However, Luo Zheyu just stood there, without moving. With a flick of his fingers, a few wisps of silver-white flames flew out from his hands and landed on the densely packed skeletons around him.
"boom!"
As soon as the flames landed on the bones, they suddenly jumped up and grew larger, instantly turning into a sea of fire, filling the entire guest room with flames.
"Hetty" was startled and reflexively dodged the flames that were burning wildly and spreading towards her. Then she found that these flames had no temperature at all, as if they were just an illusion.
In an instant, dozens of white skeletons and hand bones sticking out from the ground were burned cleanly by the silver-white flames. Not even a trace of ash was left, as if they had been swallowed up and absorbed. The floor of the guest room and the surrounding furnishings, except for the potholes caused by the emergence of the skeletons, remained intact and unaffected by the flames.
"Hetty" did not give up. He frowned, holding the magic wand, and uttered a series of ancient syllables from his mouth. They sounded more obscure and difficult to pronounce than the previous magic spells, and the fluctuations in the air were stronger. Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
In the dark room, in the invisible darkness, a shadow seemed to flash by.
There are more and more things hiding in the darkness.
They are evil, greedy, in the abyss, and full of malice...
Inaudible whispers gradually emerged from all directions.
Like the noises of people walking outside the door late at night, the sound of people whispering in the distance when no one is around, and the sound of small round objects rolling down to the floor in the attic...
The sound is not clear and when you don't pay attention, it keeps surrounding your ears. But when you prick up your ears and listen carefully, the sound suddenly disappears, constantly teasing your tense nerves.
As the chaotic sounds are distinguished one by one by the ears and automatically classified in the brain, scenes appear before the eyes in a trance.
I woke up in the middle of the night, the bedroom door was open, the candlelight outside the door flickered, and a long shadow was reflected standing at the door...
Beads rolled down from the attic, which was used as a storage room. They first fell to the ground from a great height, then bounced back up until the sound became smaller and smaller, "click, click, click..."
Even at this late hour, there seemed to be someone else in the kitchen. The pots and pans were being moved around by the other person, making the unique sounds of kitchen utensils.
The whispering voices in the tightly closed large closet gradually became clearer...
Luo Zheyu watched and listened expressionlessly without any reaction.
Neither afraid nor in a hurry to destroy everything in front of you.
Except for the shadow hidden in the darkness of the guest room, everything else is an illusion.
This necromancer wizard seemed to want to compete with him in abilities such as illusion.
It has been a long time since I last used the sleight of hand. Recently, I have digested and absorbed a lot of soul power from the boat on the Styx, and my sleight of hand has also made some breakthroughs. I have the ability to confuse hearing and touch, which I never had before.
Why not just play with him?
Luo Zheyu moved his fingers slightly, feeling itchy and itchy.
In the past, sleight of hand was used to create small, single illusions in front of human eyes. Now that sleight of hand is more sophisticated, it is better to do a larger test.
On the other side, "Hetty", who didn't know that she had been chosen as a guinea pig, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the summoned souls creating an illusion to confuse Luo Zheyu.
And I can't help feeling a little proud.
Look, he is not without the ability to fight even against the evil spirit that can defeat the eighth-level monster.
It doesn't take much effort to temporarily hold back the evil spirit.
"Hetty" looked back at Luo Zheyu who was standing there motionless, hurriedly opened the door of the guest room and ran away.
He even forgot to take the main reason for his lurking, the "treasure map" that he had been longing for, for fear that Luo Zheyu would break free from the ghost's illusion at any time, and then he would not be able to escape.
The great God of Dark Elements once said that the consequence of not cherishing one's life is that one day, one will be summoned by other necromancers as a minion, and either turned into a skeleton or a ghost, working for others mindlessly.
As soon as she walked out of the room, "Hetty" took out a bottle of blue potion from her body and drank it in one gulp.
The fluctuations that were unique to the magician around him gradually subsided until he returned to the aura of an ordinary person.
As he walked, he took off his long wig, revealing his short silver-gray hair. He pulled his skirt, and the lower half of the long skirt fell off his body, revealing two... white thighs.
Fortunately, this was on the second floor of the hotel and no one around saw what he did.
"Hetty" shook out the inner layer of her skirt, unbuttoned a few secret buttons, and put it on inside out. The skirt instantly turned into a dark blue robe.
Then he unbuttoned his collar, reached into his bulging chest, and pulled out a pair of pumpkin-colored trousers. His chest flattened instantly, and in less than a second he put them on his legs, dressing himself neatly.
Finally, he took out a bottle of paste from his jacket pocket and smeared it on his face, rubbing it as he walked. When he put his hands down, "Hettie" had changed his appearance - a middle-aged man with a pointed chin and pale skin.
There must not be enough time, otherwise "Hetty" would not have casually created such an unaesthetic face.
For a necromancer who has reached the level of a mage, these skills are nothing. If he did not have some means of disguise, he would have been captured and tried by the missionaries of the church long ago.
He swaggered down from the second floor and passed in front of the innkeeper.
At this time, there was no one in the hall except the innkeeper who was holding a feather pen and carefully marking the account book.
"Hetty" glanced casually at the innkeeper and walked out the door quickly.
Um?
Wait, that's not right...
What did he just see!?
"Hetty" froze as she stepped out of the inn, then took a half step back, leaned back, and re-entered the inn in a backward posture, looking at the innkeeper sitting behind the counter.
I saw the innkeeper wearing a green cap and a short robe. His slightly plump body made the clothes bulge out, and his belly was bulging. He was sitting on a chair.
However, these are not the point.
The point is, this innkeeper is covered in hair!
The whole body is covered with orange fur, a pair of pointed ears stand up on the round head, the long beard trembles slightly, the round eyes with vertical pupils look at the bill seriously, and a feather pen is held in the furry paw...
This, this, this is actually a big orange cat!
It is taller than Hetty's body, at least two meters high.
Half an hour ago, "Hettie" had seen the innkeeper. He was a middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure. Apart from being a little bald, he looked normal.
A genuine human being!
"Hmm?" The innkeeper's whiskers trembled violently a few times, as if he was identifying the smell.
It suddenly raised its head, moved its eyes away from the account book, and its amber vertical pupils fell on "Hetty".
"Where did this savage come from? He looks so pitiful. Little guy, are you hungry?"
The innkeeper Meow spoke in a gentle voice, as if he was afraid that speaking too loudly would scare "Hetty".
It stood up from the chair behind the counter and picked up a piece of toast from the plate.
"Shhh~"
It looked at Hetty and whistled as if to tease him, while stretching out its hand and handing him the toast.
"Here you go, little one."
Hetty: ???
His eyes widened and his brain froze.
What is going on!
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