Chapter 268 Killing the Necromancer
"Don't be afraid, leave it to Ilio!"
Shu Li said to his human teammates with confidence.
Not only did they need to level up, but Desio, Angel, and Budno also had to do so. Because only by reaching the level of Grand Mage could they sign a contract with the Mother Tree and use the root space channel.
When Hector heard "Ilio", he was horrified.
With his perverted teaching method, they might be able to become magicians within two years, but the process would definitely be excruciating.
When Shuli set his sights on Ilio, Ilio was cleaning up the mess in the Wobba Canyon.
A huge pit appeared a thousand meters underground, filled with skeleton remains and dead bodies. The land was severely corroded and emitted poisonous gas. All the plants withered. The reptiles hiding in the soil fled here and there, and if they were slow to escape, they would become corpses.
There was a man lying in the center of the huge pit. It was the necromancer Sheen Pusen. There was a big hole in his chest, black blood was flowing all over the ground, his expression was ferocious, and he died with his eyes open.
Ten meters away from him lay Saen's body, his upper body intact and his lower body shattered. His death was quite tragic.
Ilio was suspended in the air by the wind, with an air wall rotating around him to resist the invasion of poisonous gas.
He looked a little disheveled, revealing his original elf appearance: messy hair, torn robes, blood at the corners of his mouth, furrowed brows, and ice-blue eyes full of coldness.
With his current strength, he is more than capable of fighting against a necromancer at the level of a mage saint, but it would be a bit difficult to fight against a nightmare that has lived for ten thousand years.
Elio raised his hand and elegantly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his cold gaze fixed on Saan's body.
What a pity, that nightmare escaped.
The Nightmare was severely injured and fled away, but it ran too fast to be intercepted.
However, after today's battle, Nightmare will not be able to recover for at least two years, and without a compatible human body, it can only exist in the world in the form of a soul.
The harm caused by the nightmare in soul state is greatly reduced.
This land has been ravaged by the necromancers and has become lifeless. It needs to be purified by light magicians to restore its original vitality.
Judging from the time, Danlov should be here soon.
Ilio took out the disguise potion from his storage ring and drank a sip. His eyes turned black, his pointed ears shortened, and his skin color darkened several shades.
Ten minutes after he finished his disguise, a white light flew from a distance and suddenly landed near him, turning into Danlov wearing a white magic robe.
"Ilio, are you hurt?" Danlov asked in surprise when he saw Ilio's torn robe.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury." Ilio waved his hand nonchalantly. "One escaped."
Danlov looked down at the huge pit and found that the corpse with a big hole in the chest was an acquaintance.
Sheen Posen.
A necromancer on the Magic Association's wanted list.
Most of the magicians and archmages sent out to investigate the canyon this time were killed by him. They just died like that, which was too easy for him.
Seeing Danlov's suppressed anger, Ilio said, "Don't worry, he died in agony. He watched his body being hollowed out before he breathed his last. His soul tried to escape, but I tore it into pieces. But the other one—"
He pointed at Thane's body. "Escaped."
Danlov examined the body. "Is he a swordsman?"
Ilio said, "No, he is a human possessed by the Nightmare."
Danlov was startled. "Nightmare? Monster!"
Ilio smoothed the hair that drooped from his forehead and sighed, "Yes, this swordsman has been parasitized for ten thousand years. His soul must have been devoured!"
Danlov was silent for a moment, raised the magic wand in his hand, and chanted a light purification magic spell.
A few seconds later, a huge light magic circle appeared above the giant pit. As the light element fell, the corroded land gradually returned to its original state.
After the purification was complete, Danlov said to Ilio, "Thanks to your help this time, the Magic Association would have suffered heavy losses otherwise."
He had just been promoted to the God of Magic a few years ago, and his strength was slightly stronger than that of the Saint of Magic, but when he encountered a Saint-level necromancer and a nightmare that had lived for ten thousand years at the same time, he had no chance of winning.
Ilio is worthy of being the strongest warrior in the Elf Kingdom. With five hundred years of cultivation, he was able to kill the Necromancer, severely injure the Nightmare, and escape unscathed.
"I am the king's disciple, after all," Ilio said regretfully. "It's a pity I didn't understand the Nightmare well enough, so it took advantage of me."
After returning, I have to go to the library of the Elf Kingdom to look for ancient books related to monsters and learn about the types and habits of monsters.
Danlov, also a disciple of the Elf King: ...
"Ahem." He cleared his throat and said, "I'll send someone to keep an eye on Cecilia."
Ilio said, "That's the territory of the dark forces. It would be difficult for magicians to infiltrate."
Danlov smiled: "My people are not just magicians."
During the 18 years that the current king of Cecilia has been in power, he has launched wars of aggression against neighboring countries and annexed four countries, namely, Pedam, Masha, Hadan, and Lidron.
Affected by the war, countless people were displaced and became slaves of a conquered country.
There were many people who wanted revenge, and they formed a resistance force and fought against the State of Cecilia for a long time.
Danlov can gain the loyalty of people with aspirations by simply providing them with some help.
The Middle Court cannot interfere in the political power of other countries, but this does not prevent Danlov from secretly developing other forces.
Ilio is not interested in the internal conflicts of the human race. How to overthrow the Kingdom of Cecilia depends on Danlov's methods.
"I should go back." He looked up at the gloomy sky, said goodbye to Danlov, and teleported away.
I have to report today’s events to the king.
***
Palace of King Cecilia
In the dim palace, Denton was holding a young girl's neck in his hand. The girl's originally beautiful face was full of fear. Her fair neck was cut and blood was flowing out.
She was like a wounded swan, fragile and pale, sitting powerlessly on the edge of the bed, watching her life gradually fade away.
After drinking the girl's blood, Denton finally suppressed the anger and pain in his body.
Leaving the girl behind in disgust, he reached out to the side and immediately a servant handed him a clean handkerchief.
He took the handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood from his fingers.
The girl lost her support and fell to the cold floor, her body twitching involuntarily.
Denton wiped his hands and threw down the bloody handkerchief. "Dispose of it."
The handkerchief fell, covering the girl's frightened face.
The servant swiftly lifted the half-dead girl and led her away from the palace, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
A cloud of black smoke floated over and transformed into a vague human figure. It raised its hand and dropped a ball of black flame.
The black flames touched the blood on the ground and burned it instantly.
After a moment, the flames died out and the bloodstains on the ground disappeared.
"It's really inconvenient without a body." Saen knelt on one knee, "Master, please forgive my mistake."
Denton lazily leaned against the bed, his inky black eyes fixed on him. "Sean is dead, your body is gone, and you managed to escape back in such a disastrous state. Was it just a mistake?"
Saen lowered his head, feeling the terrifying pressure from his master, and his voice trembled slightly.
'Master, we have encountered elves.'
Sarn originally wanted to capture the elf alive and give it to his master, but he was seriously injured by the elf instead and lost the body he had used for thousands of years.
It's a great shame and humiliation.
Ten thousand years ago, he was just a low-level monster. After finding a compatible human body, he hid his aura, avoided the war of gods, and survived.
After thousands of years of devouring, it finally became a superior monster, and bewitched the Second Princess of Cecilia, allowing a wisp of the soul of the God of Darkness to bear a child in her womb.
When Denton was born, he was not fully awakened and was always protected by him. At the age of twenty, he fully awakened and gained the power of the Dark God.
However, the human body is too fragile to withstand the soul, and has to endure the pain of backlash of power every month.
In order to relieve the pain, the master can only suck the blood of pure girls.
Three years ago, Saan found the sealed gate to Hell, ten thousand meters beneath the Woba Canyon. Using the power of Nightmare, he guided the demon lord Ansedram to escape Hell in his weakest form, and brought back a seed of the Blood Hell Grass.
As long as the Blood Hell Grass is successfully planted, the king's power can be effectively controlled.
What’s hateful is that when the harvest was about to begin, it was destroyed by an elf.
Saan gritted his teeth and reported the situation to Denton.
"King, he's too powerful. His swordsmanship and magic have reached the pinnacle. Xien and I... are simply no match for him." He lowered his head in shame.
Denton closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
After a long time, so long that Saan could hardly keep his body still, Denton slowly spoke.
"You said that the elf named Ilio tried his best to fight you?"
"Yes... yes." Saen said with certainty, "Although he killed Xien and then attacked my body, if I let go and release all my strength, I can definitely die with him. But... I can't die yet."
He still has to serve his master, how can he die so easily?
Denton opened his eyes and looked at Saan coldly.
Sarn was horrified and could not maintain his shape, turning into a ball of black mist.
Denton said, "Someone else killed Seandram."
Sarn was surprised and wanted to hear the reason, but Denton did not explain and only gave him orders.
"Since the elves have begun to intervene, it's time to ask our old friends to come out and take action."
Sarn recondensed into human form and saluted Denton with a crazed expression on his face.
"Master, I will head to Wanaku now!"
It’s time to ignite the flames of war on the Austin continent.
****
Shu Li returned to the Magic Academy and tried to talk to Ilioti about the special training, but couldn't find him.
The dragon elder Zephir told him that Ilio went to the magic tower to look for Danlov at noon and had not returned yet.
Shu Li knew why Ilio was looking for Danlov.
They haven't come back for so long, I guess they are still discussing how to deal with the necromancer and monsters.
It’s not too late to find him tomorrow, so Shu Li decided to go back to the Elf Kingdom first and ask the Elf King about the grass.
He popped his little head out from the branch of the mother tree. He thought he would be surrounded by enthusiastic little elves like yesterday, but the courtyard was quiet and even the elf cubs who usually squatted under the tree waiting for him were not there.
What's going on?
Shu Li flapped his wings and flew around in confusion.
There were no goblins in the elf cubs' dormitory.
Could it be that they are returning to the sacred tree?
Shu Li felt a little disappointed and flapped his wings to fly out of the courtyard. After flying for a while, he finally encountered the first elf.
"Good morning, Garrot!"
"Good morning, little Sperian."
When the silver-haired and golden-eyed Garrot saw the little elf flying towards him enthusiastically, he reached out to catch him and patted his little head.
After paying a small price, Shu Li immediately flew out of his palm. "Um... where are the other little fairies?"
Garrot laughed and said, "Dagmon sent him to work in the wheat fields."
Shu Li was surprised: "So early?"
It's only seven or eight o'clock now, is the little goblin going to start working? I was clearly waiting at the top of the mother tree branch yesterday, idly waiting for him to appear!
Garrot said, "Well, since we agreed to harvest the wheat, we can't be lazy! We have to work hard to make up for the work we missed yesterday."
I see!
Shu Li couldn't help but mourn for the other little goblins.
Dagmon is famous for his strictness. If you fail to complete the task, he will spank you!
"Where is Israel?" Shu Li asked.
The little goblin went to work, so the elf cubs shouldn’t have to work, right?
Garrot smiled: "Israel went to Lake Saint Zean."
"Saint Ze'an Lake?" Shu Li was stunned for a moment, then revealed a look of surprise. "Is he about to awaken his magical attributes?"
On the island of Gust in Lake Saint-Loan, there is an ancient Milady Palace, which was once the residence of the gods in the human world.
After the gods returned to heaven, Milady Palace became a temple where elves and fairies prayed.
Every elf and goblin awakens their magical attributes there.
Israel is only a few months old, but he already has to pray to the gods to awaken his power.
Garrot nodded in the affirmative.
Shu Li scratched the back of his head. "Isn't it a little too early?"
Fairy cubs go to the temple to awaken their magical attributes at the age of five, and elf cubs are no exception.
Garrott touched his forehead with his finger. "You were only a few months old when you awakened your powers."
"Uh, yes!" Shu Li blinked.
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