Chapter 139 Threat
Chapter 139 Threat
"Whether you study or use necromancy, the end result will not be good." Nellie said coldly, "You have consumed so many innocent lives as the body, but in the end your wife is left in this state of neither human nor ghost. What's the point?"
Researching and learning necromancy requires the consumption of living lives as consumables, which is why this magic is expressly prohibited.
For someone like the [Musician], who used necromancy to create new life forms, a lot of lives would be consumed.
"The consumables I use are all from people who deserve to die. They are all sinful themselves. It is their honor to become the paving bricks for mankind to explore the unknown." The [Musician] said this while stroking Valissa's head.
"Hehe, whether those people should die or not is not something you should decide," said Nellie.
Under the teachings of the Church, she was extremely resistant to necromancy, and she thought that what the musician said was just sophistry.
Because the noise caused by the [Musician] stepping on Valissa's head was quite loud, Caesar could feel that someone was coming, probably someone from the Knights.
The magic power in his body surged slightly, and a magic incarnation condensed from his body.
He was going to give a brief explanation to the knights who had arrived.
The main reason is that we don't want a fight to break out here. There are many residents nearby, and if a fight really breaks out, the aftermath will probably kill many people.
The leader of the knights patrolling the streets nearby was someone Caesar knew, the Knight Danny. The knights who came were easily driven away by Caesar on the pretext that he was experimenting with magic. It was normal for a teacher like him who taught at Phoenix University of Magic to make some noise.
Phoenix University of Magic is the place where explosions occur most frequently in the entire capital. Most of the teachers there are like this, especially the mages in the shaping department.
It would be reasonable for Caesar, who teaches there, to make something similar.
The [Musician] also noticed the commotion outside and could understand Caesar's attitude.
No intention of starting a war with him here.
A very faint light flashed in Caesar's eyes, and for a moment, his eyes seemed to turn into golden vertical pupils, with the majesty of a dragon.
The [Musician] here is just a puppet, and he wants to follow the magic power of this puppet to find his true self.
“Lord Caesar, please don’t try.” The [Musician] raised his head, looked at Caesar and said, “I had already prepared this puppet to be consumed before I came. Now this puppet only contains some of my soul fragments. As for the connection between me and my original body, I have completely cut it off.”
Caesar frowned slightly; he was surprised by the caution of this musician.
Not everyone can endure the soul-tearing pain. It is probably hundreds of times greater than the pain a woman experiences during childbirth, and the pain that directly affects the soul is not reduced at all.
Moreover, after the soul is torn apart, it cannot be easily put back together like building blocks. This is a considerable trauma to the body.
There is still a way forward after reaching the legendary stage, but if the soul is damaged, the road will be blocked and no longer smooth.
His current posture was extremely strange, because Valissa's body was quite tall, over eight feet, and her head was also quite huge.
[Musician] This puppet was just over 1.8 meters tall, and looked like a sturdy man. He was kneeling on one knee, holding Valissa's head in one hand, and using the other hand to take off his black robe.
Valissa's body was quite large, so in order for the [Musician] to hold her head comfortably, she had to use her hands to support the ground.
As the black robe fell off, the whole body of the [Musician] emerged. It was a set of silver-white armor with mysterious inscriptions on it, full of streamlined charm.
But you can see at the joints that there is nothing inside the armor.
He used his free hand to grab his breastplate and rip it open, revealing the empty chest underneath.
"Valissa, please bear with it and come in first." He grabbed Valissa's slime hair roughly with one hand. The latter did not dare to resist at all and obediently let him grab her and stuff her into the armor.
Caesar did not stop him, but just watched him stuff Valisa roughly into his body.
Valissa's body was obviously several times larger than the puppet of the Musician, but she was forced in, filling the entire interior of the armor.
Valissa's body was very flexible. She was completely stuffed into the armor of the Musician. Then her head was moved to the chest of the Musician puppet. Her blurred facial features revealed a very uncomfortable expression.
But the [Musician] ignored him and roughly closed the breastplate, pressing Valissa's head back into it.
"Then I'll take my leave first." The [Musician] bowed to Caesar and wanted to leave.
But just as he was about to leave, Caesar spoke.
"Wait." Caesar didn't move. He just crossed his arms and looked at him.
really.
The [Musician] understood in his heart that it would be difficult for him to leave since he dared to appear in front of Lord Xize so brazenly as an incarnation.
But he won't surrender.
"Lord Caesar, are you still unwilling to let me go?" The [Musician] turned around and asked.
He had heard of Lord Xize's battle achievements. The fellow [Priest] fell into his hands and his whereabouts were unknown. He was probably burned to ashes by the scorching sun.
Although he did not have a good relationship with the [Priest], he still had some understanding of his strength.
He thought that he was much stronger than the [Priest], but he still couldn't kill the [Priest].
In a duel between legends, it would be difficult to leave one of them behind unless they were determined to fight to the death.
He believed that he could not kill the dragon of destruction and let the priest burn with a scorching sun, not to mention that the one here was just a puppet of his.
Although this puppet is one of his proudest works.
“What do you think?” Caesar’s feet left the ground, his whole body slightly suspended in the air, an invisible aura emanating from him.
There was a light shining on his body. It was the buff magic that Nellie had just cast on him, which added a bit of holiness to him.
"If you want to keep me here, that's fine. It's also fine to give this puppet to Lord Caesar, but can you let Valissa leave?" The [Musician] asked humbly.
"After all, this is in the capital, and there are many residents living around here. Although Her Highness Nellie and Lord Caesar will not be hurt, we should also think about Miss Bishe behind them, right?" The [Musician] said half-jokingly, "My real body is also in the capital now. If I don't bring Valissa back within the scheduled time, I can't guarantee what will happen then."
"I still have quite a few puppets, scattered all over the capital," he added.
"Are you threatening me?" Caesar narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at the [Musician] in front of him.
"I dare not, I dare not." The [Musician] waved his hands repeatedly.
This was a test for Caesar.
Whether Caesar can keep his puppet determines whether he is qualified to cooperate with him.
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