The fleeting hesitation was not noticed by Avril's father. Tianlai Novel.|2
If he noticed it, he must have some doubts and think of more questions.
After all, Avril is the granddaughter of the old elf. His granddaughter moved to the Mage Tower. Not only was Grandpa not happy, but he looked at her with hesitation. This is abnormal in itself.
One afternoon, Avril was asleep, and Wu Ming was waiting by her side.
Through the window, I saw Avril's father leading the team out of the Sky City.
Wu Ming stood in mid-air, and everything in the material world had nothing to do with him.
At this time, what he was more concerned about was when Avril would wake up and make the second summons.
Avril spent the whole day and night in a deep sleep.
Here is an eight-story mage tower that belongs to Avril's grandfather, the eighth-level mage Mobik.
The defense system in the mage tower had no effect on the nihilistic Wu Ming.
In addition to taking care of Avril, he also wandered around the eight-story tower and watched Mobik do magic experiments.
Magicians' experiments are often very magical, and there are all kinds of wonderful phenomena.
However, Mobik's magic experiment was different. The location of his experiment was in the basement, and the subjects of his experiment were also unexpected.
One by one, male and female elves of different ages were soaked in the culture tank with potion.
Here, Mobik lost his amiable smile and was hidden under a black cloak. Occasionally, ferocious laughter could be heard.
"What a young body, what a strong vitality, what a perfect experimental subject!"
On the altar carved with magic lines, Mobik and a young elf were lying on a stone platform together.
Visible to the naked eye, as the magic runes flash, the young elf on the left slowly ages.
On the contrary, Mobik's fire of life has become more vigorous, and the wrinkles on his face have decreased a lot.
"What is this, the Life Transformation Altar?"
Wu Ming, who had turned into nothingness, watched with great interest.
Before, he discovered that Mobik's fire of life was on the verge of extinguishing, relying solely on a blue flame to keep him alive.
At first, he thought that the old mage had a treasure that could increase his lifespan.
Unexpectedly, there is no treasure, but there is such an evil altar, which can extract the life force of others and make up for it in one's own body.
"call!"
With a soft sound, the young elf's body was turned into ashes under the black flames.
Little did Mobik know that there was a bystander beside him.
He laughed excitedly, moved his hands, and said cheerfully: "One elf can add one year to my life, and one hundred can add one hundred years to my life. The underground abyss is indeed a wonderful world. Even such a good person can add one year to my life span."
Everything is there.”
"Underground abyss!" Upon hearing this name, Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly.
He floated in mid-air and came to the center of the altar, where a magic book was placed.
"Undead Magic·Life Intake"
This is a book of undead magic. The opening chapter points to life intake.
Wu Ming glanced at the magic book from the perspective of a bystander.
It turns out that in the final stage of this magic book, a ninth-level mage is transformed into the body of an immortal lich.
You know, in the magic continent, the ninth-level supreme mage is the demigod in the magic level.
A demigod-level mage possesses an elemental body and can greatly extend his lifespan.
However, this extension is not infinite. Judging from the human condition, it is at most one or two thousand years.
But in the demigod stage, by transforming oneself into the body of a lich, the life span gained is very huge.
The lich is said to be immortal, although it is not truly immortal, and it also has extra lives.
A demigod-level lich has a lifespan ten times that of a normal mage. Before the power of the soul is completely exhausted, there is no problem with lifespan.
It seems that the Mobik in front of him is a respected elf mage on the surface, but secretly he has become a member of the necromancer.
Moreover, looking at the surrounding culture tanks, you can tell that this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing.
I just don’t know how far Mobik is from transforming into a lich, and whether he has any other accomplices here.
"Necromancers are usually inhumane. Avril will not be in danger here, right?" Wu Ming thought with worry after knowing Mobik's identity.
However, after thinking for a while, he no longer cared about this issue.
As the saying goes, even if Mobik is a necromancer, he is also a necromancer with a family.
Wu Ming has traveled through so many worlds and has seen many people who are vicious outside but are filial sons and good husbands at home.
For example, there was a man named Bai Baoshan in the Celestial Dynasty. He committed countless murders and robberies, and killed more than a dozen innocent people.
But when they arrested him, he clearly had a gun in his hand and still did not resist.
In his own words, he couldn't bear to kill someone in front of his mother when he was at home.
Afterwards, the four policemen who arrested Bai Baoshan realized the seriousness of the problem only after they found an August 1 gun, two May 4 guns, and twelve wooden-handled grenades from Bai Baoshan's room.
Although Wu Ming didn't get along with Mobik for a long time, he could see his love for Avril Lavigne in each other's eyes.
I specialize in undead magic because I am afraid of death, but also because I don’t want to die.
But it's probably impossible to say that Mobik has completely dehumanized him.
Generally speaking, the reason why necromancers are misunderstood by others is because they need to deal with the dead.
As time goes by, some mages inevitably have some quirks. In addition, they live a long life and their immediate family members are all dead.
Over time, my view of life becomes indifferent, but it would take less than a few thousand years to reach this point.
As for Mobik himself, it seems that he has only been exposed to undead magic for a few decades.
In his mind at this moment, he still thinks that he is an elf, even if he is in some need, he has countless lives in his hands.
But he was still hiding himself, enjoying his family and affection, otherwise he wouldn't care about Avril and brought Avril to his mage tower.
"I'm old, I'm so old, I'm so young!"
It absorbed a person's life force and only lasted one year.
Feeling his old body, Mobik shook his head, his eyes a little more sad.
Staggering, walking in the circular passage in the mage tower, Mobik came to Avril's room.
In the room, Avril was still sleeping soundly, and her pale little face was a little more rosy.
After standing aside and watching for a while, the smile on Mobik's face became even stronger, and the coldness from before was completely gone.
Lowering his head and picking up Avril's little hand, Mobik stroked his granddaughter's forehead and whispered: "Little Avril, wake up quickly. Grandpa was still worried about you before, whether you would be bullied in the future. It's different now.
Yes, your future achievements will definitely be higher than those of grandpa, and grandpa is proud of you!"