cohabitation legend

266 apprenticeship

When Qin Tian came into contact with the God of Death's breath, he felt that he remembered many things, but he couldn't remember what it was.There was only a cloud of dark memories left in his mind. When he realized it, he saw that the ghost Gost was burned by the hellfire, and the eyes of the two necromancers without any emotion were tightly locked. stared at him.

"Death, or be my disciple." The necromancer said suddenly after looking at Qin Tian for a long time.

"I promise." Although Qin Tian had many doubts in his heart, he knew that in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, "an ugly monster who is not worthy of lifting shoes and dedicated his life to the god of death" probably took his own life, which is different from people who practice Taoism The indifference in the eyes of the necromancer is the contempt for all life. For him, there are only two paths of existence and death, and there is nothing else in the world.

"From now on, in the name of Douglas Master, you are my apprentice." After the Necromancer finished speaking, he threw out a scroll.A black halo came out of the scroll, carrying Qin Tian with him and leaving this place in an instant.

A small section of the next day's newspaper reported that it was affected by the tornado.A poor area in New York was severely damaged, and a large number of houses were damaged.The accompanying photo is exactly where Qin Tian collected the protection fee.It's just that Qin Tian at this moment probably won't be able to read newspapers for a long time.

Underneath New York City, it is a hotbed of dark creatures and a place where clergy often come to trial.The underground world is completely different from the above-ground world. It has different civilizations. There are no steel buildings, no Mercedes-Benz cars, and this huge and mysterious world is planned entirely based on non-scientific principles.

Necromancer Douglas is one of them, a low-key necromancer.In the underground world, almost everyone knows Douglas the Necromancer, but everyone doesn't know him. After all, every Necromancer is lonely and mysterious.Residents of the underground world will not be so stupid that they have nothing to do to provoke a necromancer known for his lore and cold blood.What's more, no one knows when he came here. It seems that Douglas, the necromancer, already existed here before everyone.

In the dark world, years represent wisdom and strength.No one remembers the long past, but the very past can terrify dark beings.

An ancient necromancer, no one dares to provoke him, so even though Douglas the necromancer has not shown his strength in the underground world of the jungle, many dark creatures still have to respect him, and some even rank his power in the entire The top three in the world are on a par with the noble and elegant vampires and the powerful werewolves, but the latter two are complete races.

Necromancer Douglas's laboratory is in the deepest part of the underground world.Today, this laboratory welcomed perhaps the first living person in thousands of years——Qin Tian, ​​as a disciple of Necromancer Douglas, entered the Necromancer Laboratory known as the House of Death by the outside world.

Open the gate, and you can see seven majestic pillars. On the top of the pillars, there are vivid statues of fallen angels. Each fallen angel has spread its huge wings behind it, and its face is distorted to reveal a hideous shape. It looks up at the eyes above its head. But it was full of melancholy, as if regretting betraying the glory of the Lord.

Seeing such a weird statue for the first time, Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, as if something flashed across his mind, but the fleeting inspiration was really hard to capture.When Qin Tian wanted to think further, there was a brief blank in his memory.And this moment of distraction, Qin Tian was already in the hall.

In the front of the hall, on a bone dragon chair with intersecting skeletons, sat Qin Tian's teacher, Necromancer Douglas.The gray-robed necromancer was rolling his dark eyes, as if he wanted to see everything about Qin Tian.He just stared at Qin Tian for a long time, maybe because he felt tired, he withdrew his flickering gaze, and turned into a dead silent gaze again.

Qin Tian also looked at his new mentor, Douglas, and felt the oppression in Douglas' eyes. Only then did he realize that this necromancer might not be as bad as the old Taoist said, at least his eyes were as sharp as the old Taoist's.He immediately told himself not to believe all the words of the old Taoist, the necromancers in the West may not be so bad.Although there were many doubts, Qin Tian still didn't speak.As for the necromancer, he understood that it would be better to wait for the other party to ask. Although he was already a disciple, according to various legends, the record of the necromancer treating his disciples was not very good.This disciple status does not bring any practical significance to Qin Tian.

Silence, accompanied by the quiet burning of hellfire.

"You are a strange person." After a long time, the Necromancer said suddenly.For necromancers, the best thing is to observe the other party's soul, but for this apprentice he took on a whim, Douglas can't observe the other party's soul at all, it seems that Qin Tian is already a soulless corpse.

"You don't have the slightest ability, but you can terrify the clone of Death God. This kind of power proves that you are suitable to be a necromancer." The necromancer continued.

"People have always believed that Necromancers believe in the power of death. In fact, the opposite is true. What Necromancers believe in is only the power of death itself. Perhaps the greatest goal of Necromancers is to surpass the God of Death and become the new master of the dead world .”

"In you, I see such hope." It seemed to be a concluding speech. After the necromancer finished speaking, he stared closely at Qin Tian.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I don't have any power on my body. I don't seem to be suitable for practicing any spells or other powers. I once practiced with a Taoist priest, but I couldn't master any true energy. For your so-called death Spiritual power, I believe it is impossible to master." Qin Tian sighed and decided to tell the truth.To ordinary people, Qin Tian is just a 20-year-old ordinary boy, with the frizz and impulsiveness of this age.But once dealing with the so-called supernatural characters, Qin Tian has a calmness and calmness different from ordinary people. Although the things that happened from the collection of protection fees to the present are very bizarre, Qin Tian does not feel surprised.The necromancer, whom the old Taoist had heard countless times, appeared in front of him, and Qin Tian didn't feel any fear.

This feeling seems to be that Qin Tian naturally regards himself as a supernatural existence in his heart.

"Your destiny is with eternity." Reluctant to say any more, the necromancer closed his eyes and waved his hands. The next moment, Qin Tian was already in a place like a library.

"Do you want me to learn by myself?" Looking at the books that were basically ashes in front of him, Qin Tian wondered if these books were already antiques, but facing the completely incomprehensible necromancer, Qin Tian had no intention of questioning .Although he has no way to learn any spells, since he has become a necromancer's disciple, Qin Tian naturally began to read the books in the "library". The exchange of ideas was carried out, so Qin Tian could easily understand these books without having to relearn the language.

Although the necromancer is not an excellent and competent teacher, his collection of books is astonishingly terrifying and excellent. Almost every book is the most classic and records the most secret things in the whole world, the ancient wars, the gods Mysteries, the Origin of Power, and various other amazing books, relatively speaking, the Death Note that caused the ghost Gost to die is the least valuable thing, although it records more powerful direct effects on Soul spells, but for Qin Tian, ​​who has no power, it really doesn't make any sense.

What Qin Tian watched today was the battle of the gods thousands of years ago. The so-called gods were actually two camps. In the end, none of the camps won.In his impression, the old Taoist also mentioned that war by chance, but when Qin Tian asked, the old Taoist who always knew everything about it was silent about it, and only said, "What you see may not be real." I don't want to say more.

The book in Qin Tian's hand is obviously the first-hand information at that time, and with the flow of magic, the scene at that time can be reproduced in front of Qin Tian's eyes.

Countless flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by the annihilation of countless strong men, the pair of cold bare feet, the masked beauty, and the last remaining lonely body of Lucifer, like a cycle of reincarnation.When the effect of the magic disappeared, Qin Tian realized that his back was soaked. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or excitement.

I just don't know how beautiful that masked woman is!Qin Tian thought to himself, as a normal man, Qin Tian still has a natural pursuit of good human affairs.Especially what kind of woman, with a graceful snow-white body under the black aura, and those bare feet that make people have infinite reverie, Qin Tian took her for granted as the number one beauty he had ever seen in his eyes.Although this beauty couldn't see her face, Qin Tian felt that she was a beauty.

Just as Qin Tian was thinking about it, a black light appeared behind Qin Tian. With the book in his hand, Qin Tian reappeared in front of the hall, and his teacher, the undead, was still sitting on the chair transformed into a bone dragon. Master Douglas.Although he has met Douglas many times, he still maintains this look every time. Qin Tian admires the perseverance of this mentor in his heart.

"The Millennium War? Did you see the demonized fallen angel?" Looking at the book in Qin Tian's hand, the necromancer asked, but a mysterious smile appeared on the face under the gray roe deer.

"Well, I seem to have a little impression." Because the mysterious woman attracted his attention, Qin Tian didn't care much about the demonized fallen angel who turned into a statue at the last moment.It's only now that he heard the necromancer mention it, Qin Tiancai remembered the dozens of black and white spots that flew towards all parts of the world like shooting stars after the last light faded.

"After the Millennium War that year, there were 49 statues scattered all over the world. Legend has it that this statue hides the ultimate secret of the entire world, and it can also allow people to truly reach the realm of eternity."

"One of them is coming to New York, I hope you can go and get this statue back."

"Let me go? Are you kidding me?" Although he has been with the Necromancer for a long time, Qin Tian, ​​who has neither learned any spells nor has any magic power, is just an ordinary gangster.

"you can."

The scenery of the hall suddenly became illusory, and with the throbbing eyes of the necromancer, two blue fires burned this fragile space, and the hellfire seemed to be extinguished at any time like a candle left in the wind.Several magic circles appeared in the originally empty hall, and Necromancer Douglas was still sitting in that chair, but around Qin Tian there were already countless magic tools full of necromantic power.

According to the "Memorial Record of Magical Artifacts" that Qin Tian had studied, Qin Tian knew that these items were definitely not ordinary collections or other things, and the strong death breath in them could prove the existence of some artifacts that were already comparable to artifacts.

"As part of this mission, you can use all the props here at will."

Although there is an insurmountable gap in strength, the quality of the equipment can make up for the lack to a considerable extent.Qin Tian still understands this deeply. The difference between a tank and a pistol is huge, just like the difference between an atomic bomb and a tank, even if it is operated by the same person.

I remember that the old Taoist once thought of using equipment to improve Qin Tian's ability, but all the cultivators in the Middle Earth use their own natal true energy to forge magical weapons. Those who have no way to cultivate their true energy naturally have no way to use it, so they have to give up this tempting idea.

Qin Tian felt dazzled when he saw so many magic tools in front of him. He suppressed the joy in his heart and frantically selected various tools. After all, the danger of this task is self-evident, although the necromancer did not explain why He didn't want to go by himself, but Qin Tian didn't have any objections, even if he did, he didn't have the guts to raise it.

Holding a bunch of magic weapons that could make other necromancers jealous to death, Qin Tian asked the necromancers to identify and describe their uses.

"False mask, fallen power stick, dark tentacles, summoning shield, tracking boots, dragon wings, shadow dark robe." Listening to the necromancer uttering these bullish-sounding names, Qin Tian didn't feel anything, he just cared about the use.After listening to the Necromancer's explanation of the uses one by one, Qin Tian had confidence in his own vision and this task.

But he didn't know that any of these magic tools had caused a huge sensation in the history of dark creatures. After Qin Tian finished dressing up, he looked at the summoned water mirror and realized that the necromancer was still a very cool profession. , a gray robe conceals his figure, he holds a fallen scepter in his hand, he wears dark tentacles and a summoning shield in his left and right hands respectively, he wears tracking boots on his feet, and there are wings of a dragon that have not yet unfolded on his back , the hypocritical mask completely covered his face, and even simulated the two groups of immortal fire in the eyes of the necromancer.

For the first time in his life, Qin Tian was full of confidence in his own strength.

Wearing this set of equipment that can be said to be a super prodigal son, along with various insidious and life-saving potions presented by the necromancer, Qin Tian started the first mission in his new life, and it was also the first confrontation of fate.