Wizard: You can become stronger by living life to the fullest.

Chapter 121-018: My Friend

Summon Skeletons

This is an apprentice-level spell in necromancy, and it is also the first spell that necromancers encounter. It uses a corpse as a medium, uses soul flames to devour the corpse's physical body as fuel, and then establishes a connection with it through mental power, thereby being able to manipulate the skeleton.

As the skeleton stood up, a unique consciousness instantly established a connection with Rosie's mental sea.

It was a strange feeling, as if an invisible thread had connected one's consciousness to the skeleton, and one could feel that one could control the skeleton through this thread.

Rosie tried to give commands to the skeleton in her mind, and the skeleton could complete all the actions, such as standing, jumping, and even running.

However, he doesn't seem to be doing very well in combat.

When Rosie gave the skeleton the order to attack him, the skeleton's first reaction was to either reach out its claws to scratch his face or try to pull his hair.

"As expected, very feminine."

The soul fire burning inside the skull is essentially collecting the remaining soul consciousness stored in the body's muscle cells, and the skeleton's actions and abilities are largely influenced by this part of the soul consciousness.

To put it simply, the skeleton used as a casting material has a certain identity and strength in life, and after becoming a skeleton, it can only possess the corresponding skills and combat power.

Rosie tried to use micro-management to precisely control every movement of the skeleton to perform some combat techniques, but none of them worked very well.

Although he managed to perform the movements, they were stiff and slow. More importantly, such delicate operations required him to concentrate fully. So when fighting people, he wouldn't need to do anything else but focus on controlling the skeleton.

"Looks like I'll have to be more careful when I encounter the corpses of powerful enemies in the future."

"Speaking of which, do the corpses of some extraordinary beings retain their former extraordinary abilities after being transformed into skeletons? For example... wizards?"

"in addition."

"What exactly is this skeleton? Are these soul flames also considered souls? And what is the true nature of a soul?"

The more Rosie learned about necromancy, the more she wanted to know. This discipline held too many secrets about life and death, and perhaps only when these secrets were unlocked could she truly find the eternal immortality that wizards had been searching for.

Let's talk about it later.

Shaking his head, Rosie pulled his wandering thoughts back and put the first skeleton servant he had made into his spatial ring.

With the takeover of the skeleton servants, the special mental connection that Rosie had established with them was also severed, and no matter how he called out to the skeletons, there was no response.

This is a normal reaction. After all, the spatial ring is an independent space with a spatial barrier between it and the material world. Placing the skeleton servants inside would inevitably sever the mental connection established with it.

However, this is a very troublesome matter for necromancy.

Because once the mental connection is severed, it requires chanting the incantation and drawing the runes again to re-establish it. Unlike ordinary apprentice-level spells, summoning skeletons uses the third system of construct runes. No matter how powerful one is, the incantation cannot be omitted when casting a spell.

Such a lengthy incantation is impractical in combat. After all, at the wizard level, everyone can cast instant magic. He would probably be blasted to smithereens before he could even finish the incantation.

Therefore, in order to solve this problem, necromancers would often resort to some external force—

Necromantic tools.

Necromantic tools made with special symbols and materials can open up a new, independent space without severing the mental connection. This allows necromancers to maintain a constant connection with the caster and instantly deploy into battle.

For a necromancer, a proper necromancy tool is an absolutely essential piece of equipment.

"If only that skull staff were still here."

The skull staff that was taken from the necromancer apprentice was a necromancer's tool, which is why the necromancer apprentice was so nervous when he saw the staff being taken away.

"Never mind, I'll just make one myself later."

Knowledge about crafting necromancy tools is strictly controlled in the Southern Coast Witch Domain. However, when Rosie was studying at the Tower, he browsed the relevant knowledge section and absorbed it all into his mind using the system.

Next, Rosie took out the bandit leader's corpse and turned it into a skeleton servant.

Compared to the girl skeleton, this bandit skeleton is much stronger. It perfectly inherited the fighting skills of the bandit leader knight. According to Rosie's calculations, its three attributes are roughly 13 points, which should be slightly weaker than the original.

Although its attributes have declined, its overall strength has actually increased by more than one level.

After all, the knight himself is not particularly weak. The reason why he is so vulnerable in front of the wizard is more because the wizard can attack the knight directly from the mental and spiritual level. The unpredictable magic knight has no way to deal with it. It is a pure dimensional reduction attack.

However, once a skeleton becomes a skeleton, many of the wizard's previous mental and spiritual attacks become ineffective, and more importantly, skeletons cannot die.

An ordinary person would surely die if they had a hole in their head, a stab to their heart, or even if their major artery was severed. But a skeleton could continue to fight even if its head was cut off.

"We have skeletons now, so how far behind can the Sea of ​​Undead Bones be?"

Looking at the tall and imposing skeleton servants before him, Rosie couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

……

The convoy continued its journey early the next morning, and finally arrived at its destination, Windfall City, in the afternoon.

The entry of such a large group into the city would certainly attract the attention of the Wind-Swept City authorities, who immediately dispatched a small squad of brightly armored soldiers to register and screen the group. Only those who passed the inspection were allowed to enter the city.

There's nothing we can do about it. The situation is chaotic, and there have been several incidents of criminals infiltrating the city and causing riots. We have to be more thorough in our investigations.

On the registration form given to him by the soldiers, Rosie only wrote "Misty Forest" when it came to his hometown, which puzzled the soldiers conducting the search.

The soldier said sternly, "Friend, please take this checklist seriously, or you won't be allowed into the city."

Luo Xi said, "They all filled out the forms truthfully."

The checklist should be submitted and reviewed by Carol's people. If Carol sees it, there won't be a problem. If she doesn't, it doesn't matter either. After all, if the city gates can stop wizards, then Rosie can just go to sleep.

Seeing that Luo Xi insisted, the soldier said nothing more, put away the registration form, and returned to the city.

About forty minutes have passed.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter!" A series of hurried footsteps echoed from within Wind-Swept City. The previously closed city gates suddenly opened, and the drawbridge was lowered.

From afar, a group of soldiers in bright clothes and riding spirited horses could be seen hurrying toward the city gate.

There were quite a few people gathered at the city gate waiting to enter the city, and everyone became nervous upon seeing this scene.

"What happened?"

"Isn't that Lady Carol? Why is Lady Carol out here?"

Just as everyone was at a loss, the soldiers arrived.

Carol searched for a while on horseback and soon spotted Rosie in the crowd. Her black hair, handsome appearance, and youthful appearance made her stand out in the crowd.

"Snap!"

He immediately dismounted, and the soldiers behind him did the same, moving in perfect unison and with fluid movements. It was clear at a glance that they were well-trained elites, and they were very imposing.

The soldiers split into two columns, like a sharp knife piercing through the crowd, parting the crowd in the middle to make way for Rosie.

Carol removed her helmet and armor and handed them to her squire beside her, then quickly walked along the road to Rosie.

It had been more than a year since we last met, and this young nobleman seemed to have changed quite a bit.

His face showed signs of weariness and vicissitude, but at the same time, his eyes held more confidence, and he exuded an invisible aura of power.

Similarly, his eyes remained bright.

He looked at Rosie and sneered, "I heard from the soldiers who were checking that there was a reckless guy who filled out the registration form for entering the city haphazardly, not taking it seriously at all."

Luo Xi laughed and said, "Looks like I've caused you trouble."

"No!"

Carol shook her head: "It would be wonderful if we had trouble like this every day."

He paused for a moment, then gave Rosie a big hug.

"Welcome to Windbreak City, my friend."

(End of this chapter)