Chapter 904: Stimulate potential

"Don't you just want to know where the saint is and how is it now?" the soul necromancer said hurriedly.
"There is still potential to inspire things." Li Zhenbang folded his hands across his chest, staring at the soul necromancer.
"Okay, okay, I said, okay?" The soul necromancer raised his hands and signaled that he had compromised.
"Then let's talk about it!" Li Zhenbang found a stone, blew it, and then did it, as if he was about to listen to the play.
Others did the same, but they all sat beside Li Zhenbang, faintly protecting Li Zhenbang.
Seeing this scene, the soul of the undead magician was even more certain that Li Zhenbang must be a child of a large family of undead magicians, either out of experience or out of relaxation.
Necromancers’ subordinates are often undead, or people with certain undead attributes, and these three followers obviously have no undead attributes. Generally, only the most loyal servants of the necromancer will do this. Such servants will only be loyal. A large family of undead magicians.
"The saint was not found in the gods, but in the Robe Forest. At that time, there was a miracle in the Robe Forest. Many people went to hunt for treasure. As a result, our undead magician baby did not find much, but found the saint. You I don't know, at that time, we took the saint woman back to the palace after all the hardships." The soul undead magician sighed with emotion.
"You? Did you go to the treasure hunt?" Li Zhenbang looked at the soul necromancer in doubt.
"Well... Originally... I was planning to go, but something was temporarily delayed, but in the end I didn't go." The soul necromancer said embarrassingly.
"We are so embarrassed to speak up without becoming you?" Li Zhenbang curled his lips in disdain. Don't think that the undead magician is just a soul state, but this face is really amazing!
"What does our necromancer do with us? Although I didn't come to the scene in person, I also silently shouted for cheer!" The soul necromancer stubbornly said with his head held high.
"Screaming and cheering are still silent, you are really good at talking!" Li Zhenbang looked at the Soul Undead Mage jokingly.
"Don't care about these details!" The soul necromancer looked at the ghost with fiery eyes, and didn't pay much attention to Li Zhenbang's cynicism.
Necromancers can be brave and not afraid of death, but if they have a chance to survive, they are still willing to choose to live well.
Many people choose to join the necromancer or become a necromancer because they have too many things to bear and don't want to end their lives casually.
But once they become necromancers, their minds will change over time, and the pursuit of immortality is no longer the ultimate goal.
A person who lives for a hundred years will feel that life is precious, and if he lives for three hundred years, he may feel that life is precious. However, if he lives for seven hundred to eight hundred years, one thousand to two thousand years, he lacks the concept of life.
A cookie-cutter life, coupled with dealing with dead bodies all the year round, even normal people will become abnormal. What's more, how many brains are normal for the Necromancer? Most people are extreme. The people around him are abnormal, and they become abnormal in the subtle way.
"The saint of our necromancer is the messenger sent by the of death to the world, and the envoy who guides us. Our saint of the necromancer is not as watery as the Holy See, and the saint of our necromancer is not common, but Every time the saint appears, there will be a storm."
"Although up to now, ruling the world will always fall short and lose strength, but every appearance of the saint can bring a lot of gains to the necromancers."
"You may not know that when you are young, the necromancer has not appeared in the saint for three hundred years. Now that the saint has appeared, how can the necromancer not cherish it. Three hundred years of continuing, our strength has reached how terrifying. You can’t imagine it at all."
"Now with the addition of the saint, our necromancer is destined to return to the front of the world, and this world will be ruled by our necromancer!" The soul necromancer yelled in excitement.
Li Zhenbang frowned. Originally wanted to inquire about Li Ruoyue's news, he did not expect to have unexpected gains, and this unexpected gain was simply a forbidden curse level.
It's just a pity that no one would believe him even if he passed the news. Although there have been occasional necromancers discovered in the past few years, they are all just a little bit of a little trouble. Really powerful necromancers are only likely to show up when miracles appear.
A trace of irritation rose in Li Zhenbang's heart. It seemed that it would not take long before the world was about to usher in a storm, like a purgatory on earth. The more this happens, the more quickly Li Ruoyue must be rescued, otherwise it will only become more and more difficult.
"The day of our necromancer is about to come. It's exciting to think about it! I..."
"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, how is the saint now? Have you accepted the potential to stimulate?" The soul necromancer still wanted to sigh with emotion, but was interrupted by Li Zhenbang. Li Zhenbang has no time or interest. Listen to these nonsense.
"Oh! You are really disappointing." The soul necromancer shook his head and sighed.
"I don't have much time to listen to you talking here, how is the saint?" Li Zhenbang said impatiently.
"Good, good, I said! The saint is of course very good now. There are all kinds of people waiting on it. It is not an exaggeration to describe it by using clothes to stretch out their hands and eat. I can... that. …The situation of the saint is pretty good now!" After seeing Li Zhenbang's eyes, the soul necromancer shrank, and hurriedly gave up his topic.
"Very good? What a good way? Is it all right to be served by someone? If you say these are not nutritious, I will really go!" Li Zhenbang's tone was a little annoyed.
What the soul necromancer said was either with excitement or just a few words reversed. Regarding Li Ruoyue, she didn't provide anything of value at all.
"That..." The soul necromancer was a little embarrassed. He was so far away from the God's Mansion. It was not easy to get some news about the saint. How could he know the current situation of the saint?
He didn't deliberately pay attention to these. The most important thing for him now is to promote, become a powerful and terrifying undead holy magister, and smoothly enter the upper circle of the undead magister.
"Forget it, you'd better talk about stimulating the potential of the saint! If you sigh with emotion again, just say a few words over and over, you can play here by yourself! My time is not wasted on you Body!" Li Zhenbang glared fiercely at the Soul Undead Mage, then took a deep breath, calming his restless heart.
"Inspire the potential of the saint..." The soul necromancer was a little embarrassed. He knew something about this, but he didn't know how much Li Zhenbang knew. He was afraid that he would repeat it, or that Li Zhenbang would know it, and then engage in it. If you have to shoot and lose, then the gain is not worth the loss.
"Don't tell me, you don't know anything." Li Zhenbang slowly stood up, gritted his teeth and said.
"Uh...I know, but I don't know how much you know, I don't know where to say it!" the soul necromancer said helplessly.
"Then you just start from the beginning and tell everything you know. As long as the words are not nonsense, even if you say them in detail, I won't interrupt you." Li Zhenbang went on slowly, looking badly Soul necromancer.
"Okay! Then I will tell you what I know." The soul necromancer saw that Li Zhenbang did not refute, and he secretly relieved.
However, he had already made up his mind, as long as he got the ghost, he must retrieve all the humiliation he suffered from these people!
In order to prevent unnecessary troubles, he will not turn these people into undead puppets, but the souls of these people can bring him great nutrients and energy, which is of great benefit to the undead holy magister he is about to impact. Maybe this is a gift from the of death to himself!
It's already been brought to the lips, if he doesn't eat it, wouldn't he be sorry for this fate and the special care under the crown of death.
"In fact, stimulating potential is not only a right enjoyed by saints, ordinary people who want to become necromancers, if they make a certain contribution, can also enjoy this opportunity."
"The stimulating potential is simply a way to turn people who don’t know how to use undead magic into a necromancer or a necromancer. Our saints are often not necromancers, so we need to stimulate her potential and let her become a necromancer. Magician."
"The longer the time spent in the excitation process, the more thorough the transformation, the stronger the strength after becoming a necromancer."
"It took the most powerful saint in history just to stimulate the potential for two years, consuming countless money and manpower. However, the effort paid off. After the saint stimulated the potential, she directly became a god-level. That's the real god!"
"Unfortunately, countless geniuses emerged in humans during that time. Among them were the gods and gods of war that you humans worship, and some other people who are close to the power of gods. If not for their cooperation, we undead magicians would have long been Rule the world!" the soul necromancer said indignantly, his voice full of unwillingness.
"You mean... the saint has begun to excite her potential?" Li Zhenbang jumped up from the stone, his voice trembling.