck, and no strength, unable to create miracles like that apprentice.
On the verge of death, the young apprentice suddenly realized a lot, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across his lips.
Although the three witch crystals are extremely valuable to him, in order to survive, he will take them out no matter how high the price is.
Unfortunately, he has long since run out of savings.
Just as the third-level wizards were preparing to clean the arena, several apprentices who collapsed on the ground, seriously injured and dying, saw a figure in a pure white wizard robe walking towards them.
The young first-class apprentice among them reluctantly raised his head and looked at the white figure.
I saw that the other party was the first-class necromancer who had knocked them to the ground before.
Yihua stepped forward, looked at the apprentices who were collapsed on the ground, and took out a few contracts from his arms.
"Are you guys still conscious?"
Hearing Yi Hua's words, several apprentices did not react at all. Yi Hua stepped forward, spread out the contract, and said slowly in a seductive voice: "Why,
you are planning to give up right now. Are you willing to let your life end like this? As long as you sign this contract, I can provide you with free treatment."
Due to severe blood loss, the consciousness of several apprentices was somewhat blurred, and they could barely see clearly what was before them. Words will be forgotten instantly due to blurred consciousness.
"Illuminati?"
Feeling that their lives were passing away little by little, the three seriously injured apprentices on the ground did not bother to check the contract carefully. Without hesitation, they immediately pressed their bloody fingers on the contract slightly with trembling fingers.
"No matter what, it's better than dying here now."
The moment this thought flashed through his mind, several people fainted one after another.
Seeing that the contract was completed, Yihua stepped forward and started treatment immediately.
The witchcraft Yihua uses for treatment is not light therapy, but the Holy Light Technique that can make others feel good about him.
Under the influence of the Holy Light Technique, the injuries of several people healed quickly, but their faces were still a little pale due to excessive blood loss.
Seeing that several people were out of danger, Yihua mercilessly went up and slapped them awake.
(End of chapter)