Three bone puppets disguised as skeleton cavalrymen were released, wandering outside the village. The three skeletal monsters lay directly outside Daniel's room, as if demonstrating.
If a magician of Salin's level saw this, he would definitely choose to take a detour. A magician who could summon six intermediate undead creatures at the same time was already at the peak of rank 4.
In the forest to the east of the village, a skinny figure peered into the village through the gaps of the leaves. He was shocked when he saw the skeleton cavalrymen wandering on the ground, and quickly retreated into the depths of the forest. His black clothes clung tightly to his body. They were as elastic as the tendons of a beast.
When he walked, his feet seemed to have eyes. He wouldn't step on dead branches, and his clothes didn't have thorny vines. In the darkness, his eyes didn't reflect any light. They were like two bottomless pits. Looking at his face, he could only see a dark green mask that also didn't reflect any light.
A standard professional assassin!
His body was like a snake, slithering in the forest, and silently arrived at an empty space behind the forest. The empty space was surrounded by mounds, and a man in a black robe sat on the ground. He held a book in his hand, and read under the moonlight.
His black robe's cuffs were embroidered with red flames, and within the flames, a distorted human figure could be vaguely seen.
Hellfire represented the Inquisition in charge of punishment. The assassin came in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Deacon, I found him."
"Why didn't you attack?" The middle-aged man reading the book was the Black Deacon of the Inquisition. He had been tracking Daniel for a few months, and had a good grasp of this necromancer's strength. He also understood the opponent's predicament. Without a magic core, a necromancer's battle strength was greatly reduced. Even the Winged Skeleton didn't have time to repair itself.
A rank 3 magician like this would hardly be a match for a rank 4 assassin. The advantage of a mage was negated, and the advantage of an assassin was obvious.
"Deacon, I saw skeleton cavalrymen."
"Oh?" The Black Deacon didn't quite believe it.
"It's true, sir. The skeleton cavalrymen were wearing corroded armor, and the skeletal horses also had armor. Daniel must have summoned new undead creatures."
"You didn't alarm him, did you?"
"No."
"Good job. Gather everyone and get them to gather here. This time, we can't let Daniel escape. After the promulgation of the new law, the Inquisition has yet to capture a single Necromancer. If we are the first to succeed, we will be promoted by two levels. "
"Yes, my lord." The assassin could not hide the joy in his voice. Leveling up in the Inquisition would not only increase one's authority, but they would also obtain more advanced swordsmanship or magic. If the boss were to be promoted two more times, he would be equivalent to the bishop of a district. Although in the Inquisition, people of this level could not participate in the competition for the position of Pope, but they would be able to obtain high-level divine arts, and even the blessing of the gods.
As for himself, he would be a Deacon in two more levels. Just like the Lord, he would be able to lead a team on his own, and the amount of resources he could deploy would increase by tens of times.
Fanaticism did not mean that there was no desire. Everyone who was willing to join the Inquisition had a dark side in their hearts. It was just that these people believed that the price of falling was to protect the glory of God.
The assassin took out a miniature scroll and unfolded it. Divine light spread out, but it didn't stir up any ripples in the dark night. The coordinates had been sent out, and the other two black-clothed Priests would soon lead their teams over.
32 people against a Necromancer, even if he was a fourth-level Mage, it would be difficult for him to escape.
The bright moon hung in the sky. More than two hours later, the scattered search teams arrived one after another. The Black Deacon nodded to the assassin and said: "Describe to everyone the environment you saw. Get ready, we will leave in an hour."
The Black Deacon tried to hide the joy in his heart. He thought that he had lost his target, but he didn't expect to catch up. If the Necromancer escaped again and left the mountains, these people would not dare to encircle him wantonly.
The Red Copper Castle was not far behind the mountains. It would only take Pang Peicheng's cavalry a day to arrive. If the Necromancer was allowed to go on the main road, he really had no good way to deal with it.
The Black Deacon, such a tempting position, would soon belong to him!
Apart from the Black Deacon, there were two first-level Priests, six second-level Priests, three Assassins, three Dark Knights, and seventeen Hell Warriors among the remaining thirty-one people.
Because they wanted to enter the territory of Qin Yin, the Black Deacon did not dare to bring the fanatics. However, the Hell Warriors could also unleash their life potential. When needed, they could forcibly raise their strength to the level of a beginner Swordsman. The price was to sacrifice some of their life force. That was sacrificed to the gods.
Even if the Necromancer was lucky and leveled up while on the run, he was only a fourth-level Mage. Two first-level Priests could kill him. He asked everyone to attack together because he was afraid that the Necromancer would escape. Daniel had a winged skeleton, and if he regained his ability to fly, it would be difficult to chase him in this mountain.
More than thirty people, full of confidence, passed through the forest and arrived at the east entrance of the village. Two skeleton cavalrymen in rotten armor wandered aimlessly.
"There is no one in this village."
"My Lord, the Necromancer must have killed all the villagers."
"My Lord, do it. This kind of person will kill many more people as long as he is alive."
The Black Deacon did not think much of it. Daniel was from Tanggulas and had a clean background. There was nothing suspicious about him except that he accidentally learned necromancy. Daniel's hometown was more than 20,000 miles away from here. It was impossible for him to have any friends in this small mountain village. It would be better if all the villagers here were dead, lest their whereabouts be exposed.
The Black Deacon thought of this and nodded. "Black Knights, restrain the skeleton cavalrymen. Assassins, follow the Priests. Black Warriors, you are responsible for blocking the way. Let's move, for the glory of God. "
"For the glory of God!"
The Black Warriors' voice was slightly loud, and the skeleton cavalrymen wandering at the entrance of the village were suddenly alerted. Their eyes, burning with dark red flames, looked towards the forest and suddenly did something that surprised the Black Deacon.
The two skeleton cavalrymen actually spurred on their skeletal warhorses and fled into the village.
"Quick, the Necromancer is escaping!" The Black Deacon did not have time to give detailed instructions. Three Black Knights rushed out of the forest and chased after the Necromancer. If they killed the skeleton cavalrymen, the Necromancer would be hurt, and it would not be so easy for him to escape.
The eight Priests, surrounded by the Black Warriors, followed into the village. The Black Deacon walked at the back, feeling a trace of danger in his heart. But he could not call back his subordinates. The Necromancer could escape at any time. He gritted his teeth. What kind of tricks could a fourth-level Mage conjure up? The thirty-one of them could even kill a Magus of the sixth rank.
Thinking of this, the Black Deacon quickened his pace and followed.
The skeleton cavalrymen's speed was not fast because they were originally disguised as Bone Puppets. Wearing heavy armor would greatly affect the speed of the Bone Puppets, not to mention their combat ability.
The three Black Knights were getting closer and closer. Just as they were about to catch up, they suddenly saw three skeletal magic beasts lying in front of a wooden house.
The Black Knights stopped and hesitated. They were moving in the mountains and had abandoned their warhorses, so their combat ability had decreased. The three skeletal magic beasts were grotesque. It was unknown what kind of creature had evolved after dying. One of them had no limbs at all. It looked like a huge python, but on its huge skull, there were six shining white horns. They had never heard of a creature with so many horns.
"The Necromancer is in the wooden house, kill!" The Black Knight with the highest rank rushed towards a White Bone Demonic Beast. He chose the largest one. This White Bone Demonic Beast only had three legs, and its mouth was still spitting out black mist. The Black Knight activated the Charge skill. Holding a two-handed sword, his armor released a strong white light as he rushed towards the skeletal magic beast.
The other two Black Knights activated their skills and rushed towards the other two skeletal magic beasts. They could not care about the skeleton cavalrymen. The skeletal magic beasts might have skills from when they were alive. That was the most terrifying thing.
Anyway, the priest would arrive soon. The three Black Knights had the same thought at the same time.
The Black Knight's two-handed heavy sword clashed fiercely with the White Bone Demonic Beast. With a cracking sound, a huge crack appeared on the White Bone Demonic Beast's body.
The three Black Knights were stunned at the same time. Wasn't this skeletal demonic beast a little too weak?
Just as they were stunned, a black shadow flew down from above and swept past the throat of one of the Black Knights. The Black Knight's throat had a steel plate, but it did not stop the weapon. The Black Knight threw away his two-handed sword and desperately tried to press down on the wound. But the wound was inside the steel plate and he could not press it down no matter what.
Poof …
The skeletal magic beast took the opportunity to hit the Black Knight's chest with its horn. The armor on the chest immediately deflated, and the wound on the throat spewed blood even more rapidly.
Salin did not expect the people from the Inquisition to come in all at once instead of in batches. He did not have to use his plan, and Daniel did not have to take the risk to attract the enemy's reserve team.
At the two ends of the village, Salin and Rex each released a fluorescent spell. A large patch of fluorescent light flew into the air, illuminating the surroundings in green.
The Black Deacon's pupils constricted. There was an ambush! He abruptly turned around and saw a delicate little hand reaching out to touch the back of his waist.
The Black Deacon sensed death. He did not even release any divine spells. Instead, he released a mental shock, and a half magic stored in his robe was released at the same time.
The noble girl frowned. The mental shock hit her directly, and she was clearly not feeling well. But her hand was still pressed on the Black Deacon's robe.
There was a crisp sound — Pa!
Before the half magic was released, it was destroyed by the girl. The girl seemed to be in pain and did not continue attacking. She covered her head with both hands and jumped back, already out of the range of the divine spell.
The Black Deacon felt that he had walked around the edge of hell. That hand was too terrifying. His black robe was torn inch by inch. If he used divine spells, he would probably be dead.
A green light descended, and a girl in a colorful robe walked over. She looked at the Black Deacon with disdain in her eyes. "What? Do people from the Vatican also learn magic? "
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