Chapter 44: The Second Killing Move of Spearmanship (please follow up)


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  Chapter 44: The Second Type of Spear Skill Killing Move (seeking follow-up reading)
  Wallace’s head was blown away by the Water Breathing Technique and hit the wall with a crisp sound.

  My holy light!
  He was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He quickly used his pitiful undead power to protect his head, thus avoiding the fate of being smashed to pieces on the ground.

  Misunderstanding! I didn't carve the magic words to attack you!
  "Don't even think about casting a spell!"

  The next second, his head was held tightly by the young man, and at the same time, a spell sounded quickly:
  "As a servant of the Lord of Hell, I order you to sacrifice your soul..."

  He wanted to Mark me as a slave!

  Wallace felt sad in his heart - what I want is a natal contract of equal status!

  Why is this happening? ! Is this God's punishment for me? !

  No matter how helpless he was, not only could he not resist, he could not even make a sound.

  Soon, a blue magic mark was engraved on the inside of his skull, and the spell was completely completed.

  Now, his life is under the control of the Necromancer, and he is completely controlled by others.

  Half an hour later,
  after peaceful communication between master and servant, the misunderstanding was resolved.

  But it is a pity that the slave mark cast by Philip cannot be removed for the time being...

  In

  the dim cabin, the door was closed, and
  the young man and a skeleton monster sat opposite each other at the table.

  "Mr. Wallace, you are the tutor of the Imperial Academy of Magic?" Philip asked in surprise.

  He guessed that this very special skeleton was a magician during his lifetime, but he did not expect that the other person claimed to be:
  - a royal nobleman from the imperial capital, a senior academy tutor who is over 100 years old, highly respected and powerful, and also a master of pharmacy. , and have friendships with many big shots.

  Although the skeleton was originally as intelligent as a human being, it was difficult for the boy to regard it as a pure monster.

  The other party was an old man with such a noble status, which made Philip, who was from a humble background, a little cautious.

  Of course, Philip was not without some doubts,
  but his shallow experience and knowledge were not enough for him to raise any doubts. Moreover, the magic words carved by the other party were indeed very profound.

  Across the table, the dignified skeleton nodded slowly and wrote with charcoal:
  "Child, relax.
  " Although I have a noble status, I like the hard work and simplicity of farmers, and I am not the kind of person who has prejudice and prejudice against necromancers. Hostile people..."

  In order to lower the young man's vigilance, Wallace certainly did not say that he was a senior clergyman who had hanged hundreds of heretics with his own hands.

  He made up a fictional character who was powerful and noble, with noble moral character, and who treated low-level people and even the undead. The mages all have the image of a kind and kind old man with good intentions.

  With his knowledge and skill level during his lifetime, he is certainly not afraid of the young man seeing any problems.

  Moreover, he can easily use words to guide the communication content in the direction of his concern without leaving any trace.

  ——For example, the identity, situation, and interpersonal relationships of his "master".

  After learning about the current situation of the young man, Wallace also felt a headache.

  How could he provoke the brutal and dangerous mercenary group?
  He wrote on the table: " Boy, I can help you.

  "Mr. Wallace, can you help me? " "Philip's eyes lit up.

  Wallace continued to carve words with charcoal:

  "Don't forget, I am a well-known potion master. As long as I have enough materials, I can prepare potions that can help you increase your magic power..."

  In fact, I am a well-known potion master. , Wallace only received passing marks in the potion class at the church college.

  However, there was no problem in making some simple apprentice-level potions to scare Philip.

  He really wanted Philip, his "master", to become stronger, and his miscellaneous soldier-level summons would definitely benefit from it.

  However, in this process, he has to serve as a "teacher" rather than a servant.

  As for the future, the worst case scenario is that I will use my amnesia to fool him!

  After I became an undead, I forgot a lot of things and even had a disordered memory. The person I was yesterday is not the person I am today... Isn't this unreasonable?

  Afterwards, Wallace provided a recipe for a primary potion and asked Philip to find a way to secretly make it together.

  Moreover, he also promised to teach Philip advanced elemental magic once his magic power is higher!

  Water nourishing technique?
  Humph, who taught such a low-level thing?

  ——Thank you so much!
  "Teacher Wallace! Thank you so much!"

  After successfully getting the title of "teacher", the unscrupulous villain smiled proudly in his heart.

  But his smile didn't last long -

  "Bang, bang, bang!" There was a knock on the door.

  Meili said outside the door: "Phillip, open the door!" "Didn't I agree to teach you the fireball technique today? Why don't you come over?! What are you doing? Can't you urinate again?" Not good

  !

  The boy and the skeleton were both shocked.

  Of course, no one can see this situation in the house!

  Philip's face was very flustered, and he hurriedly whispered to Wallace:

  "Teacher, please go back first! I will call you again when I gather the materials..."

  Huh? etc!

  Can you just say that you are not feeling well and ask the little girl outside to leave? !
  However, before Wallace could carve words on charcoal,
  the panicked Philip pressed him hard against the summoning circle on the ground.

  And with his potential bursting out, Wu Yin used a second flipping technique to send him back the way he came.

  No! I don't want to go back!
  But with a flash of blue light, Wallace returned to the Dragon's Nest Cave.

  And as soon as he came back, he saw Roja who was attracted by the magic wave.

  Holy light!
  A powerful mental intimidation struck him instantly, causing him to sit down on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.

  Roja looked at the skeleton that came back from the magic circle, and he was very confused:
  Strange, why did that skeleton come back? It seems like you can still move?

  He walked up to Wallace, grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, looking at him carefully.

  And Wallace was trembling all over and praying crazily in his heart
  - ahhhhh! Holy light bless Holy light bless Holy light bless you!

  He didn't dare to move at this time, for fear that he would die suddenly on the spot if he did something wrong.

  This is a monster!
  He simply didn't dare to treat it the way he treated Philip!

  If only his skeleton hadn't been left, he would have been so frightened by the mental intimidation from the opponent that he wet his pants!
  At this moment, Roja felt a familiar magical atmosphere from the skeleton.

  Philip? This skeleton monster became his summon?

  Hmm... Then, let's not kill him.

  He let go of his hand, and the skeleton monster fell to the ground.

  Then Roja turned and left, quickly disappearing deep into the cave.

  Survived!

  Wallace lay motionless on the ground, feeling extremely grateful to be alive.

  But he also felt that his days in the future would be extremely dark...

  "

  Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..."

  Roja was still silently using his spear to open up a passage, while also advancing the progress of his spear skills.

  Unknowingly, the progress of the spear skill was already over halfway.

  [Gunmanship (Elite 501/1000)]

  At this time, what stood in front of him was the last obstacle to the inside - the thickest rock.

  "Ding, ding, ding -"

  He used high-speed shooting, and the tip of the gun turned into an afterimage, stabbing on the hard rock.

  Amidst the intensive knocking sounds, sparks flew everywhere, and small pits were repeatedly carved out on the rock surface.

  However, this rock is too thick,

  and it will take a long time to completely break it even if it is struck as intensively as a torrential rain.

  Well, the power of the meteor gun is still not enough...

  Roja understood the problem and simply stopped pursuing the frequency, and instead poked the rock with different strength.

  The energy flow in his body also became more violent, even making a thunderous roar.

  At this moment, a line of illusory text appeared in front of him:
  [Understanding the ultimate move: Thunder Beam Comet Gun]

  (End of this chapter)
 

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