Realistic Game

  Chapter 197 The Marquis of Morse!

  Undead Trailblazer (only):

  Level: Professional level

Features:

  1. It can improve the tolerance to death by 30%, including but not limited to physical strength.

  2, the cohesion of the dead spirits controlled by the undead has been increased by 5%.

Introduction: The unique title awarded to the creator of the Necromancer profession. You are facing the erosion of death again and again and successfully survived. Congratulations on your still alive, death tolerance increased by 30%, and again and again One-time control of dead air becomes more sensitive and rich in experience, which can comb the dead air on the undead and make its skin firmer.

  Geng Tao and Zhao Hua looked at the title introduction, laughed again, and then slowly stopped after a long time.

   "We finally succeeded."

   Zhao Hua also had an uncontrollable smile on his face, but he still shook his head.

"It's still early. The spirit of the undead can be controlled if I can penetrate it, and I can also control others. If I encounter another one that can withstand the erosion of death, I don't need to hit it. My undead is controlled by others. .

  So at least you have to develop a way to lock, your undead can only be controlled by yourself.

  How to create professional and even elite-level undead? How to refine lifelessness? How to make it?

  There are many problems. "

  Geng Tao didn't care at all.

   "At least now it is a leap from scratch. The profession has been created. Are you afraid that it will not be perfect?"

  Hearing what Zhao Hua thought of, he was slightly stagnant.

  "To announce the mage thoroughly, so that everyone can change jobs. I feel that now I can understand Mo Lan's plan and mood better, and I have a deep understanding."

  Geng Tao was taken aback, nodded, and then slowly uttered his voice after groaning for a long time.

  "Leave the transfer method of the Necromancer to the Mage Association.

  As long as you use points, you can redeem it, but only for personal research and job transfer. "

"you sure?"

  Zhao Hua raised his eyebrows and looked at him slightly surprised.

  "Let’s do it, it happens to earn some points, didn’t Mo Lan say that he can redeem the Mage Tower?

  If the casting technology of the mage tower can be exchanged, wouldn't I just build one hundred and eighty mage towers? "

"good."

  At this time, Geng Tao saw the black coffin behind Zhao Huan and said after thinking about it.

  "This black coffin should be made smaller and stronger. It is now too big and weird, and it is inconvenient to move.

  The best thing is to wait for the height of the person, reduce the proportions, and then use some steel to reinforce it. Well, make some steel bumps on the corners.

  When you transfer to a Necromancer, you can work as a fighter part-time. If you run out of life and the dead are all dead, you can also pick up a small coffin and smash people.

  Well, that’s it, if only the dead energy can be stored in the body, or in other smaller media.

  After all, the coffin is too big to be carried. If it is stolen or broken, it will be troublesome. "

  "Our mental resistance can be solved by meditation and can be improved, but the physical resistance cannot be improved.

   And the resistance is not mentioned, let alone the storage of dead energy, even if it is just encountering dead energy, it will be corrupted. If you don’t die, you will become inhuman, ghost or ghost, and it won’t work. "

  Zhao Hua was a little confused after speaking.

  "And part-time warrior. Why not part-time mage, who happen to be players with the main mental power, learn more life-saving spells, learn more state spells, is it not good to add status to the undead when fighting?"

   "You mage can't even carry the coffin, what do you want you to do?"

  "I can let the coffin float, I can still sit on the coffin, and if there are special requirements, I can also lie on the coffin."

  The two people stared at each other, and suddenly they quarreled.

  After a fierce quarrel, the two hummed each other.

   "Huh, I'll be a part-time mage, just wait and see."

   "Hmph, just wait and see, I will work part-time as a mage and warrior, see who is good."

   "Come on. Wait, what did you say?"

  Zhao Hua suddenly looked at Geng Tao, with a hint of suspicion in his tone.

  "I am a part-time wizard and soldier, is there any problem?"

   "But you just."

   "I'm not stupid, what can I do with just one?

  No, no, is there really someone who would choose only one? "

  Zhao Hua was expressionless, a fireball condensed in his hand, pinched it in his hand, and raised it to shout to Geng Tao’s face!

   "Destroy, Asi!"

  After the many guilds and players in Red Maple City, far away in the royal capital on the other side of the mountain range, three men of the wind and dust entered the palace, the huge castle stretching from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.

  The three people came directly to the core study of this huge castle and met the most noble person in the entire kingdom.

  After three detailed reports, the Marquis of Morse nodded silently behind the desk.

  "Only the second son of the Karen family died. Was the Sato family only captured?

  That’s okay, spread the matter out, I want all the nobles to know that the second son of the Karen family died in the hands of the projector Earl Jingshui. "

"Yes."

  The Marquis of Morse asked again.

   "How about the transfer of the mage?"

  "Report to your lord, this is how to change jobs."

  One person handed a piece of paper up, and the Marquis of Morse took a look, and then handed it to the entourage beside him.

  The entourage left, and soon after, when he came back again, there was an ecstatic young man behind him.

  The young man knelt down as soon as he walked into the study.

   "Thank you, Lord Marquis, I have successfully transferred my job. Now I have three spell positions, and I feel stronger than ever."

   "Three spell slots, second ring mage? Okay, go directly to the martial arts field!"

  The Marquis of Morse immediately walked towards the martial arts field, and when he arrived at the martial arts field, he again passed a note to the mage who had just transferred.

   "There is a spell on it, learn him."

"Yes."

  The mage took a look at the note with confidence, but when he saw what was written on it, his whole person was dumbfounded. There were strange numbers written on it, and he couldn't understand anything.

   There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, but he still couldn't understand, and at last he could only show a reluctant smile.

  "My lord, I don’t know what this is. Can I release the spell I know?

  I can fireball. "

  The Marquis of Morse took the note and took a look at ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but did not understand it, frowned slightly, and nodded.

"Can."

   "Huh."

  The mage breathed a sigh of relief, and began to memorize the familiar and well-known fireball spell model, and after a lot of effort, he remembered it successfully.

   At the wooden people, stones, and iron blocks who visited together on the martial arts field, the mage took a deep breath and cast a spell.

  Fireball!

  Unprecedented feelings filled his mind. A fireball quickly formed, fell on the stone, and the explosive power splashed onto the wooden figure and iron block nearby.

  Boom!

   There was a loud bang, and no matter who was looking as usual, he didn't move slightly until the mage released the second and third fireball spells in succession.

  The Marquis of Morse nodded, turned and left, leaving only a few faint words.

  "Call all painters, transfer to mage, and study the ability to change the terrain at will and cracking methods!"

"Yes!"

  (End of this chapter)