I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 497 Assist, it's your turn to choose (5k)

Wen Yan had a general impression of the necromancer's summoning of the undead.

He had imagined that a necromancer would find a corpse and cast a spell to resurrect the dead, which would make a skeleton soldier jump out of the corpse.

But the reality is very different.

Wen Yan had always thought that under normal circumstances, the zombies in Shenzhou were not as intelligent as wild beasts. Only after being nurtured in a suitable place for more than a hundred years would it be possible for them to undergo a slight qualitative change.

If one wants to recover some of his memories and consciousness, it will take even longer. To regain the same consciousness as an ordinary person, one needs to be at least four to five hundred years old.

This is the process that big zombies have to go through under normal circumstances.

Then why is it that the undead summoned by the necromancer from the corpse can understand instructions as soon as they come out and can be commanded by the necromancer?
Now he understood why.

This is because someone, at some unknown time, found a way to exploit a loophole and created a fake transition.

I also understood why there are so few necromancers. The knowledge they possess should have been passed down, so why wouldn't others know it?

Whether it is casting spells or controlling the undead, the prerequisite is to deal with the undead in the Sea of ​​​​Undead first.

Even if you just summon them casually and successfully, what you can summon are only the lowest-level creatures that are completely impossible to command.

According to the Skeleton Mage's attitude of telling everything he knows and wishing his soul fire would be taken away on the spot, he would naturally say whatever he knew. He would start talking about whatever he felt Wen Yan was interested in.

The relationship between the necromancer and some undead in the Sea of ​​​​Dead is like core property, which is basically passed down from father to son, and from master to apprentice.

The more intelligent the undead are, the more cautious they will be when facing a necromancer.

If he were killed by some special method, he would be dead for sure.

Born found that Wen Yan seemed to understand nothing about these things. After a moment of thought, he realized that it was right for the big man in front of him not to understand.

The king is a natural high-level undead, possessing a complete body and complete intelligence. At the beginning, he couldn't even sense that there was an undead here.

It doesn't look like the undead at all. It sounds simple, but even for high-level undead, this is a standard top-notch ability.

Therefore, these high-level undead kings don’t need to look down at all. They don’t need to go through the same suffering as the undead in the sea of ​​​​undead.

Maybe it’s because I don’t understand them that I find them interesting? Is it because they arouse my curiosity?
Bourne didn't understand, and he felt that it would be better for him not to understand. Now he just needed to seize this opportunity.

He was the closest, that was luck.

The town ship that was sinking before was propped up by countless skeletons underneath. No one needed to take the initiative to order it. The vehicle of the high-level undead king could not sink into the sea of ​​​​the dead, right?
Bourne was talking excitedly when, in the distance, the big bone-winged bird on the back of a giant skeletal beast lying on the ground lowered its head and cackled twice.

"Master Bourne, you have a letter! Master Bourne, you have a letter!"

What Bourne was saying suddenly stopped. He was a little panicked and was about to fall down. He wanted to explain himself, but the thought was extinguished as soon as it came to his mind.

"Let's go read the letter first."

Wen Yan muttered something casually, and Bourne secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained.

“Respected high-ranking undead, the bird of mourning was ignited by the little bit of soul fire that I separated. It has no wisdom and can only help me with some simple tasks.

For example, it can do simple things like receiving messages, or it can help me block certain curses."

Wen Yan gestured to Bowen to read the letter quickly.

Bourne didn't dare let the mourning bird fly up, he took the initiative to walk down the slope.

The mourning bird was picked up, but it still kept its head down and howled at the top of its lungs.

"Archmage Borne has received a ritual message from the necromancer Robert.

The content is to ask whether any undead have discovered the big ship and whether they have discovered the target.

The undead who captures the target first is eligible to reply to the message.

He will prepare a summoning ceremony of the highest standard to summon the successful undead along with the target.

The undead who failed to capture the target are not eligible to reply.

All the undead who attempt to contact us during this period will be completely cut off from the possibility of being summoned."

When Bourne listened to the words of the mourning bird, he no longer felt anything and even felt relieved.

This letter is not specifically for him, but for all the dead souls who can receive it.

The Necromancer is still as arrogant as before, and Bourne might have felt that he should not offend the Necromancer in the past.

Now he felt that this crazy and evil necromancer would never even have a chance to become an undead.

Just as Bourne was about to ignore the message and continue talking about what Wen Yan was interested in, Wen Yan waved to him.

Wen Yan also heard the howling of the mourning bird, and the little idea in his mind began to be perfected.

Ever since falling here, it has always been Huang Mo and his lackeys who have been attacking. Wen Yan's previous plan was to go back first, then find them and kill them.

Originally, Wen Yan wanted to openly build a plank road while secretly attacking Chencang. After returning, he would unite everyone and take up the banner of killing the necromancer. No matter what the people outside thought, when they saw this absolutely correct banner, they could only cooperate with their noses.

Before this was done, the Necromancer gave me another big handle.

He had never thought of blaming the necromancer for what happened in the South Sea Alliance before.

There are things that his imagination has never thought of, but people really dare to do them!

The King of Ideas has paved the way for him.

Now he wanted to copy the idea of ​​the Necromancer from Idea King. While he was thinking about it, Idea King came to assist him again.

Everything can be done once or twice, but not three or four times.

If he doesn't copy it now, it would be really hard to explain.

Wen Yan's thoughts turned, and after thinking about it, he waved to Bourne.

“Now there are two choices, let you choose.

The first option is to write back to the necromancer now and tell him that you have caught him.

The other option is that you can leave now."

Bourne may lie, but the soul fire of the undead will not lie, it is what it is.

This is why Wen Yan thought he could give it a try with Bourne’s help.

Although this skeleton wizard is intelligent, his way of thinking is completely different from that of humans.

Born also understood Wen Yan's words and said very directly that he could leave, which meant that he could leave and he was safe.

Choosing the first option would at least completely offend the Necromancer, and it might also be dangerous.

Of course, Born chose the first one and did not consider the option of leaving safely at all.

So he made a prompt decision and started writing back in front of Wen Yan.

He took a long and thin bone from the mourning bird, picked up a shoulder blade, used the thin bone as a pen, and wrote some words on the shoulder blade.

The ink used is the power of his soul fire.

This is both information and identity proof, and it is also the core trigger for the other party to make a call.

After writing, when the words slowly seeped into the bones and no longer manifested power, Bourne prepared to throw it into the Sea of ​​the Dead and let the bone sink beneath the Sea of ​​the Dead.

"Wait a minute, let's talk about it when it's daybreak here." Wen Yan pointed to the big ship in the small town under his feet.

"The great high-level undead king..."

"My last name is Wen. Since you have accepted the employment, you can call me boss."

"As you command, great high-level undead boss."

“Just boss, no prefix.”

"As ordered."

Born understood immediately, this is to hide the identity, right? As expected, he is a high-level undead who can be active in the high-level world.

Moreover, why does this last name sound so familiar?

I seem to have heard someone say this a few days ago.

As he thought about it, Bourne's soul fire trembled slightly.

Wow, this boss is really extraordinary. His disguised identities are all members of the Winchester family!
Wen Yan didn't care what Bourne was thinking. Bourne agreed to the task and was willing to take the risk to provide key assistance, so Wen Yan would also give something in return.

He stretched out his hand and touched Bourne's skull. The yang energy in his body flowed along the sixth door and turned into a dark blue color, completing the blessing.

In an instant, the soul fire in Bourne's eyes began to burn with tongues of flame.

He felt like he had been promoted in an instant!
Even though he can feel that this power seems to be only temporary, how much benefit he can get depends on himself.

After making arrangements with Bourne, Wen Yan turned around and went back to the town to rest, gathering his strength and waiting until Lucy woke up.

The Sea of ​​the Dead has become very peaceful.

Born was just outside the town's big ship, waiting for his chance.

After at least ten hours, the dim town began to gradually brighten, and street lights in some places began to go out, which indicated that Lucy was about to wake up.

Wen Yan was invited in by the red-eyed Bugs Bunny. She watched the sleepy Lucy get up, go to the bathroom on her own initiative, and stand on a small stool to brush her teeth and wash up.

After waiting for a while, Lucy appeared in front of Wen Yan with her head held high, looking energetic.

"Sir, I'm awake! We can continue!"

"Okay, wait a moment."

Wen Yan came to the bow, and Bourne was still waiting here. Time here was meaningless to the undead. "You have thought it through. This is a road of no return."

"Boss, this doesn't require any thinking. All you need to think about is magic." Bourne said very seriously without any hesitation.

"Even if I'm not the high-level Undead King you mentioned, you won't regret it?"

"Yes, my boss."

"Okay, your soul fire."

Born immediately took off his head and held up his soul fire.

Wen Yan touched the soul fire, and a strand of it flew out, sank into the sixth door, and landed at the feet of the skeleton dog.

This time, Bourne felt a stronger pressure. He was ready to die. This was an honor for the undead.

The shoulder blade was thrown into the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, and as it sank and disappeared, the message was also sent out.

On the other side, King Idea performed a small ceremony and received the message.

"Good news, my plan was successful.

Unexpectedly, they could last so long, at least more than ten hours.

Fortunately, in the Sea of ​​the Dead, it’s just a matter of how long we can hold on.

A skeleton wizard named Born has captured the descent body and has sent a message now."

Idea King shared the good news with everyone in the gathering immediately.

He never thought that there might be some undead spirits deceiving him.

He won't lose much if you cheat him once, but being blacklisted is the biggest loss for the undead.

The new ritual was prepared quickly. All the necessary materials were available here, and there were more than one.

Lucy, who was possessed by the Yellow Devil, also came to the ceremony. He wanted to take over Lucy's consciousness, soul, power, and everything as soon as possible.

After the ceremony began, on the other side, Bourne felt that he was chosen to be summoned, and he told Wen Yan the news immediately.

Wen Yan sat on the lawn in front of Lucy's house, face to face with Lucy, with the chessboard between them.

Wen Yan picked up the dice and looked at Lucy.

"When we play this game, shouldn't we maintain the utmost respect?"

"Yeah." Lucy responded as a matter of course, looking at Wen Yan with some confusion.

Wen Yan's eyes gradually became solemn and serious.

"So, shouldn't both parties playing the game be equal?"

"Yes, sir, what do you want to say? I don't quite understand."

"If my body is sitting here and playing games with you, then you should also sit here with your body and play with me, right?"

"Huh?" Lucy was a little confused.

"This is just your dream. Your consciousness is here, but your body is not here. I want your body to be here too, so that you can play with me completely. Is that okay?"

"No...no problem." Lucy was confused and felt like she was woken up from a dream, but she thought Wen Yan was right.

Wen Yan smiled.

“No matter what happens, you can trust me.”

"Okay, sir."

At this time, the big mouth of the mourning bird began to howl.

"It's started, it's started, the summoning ceremony is connected!"

Wen Yan stared at Lucy.

“I don’t think I’ve made a wish yet.

So, I make a wish now, and your consciousness and body must be here.

It’s respect for the opponent and respect for the game.”

As the wish was made, the dice fell on the board.

The dice spun rapidly and turned into a "6".

In an instant, the chess piece representing Wen Yan moved forward to six squares. In the moment when the electronic screen was flashing continuously, Wen Yan added a violent sun.

After the electronic screen flashed continuously for a few seconds, a line of words began to appear.

"The competitor who was dragged into the quagmire, picked up the chessboard during the game... The future is already blurred... Now, start making your choice!"

A blazing light suddenly burst out on the chessboard, and a beam of light shot up into the sky.

Just as Bourne established a connection with the necromancer's summoning ritual, the beam of light rushed out along this closest connection.

The yellow demon who was standing right next to the summoning ceremony was instantly enveloped by a beam of light.

All the people around were forced to retreat.

Huang Mo didn't care much at first. No matter what kind of summon it was, as long as he didn't want to, no one could force him to be summoned.

But the next moment, his body moved.

Huang Mo's face changed drastically.

He didn't move at all! It was his body that moved at this moment!
In the Sea of ​​Undead, Wen Yan looked at the beam of light coldly.

The effects of the previous moves were, in the final analysis, achieved by the Yellow Devil with the help of a slight connection between him and Lucy.

Wen Yan has been passively enduring and exhausted from coping.

Now it was his turn to fight back. He had originally been planning to copy the idea of ​​the King of Necromancer and perform a reverse summon to pull the Yellow Devil down.

Reverse summoning was something Gauss had told him many times.

But after thinking about it, Wen Yan compared it with Gauss and felt that this method would not work on Huang Mo.

Finally, he thought of a way to maximize Lucy's power, bypass the Yellow Devil's ideas, and yet drag the Yellow Devil in by force.

Just ignore the Yellow Devil and just target Lucy.

The blazing beam of light broke through the world. Wen Yan waited quietly. When the CD of the Violent Sun was ready, he immediately cast another Violent Sun on Lucy.

The blazing light blooms in the sea of ​​dead souls.

Lucy's strength was guided by Wen Yan and was exerted to the maximum extent, and it was only directed at her own body. This level of determination was definitely one of the few things that a child like Lucy could be so determined about.

With the addition of Wen Yan's power, a qualitative change occurred.

On the other side, Huang Mo was enveloped by a column of light that rushed out of the ceremony, and the column of light was dragging his body towards the inside of the ceremony.

Now, the choice is his.

Or, follow this power and go straight down.

However, his "Purgatory Swimming" characteristic was taken away, and there was a sea of ​​undead below.

He didn't know what had happened to make the undead in the Sea of ​​​​Undead cooperate in doing such a thing.

For the undead in the Sea of ​​Dead, not being able to be summoned is a punishment more severe than death.

There must be a huge change in the Sea of ​​​​Dead!

The situation is different after losing a characteristic that seemed insignificant before but is now very fatal.

Huang Mo didn't dare to take the risk.

He didn't know what happened in the Sea of ​​the Dead, but he had no information at all, and was tricked into this state by a skeleton wizard who was quite intelligent.

If the other party dares to do this, then he must be sure.

As long as he dared to go, he would have to confront the Sea of ​​the Dead head-on without the ability to "swim in Purgatory".

No one can outlast the undead in the sea of ​​undead.

Not even the devil! Not even the gods!

He had finally come to this day, how could he allow himself to be dragged into the sea of ​​the dead and struggle endlessly?

The other members of the rally nearby were all dumbfounded. They had no idea why this was happening, but they could all see that the Yellow Devil was being forcibly dragged.

The Necromancer, Idea King, was covered in cold sweats. He was urgently contacting his old undead to ask what had happened in the Sea of ​​Undead.

After dragging it on for a few minutes, King Dianzi looked shocked.

"A king emerged from the Sea of ​​the Dead?!"

After hearing this, Huang Mo, who had been struggling, decisively gave up his first choice.

He gave up the descended body with reluctance, he had no choice.

The moment he gave up, the bright yellow color in the eyes of the descended body disappeared instantly.

The tiny body was instantly carried away by the beam of light and fell into the sea of ​​undead.

(End of this chapter)