Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

Patriots don't use magic, but their underlying operating logic is similar. This reflects the powerful compatibility of the magic system in the magic world, which can analyze Originium Arts and Arcane Arts. However, Originium Arts and Arcane Arts cannot analyze each other. At least at the level of Veltin and the Inner Guard, there is a clear barrier between the two.

These two are both quite skilled, yet they're both incompetent; it's like anyone below the T1 knowledge level is inadequate.

After the magic circle o magician killer ritual o structural destruction was activated, Patriot immediately found that the connection between himself and the altar had been severed. Then came the sound of the altar shattering, and most of his power disappeared instantly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wan Qi decisively used his signature ultimate move. A solid heavy-duty truck made of steel appeared out of thin air, accelerated to its maximum speed in the shortest time, and then crashed into Patriot at a speed of over 200 kilometers per hour.

Wanqi's unique magic o Chinese Iaijutsu o You've hit the jackpot o Go tell my insurance company!

Although it doesn't come with full insurance, this is indeed a dump truck, but unlike traditional dump trucks, Wan Qi only sculpted it into the shape of a dump truck. However, it's entirely solid, with various magic array effects of all sizes inside, such as impact, crushing, acceleration, and armor-piercing. A close-up look at it could make people with trypophobia collapse and convulse.

This skill pays homage to the unrestricted fighting style of Master Chen Hegao.

No one can resist a dump truck; if they can, it's only because the colors aren't varied enough.

The Five-Colored Transcendent Team, Assemble!

Patriot never dreamed that halfway through the fight, this thing would send him to another world. Not to mention, it was a special extra-strength version from Wanqi, which immediately sent Patriot flying. The scene left the shield guards watching nearby stunned.

Is this...right?

"Captain!"

Although the scene was somewhat incongruous with the seriousness of the battle, the Shield Guards reacted quickly, rushing to the Patriot's landing site to protect their commander, while the medical personnel rushed forward to check on his injuries.

"If you don't want him to really die, get out of the way. I can heal him."

Wan Qi stood in front of the shield guards, with dump trucks poised to pounce behind him.

The destructive power of this thing was just evident to all. If it were to be transmitted, the Shield Guards would only fly higher than the Patriots, but they might not be able to fall down intact.

The guards remained silent for a moment, then an officer stepped forward to take command, indicating that Wan Qi could come over.

Everyone heard the conversation before the battle began. There was no irreconcilable hatred between the two sides; it was just a conflict of different paths under the same ideology. After one side won, there was no need to exterminate the other.

After arriving at Patriot's side, Wan Qi was finally able to properly examine the man's physical condition.

The good news is that, due to the characteristics of the Sarkaz, Patriot has a strong affinity with Originium. His fusion with Originium is extremely high, and many infections that can cause fatal damage to ordinary infected are benign in him.

The bad news is that this balance is very fragile, especially given the serious injuries the person involved is in and the shipment is almost ready.

"This is troublesome. Let's save our lives first."

This injury is difficult for Wan Qi to handle, especially given Patriot's high compatibility with Originium. If Frostnova's Originium extraction is like performing a gallstone surgery on a patient, then Patriot's is like performing a full-body tumor removal surgery on a patient with late-stage cancer. Wan Qi can do it, but there is no time to perform the precise operation for him now.

In that case, let's start by preserving our memories and souls.

"Let's find a safer place and be on guard. I'm going to cast a spell."

"yes! "

The Shield Guards immediately carried Patriot to a safe place, then cordoned off the area and began a high-altitude alert.

In the living room of an abandoned villa, Wan Qi took out a transparent box. Although it was transparent, the constantly flowing light on it proved that it was extraordinary.

Because this is a soul box, an item that can store souls.

In many fantasy and magical works, the Soul Box is the lich's lifeblood; as long as the Soul Box doesn't become a fire, the lich will not die.

Well, that's half right. Soul Boxes can indeed be used to create liches, but their original purpose wasn't just to create liches, but to create heroic spirits.

To put it simply, those who are powerful, resilient, and have made outstanding contributions to the country will be placed in a soul box after death and have people kowtow to them every day. This is equivalent to having a separate family genealogy and the privilege of being the first to offer incense every day. However, as time goes by, people have helplessly discovered that the soul also has an expiration date.

It's not that the soul will dissipate on its own. Under the right conditions, the soul is theoretically eternal. When it dissipates, it returns to its essence, and its memories and consciousness are erased.

Therefore, the problems inevitably lie with memory and consciousness; not everyone can withstand the pressure of immortality.

How to describe this feeling? It's like when you were young, you added a bunch of QQ friends and chatted happily with them, but suddenly one day, you found that all of these friends were dead, and you hadn't added any friends in a long time. The whole world suddenly became unfamiliar. Ordinary people who live a little longer can't stand this kind of sudden shock, let alone if the time span is extended to hundreds or even thousands of years. Heroic spirits would go crazy and become terrifying violent spirits, indiscriminately slaughtering everything.

Therefore, retirement time cannot be extended indefinitely, especially when work pressure is high, it can really drive people crazy.

Warhammer 40: What is Retirement?

Later, some people thought that since the human soul was not feasible, could they put other souls in, or mix the souls together, or even let the soul only have power and no self-awareness?

This involves the question of life and death, and yes, it's time for the necromancer's turn again. After a series of complex experiments, the lich was born. His full name is "Artificial Soul Demon of Witchcraft and Magic Experiments," or simply "lich."

But the essence of the Soul Box remains unchanged: it preserves the soul, memories, and consciousness. As long as these three remain unchanged, or rather, are not irreparably damaged, he is still the same person he was before.

The only problem is that the Soul Box is extremely rare and precious, and its production cost is also very high. It requires soulless flesh and bones to be synthesized through a ritual. Under normal circumstances, even if a person dies, some soul fragments will remain in the body. These are as deadly to other souls as the rejection reaction of the patient's body after an organ transplant.

However, Wan Qi's soul after dying in the Red Sea world was not wasted on his physical body at all; it was perfectly reset into a new body. Thus, Wan Qi gained the ability to mass-produce soulless corpses.

Materials that others struggle to obtain, Wanqi has in abundance.

"Returning souls, please stop here."

As Wan Qi chanted the incantation, the soul box slowly opened, floating like a lotus flower on the Patriot's chest.

Next, as long as the dying person still has the desire to live, they can be put into the Soul Box.

Then the problem arose: the patriot's spirit remained completely unmoved.

There is only one possibility: he wants to rest in peace.

"No, old man, I know you're very tired, but now is not the time for anyone to teach. Think of your family."

The patriot's spirits wavered slightly, but after a moment he whispered, "They're all gone."

Ling, you always bring up things you shouldn't talk about.

So Wan Qi quickly changed his question: "You have brothers!"

As a result, the patriot's soul became even more subdued, and he whispered, "Brother, you've gone ahead of me."

Damn, this is a series of interconnected pitfalls, isn't it?

"Then, then think of your soldiers!"

"They were all brave, but I let them down."

"Think about your adopted daughter!"

"Froststar calls me an old stubborn person, boohoo?"

Well, people in their soul state are actually quite straightforward. Who would have thought that the patriot, who usually has a body of steel, is actually so sensitive and fragile inside, feeling so aggrieved that he wanted to cry just because of how his adopted daughter addressed him?

"Supports the contrast in cuteness... my ass! Can't you stop being so fragile right now?!"

Several questions in a row yielded the same frustrating results. Seeing the patriot's spirit fading further and further, Wan Qi finally lost his temper, grabbing the man by the collar and yelling, "Die! You're worthless now!"

To everyone's surprise, after that shout, the patriot reacted with even greater emotion, yelling, "Why! No, I can't die! I must live!"

Good heavens, old man, you're still such a proud and arrogant person.

But I've found a way, hehehe, watch how I treat you with the breakdown therapy.

"Patriot, I'm telling you now, I've taken your adopted daughter, I've accepted your warriors, I've stolen your faith. You have nothing now, except for joining Rhodes Island, do you understand?"

"Oh, by the way, Frostnova is all alone now. She's still infected, in a strange place. Because the most important people in her life are in my hands, she has to do whatever I want. How do you feel? How do you feel!"

Seeing Patriot's expression visibly contort, Wan Qi immediately increased the dosage.

"Yes, that's the expression I wanted to see! Hahahaha!"

In that instant, Patriot's will to survive surged to its peak. He couldn't accept these things happening; he had to protect Frostnova and the warriors.

"receive! "

The Patriot's soul has been successfully acquired, so as long as his body is temporarily sealed away, we can... um?

Wan Qi looked up and saw a shield guard standing there dumbfounded.

"Did you hear that just now?" Wan Qi asked with a smile.

"Ah? Yes...no, no, no, no, no, I didn't, I really didn't..."

"Hehehe." Wan Qi stood up with a laugh, took out a warhammer and said, "It's alright, memory is very easy to make mistakes. I'll treat you. Relax, dizziness is normal."

"Hmph hmph hmph ahh ...

Section 70: Kosic, give me a straight answer, are you surrendering or not?

(One more chapter is coming soon, please leave comments and votes (**3*))

After dealing with the Patriots, the Shield Guards went from enemies to allies, and now they have begun to help maintain order in the core city, which, simply put, means taking care of the Reunion Movement prisoners.

The final battle will take place at the control tower, and Kosichek has been waiting for it for a long time.

When Virtin and the others rushed up the tower, Talulah was standing alone by the window.

"You're moving faster than I expected, my friends from Rhodes Island."

At this point, Talulah was all alone, but the people around her still felt a lot of pressure.

"It's over, surrender... sister."

Despite knowing that Talulah's identity was complicated, Chen Huijie still addressed Talulah as "sister" in this setting, hoping that things wouldn't develop in the worst possible way.

“Sister, Talulah was really happy to hear you address her like that, I can feel it for her.”

Now that things have come to this, Black Snake no longer hides anything and chooses to lay his cards on the table.

"Where is my sister!" Chen Huijie drew her sword and pointed it at Koschke.

“She’s right here.” Kosichek pointed to his chest and said calmly, “Although I’m not your sister, I can be your sister now. Want to come over here, Chen?”

Chen Huijie nearly rushed forward, gritting her teeth as she shouted angrily, "Don't call me by her voice!"

"You're still too young, both you and she are. But youth is a good thing. It's precisely because we're young that we have the drive and the determination to fight. Don't you think so, Professor Kal'tsit? If you were to return to the Ursus Empire to serve now, I would still welcome you."

In response to the black snake's invitation, Kal'tsit coldly replied, "It's over. Surrender, Kosichrie. You've lost."

“Lost? Oh, your trump card is indeed terrifying, beyond my expectations. The Fourth Army's disappearance was also his doing, wasn't it? Impressive, impressive.” Kosiché clapped his hands, then smiled and said, “But such power cannot come without a price. I'm curious, what is that price, and why is he willing to pay such a price? Is it because of that Miss Doctor?”

Virtue's expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat.

In the world of mystics, great power inevitably comes with great power. Mystery is not free; on the contrary, it is very expensive and will always suddenly charge a price when you are unaware of it.

Mystical principle: The absence of a cost is itself the greatest cost.

Considering Vanchi's life-or-death fighting style, one can imagine how Virtin felt.

Didn't she have any idea?

I had guessed, but I dared not ask or even think about it. Koschche's words ruthlessly tore away this disguise.

The cost is something you can't eliminate just by ignoring it.

"Since you think you have the upper hand, why don't you sit down and talk to me? I'm doomed to lose anyway. You are the victors, and the victors have the right to know and possess everything. I'm perfectly capable of being the one to answer your questions."

"She's stalling for time, make your move!"

Without further ado, at Virtin's command, Rosemary and Amiya immediately took action, followed closely by Blaze and the other elite melee operators.

"How utterly clueless about romance." Koschei drew his sword, flames raging, the intense heat instantly driving everyone away. Talulah herself possessed power inherited from two dragon bloodlines, and Koschei was very adept at using her power.

Imagine Orochimaru possessing the body of a healthy Kimimaro.

The effect now was even more exaggerated, because when Kosichek made his move, the sky was instantly filled with flames, the whole world seemed to be burning, and everything in sight was crimson, the rolling heat waves were just like an ancient behemoth that devoured life.

"It is indeed a delaying tactic, but none of you have the ability to deal with me instantly, including that Lord Wan Qi."

Talulah hovered in mid-air, flames forming the shape of wings that stretched to both sides of her body. Against the backdrop of the burning sky, she looked like a queen who ruled the heavens.

"Hey! You idiot up there, don't wear a skirt when you're floating in the air, it's an eyesore!"

Wan Qi's words almost made Kosichrie fall from the sky; even Talulah inside her blushed with embarrassment.

Wan Qi had just flown up, but from his angle, he could see the view under Talulah's skirt, which was black lace. Black Serpent's taste was impeccable, but this was a battlefield, especially after the combat dimension became three-dimensional. You couldn't control the enemy's line of sight and movement, could you at least wear some safety shorts?

At this moment, it wasn't just Kosichelle who was embarrassed; all the girls wearing skirts present were also embarrassed. Fortunately, they weren't flying away, so there was no possibility of them exposing themselves mid-air.

However, this also served as a reminder to Amiya and Rosemary that they must wear safety shorts on the battlefield!

Some things can't be covered up by a pair of pantyhose.

"Humph, so noisy!"

Koschei was genuinely angry, after all, Talulah's body was now her own, and the gender change would have some impact on the possessor, so she raised her hand and unleashed a large fireball.

Water Magic O Water Whip O Cutting Enhancement

Wan Qi waved his right hand, and the water whip sliced ​​through the fireball. Then, without slowing down, it swept towards Kosichie. The latter used Originium Arts to counter with an attack similar to the fire whip. Accompanied by steam and explosions, Wan Qi's scythe followed closely behind.

This time, Koschich, who came prepared, was noticeably more composed, or rather, he had gathered more of the Black Serpent's power. The evidence was that at the moment of their collision, Koschich held on and was even able to smile.

"Hey, not bad, this time you can have a proper fight with me!"