Chapter 222: Necromancer's Back Pot

"There is a breath of undead magic here again." Three groups of black shadows appeared in the position where Li Zhenbang scared away those people from Jin Guangcheng.
"Yes, the aura is very strong and pure. It seems that the person has a deep understanding of undead magic, but the level should not be high." Looking at the pile of low-level skeleton warriors and skeleton monsters in the pit in front of him. Bones, one of them said with a smile.
"There is news from home that that person is not ours. It is estimated that he is a wild repairman. We need to find him as soon as possible. We are inherently few undead magicians. Such a talented person is a great achievement to bring back!"
When it comes to credit, the three can't help but feel happy. The Necromancer family has distinct rewards and punishments. Good work will reward you more, bad work will reward you harder.
The necromancer family is not a blood family in the traditional sense. In fact, the necromancer family is very similar to the magician union, but their leader is called the patriarch instead of the president.
The Necromancer itself is a very rare existence, and since the Great Purge, the Necromancer has completely declined. Most powerful necromancers were executed, and a few went into hiding.
As time went by, the surviving necromancers gradually gathered together, forming a clan, living in darkness all the time. Although necromancers are rare, the lives of necromancers are much longer than normal people. Under certain circumstances, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are immortal.
Every year, the necromancer family will send some people to quietly search for newly born necromancers on the whole continent, and also recruit some strong men who are willing to serve them in order to live longer.
The leading necromancer frowned suddenly, and the other two necromancers also found anomalies. The three of them seemed to be surrounded, but they didn't care. Because the undead magician is best at not single-handedly, but melee, the more people they cause, the more damage they cause, and the more beneficial to them, unless the opponent's level is much higher than them.
"It's the three of them, they are all necromancers!" A silver warrior pointed at the three people in the encirclement and shouted. If Li Zhenbang was still here, he would see that this person was the leading silver warrior from Jinguangcheng before.
The three undead magicians were a little surprised. They just came here for a while, how could they be recognized by the silver warrior? And judging from the current situation, they obviously came here prepared, not by chance.
The silver warrior was also wondering how he left for a while, and the three people on the opposite side actually changed the black cloak and black cape into a black cloak, but these were not important. The little bunny they had taken away was gone. He drew so many people here, one was to find the place just now, and the more important one was to the two rocks from the little bunny.
The silver warrior guessed in his mind that the little bunny must have been slaughtered by these three undead magicians. He didn't believe that the undead magicians would have any kindness. I am afraid that the two stones were already on the undead magicians.
Originally, this group of people had already escaped, but fortunately they met some of their own people on the way, including a golden warrior. And they also met some people from other teams. They organized everyone in the name of Jin Guangcheng and formed a large team of thirty or forty people. They came back to destroy the undead magicians.
One is the temptation of interests, the clues of the ruins are unavoidable. Another, there is an undead magician, and no one feels safe. If there are more people, everyone will be bolder.
The combat effectiveness of the team of thirty or forty people is still amazing, with three golden warriors, two fifth-level magicians, four fourth-level magicians, a dozen silver fighters, and the rest are black iron fighters.
The three undead magicians couldn't help but slap their tongues when they saw the strength of the opponents. If they were just three golden warriors, they wouldn't take it seriously, but there were still a few magicians around, that would be different. If the magician and the golden warrior cooperate well, and the silver warrior beats the side drum, they will be very passive.
However, the hearts of the three of them were quite calm. The other people were obviously not together, they were just temporary partners. If you don't force it to a certain level, no one will really kill yourself, and the cooperation between them will definitely not be very tacit.
Although everyone surrounded the three necromancers, no one took the initiative to attack. No one who can come here is a fool. Everyone knows how powerful a Necromancer is, and no one wants to be a puppet of a Necromancer, so both sides are relatively restrained.
"Hand over that child to me, otherwise don't blame us for being impolite." The previous silver soldier called first. But he was not so stupid that he ran to the necromancer and yelled, just standing in the crowd and yelling.
The three necromancers glanced at each other. They naturally didn't know what children, but they also guessed it now. The three of them are probably behind the necromancer they were looking for. However, as necromancers, they also have the arrogance of a necromancer, and they don't even bother to explain anything. And they have already recognized the identities of the three of them. Naturally, this matter will not be solved simply.
The silver warrior was very puzzled, because he didn't feel the other golden warrior, but the doubt turned to doubt, it was beyond doubt that the three on the opposite side were all necromancers.
"Child! Humph! Come and get it!" a necromancer said gloomily.
The silver warrior naturally didn't dare to take it in the past, and even shrank back unconsciously. But he quickly reacted, and took another step forward. The retraction just now made him a little bit irritated.
"Huh! We don't need the children, but you have to give us those two stones, otherwise we will swarm you and chop you into a pool of mud."
"Hey, since you want a stone, then I'll give it to you!" Another necromancer said hoarsely.
With a wave of both arms, two shadows rushed to the silver warrior like lightning and flew over. Where did the silver warrior dare to pick it up, his figure dodged two shadows. However, the black iron warrior behind him did not have such good luck. Standing behind the silver warrior was a blind spot. The silver warrior suddenly stepped away, giving him no time to react.
Hearing only two puffs, the black iron warrior screamed, and he flew out, then fell heavily to the ground.