Who told him to rush up there?.

Chapter 44 Necromancer
Although with Eli's strength, his soul can easily cover the entire camp.

But Eli, who had received modern education, knew how to respect other people's privacy. He never used his soul to peer into other people's tents.

It was purely a coincidence that I accidentally ran into the necromancer changing clothes, whose face quickly turned red.

But to be honest, this girl has a really good figure. Her slender waist is comparable to Cecilia's, and the two tactical weights under her neck are comparable to Jessica's. She is truly a slender branch with great results.

Her long, smooth black hair fell to her waist, she had willow-shaped eyebrows and a cherry mouth, her watery black eyes emitting a charming glow, her delicate and small nose was flattened due to anger, and her bright and lovely face was matched with such a sexy figure, giving people an extreme sense of contrast.

"Don't yell yet. I'll just take a couple more glances and then leave."

Seeing the necromancer in front of him glaring at him with a red face but forgetting to cover her chest, she opened her red lips slightly, as if she was about to shout the word "pervert". Eli reacted quickly, "comforting" her with words while very slowly retreating out of the tent.

Since you've already seen it, just take a closer look. It's a waste of time to look at it. It's healthier to look at it.

Although he only needed to take one or two steps back to leave the tent, it took Eli more than ten seconds to disappear from the necromancer's sight.

Outside the dark tent, Jessica stood there expressionless. Cecilia saw Eli retreat and was about to ask about the situation when she heard a woman's scream from the tent.

"Ah~~~"

The shrill screams echoed throughout the military camp, and soldiers of various races nearby were soon alarmed. But when they arrived, they saw the commander-in-chief and his two female personal guards standing outside the tent where the screams came from. The soldiers knew better than to go over.

Some sharp-eyed people also saw the demon soldier standing there stupidly. The soldiers in several nearby tents knew that a young necromancer lived in the black tent. There were always various undead creatures guarding outside her tent to prevent people from approaching. Today, she actually replaced the guard with an undead creature transformed from a demon corpse. No wonder it attracted the commander-in-chief.

To say that Necromancers were originally a scourge on the continent, because of their research and "utilization" of corpses, all of them were regarded as heretics by their own race, the human race, the strongest race on the continent. Also, because the corpses they harmed were not limited to the human race, they were extremely unwelcome among the other races.

Before the invasion of the demons, necromancy was the only magic banned across the continent. Even dark magic, which could affect one's mind after practicing it and drive people with weak mental qualities into madness, did not have this honor.

If there had been no invasion of demons, the Necromancer would have been the villain of the entire continent, a true rat crossing the street, wanted by everyone to kill him. The change in opinion of the Necromancer and the lifting of the ban on this technique originated from a great war five hundred years ago.

In that battle, the coalition forces of a hundred races and the demons fought fiercely, and the losses on both sides were incalculable. But when the battle was nearing its end, seeing that the coalition forces of a hundred races were about to be defeated, the necromancers who had always been regarded as enemies by the hundred races emerged.

They summoned all the dead soldiers of the Hundred Races and the dead soldiers of the Demon Race (across three levels), and all of them turned into undead creatures and madly attacked the battle formation of the Demon Race. The originally precarious coalition of the Hundred Races suddenly had an unexpected huge help. They seized the opportunity and cooperated with the undead creatures to counterattack the demon army and wiped it out completely.

In that battle, they annihilated tens of millions of demon soldiers and severely curbed the crazy offensive of the demons. After the war, the coalition forces of hundreds of races did not find the necromancers who left quietly.

But in the following battles, the necromancers would appear on the battlefields littered with corpses, using their special magic to help the Hundred Races Alliance gain victory. With such cooperation, the Hundred Races Alliance had suppressed the Demons in a short period of time, and after countless battlefield cooperation, the Hundred Races Alliance gradually accepted the existence of the necromancers, and some of the more enthusiastic and unrestrained ones even made friends with them.

However, in a subsequent extremely powerful offensive launched by the demons, the coalition of hundreds of races with the help of undead creatures still suffered a defeat. Many necromancers were killed by the demons due to exhaustion of their magic power, and even five saints and demigods were lost.

After that battle, the leader of the coalition forces acknowledged the Necromancer's status as an ally, and the strongest Necromancer at the time, the Pope of the Church of the Dead, announced to the entire church that Necromancers and all other races belonged to the same world, while the demons were the enemy of the world, and all Necromancers should join the anti-demon cause.

Now another five hundred years have passed. The Church of the Undead has long since established its country. The Necromancers and their relatives and friends have established the Principality of the Undead. Although there are few people and few cities in the country, there are only millions of people and more than a dozen cities of different sizes. However, they have made great contributions to the anti-demon cause over the past five hundred years, and have made many sacrifices.

The necromancer, who was once notorious and despised by everyone, has now been integrated into the daily life and war deployment of hundreds of races. There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers of various races in Eli's military camp. Although the total number of magicians among them may be only four or five, it is normal to include one or two necromancers.

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After the screams coming from the black tent stopped, Eli did not go in again immediately, but pointed at Cecilia and asked her to go first.

Cecilia, who had already been annoyed by the screams, rushed into the black tent. When she saw the woman in the black tent clearly, the little bitch detector stood up on the spot.

This damn woman actually has a better figure than hers, and is not bad looking either, she is 98% as good as her. Seeing her nervously clutching the robe in front of her chest with both hands, she must have used her obscene body to seduce her master just now!

Fortunately, judging from her aura, her strength is much lower than mine. If I rush up to her and beat her up now, she should be unable to resist, right?

Thinking of this, Cecilia looked at the blushing Necromancer and felt eager to try. However, considering that she was in the army of her master, the Necromancer was her comrade-in-arms. Cecilia could only attack the enemy and could not bully her comrades-in-arms!
"Master, please come in, she is...she is already dressed."

Cecilia's voice came from the tent, and Eli immediately smiled warmly. He left Jessica to guard the door and went into the tent.

This black tent was originally used by the necromancer alone. After three people came in one after another, the tent seemed a bit crowded.

Eli clung tightly to Cecilia, and Cecilia clung tightly to the necromancer. The three of them looked at each other in the dim light of the tent.

In the end, it was Eli who spoke up to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Beautiful lady, I need you very much."

(End of this chapter)