Chapter 330： Disciple of Yuguizong vs Necromancer (1/2)

Xiuxin looked at the ancient castle in front of him, with a smile on his face.

I chased the Necromancer for so long before, not that he really couldn't win the opponent, but later discovered that the Necromancer would eventually run in this direction no matter how he changed direction.

Xiu Xin understood that there must be an opportunity in this direction to make the Necromancer feel free from him.

He guessed that there should be another stronger Necromancer here.

Now it seems that his guess is correct.

In that old castle, there is indeed a guy who is much stronger than the necromancer he was chasing before.

This makes him feel a little excited.

After all, the necromancers he chased before were of average strength, at most the wizard level, and more often rely on a large number of undead to besiege opponents, lacking the tyrannical means of one strike.

So when he noticed that the opponent was fleeing this way, he slowed down a bit, just forcing the opponent to continue to flee.

Xiuxin felt that the powerful Necromancer in the castle with a decadent aura should be able to bring him some benefits.

He stretched out his hand and lifted the hood on his head, revealing a young and handsome face, looking brightly at the old castle ahead.

After repeatedly sweeping the castle with divine consciousness, he felt that although there was some danger in the castle, it would not trap him inside.

After all, the magicians in this world are far inferior to their monks in understanding and using magic circles and prohibitions.

So even if the castle is the opponent’s territory, the old necromancer inside the castle only arranges a magic circle that gathers dead spirits and is more suitable for cultivating the dead, instead of the powerful and effective formations in the monastic world.

Although there are many dead spirits in the castle, the individual strength is not too strong.

So Xiu Xin didn't hesitate at all, and walked towards the open gate of the castle.

The old necromancer looked at Xiuxin's youthful face, felt the vitality transmitted from Xiuxin, and trembled with excitement.

”What a vivid body!”

He couldn't help groaning: ”If I can also have this kind of body, not only can I become a great magister, but I can also cultivate more powerful undead without worrying about being corroded by death.”

The thought of those super powerful undead makes his mind excited.

If he can have a group of powerful bone dragons, he will be able to harden the powerhouses of the Sword Saint and Paladin level.

If he can kill a few paladins, he will be sure to train a super powerful undead knight. When the time comes, the world will be so big that he won't let him go!

”Teacher.”

Simos reminded him: ”You don't think he is very young, this person is actually very powerful. You'd better call the undead to charge now, keep him out of the castle, don't let him enter the castle, otherwise I'm afraid...”

”What am I afraid of?”

The old necromancer snorted coldly: ”No matter how powerful it is, can it be stronger than me?

Ximos, you haven't grown much in strength over the years, but your courage has become much smaller. Don't you look at where this is?

Do you know how many undead I have cultivated in this castle over the years. With these undead, even if an army comes, I can resist it, not to mention that the kid is only one person.

And by looking at him, you know that although he has some strength, he doesn't even have a skeleton around him. Obviously, even if there are some special undeads, he shouldn't be trained by himself, but summoned after signing a contract from the underworld. ”

”Teacher, you don't know, I played against him before, he...”

”Okay, you don't need to say.”

The old Necromancer’s exit interrupted Simos’s words, his clear eyes were full of longing, and he looked straight at Xiu Xin, who was approaching in the distance, and said: “If I want to capture him alive, I must Bring him to the castle.

Otherwise, if a group of undead knights are summoned to charge him now, what if he can win him? If he escapes, where do you want me to find him? ”

Seeing the teacher get angry, Seamuston shut up, lest he anger his teacher.

And he also felt that with the teacher's years of accumulation and arrangement, it shouldn't be a big problem to trap that young man in the castle.

Thinking of this, he didn't say much any more, just cast his eyes on the young man outside the castle.

Xiuxin sensed the attention of the two necromancers, and also noticed the existence of the numerous skeleton warriors, zombies, necromantic knights, ghosts, etc. in the castle.

However, instead of being fearless in his heart, he became more interested. He wandered to the gate of the castle and knocked gently on the wooden door twice: ”Can I come in?”

Seeing this, the old necromancer smiled suddenly: ”My castle has not been visited by foreign guests for many years. It is rare to see an interesting guest like yours. Please come in quickly. We can communicate when we come in.”

”Hehe, since the host is warmly inviting, I'm not welcome.”

Xiuxin walked into the castle hall with a smile.

Only, as soon as he came in, he heard a bang behind him.

However, the gate of the castle has been closed firmly by two skeleton warriors, and more skeleton warriors walked directly to the door, blocking the gate tightly.

As the gate of the castle closed, the wide hall suddenly dimmed, only the few ghost-like oil lamps on the wall still emitting a faint light.

At the same time, a large number of skeleton warriors and zombies poured in from the back door of the hall, surrounding the Xiu Xin group.

Xiuxin glanced at the skeleton warriors blocking the door, and then at the zombies that were directly surrounding him. Although he marveled at the number of undead cultivated by this old guy, it was nothing more.

He cast his gaze to the front, chuckled lightly, and joked: ”Is that how you treat guests?”