Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 356 Skeleton Mage
Baron Oran stared closely at the skeleton mage standing behind the undead, his eyes were full of anger. After all, it was the other party who caused the huge loss to Stone Wheel Town.

"Your Excellency Owen, can you fight against this skeleton mage alone?" Baron Oran's tone was much more polite because he realized that Owen was not easy. road.

"No problem." Owen nodded and said, although it was difficult to exert his full strength because he could not adapt to the new complex and changeable rules, but the diverse sources of strength allowed him to always find a suitable way, so he said confidently arrive.

"If that's the case, leave the stitch monster to me." Baron Oran took a deep breath and said when he saw the figure dragging a huge guillotine in the black smoke.

In order to conform to the human design, Owen began to cast spells, starting with the magic armor and body protection, and then the classic ex-you weapon.

The skeleton mage was born as an orthodox mage before his death. Even if he was transformed into an undead, he still retained considerable instincts. He started with mage armor, and then corroded the magic ball. The routine was similar to that of Owen.

The two sides came and went, and entered the trial stage. On the contrary, Baron Oran entered into a fierce hand-to-hand fight with the Stitch Monster. After all, the melee profession has never played falsely.

The suture monster is the backbone of the undead system. Although it is stitched from corpses and limbs, because all materials have been fully soaked in the power of death, it is not only tough enough, but also has great strength after stitching. It weighs more than 20 kilograms. The guillotine in the other party's hands has no weight at all, and it is wielded vigorously, like a branch in the hands of an urchin. Although it is disorderly, it is full of destructive power that cannot be ignored.

Facing the overpowering stitch monster, Baron Oran could only use his shield to deflect the opponent's attack, and he didn't dare to take it hard at all. Even so, the excellent shield began to become irregular under the continuous crit attacks. While his figure was wobbly, limited counterattacks could hardly cause enough damage. After all, to the undead, a mere fatal injury was nothing at all, not to mention that the stitch monster was a torn corpse.

Sensing that the situation of Baron Oran was not good, Owen shook his head, and resignedly stepped up.

The magic spells of the Hogwarts series are essentially the ability to mix magic power and spiritual power to distort reality, so the effects of many magic spells are unreasonable at all, such as space spells, repair spells, cleaning spells, and even have the ability to manipulate time. props.

Just because the destructive power is low but omnipotent enough, Owen has never given up on research in this area. Coupled with the growth of mind power and spirit, the most important thing is that the power space has given him the same ability to distort reality. To a certain extent, he can be Call it a reality bender, so once you get serious, you don't even need to pat your hands on any spells, any magic, and you can get what you want.

Of course, this kind of performance is a bit outrageous. In addition, he has only initially mastered this ability, so Owen only uses it as an auxiliary ability to lower the learning threshold, enhance the power of the skill, and achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two.

The original invisible armor body not only appears, but also presents a steel-like texture, except for your weapons, which are basically harmless spells, which are as powerful as laser guns. Even the Skeleton Mage used many methods, but none of them changed. A scumbag ending.

Owen, who was free, then used the Fuchsia on the Stitcher to help Baron Oran win.

Without the skeleton mage, the undead inevitably fell into chaos. Baron Oran took advantage of the victory to pursue and led his soldiers to wipe out all the undead, and set the village on fire to bring the battle to an end.

Because Owen contributed the most this time, he got half of all the [-] gold coins. The remaining people, as the main force, were warriors and foot knights, followed by rangers and the fewest thieves. Things were caught, this time it was a crime and meritorious service, and the money taken away was a fine.

"Dear spellcaster, I wonder if you lack a loyal servant." Putting away the poor three gold coins, the thief rolled his eyes, ran to Owen, and said after saluting decently.

"It's missing, and it's very suitable for you." Owen said with a smile. Now it's the thief's turn to have no idea. After all, he also knows that he is not a good person. Then the problem comes. What is the purpose of keeping him?
"Well, if there is a suitable one, I will definitely introduce it to you." After speaking, the thief turned around and ran away.

Owen just smiled at this, and then rejected the solicitation of Baron Oran.

After the opponent left, Owen returned to the undead village that had been turned into ruins, and stood in front of a well.

Just reaching out and grabbing, the wellhead and the surrounding land were separated from the ground, and they were suspended in the air without moving. This shows that Owen's mental power at this time is already quite powerful.

Leaving the wellhead aside, Owen looked down and found a secret room.

Too lazy to go down, the Transfiguration technique plus the force of thought, suddenly lifted the entire soil layer, revealing that although it is a skeleton, it can still be seen full of helplessness and fear.

"The puppet technique is good, and the spellcasting is also very standard. It's a pity that I met me." Owen squinted, staring at the other party and said.

The previous skeleton mage was transformed from an unlucky old wizard. The real skeleton mage has never shown up, and has been hiding in the secret room under the wellhead for research. It is a pity that he met Owen, and all methods were useless.

"Mogg, a member of the Imperial City Mage Group, has met Your Excellency." Mogg, the skeleton mage, still maintained his etiquette, even if he was facing an enemy.

"I remember that the imperial capital has fallen." Owen recalled the first time he entered the imperial capital, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, so he felt a little emotional.

"Yes, it has become the head of the demons, the church of flesh and blood, the paradise of death of the church of disaster." Mogg, the skeleton mage, said in a complicated tone after a moment of silence.

"Then you have fallen too." After Owen finished speaking, he looked at the village with only broken walls.

"Yes, I have fallen." Skeleton mage Mogg put his researched manuscripts and diaries in a box, and looked up to Owen.

"Kill me and take away my research. Knowledge is innocent." Skeleton mage Mogg didn't care about death, but it was a pity that his research had not been completed.

"You think too much. Although I'm not evil, I'm not a messenger of justice, so do it with me." Owen said indifferently.

If he had just time traveled, maybe Owen would have killed the other party, but now, he really doesn't care much about the crimes committed by the other party.

Even if the other party wiped out the entire village and killed many passing travelers, it has nothing to do with him.

There are no laws in this world, and there is no clear distinction between good and evil. There are wars between nobles and lords that last for hundreds of years, and various organizations fight each other. There are so many innocent deaths, he can't be pitiful at all.

Compared with good and evil, Owen is more concerned about whether the other party is useful to him, stay if it is useful, and kill him if it is not, it is so realistic.

The skeleton mage Mogg agreed, put on a robe that could block the sun, and followed Owen on the journey.

(End of this chapter)