1. It can increase the tolerance to death energy by 30%, including but not limited to physical and mental strength.
2. The concentration of the undead death energy controlled is increased by 5%.
Introduction: The unique title granted to the creator of the Necromancer profession. You have faced the erosion of death energy again and again and successfully survived. Congratulations, you are still alive. Your death energy tolerance has increased by 30%, and you have survived again and again.
Once you control the death energy, you will become more sensitive and experienced. You can comb the death energy on the undead and make their skin tighter.
Geng Tao and Zhao Hua laughed again when they saw the title introduction, and then slowly stopped after a long time.
"We finally succeeded."
Zhao Hua also couldn't suppress a smile on his face, but he still shook his head.
"It's still early. Nowadays, the undead can be controlled if their mental power is penetrated. I can do it, and so can others. If I encounter someone else who can withstand the corrosion of death, I don't even need to fight. My undead are all controlled by them.
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So at least you have to develop a way to lock it so that only you can control your undead.
And how to create professional-level or even elite-level undead? How to refine the death energy? How to make it?
There are many problems.”
Geng Tao didn't care at all.
"At least now it's a leap from nothing to something. A career has been created. Are you still worried that it won't be perfected?"
When Zhao Hua heard this, he thought of something and hesitated slightly.
"Completely announce the mages so that everyone can change their profession... I think I can understand Mo Lan's plans and mood better now, and I understand it deeply."
Geng Tao was stunned, nodded, and after pondering for a long time, he slowly spoke out.
“Let’s leave the method of changing the profession of the Necromancer to the Mage Association.
You can redeem it with points, but it can only be used for personal research and job change."
"Are you sure?"
Zhao Hua raised his eyebrows and looked at him slightly surprised.
"Let's do it this way. I can also earn some points. Didn't Mo Lan say I can redeem them for the Mage Tower?
If the casting technology of the mage tower can be replaced, wouldn't it be nice for me to just build a hundred and eighty mage towers?"
"good."
At this time, Geng Tao saw the black coffin behind Zhao's incarnation, thought for a while and said.
"This black coffin should be made smaller and stronger. It is too big and heavy now, and it is inconvenient to move around.
The best thing is to wait until the person is taller, scale it down, and then use some steel to reinforce it. Well, put some steel corners on the corners.
When switching to the necromancer class, you can work as a warrior. If the death energy is used up and all the undead are dead, you can also pick up a small coffin and hit people.
Well, let's do it this way. It would be great if we could store the death energy in the body or other smaller media.
After all, the coffin is too big to carry, and it would be troublesome if someone stole it or broke it."
"Our mental resistance can be solved and improved through meditation, but physical resistance cannot be improved.
And if you don’t mention resistance, let alone storing death energy, even if you just encounter death energy, you will be corroded. If you don’t die, you have to become human, ghost, ghost, etc. It won’t work.”
After Zhao Hua finished speaking, he was a little confused.
"As for part-time warriors...why not part-time mages, who happen to be players who focus on spiritual power? Wouldn't it be nice to learn more life-saving spells and more status spells to add status to the undead during combat?"
"You, a mage, can't even carry a coffin, what do you want to do?"
"I can make the coffin float. I can also sit on the coffin and float. In fact, if you have special requirements, you can even lie down on the coffin and float."
The two people stared at each other and suddenly started arguing.
After a heated argument, the two snorted at each other.
"Hmph, I'll work part-time as a mage, we'll see."
"Hmph, just wait and see, I'll work part-time as a mage and a warrior to see who is better."
"Come on...wait, what did you say?"
Zhao Hua suddenly looked at Geng Tao, with a hint of suspicion in his tone.
"I work as both a mage and a warrior. Is there any problem?"
"But you just..."
"I'm not stupid, why do I only want one when I can have everything?
No way, no way, is there really anyone who would only choose one?"
Zhao Hua had no expression on his face, a fire ball condensed in his hand, he held it in his hand, raised it and shouted at Geng Tao's face!
"Destroy it, Assi!"
.........
After the players in many guilds in Red Maple City survived the disaster, in the royal capital far away on the other side of the mountain range, three dusty people entered the royal palace, a huge castle that stretched from the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
The three people went directly to the study room at the core of this huge castle to meet the most noble man in the entire kingdom.
After the three people made detailed reports, Marquis Morse nodded silently behind the desk.
"Only the second son of the Cullen family died, was the Sator family just captured?
That’s okay, spread the word about this, I want all the nobles to know that the second son of the Cullen family died at the hands of Count Jingshui, the Count of Projectors.”
"yes."
Marquis Morse asked again.
"What about the mage's job change method?"
"Your Majesty, this is how you change your job."
One person handed over a piece of paper. Marquis Morse took a look at it and then handed it to the attendant beside him.
The entourage left, and soon after he came back with an ecstatic young man behind him.
The young man knelt down as soon as he entered the study.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, I have successfully transferred my profession. Now I have three spell slots and I feel more powerful than ever."
"Three spell slots, second-level mage? Okay, go directly to the martial arts field!"
Marquis Morse immediately walked towards the martial arts arena. When he arrived at the martial arts arena, he once again handed a piece of paper to the mage who had just changed professions.
"There is a spell above, let him learn it."
"yes."
The mage confidently took the note and took a look at it. However, when he saw clearly what was written on it, he was completely confused. There were rows of strange numbers written on it and he couldn't understand anything.
A large amount of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he still couldn't understand it, and in the end he could only show a forced smile.
"Sir, I don't know what this is. Can I cast my own spell?
I can fireball."
Marquis Morse took the note and looked at it, but he didn't understand it either. He frowned slightly and nodded.
"Can."
"call."
The mage breathed a sigh of relief and began to memorize the very familiar fireball spell model. After a lot of effort, he successfully memorized it.
Facing the wooden figures, stones, and iron blocks that came together in the martial arts arena, the mage took a deep breath and cast a spell.
Fireball!
Unprecedented feelings filled his mind. A fireball quickly formed and landed on the stone. The force of the explosion splashed onto the wooden and iron blocks nearby.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and everyone's expression was as usual. It was not until the mage released the second and third fireball spells that they changed slightly.
Marquis Morse nodded, turned around and left, leaving only a few faint words.
"Recruit all Painters, all of them will be transferred to Mages, and study the ability to change the terrain at will and how to crack it!"
