Chapter 13 Necromancer ()

General Kate said as he stood up and bowed deeply to the little Duke Leiming. Then he turned around and walked towards the door.

As soon as he walked to the door, General Kate seemed to hesitate for a moment and turned around to say something to the little Duke of Thunder, but he never said it.

Noting General Kate's performance, the little Duke of Thunder, played by Yi Wufeng, said: "What else does General Kate have to say, but it's okay to say it."

General Kate stared at Yi Wufeng's eyes for a long time, and finally sighed in a low voice as if he had made up some determination, and then said, "Little Duke Lei Ming, first of all, I don't know if the little Duke Lei Ming who is talking to me is still the one who did everything evil in my military camp. After all, some things cannot be interfered with with my current identity, status and strength; not to mention, for the dozens of soldiers in the main tent of our military camp who are responsible for taking care of the safety of Little Duke Lei Ming, I should not choose to interfere with this matter. But... are you really ready?"

After General Kate finished speaking, he sighed again, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Now only Yi Wufeng is left in the tent. General Kate's words just now can be said to have deeply penetrated Yi Wufeng's heart. Yes, am I ready? Yi Wufeng asked himself in his heart. But could this matter be his choice?

Listening to General Kate's words just now, he seemed to have decided, and he did not regard Yi Wufeng in front of him as the stubborn little thunder duke in the past. Yi Wufeng frowned and looked up at the burning and shaking oil lamp in the camp, thinking about it. Three days ago, when he had just arrived at this Canglan Continent, he had no choice, because there were not many bodies for him to choose from. After all, most of the corpses left by the war had been eaten by those hateful corpse-eating vultures.

As a result of the devil, Yi Wufeng had no choice but to choose such a sensitive identity.

"But, are you really ready?"

General Kate's voice sounded in Yi Wufeng's mind again. Yi Wufeng touched his head in pain and sighed to himself: "Forget it, don't care. Take one step at a time."

"Oh? Take one step at a time? Haha, for the past decade, I have been watching the original Little Duke Leiming grow. Do you think with your current state and current strength! If you return to the capital of the Flame City, will others believe that you are still the original Little Duke Leiming?" It was very inappropriate. The sound that had appeared in Yi Wufeng's mind on the night three days ago sounded again.

"So you're still here." Yi Wufeng did not panic at all because of the sudden appearance of this voice. After all, it has been three days since the last conversation. In Yi Wufeng's opinion, if the speaker wants to expose himself, he may have been tied up and locked up in prison during the three days of unconsciousness. What made Yi Wufeng even more concerned was that the speaker seemed to know Yi Wufeng's current situation very well, and some problems that Yi Wufeng urgently needed to solve needed this person to answer.

"Haha, why can't I be here? No one will take me away." A slightly hoarse voice replied.

Hearing the answer from this voice, Yi Wufeng frowned slightly and continued to ask: "Take it away? What does it mean?"

He replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "Didn't I tell you? I am the same form of existence as you, only the existence of the soul, but the soul cannot exist in this world for too long. So my soul is now just a thing that is hosted by you."

"House in something?" Yi Wufeng repeated the hoarse voice in a low voice, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He immediately stood up and walked towards his bed.

On the side of the pillow of the bed, Yi Wufeng turned out something, something similar to the Buddhist beads that Yi Wufeng saw in his previous life. When Yi Wufeng had just arrived on the little Duke Lei Ming, he just felt that there seemed to be a strong spirituality in such a thing, so he simply put it away.

"Is this the case?" Yi Wufeng asked staring at the little black bead in his hand.

"Haha, it seems that your soul sensing ability is very strong. It is worthy of being the first person I have ever met in ten thousand years to hear me speak with my strong mental power." A hoarse voice replied.

"Okay, OK!" Yi Wufeng interrupted the hoarse voice intently or unintentionally and continued: "Let me tell you what your name is first? Why does it exist in this bead?"

The hoarse voice was silent for a while, as if it was thinking. Just when Yi Wufeng couldn't wait to ask again, the voice finally spoke again: "My name is Gandalf!"

"Gandalff?" Yi Wufeng asked in surprise, and the surprise that came out of his words almost made him scream: Are you the most powerful holy wizard in the legend Gandalf?"

"Yes, my name is Gandalf, what? Have you heard of me?" I noticed the tone of Yi Wufeng's speech, and the voice named Gandalf asked.

"I've heard of it, how could I never have heard of it!" Yi Wufeng said, thinking to himself: How could I never have heard of it? This is my most popular character in the movie I like most in that world. By the way, should I ask him if he has ever seen a Lord of the Ring that can make people infinitely powerful?"

Hearing Yi Wufeng's answer, Gandalf seemed to be very happy and said, "Hehe, I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, my name will still spread across this Canglan Continent."

Obviously, Yi Wufeng's unintentional flattery made Gandalf, who was placed in this bead, very helpful.

Yi Wufeng calmed down, put aside the impossible guesses in his heart, and continued to ask: "Last time you said that I was in a coma because of excessive mental power consumption. What does it mean?"

However, this time Gandalf did not directly answer Yi Wufeng, but asked in surprise: "Do you really don't understand? Or are you deliberately testing me? As a necromancer with such strong mental power, how could he not know that excessive mental power consumption will lead to a person's coma!"

"Neutenant Master?" Yi Wufeng was once again confused by what Gandalf said. He couldn't help but grab his head and continued to ask, "How can I act like the so-called Necromancer you mentioned?"

"Hmph!" Gandalf did not answer Yi Wufeng's question, but snorted coldly.

After a while, Yi Wufeng saw that Gandalf in the legend still had no intention of speaking, so he continued to ask: "Hey, at such a young age, don't be such a little temper that only children and girls can play with each other, okay? I really don't understand!"

"Girl? How come I look like a girl?" This time, Gandalf seemed very angry when he heard Yi Wufeng's question. Yi Wufeng could even imagine that if this old Gandalf's soul had not been in this black bead, he would have jumped out and pinched his neck long ago?

So Yi Wufeng said helplessly: "Okay, okay, isn't it just a joke? Is it necessary to react so strongly? Tell me quickly, where do I look like that necromancer? And, what's going on with that mental power consumption?"

"You really don't understand?" Gandalf's tone revealed a strong dissatisfaction.

"I really don't understand."
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