Wizards: Starting as a Potions Master!

Chapter 56 Summoning the Death Knight

Peter's Ridge, cemetery.

In this era, cemeteries were usually located near churches and monasteries. When Father Louis learned of Su Nan's request, his expression became strange, but he didn't say anything. He simply had the church deacon take Su Nan and the others to the nearby cemetery, and even called all the believers and priests into the church under the pretext of holding a mass.

Create a separate environment for them in southern Jiangsu.

However, since Su Nan was a baron, no believer suspected that they would do things like stealing in the cemetery.

Before leaving, Father Louis found Su Nan at the church entrance and whispered to her, "Whatever you do, be careful not to go too far."

"Recently, some devout Storm Lambs have begun to report to me that they suspect there are evil forces in Peter's territory."

"The headquarters of the Church of Storms, for some reason, has notified me that they will be sending a bishop to our territory soon."

Father Louis sighed and said very sincerely, "I don't know why the Church of Storms sent people here at this time. Grass King Carloyan has already slaughtered all the slightly larger manors near their capital city."

"I've heard that they are still migrating people from the vicinity of the capital into the capital to make up for the losses incurred in the war."

"The Storm Church has always been pragmatic, and it's unlikely that they would suddenly make such a big move at this time because of a few reports."

Su Nan frowned, wondering if it was because of that wizard's ruins again.

However, it's not a big problem. If the Church of Storms really comes, the first thing they should eliminate is the warlock group of the High Order.

At the entrance to the sacred Storm Church, Father Louis hesitated for a few moments before whispering, "Cough cough cough... My health has been deteriorating lately, and I always feel powerless to do things."

"Fortunately, there is a young, distant relative of yours, probably your cousin Joshua, who is here to help me."

Su Nan looked towards the church and saw a young pastor, about eighteen years old, trying his best to maintain order inside.

Father Louis said in a low voice, "I was wrong before. If I could regain my youth, I wouldn't tell anyone, to prevent others from harming our family."

"Moreover, judging from the current situation, there is not much benefit in pleasing those high-ranking nobles. They themselves are being killed by the Grass King Carloyan and the Bulgars to the point that they dare not leave the castle. Naturally, they cannot give us any real benefits."

Su Nan raised an eyebrow. Father Louis was probably asking him for the werewolf potion again.

But to be honest, werewolf potions aren't suitable for people who spend all their time in churches.

Because of the werewolf potion, although one will gain triple immortality, one's personality will also be affected by the werewolf's magic, becoming abnormally manic.

If priests stay in the church for extended periods without vigorous exercise or fighting, they are very likely to lose control and cause accidents to the believers.

This is also one of the reasons why Su Nan didn't want to give Father Louis the werewolf potion.

Furthermore, major churches have a tradition of using pure silver to make religious relics, so if Father Louis were to be transformed into a werewolf, his identity would be easily exposed.

Especially when such a bishop might arrive.

Unless you have other types of potions.

Su Nan mumbled, "It's not the right time yet."

Father Louis, a shrewd old fox, exchanged a glance with Su Nan and quickly guessed what was going on. "Is it because of the bishop? I understand."

A believer approached him from behind and made a devout prayer gesture towards Father Louis. "Father Louis, I have a theological question I'd like to ask you; it's been bothering me for a long time."

"I want to know why there's a one-word difference between the names of the God of Storms and the Lord of Storms. A god is unique, there can't be two, so why can there be multiple names?"

Father Louis turned around, adjusting his mood, and said with a compassionate expression, "You're right. But these two names are different because people can't fully understand God. Just knowing God's true name might break us, just as a small river can't contain the water of the ocean."

"Therefore, everything that comes from God becomes distorted when it reaches us."

"That's why the God of Storms uses different names to teach the world. These names only represent a part of the God of Storms' qualities, which results in slightly different names that can be used in different ways..."

While Father Louis was giving his long speech, Sunan had already brought Robert to the cemetery.

Robert said, "Lord Sunan, this place is too likely to attract attention, especially since there's a church right next door."

Su Nan crushed a bottle of translucent magic potion. The potion fell to the ground like mercury, then transformed into an extremely thin silver line that enveloped the entire cemetery.

When a barely perceptible silver line surrounds the entire cemetery, a barrier that repels mortals is formed.

For mortals, the only flaw in this barrier is the tiny silver thread hidden in the soil around the cemetery.

However, this is something that would be very difficult to detect before knowing the details of how Su Nan, a mere mortal, could exorcise the magic potion.

The silver thread was so fine that it was barely visible to the naked eye.

Su Nan explained to Robert, "The effect of the mortal exorcism potion is that people outside this silver circle with a mental strength below 2 will subconsciously not pay attention to or record what happens inside the circle, even if they see it."

"It's as if I saw it, but it's as if I didn't."

"However, it can only last for an hour for now."

"But an hour is enough for us."

Robert nodded. "That's really impressive."

Su Nan took out a bottle of transparent potion, which was a semi-finished product of the Death Knight potion. He opened the bottle and held it in the air.

Suddenly, the originally transparent potion emitted a unique light, a light that was somewhere between black and blue.

The cemetery that the light swept over was filled with the stirring of surviving souls.

Su Nan frowned. There were so many souls in this cemetery.

According to the Church of Storms, these people should enter the Kingdom of the God of Storms after they die.

It seems that the threshold to enter the kingdom of the Storm God is quite high, and the Church has lied about this aspect; otherwise, there wouldn't be so many surviving souls here.

Su Nan calmly said to the cemetery, "What I need now is a loyal subordinate, a subordinate who can be completely loyal to me."

"Charge for me."

"In return, I will grant him the power to manipulate death and frost, but you need to give me a reason to choose one of you."

In an instant, all the souls within the entire cemetery began to stir.

"Choose me, choose me, I want to live again."

"No, choose me, Your Excellency Baron."

"Choose me, choose me..."

Robert frowned, drew his sword, and instinctively stood protectively in front of Su Nan.

Su Nan certainly wouldn't just choose any soul; he did it for two reasons.

First, determine which graves contain people who have recently died.

Second, among these souls, find the most suitable candidate.

(End of this chapter)