If an injury occurs, shouldn't it be painful or painful?
Mai Fan heard this sound... it was more like the sound made by a pig that is ready to be slaughtered after eating and drinking enough.
How should I put it, it feels like great satisfaction deep in the soul.
I have to say that Mai Fan's hunch was indeed correct.
This is how the struck necromancer feels now.
After the other party's call, although he was extremely alert, he still fell into the trap.
He hadn't figured out how the other party attacked, but he felt the effect of the attack on him.
How can I describe this feeling?
It's not like the cruelty of the dark type with real swords and guns, corrosion, explosion, chaos, bleeding and so on.
What can I say about this kind of attack... it made him feel very comfortable, but after feeling so comfortable, he was probably going to be taken away in one wave.
I feel so comfortable that I am about to achieve the effect of out-of-body experience.
You must know that the biggest difference between the undead clan and other clans is that there is no burden of a fixed body.
So they are not afraid of physical attack skills.
Unless it was a wave that directly destroyed their bodies into flying ash, leaving their souls with nowhere to escape and suffered severe damage.
Otherwise, as long as they find a suitable place to store their souls, they will be able to run around and cause trouble.
To put it bluntly, there is no sensitivity to pain.
But Mai Fan's attack bypasses the body and hits the soul directly.
Even if it is an attack, it is not a direct soul impact, or a soul tearing, this head-on method.
It's the kind of thing that lures, seduce, anesthetizes you with a warm sense of comfort, and can kill the other person without warning.
If this necromancer's will had been weaker, his vigilance had been worse, and his state of mind had been lower.
This wave of Mai Fan can draw out the opponent's soul.
Even if you can't do it all, you can at least pull out half of it.
Wait until the other party finds out, and then comforts the soul back... then he himself will also be affected.
Some relatively large groups that rely on souls are even very likely to be seriously injured.
Something like unconsciousness or something.
However, Mai Fan's opponent was too strong. It discovered something was wrong in time and stopped this comfortable feeling.
After coming back to his senses, he became quite vigilant.
Now, the necromancer has given up his initial contemptuous attitude.
He didn't care that his spellcasting was interrupted.
Instead, he looked at Mai Fan with an almost cautious attitude.
"name……"
"Willick Van."
"People of light?"
"It used to be...but don't worry, now I'm just a black man."
"And I won't stay in the Dark City for a long time. This should be just a chance meeting and dispute between us."
"What's the relationship between that elf and you?"
"He is my butler... When I finish my work, I will take their whole family away."
"If nothing else happens, his wife should be the tutor of our new family."
Of course, Mai Fan now has no descendants.
But his entourage, his servants and friends will always get married and have children, and there will be descendants to pass on.
It is better to give Tyrande's wife an identity than to do it without a name.
is that so?
Even more difficult, what should I do with my collection? He has only come across one that satisfies him in so many years.
Just when the necromancer was thinking about whether he should try it out again, if it was just a fake trick... and just do it again... Mai Fan suddenly spoke.
"What is the lifespan of the undead clan?"
The other party was stunned: "It depends on the level... If you are asking me... then unfortunately, my lifespan is almost infinite."
As long as the immortality of the soul is ensured, it is equivalent to the continuation of life.
"So you, Tyrande, how long is the lifespan of your night elves? How many years does your wife have to live after she is transformed?"
Even now, Tyrande's ears are still buzzing...
Well, this sound has different lethality for different races, and the location of the damage is also different.
But he could still barely hear Mai Fan's question. Tyrande answered very simply: "I can live for 280 years. Of course, I am now eighty years old."
"As for my wife, due to the black transformation, her life span will be slightly shorter..."
"She probably only has about 150 years left to live, and then she will enter her period of weakness."
In fact, it may be shorter, after all, she is no longer a normal ethnic group.
With such a lifespan, Mai Fan turned directly to the necromancer.
"Look at your age, even if you don't mess with them, won't you die soon?"
"Maybe you only did one experiment, and when they came back to their senses, they had already embraced death."
"Can't you give the living people some pleasant moments and then collect them when they leave?"
Anyway, there is nothing new or old about the soul, and collections exist almost forever.
Later or earlier, there is no difference.
"But... there are too many surprises. How can you guarantee that she will still be that complete and unique soul when she dies?"
"One hundred years is indeed not a long time, but I cannot accept accidents!"
Mai Fan blinked and said to the Necromancer: "It seems you are the one who is in the wrong..."
"It's just that this matter is a bit big... Look, isn't there going to be trouble in the future?"
"Go and deal with those people, and then add any kind of protection or chains."
"In short, my people have to be taken away. One hundred years, no, one hundred and fifty years, is nothing to you."
"I can give you a verbal guarantee that I will protect their souls very safely."
"If your body is damaged, I will find you as soon as possible and let you take it away directly."
"If they die naturally, I have a way to deliver their souls to you."
"You saw it just now, right? I still have very unique insights into soul magic."
"I can still do this by preserving both souls."
This is true, the necromancer recognized these words.
Although the strength of the weird person opposite him is very average, his magic related to the soul is still very strong.
"But why two? I only need that woman's. You don't want to give me this elf's soul, do you?"
"Ah? Don't you want it?" Mai Fan was surprised: "I thought your collecting addiction was comprehensive."
"The love between the two of them is such a poem worth singing."
"And you have collected a pair of protagonists of a romantic story that can only be heard in the mouths of bards..."
