Chapter 164 Smoky Girl
Necromancers are not exclusive to humans. There are actually many monsters who specialize in soul magic.

However, apart from demons, most monsters also need to go through the process of death infection before they can gain the ability of clairvoyance.

The lich itself is not an orthodox undead. Those beings that have been eroded by the death energy and have suffered irreversible damage to their bodies have the opportunity to transform themselves into a lich with the help of a transformation ritual.

There are not only skeletons and ghosts in the Courtyard of the Dead. There are also some demons equivalent to necromancers, as well as various creatures that have been transformed into liches.

With the light shining, Mu Hua was riding on a warhorse, collecting skeleton remains in a field of scattered bones.

Mu Hua vaguely realized that he seemed to be disliked...

Whenever he greeted the adventurers he met, they would often turn around and walk away.

Bones, teeth, various low-level curses, ashes, soul fragments, etc. The skeleton undead are still as poor.

Twenty or thirty corpse-hunting dogs not only gave him seven bite skill stones, but also five physical crystals.

But there were hundreds of corpses of skeleton warriors and skeleton guards on the ground, and only six Hundred Refining Secret Stones and twenty-one Physical Crystals were produced.

There is gain and loss, and Mu Hua was mentally prepared.

Neither of the two liches left any corpses. These guys were much more cunning than normal undead. In addition to their staffs and robes, the two liches actually left seven demon gold coins for Mu Hua.

This was the first time that Mu Hua saw monsters directly drop demon gold coins. These demon gold coins were probably the sacrifices they made during projection, a relatively pure act of using money to buy lives.

Smelting magic stone.

Undead Bone Shield skill stone*1, Corpse Explosion skill stone*1, Hundred Refinements Secret Stone*3, and scattered soul dust.

"Dog." Mu Hua called, and Zhou Yi ran to Mu Hua.

The bone shield skill stone was placed on Monday's body. The dog was stunned, then he burst into praises and went to clean up the battlefield with his tail wagging.

Corpse explosion requires a mental attribute of 300. I can’t learn it for now, and I don’t want to use it even if I learn it, so I’ll just save it.

The nine Hundred Refined Secret Stones can now only upgrade the improper fireball technique by one level, LV45, releasing forty-five fireballs at a time. Mu Hua has completely lost interest in the magic grenades, his fireballs are more powerful.

The staff doesn't have a complete magic core embedded in it, so ignore it. It's not as good as his soul-devouring staff.

He picked up a ghost fog robe to replace his cloth robe and disable the robe's function of gathering death energy. Mu Hua mainly paid attention to the style of the robe.

Well, this robe is not what the liches wear. The two robes they wear are full of holes and are useless.

The battlefield was cleared out like plucking feathers from a passing goose, and not a single fresh bone was left in the gathering place of the undead.

With their war horses galloping, Mu Hua led his troops along the basin beach towards the burial ground in the north.

The Dead Sea Basin? It was not enough for him to spend time there. Mu Hua felt it was a waste of time to stop and collect scattered low-level skeletons.

It was a chaotic journey, and we occasionally met some adventurers, all of whom cursed at us.

There's nothing wrong with the boss, but a boss who detained a team of terror riders and didn't hide his magic pattern? Ugh!
It's not without reason that high-level necromancers are hated by people, because they often lead some undead creatures that humans and animals cannot approach.

Nowadays, adventurers who see Mu Hua usually do not regard this team of Terror Riders as Mu Hua's summoned beasts. People just think that Mu Hua has detained a group of Terror Riders.

Compared to the fear pattern, they were more worried that Mu Hua would let these fear riders escape from their detention without checking. What if this thing turned against them and accidentally injured friendly forces?
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A burial place, in the distant past, I don’t know what kind of turmoil this land has experienced. The flat plain is as endless as a calm ocean.

There are no mountains, no low hills, and not even a mound of earth higher than two meters can be seen within sight.

It was almost eerily flat, with gray weeds and stunted trees all over the field.

The breeze blew, and the swaying weeds were like waves on the sea, spreading endlessly until the end of the horizon as far as the eye could see.

Withered weeds, gray ghosts, and white bones form the main theme of this vast land.

Looking into the distance, on the land without any cover, there are plots of land filled with skeletons and the souls of the dead. Noise and silence, contradictory feelings fill this land of the dead.

When he stepped onto the burial ground, the excessive number of Terror Knights obscured Mu Hua's human aura. The unorganized wandering undead would not even actively attack Mu Hua.

The difference in rank allows the Terror Knight to maximize its ability to deliver lethal blows.

As they rode, the terrifying riders wielding heavy swords and lances crushed groups of dead bones.

50, 70, 60... As the ashes came in one by one, Mu Hua was not in a hurry to provoke those large gathering places of the undead. With the help of the high mobility of the Purgatory Warhorse, Mu Hua frantically wreaked havoc on the low-level undead on this vast land.

As long as there are enough of them, low-level monsters are really good things to Mu Hua. They often leave some corpses. In addition to ashes, they can also melt out philosopher's stones.

As for the more powerful undead, they were usually projections. Especially when they reached the level of Black-Armored Skeleton General or above, there might not be one real body among a hundred or eighty of them.

"Bang! Bang!" The crisp sound of thunder.

Mu Hua looked in surprise at the scene of chaos in front of him.

There were floating booby traps in the sky that looked like balls of lightning. On the ground, a large group of constructed undead were fighting with an army of undead led by a monster.

Skeletons, bone fangs, multi-armed deformed slaughter puppets, and Mu Hua even saw two giant centipede-like death sickles.

Thousands of undead were fighting in one place, and those constructed undead, who were not at a disadvantage in terms of individual numbers, seemed to be all controlled by a human girl.

A petite goth girl with short leather boots, a gothic bubble skirt and smoky makeup stands on the skull of a centipede sickle.

After his spiritual attributes were enhanced, Mu Hua became more sensitive to souls.

The girl in front of him was not an old monster who had drunk preservatives. The fluctuations emanating from her soul proved that she was indeed a young human girl.

"Get out of here! Hellhound, this is my hunting ground!" A huge roar resounded through the wilderness.

The monster, which looked like a bean worm with half of its body raised, was fat, bloated, and huge. Its size was comparable to that of Tabitha's muscle car. It roared at Monday.

Well, Mu Hua is a little inconspicuous among the Terror Knights. The monster probably mistook Monday for the ruler of the Terror Knights.

"Roar!" The breath was like a pillar of fire that rushed out dozens of meters away, igniting the undead along the way. Zhou Yi glared at the monster hundreds of meters away.

"You don't look delicious, you lowly reptile, but your skin might make a good sleeping bag," Monday roared in response.

"Buzz~" Dozens of bone teeth shot towards the plasma ball in the sky like bullets from a shotgun.

The bone teeth drilled into the plasma ball, like touching a switch for an explosion.

"Bilibala, bilibala~~" Dense lightning formed a lightning net in the sky.

Bone Fangs, as the level of training increases, can shoot out multiple bone fangs when casting spells, which are very pure physical damage, but the number of bone fangs generated can be increased by two per level.

The fangs formed by death and magic power are fragile and easy to disperse. The simple physical damage effect and the attack power that is simply linked to the strength of the soul all lead to the fact that the attack strength of this magic is bound to be not very high.

However, this magic consumes little mana and is very useful in clearing out mobs and removing magic traps.

Mu Hua did not deliberately improve the level of this magic.

The reason why he raised his hand and got a piece of bone tooth at this moment was entirely due to the training level of multiple bone tooth skill stones piled up. Mu Hua really got a lot of bone tooth skill stones from the undead.

The detonated plasma ball in the sky is the trap magic called floating booby trap. These floating booby traps have largely blocked the air within the range of the chaos.

"Do you need help?" Mu Hua rode out and asked from a distance the girl on the centipede death sickle whose expression could not be seen clearly.

Mu Hua has good eyesight, but he really can't see the girl's expression clearly. Her smoky makeup is too heavy, so there's no way to know whether she is crying or laughing.

"Are you here to arrest me?" the girl asked in a determined voice.

"Hey, girl, this is probably the first time we meet. I don't have any special hobbies. How about I leave?" Mu Hua was stunned and raised his adventurer bracelet.

At this time, the monster on the opposite side of the battlefield also saw Mu Hua.

"Haha~! A human, stupid hellhound, you are actually being enslaved by a human?"

"Haha, obey me! I will help you kill this human!" The monster laughed loudly, and as he spoke, a magic circle enveloped a group of terrifying knights.

"Disperse! Undead detention!" the monster roared excitedly.

"..." The warhorse pawed its hooves.

“…”Mu Hua was silent.

"Uh..." The monster was stunned, and the dark round eyes on his face seemed to widen a little.

(End of this chapter)