Immortality begins by swallowing the stars

Chapter 3 The Necromancer

pain……

Just as Lu Jing regained consciousness, he felt a sharp pain.

His chest felt as if a red-hot iron stick had been pierced into it, and his internal organs seemed to have been displaced.

"Damn it! What's wrong with that door!" After the pain subsided slightly, Lu Jing secretly cursed while breathing heavily.

The last time, the first time he came to the world of Panlong, his soul directly possessed a slave. Not only was he whipped and beaten every day, but he almost died from a suspected evil ritual in the end.

Lu Jing endured the huge pain and sat up. What he saw was a scorched earth with corpses everywhere.

"This is... the battlefield?"

Lu Jing suddenly pressed his temples uncomfortably. Countless memory fragments swarmed in, giving him the illusion of being burst.

Helm Town...Shaun...Kingdom of Hess...Holy Legion...Kingdom of Rune...Year 8743 of the Magnolia Calendar...

First-class fighter?
Lu Jing didn't bother to check the wound and looked happy.

God is so pitiful that Goldfinger finally showed mercy.

Lu Jing felt the muscles in his body that concealed majestic strength even if he was seriously injured. He clenched his fists, and there was a rattling sound between the joints.

"Even if I don't gain anything in the future, as long as the injury is healed, bringing all the power of this body back after my return can elevate me to the level of a warrior. Even a junior warrior is far superior to ordinary people, and I will no longer be indifferent when facing monsters. There is no way to fight back.”

Lu Jinglian lost his joy and shook his head slightly: "It's not enough. The conditions for opening the door next time will definitely be more difficult. I don't know how long we have to wait. We still have to try our best to make enough money this time."

It stands to reason that if you want to become stronger in the world of Panlong, the best way is to study in a warrior academy or a magic academy.

But let's not talk about the age of his body, and he doesn't have the talent.

The arrival mechanism of the mysterious gate follows the law of balance, and there is no way to make a big difference with a small one. What kind of strength and talent does he have in the main world of Devouring Starry Sky? The physical body that comes to the other world is also similar, and it will not exceed too much. The soul of the strong person he It cannot be replaced or digested.

He was lucky last time, even if the slave was an adult after all, it would be bad luck if it happened to a baby. When the baby grows up, his body in the main world of the starry sky will have rotted away and only the skeleton will be left.

The most important thing is time.

He could only get about ten hours at most in the main world of Devouring Starry Sky, which translates into thirty or forty days in the Coiling Dragon World. He only had more than a month to improve his strength, so there was no way to take the right path.

Lu Jing struggled to hold the blood-stained sword and stood up, looking at the rising sun in the distance, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Hey, ten years is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's the year 8743 of the Magnolia Calendar. I didn't expect that ten years have passed since the last time I came to the world of Panlong. Last time I was forced to return early, so I'll take revenge together this time! Cough, cough……"

Lu Jing smiled bitterly and covered the hideous wound on his chest. No wonder he could come to this body. The original body was indeed on the verge of death.

"This won't work. It will take a long time for the injury to heal naturally. During this period, you won't even have the ability to move at all..." Lu Jing frowned and felt hard in his heart. His thoughts went deep into the blood-red door deep in his soul.

Then an extremely pure and ecstatic power descended from the other side of the door. The terrifying wound on his chest was so ferocious that you could almost see that countless granules were slowly growing out of it, and they were squirming crazily.

……

In the main world of Devouring Starry Sky, in the darkness of Lu Jing's bedroom, Lu Jing was lying on the bed unconscious. His originally plump muscles began to atrophy, his chest collapsed, and his whole person seemed to be shrinking. In just an instant, he became He was reduced to skin and bones, his breath was weak, as if he was dying.

In the bedroom separated by a wall, Lu Shengnan, who was tossing and turning without sleep, suddenly froze.

"what sound?"

The girl's eyes widened. The strange noise that had just come from the bedroom next door was too short-lived and seemed to be a hallucination. She had an urge to go to the bedroom next door to see what was going on.

Then he remembered Lu Jing's solemn confession that unless it was an urgent matter, he was not allowed to break in and disturb him, which would cause him to go crazy.

Lu Shengnan bit his nails nervously: "Brother has collected a lot of books related to ancient martial arts before. Yes, he must be practicing some kind of martial arts. He will be fine."

Now, Lu Jing is not only one of her only two remaining close relatives, but also their sibling's big tree. Once it falls, it will be like the sky is falling for her.

……

Panlong World.

"It's really mysterious!" Lu Jing stroked the skin on his chest that was starting to scab.

That mysterious door not only allows his soul to come to another world and harvest the power gained in the other world, but can also reversely transmit the power possessed by the body in the main world of Devouring Starry Sky to the other world.

Anyway, he didn't plan to stay in the Panlong World for a long time this time. No matter how weak his body in the main world was, it was enough for him to last for ten hours. In essence, it was just a left hand over a right hand.

It's just that even though his body in the main world is about to be drained, his injuries are still not healed, and he can only be regarded as having basic mobility.

But he is not disappointed. This shows that the body of this first-level warrior is indeed much stronger than his own body. It is likely to be comparable to the official warriors of the Devouring Starry Sky World. The two may have different combat capabilities in different universes, but the level should be the same.

Lu Jing, who had regained his mobility, did not rush to leave the battlefield. Instead, he stood quietly in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, as if waiting for something.

Before he extracted his own power to treat his injuries, he saw a group of men and horses emerging from a distance. They emitted a bright white light under the reflection of the morning sun. He could tell at a glance that they belonged to his side of the Holy Legion of the Kingdom of Hess. armor.

The Kingdom of Hess belongs to the Holy Alliance. This battlefield is a large-scale battle between the Kingdom of Hess and the neighboring Kingdom of Rune, which belongs to the Dark Alliance. A first-level warrior like him can only be regarded as cannon fodder.According to the memory of the original person, after every battle, the victor would come to clean up the battlefield - killing enemy soldiers, collecting the belongings of the dead and wounded, recycling armor, etc.

The battle that injured the original body took place yesterday evening. It was already night after the battle, so the victorious Holy Legion of the Kingdom of Hess waited until early morning to clean up the battlefield.

"My lord, he is still alive!"

A group of soldiers surrounded the calm-looking Lu Jing, and a tall officer rode up to Lu Jing on horseback.

Lu Jing was shocked by the intimidating momentum. The officer responsible for cleaning the battlefield should be at least a sixth-level warrior.

After Lu Jing reported the name of his squadron, the officer glanced at Lu Jing up and down, with a trace of disdain and murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "There are no serious injuries, feigning death to avoid the battle is equivalent to a deserter! Take him away and let the military law team deal with him!" "

"Sir!" Lu Jing knelt down on one knee, raised his head and shouted loudly: "My subordinates have important news to report to the Governor!"

The tall officer sneered: "Want to see the Governor? Are you wishful thinking that a low-level soldier like you can meet the Lord Governor?"

The commander of the Holy Legion of the Kingdom of Hess is appointed by the king, and there are also governors who are dispatched by the Holy Alliance's Holy Capital in the north, which is the Holy See headquarters of King Finlay's capital.

In terms of power, the military governor representing the Holy See of Light has more power than the legion commander.

"The news I want to report concerns the Necromancer!"

Lu Jing didn't have the slightest fear and shouted out the secret that had been punched in his stomach countless times.

"What?!" A trace of surprise flashed in the tall officer's eyes, and he looked up and down at Lu Jing strangely, while the other soldiers looked at each other in confusion: "What is a necromancer..."

……

Half a month later, King Hess returned to Hess City.

Four knight guards escorted a carriage driving down Keyan Street.

Lu Jing looked at the street scene outside through the car window, not at all nervous about facing a big shot from the Holy See.

As he expected, after several rounds of investigations, the senior leaders of the Holy Legion sent him to the royal capital of Hess City, and the Lord Governor of the Holy Legion was also prepared to receive him.

There are three most special magics in the Magnolia plane, the "Great Prophecy" of the Pope of Light, the "Life Magic" of the High Priest of the Magnolia Empire, and the extremely rare "Undead Magic".

Even most people have never heard of necromancy, especially under the rule of the Holy Alliance. The Holy See's attitude towards necromancers is the same as it treats heretics - kill them all!
The biggest anomaly is that Lu Jing, the lowest-ranking soldier, can say that the Necromancer is the biggest anomaly.

As a legion actually controlled by the Holy See of Light, the Holy Legion naturally has an attitude of not letting go of the wrongdoers when it comes to matters related to undead magic. Anyway, if Lu Jing lies, he will not end well.

"As expected, it is indeed the second city of the Holy Alliance. This Hess City is indeed prosperous." A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Jing's mouth, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through time to an unknown place: "Even the riots in the Warcraft Mountains more than 1000 years later were... Instead of destroying the city, it made it more prosperous.”

Anyway, he can accept even returning to the main world now. The rest depends on whether he can win the bet. As long as his life is not in danger, Lu Jing can naturally stay calm.

It didn't take long for Lu Jing to be taken to the highest church in Hess City, which was also the official residence and residence of the Holy See of Light in the Kingdom of Hess.

"Lord Steller, the Overseer of the Holy Legion, wants to see you!"

Lu Jing, who was told that the warlord was going to summon him, frowned, "Steller..." This name sounded familiar.

In an empty hall, a young man of average height, but with short silver hair like a steel needle, cold eyes, and a thin body stood on the steps and looked down at Lu Jing who had just entered. His eyes stagnated slightly, and then he covered them. past.

Lu Jing looked up at the two people on the steps, especially the thin young man on the left, and suddenly came to his senses: "Stetler, that's right, it should be him, the special deacon of the Holy See of Light in the original work "Canglong". The peak powerhouse of the Holy Realm, he should be young now, but I didn’t expect that he is the overseer of the Holy Army of the Kingdom of Hess.”

The middle-aged man who looked like a lion standing next to Stetler shouted: "Are you the deserter Sean on the battlefield? You said that you had news about the necromancer. Lord Stetler personally summoned you. If you dare to lie, If you lie to me, your soul will suffer the cruelest torture forever!"

Lu Jing ignored the middle-aged man's threat, lowered his head and respectfully told the story he had made up long ago.

To be precise, it is a mixture of truth and falsehood.

He didn't make up the Necromancer. The last time he came to the world of Panlong, he possessed himself as a slave and was bought by a nobleman from Bloodland City in the Kingdom of Rune. There was indeed a Necromancer hidden in the manor of that nobleman. Master, the necromancer seemed to have suffered some kind of incurable injury and needed to absorb a large amount of souls, so the nobleman kept buying slaves to let the necromancer heal his injuries.

Lu Jing's first dragon journey was stopped early because of this undead magician.

Lu Jing's origin was made up by him as a slave who escaped by chance and came to the Kingdom of Hess to become a soldier.

This is not a lie. The slave part is the real experience of his body that came to the world of Panlong last time. The experiences of the two bodies have been merged. In short, Lu Jing is confident that the flaw will not be found out in a short time.

"Run Kingdom, Blood Orchid City?" The lion-like middle-aged man was a little hesitant. He glanced at Stroler, who was meditating, and said with some worry: "Sir, although Blood Orchid City is on the border of the Rune Kingdom, in the end, It is under the rule of the Dark Holy See, with the Dark Holy See's church and the Dark Knights stationed there. Now the two countries are at war, and the defenses are very tight. Even if the necromancer is found and killed, it may not be easy to escape."

The Holy See of Light is hostile to necromancers, but they are not madmen. The number of necromancers is rare, but they are not absent. The Dark Alliance has indeed sheltered several necromancers, and the Holy See of Light has not done anything to them.

Lu Jing naturally had anticipated the reaction of the Holy See, and continued to speak out his prepared remarks calmly.

"What? A person with a pure soul?!"

This time, not only did the lion-like middle-aged man look shocked, but even Stetler, who had been silent all this time, was a little moved.

(End of this chapter)