"Woof! Stop!"
“Don’t run!”
"Please make way, make way, we need to catch that little wild man."
"Jesse, come over from that side! You must catch him!"
"Hetty" held the magic wand tightly in her hand, panting as she ran through the streets and alleys, dodging and escaping in the city.
He walked through the crowded streets, where many cats and dogs stood up, wearing human clothes, jewelry, and speaking human language.
They have different fur colors, are all over two meters tall, and have vivid emotions and intelligence. It seems that they are humans, and "Hetti" is just a creature that has strayed into them.
In order to avoid being chased by a cat and a dog behind him, "Hetty" had to shuttle through this group of cats and dogs that looked like civilians.
It was like a half-grown child swimming like a fish in a crowd of adults, using his slender body to slip through the narrow gaps between the people.
In such a crowded environment, exposed skin would inevitably come into contact with those strange cats and dogs.
The real furry touch...
Necromancers deal with skeletons and undead all year round. The few times they come into contact with animals are also when they fight monsters. They have never come into contact with such soft, hairy creatures.
I didn’t expect that the first close contact would be in such a strange situation.
When the necromancer saw the innkeeper turned into a strange species, he felt a chill in his heart and turned and ran. Unexpectedly, the streets were full of cats and dogs, disguised as humans, doing things that humans would do.
The necromancer encountered a patrol team, which was a group of dogs. They had weapons in their claws and wore armor. When they saw the necromancer, they separated into several dogs, each of which took out a net from their bodies and pounced on the necromancer.
So such an absurd scene occurred.
The necromancer was completely confused and had almost given up thinking. He just wanted to run away and not be caught.
What is wrong with this world?
"Oh my god! Be careful!"
The noble lady White Cat, who was wearing a gorgeous long dress and a sparkling pearl necklace around her neck, screamed and quickly pulled up the hem of her skirt to avoid the necromancer who was passing by.
"Mrs. Persian, are you okay?" The golden retriever in a black tuxedo beside her quickly protected her and asked with concern.
Mrs. Persia shook her head, stretched out her snow-white claws to touch her hair, and looked at the necromancer's fleeing back with her clear blue vertical pupils. She said dissatisfiedly: "Whose little kid is this? Why is he running around everywhere?"
"He doesn't have any tags on him, so he must be a wild man..."
The golden retriever said, and before he finished speaking, two brown dogs wearing armor quickly ran past him.
"Woof! Capturing savages, please make way! Make way!"
They ran by quickly.
"Oh my God..." Mrs. Persia sighed at the messy scene.
"I originally wanted to raise a little man these days, but now... he doesn't seem to be well-behaved at all. Will he mess up my manor?"
"It's alright ma'am, the little wildlings are so energetic, you can pick a well-behaved and cute one."
The voice gradually faded away, and the magician's sensitive five senses made these words float into the ears of the necromancer.
He felt unwell instantly.
The city was still the same city, the Gaina City they had arrived at more than half an hour ago. The necromancer had secretly taken a look at the layout when he entered the city, and it was exactly the same as the layout of the streets he was fleeing in now.
But why is it like this...what about the people in Gaina City?
What's going on with this group of strange species? The Necromancer absolutely refuses to admit that they are the cats and dogs that exist in the original world.
It must be some demon!
Could it be that the city of Gaina has been occupied by the evil spirits of the abyss?
Thinking of this possibility, the necromancer clenched his magic wand, as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart.
"Hey! Little guy, let's see where you run this time."
Suddenly, a brown canine wearing armor and holding a large net came running towards them. As it spoke, its eyes flashed with a faint green light and revealed several sharp teeth, and it approached the necromancer.
"I'm going to catch you!"
Two big brown dogs also caught up with them.
There were streets on both sides, and enemies holding large nets in front and behind. The Necromancer simply stopped, put the magic wand in front of his chest, and quickly chanted a magic spell.
There were fluctuations of magical elements in the air, but the magic was not yet cast.
The Necromancer frowned. The magic should have taken effect by now, so why was it so quiet around him?
He changed the spell.
As the chanting continued, the fluctuations of magical elements in the surrounding air became stronger and stronger.
But nothing happened.
Skeletons, undead, darkness, curses summoned from the underworld... no matter what level of magic, long spells with powerful power or those that can be cast instantly with extremely small power, without exception, all were ineffective.
He was so panicked that he chanted the spell faster and faster.
puff--
A huge net suddenly covered him and bound the necromancer.
"Little guy, I got you! Hahaha woof!"
The big brown dog laughed triumphantly, picked up the large net wrapped around the necromancer, carried it on its shoulder and walked back.
The necromancer struggled a few times but failed to free himself from the net, so he stopped moving.
He did not give up on escaping. For a mage, no matter which department he belonged to, relying on physical strength was not a wise choice. That was something only warriors would do. Magic was the magician's most loyal companion, so the necromancer stayed in the big net and kept trying to release magic.
However, the magical elements around him fluctuated with the spell, but there was still no sign of a successful cast.
In the hotel room, Luo Zheyu moved a chair and sat opposite "Hetty", silently watching him curled up in the corner of the room, with his back to him, staring with his eyes, holding his magic wand and muttering to himself.
While conscientiously creating an upgraded version of the sleight of hand, a silver-white flame popped out from between his fingers, destroying and devouring the skeletons and other creatures summoned by the necromancer after he chanted the spell.
The magic cast by the necromancer was not ineffective, otherwise it would not cause fluctuations in the magical elements in the air. It was just that after the magic was cast, he could not see it.
Luo Zheyu's trick cannot block the fluctuations of magic elements for the time being.
However, it did not affect the effectiveness of the sleight of hand.
In order to give the Necromancer a more wonderful experience of this sleight of hand, Luo Zheyu worked hard to add many scenes and characters.
This was a bit troublesome for him as he was performing a large-scale sleight of hand for the first time. Therefore, in order to prevent the Necromancer from discovering the loophole too quickly, he had to add something exciting.
Once people become emotional, they will automatically ignore many details.
"I'm going to take this little wild man to a stray shelter, where he might be able to find his owner. But before that, in order to prevent more little wild men from being born, I'm going to take him to Mochaka first."
The patrolling soldier dog handed the Necromancer to another soldier dog, which easily picked up the Necromancer with its gray-white claws and said this to the patrolling soldiers.
"Okay, I'll leave this to you, Bai Mu."
"No problem," said the gray-and-white dog Shiraki, and he reached out his paw to rub the necromancer's head.
It has a pair of sharp brown eyes and its gray-white fur makes it look more like a wolf.
The necromancer was so angry that he started struggling, not caring whether Baimu was an evil spirit or not. He stretched out his arm and hit the other's head hard with the magic wand in his hand.
This action was not easy because the furry, wolf-like white wood was two meters and three meters tall.
The necromancer was able to impersonate the maid of the Nelson family because she had a small frame and was only 1.7 meters tall.
"Haha, little guy." Baimu grinned, his sharp brown eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp fangs were revealed. He didn't care about being hit on the head by the necromancer, and rubbed the other's head again.
Under the necromancer's angry gaze, he was carried through the streets and alleys until he came to a house.
Baimu stretched out his claws and knocked on the brown-red wooden door.
Soon, the wooden door opened and a tabby cat in a white robe poked its head out.
It stared at Bai Mu with its round eyes bulging and its vertical pupils.
"Tell me, what's the matter? I'm busy."
"What are you busy with?" Bai Mu asked curiously.
The necromancer swore that he saw a surprised expression on the face of the dog-like evil spirit!
"Dog, you don't understand. We cats need to bask in the sun and sleep to replenish our energy!"
The tabby cat Mochaka was very dissatisfied with Baimu's interruption.
"Well……"
Baimu scratched his head, gave up discussing this racial topic with Mochaka, and handed the necromancer in his hand to him.
"This is a wild man that the patrol team caught on the street. Although he will be sent to a stray shelter, in order to avoid more wild men appearing, it is best to deal with him first."
Mokaka's pupils moved vertically, and he looked the necromancer up and down carefully.
The necromancer felt a chill all over his body, his scalp tingled, and he felt a huge threat.
Deal with it? How will they deal with him? Will the evil spirits that have occupied Gaina City finally reveal their true colors?
"Three dried fish." The tabby cat Mochaka looked indifferent.
"What!? It's so expensive!"
Bai Mu exclaimed.
"If you can't afford it, don't bother me. I'm busy." As the last word fell, the mahogany door slammed shut in front of Baimu and the Necromancer.
The necromancer broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw this scene.
It seems that the evil spirits are not a monolithic entity.
But...what is dried fish? Is it the currency of evil spirits?
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Baimu's grayish-white claws slammed the door hard.
"Mochaka! This is a savage captured by the patrol team, and you're charging him dried fish! It's ok to charge him dried fish, but you're charging such a high price!"
After filming, Baimu took a break and put his ear to the door to listen carefully. There was no movement in the room.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"Mochaka! If you have the ability to collect dried fish, you have the ability to open the door! Woof!"
“Bang, bang, bang!”
"You! Mochaka! If you don't castrate this little savage, and it gives birth to more little people, I will catch them all and bring them to your house to eat all your dried fish! Woof!"
"Shut up, idiot dog!"
Mochaka's impatient voice came from inside the door.
When the necromancer in Baimu's hand heard the word "castration", he felt a chill between his legs and began to struggle violently.
"Let me go! Go away!"
"You damn evil spirits, let me go!"
The necromancer held the magic wand, which he usually treasured so much, in his hand, and hit it madly at Baimu's dog's head for fear of damaging it.
But Baimu did not let go at all, he just lifted the necromancer a little further away.
The necromancer's eyes turned red with rage. He grabbed Baimu by his furry paw and opened his mouth to bite him hard.
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