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992 Necromancer

 As a noble race, Tyrande probably did not learn from his master's shamelessness.

But he knew what to do next.

He didn't say a word, but retreated behind the undead wizard in a disguised way of acknowledgment.

As a subordinate, he went to confirm Mai Fan's words.

He is now the necromancer's person...if he wants to bully him...

Then you must first pass the test of this adult.

Don't know why...

Being stopped like this by the night elves, the undead wizard's melancholy back straightened out.

As we all know, the undead clan is a very powerful clan.

But the emergence of this group is often accompanied by death, corruption, stench, and all gloomy creatures.

No normal noble ethnic group has contact with them.

Even people from other higher-level ethnic groups do not dare to have friendship with them.

In addition to his own servants and some lower races who have joined the undead tribe...

They have few friends or vassals.

They can be said to be a relatively lonely race among the dark tribes.

But now, a night elf has recognized his status...

It's not because of fear or force...

The undead wizard looked at the people of those races around him with surprise and disbelief in his eyes...

His heart suddenly felt at ease.

This makes the necromancer feel comfortable...then he will naturally have to solve the trouble for him.

Among us, who has ever bullied his three-eyed crow when he went out?

Everyone knew that he was the messenger of the necromancer, and no one dared to attack him.

In the same way, his night elves, servants whose souls belong to them, would anyone dare to yell at him now?

The 'Melancholy' eyes flashed as he looked at the majestic tauren.

"I heard that you owe my entourage a lot of money?"

"I heard that you dare to threaten my followers to do things for you?"

"I heard that you harmed many businessmen who came from afar?"

The three heard about it, which immediately made the tauren sweat drop.

Damn it, how could there be a clan of undead here?

And it’s also famous for its melancholy!

Didn't he say that he had a fight with the night elves just yesterday, saying he wanted to cause trouble for him?

It was because of hearing this news that the tauren dared to find the head of the night elf without restraint.

I plan to squeeze out the remaining value before the other party dies.

Who would have thought that in just one day...

This night elf actually joined the banner of the Necromancer?

How is this possible! Arrogant and gloomy? This is also possible?

The tauren's face was distorted.

"Your Excellency, I am a Tauren warrior from the Minotaur Fendit tribe!"

"He is a member of the City Defense Law Enforcement Team..."

"Our patriarch and the undead..."

Before the tauren could finish his words, he was beaten far away with a roar.

"I don't care what your identity is, if you want to blackmail my followers, then you are committing a heinous crime!"

"Even if your clan leader comes, it won't work. He is just a small law enforcement team member... but he has such courage."

"I heard that you just captured a group of devils a few days ago? Hum!"

The necromancer did not say that these demons were actually somewhat related to their tribe.

The various smelting ores collected by the devils are the favorite products of all the major blacksmiths.

But few people know that necromancers also like to use some rare and mysterious precious metals when creating large-scale necromancy spells.

Those precious metal powders and hallucinogenic potions...

All of them require a lot of metal ores to be refined.

The Devilmen group is the supplier of these rare metal powders to the wizarding group.

No wonder last night, he looked at other wizards in the mirror and complained that the demon man did not deliver the goods within the originally scheduled time.

Several store owners were getting a little impatient waiting.

It turns out that these demons were captured by the tauren.

He said he was released after three days... Haha... Then he had a great reason to attack.

The necromancer did not strike again after the first blow.

This is disgraceful.

Moreover, beating the tauren to death now is too simple and crude.

To solve this night elf's trouble, we have to solve it at the root.

Thinking of this, the undead wizard hooked his fingers at the night elf behind him, gesturing for him to follow...

With everyone's horrified eyes... walking towards the second floor of the hotel.

But he would not enter Mai Fan's room using such a mundane method as going up the stairs.

The wizard jumped directly into the sky, floating erratically on Mai Fan's balcony... He didn't want to be a person in the earthly world at all.

This made Mai Fan take a step back subconsciously... and then think about screaming or something... Only then could he calm down.

"Are you here? Please come inside?"

The necromancer nodded very reservedly and sat on the main seat of the room.

Mai Fan didn't care, pulled out a chair from the side and sat opposite the undead wizard.

"Become an ally, I don't want to duel with you!"

He said it quite honestly: "Due to some special reasons, my strength is not at its peak."

The undead wizard looked Mai Fan up and down in surprise: "Your condition is better than yesterday."

"Okay a little too soon."

"I believe you are no longer at your peak now. It's more like your strength has been banned."

"I don't know how to ban it. After all, this is not my area of ​​expertise."

"But as you said, you have the strength to fight me, but definitely not now."

"Actually, I could have killed you and your elves yesterday..."

"But what I want is a perfect soul, and I don't care about you and that necromancer."

"What's more, I also want to know how you cracked my spell."

"Forget about the stabilizing potion, the owner of the mysterious shop definitely doesn't have an antidote."

"The key person is still you, a weird boy."

"You were the one who cracked it, right? Tell me what you used to crack it."

Mai Fan pondered for a moment and asked the other party to make a promise first.

"I said it's no problem, but there is a premise. You have to keep it a secret from me, and you have to use the honor of the clan or your future advancement prospects as collateral."

"I swear not to tell anyone the reason. Only in this way can I tell you honestly."

Is it that serious?

But no, Mai Fan thought in his heart. He told the owner of the mysterious shop that there was only one piece of Xuling and he gave it all to him.

If another piece of the Necromancer suddenly pops up here, wouldn't his lie be exposed!

The Necromancer understands Mai Fan's request.

After all, it can destroy the original witchcraft of a great wizard. Shouldn't this method be kept secret?


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