Chapter 241 Forbidden Necromancy and Maps
When Baruch's consciousness returned again, the last scene he could recall was of a pack of wolves swarming up and almost drowning him.
At that moment, he seemed to hear Ryan's roar.
Subsequently, he fell completely unconscious.
Returning with the consciousness, there is also the pain and tingling feeling everywhere in the body.
But for Baruch, not only did he not hate this feeling of pain, he was even grateful.
Because pain can make him understand that he is still alive.
It was just the real existence of pain that made him unable to help but let out a few uncontrollable moans.
Then, Baruch heard an equally weak but excited voice, "He's awake! He's awake!"
The next moment, Baruch opened his eyes with difficulty.
In the tent, two "acquaintances" were looking at him with concerned eyes.
The expressions of both people were a little excited.
"Can you speak? How do you feel now?" After a moment, Gothe lowered his voice and asked.
“It’s not bad.” Baruch found that he was so weak now that it was extremely difficult to even say a word.
"Did you save me?" He could feel a remnant of vitality flowing through his body.
And this vitality of life obviously comes from the outside world.
"I am only temporarily maintaining your physical condition. The final recovery depends on your own strong vitality and the healing medicine provided by Gillette Snover." Gaode did not take credit for it.
Because this is also the case, the only thing he did was to cast [Temporary Borrowing Beauty] to inject a temporary vitality into Baruch who was already seriously injured and unconscious at the time, ensuring that before the temporary vitality dissipated, Baluch Gram will not die.
Baruch's ability to survive in the end mainly depended on his own strong physique and the healing medicine that Patriarch Snover applied externally to Baruch.
"Thank you," Baruch gradually regained some strength and spoke much more fluently than before: "How is the tribe?"
he asked.
As soon as he heard this, Gillette Snover, the leader of the Snover clan, suddenly turned red.
Gilead Snover felt sad for the tribe's heavy casualties, and was moved by Baruch.
With no relatives or reasons, he almost died for the Snover clan, but the first thing he did after he woke up was to care about his own tribe.
How can such sincere feelings not move people?
"The Snover clan's casualties this time exceeded the number of the entire tribe, and there are only a few reindeer left." Gillette Snover answered with difficulty.
“If you hadn’t killed the first wolf, the Golden Eyed Snow Wolf, and allowed the beast tide to disperse, I’m afraid the Snover clan would have been destroyed by this wave of beasts.”
Gaode was silent on the sidelines.
Originally, he was ready to run away, because he knew that with the scale of this wave of snow wolves, the Snover clan would definitely not be able to survive.
Who would have known that Baruch's divine weapon descended from the sky and actually emerged from the "Ten Thousand Arms" to kill the Golden Eyed Snow Wolf.
With the pack of wolves leaderless, the raging beasts quickly dispersed like birds and beasts, and then he chose to return.
At that time, Baruch was already seriously injured and dying after fighting for his life with the Golden-Eyed Snow Wolf.
If it weren’t for the ice-maned tiger guarding him, Baruch might not even be able to hold up Gaode’s ability to cast [Borrowing Beauty] to hang his life for him.
"Be careful and don't show off."
This is what Gothe said to Baruch when the two parted outside the Snover camp a week ago.
One word becomes a prophecy.
A week later, Baruch almost lost his life because of his "showing off".
“Thank you for your help.” Gillette Snover’s eyes were slightly red, and he thanked Baruch sincerely.
“This is what I should do.” Baruch said.
As he spoke, Baruch tried to get up with support from his hands.
But this movement immediately affected the muscles all over his body and caused severe pain, causing him to groan and collapse again.
This time, he realized that his physical condition was so bad that although he was awake, he could hardly move.
"You can't move yet. You need to take a good rest. With your injury, you will have to lie down for at least half a year before you can regain your basic mobility." Gillette Snover quickly stepped forward to help him. Put Baruch, and then warned.
When "Little Half Year" heard this, Baruch's expression changed drastically.
Gilead Snover thought that Baruch felt that this time was too long.
"This is a time based on your strong physique. In fact, based on your injuries at the time, if it were placed on other people, that person would have died long ago, and they would not be able to survive Gaode's spell to cast a spell on you, let alone Don’t say you survived.”
“Your abdomen has been penetrated by the golden-eyed snow wolf’s fangs, and even your internal organs were injured. After you killed the golden-eyed snow wolf and passed out, the containment was there. The snow wolf further aggravated your injury. If it weren't for your mount to protect you"
When Gillette Snover said this, Baruch suddenly reacted and found that he had been injured since he woke up. There was no sign of Ryan.
His heart sank slightly, "Where's Ryan?"
"Lian, Ryan!"
He called out Ryan's name anxiously, but received no response.
Seeing Baruch's reaction, Gothe felt his heart tightening, and told Baruch the news in a low voice: "Ryan died to protect you"
"How could it be possible? How could it be possible?" Baruch, who was not crushed by the severe pain all over his body, seemed to be crushed by the news at this moment, and instantly became lost.
He couldn't believe it, how could such a brave and fearless ice-maned tiger die?
Even before losing consciousness, the last sound he heard was Ryan's powerful roar.
"After you traded your injuries for your life and killed the golden-eyed snow wolf and completely passed out, those snow wolves pounced on you, wanting to kill you to avenge their leader. In order to protect you, Ryan fought against the wolves alone. But there are too many snow wolves, and it can’t take care of them at all.”
Gaode recalled the shocking scene he saw on the hillside, and his voice became much hoarse.
If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant, not to mention wolves?
If it hadn’t been for Ryan’s sacrifice at that time, Baruch would have been dismembered by those crazy snow wolves. I’m afraid even the bones would have been bitten to pieces and the marrow sucked out. It would have been impossible to be like now. I can still lie here and talk.
Ryan gave his own life in exchange for mine.
Facing the pack of wolves, Baruch did not change his color, and tears suddenly flowed down his face.
He cried silently, just crying, silently crying.
Gothe and Gillette Snover were both relatively speechless, not knowing what to say to comfort this tough man.
After a long time, Baruch wiped away his tears and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't lie down for half a year. I still have very important things to do now."
Gilead ·Snover's face changed and he said anxiously: "You must take a good rest to recuperate! What else is more important than your body?"
Baruch shook his head, sighed slightly, and then said slowly: "Actually, there is a hidden meaning in this beast tide, and it is not purely natural."
After hearing this, Gillette Snover said, His expression suddenly changed, "It's not natural. Is it man-made?"
Baruch frowned deeply, not knowing whether it was because of the constant pain in his body or something else, "Yes. There are indeed traces of human manipulation behind this snow wolf tide.”
“First of all, although it is normal for the beast tide to appear on the snowy plains, you should also know, clan leader. Within the area, the beast tide will not break out at the same time. "For example, if there are traces of the snow hyena beast tide in this area, the snow wolf beast tide will not appear. This kind of beast tide usually takes turns." .”
"But this time, during my exploration nearby, I found that almost all social predators showed signs of forming a beast tide."
"This is very unreasonable."
< br>"Also, the spirits of these predatory creatures have become extremely ferocious and almost impossible to appease. However, in a normal beast tide, the mood of the predatory creatures is actually mainly hunger, not ferocity."
< br>"These are not in line with the laws of nature, nor are they in line with the natural formation of beast tides." Baruch's brows were already frowning deeper at this time, and he said his conclusion: "Behind this, there is a proficient man. The mage who controls the beast."
Gilead Snover's heart moved, "Do you know who it is?"
Then, he suddenly realized: "The mage of the guardian of the snowfield has always been the best at controlling beasts on the snowfield. Could it be?"
Baruch nodded slightly, looking a little embarrassed, "Yes, this The man behind the scenes should be the mage of our snowfield guardian."
"What's the point of doing this? What's the benefit to him?" Gillette Snover clenched his fists and suppressed the pain in his heart. Emotion, asked again.
"In the past few years, there have been reports within the Snowfield Guardians that it seems that a member has secretly mastered the taboo necromancy spells. Perhaps this person is the purpose of promoting the beast tide." Baruch looked solemn.
“Forbidden Necromancy?!”
"Yes."
At this moment, even Gillette Snover's expression became serious.
Because this is a very serious matter.
Necromancy is one of the eight major schools of magic.
But among the eight schools of magic, necromancy has actually been at the bottom for a long time, and is considered the weakest school of magic.
But this is not because necromancy spells are ineffective.
Necromantic spells manipulate the energy of life and death, which can give creatures extra vitality, or draw life energy from others, create undead creatures, and even "resurrect" in an alternative way.
So, necromancy has always been the most mysterious and weird school of magic among the eight major schools of magic, and it should not be reduced to its current status.
The reason for this is very simple. The most powerful necromancy spells have been strictly prohibited and sealed.
Especially the use of necromancy to create undead creatures, such as [manipulation of dead bodies], etc., which are absolutely forbidden techniques.
Because, if you want to create undead creatures, you first need "fresh" dead bodies.
For this reason, there will definitely be people who take desperate measures to cause massacres and cause chaos.
Therefore, the high-level mages quickly reached a consensus to classify all necromancy spells with unstable factors as forbidden spells, and to treat the practice of forbidden spells as a serious crime.
According to Gaode's understanding, necromancy spells can actually be similar to the "magic skills" in Xianxia. There is no doubt that they are powerful, but too "brutal".
After banning the "brutal" part, it is equivalent to cutting off its arm, and naturally it becomes weaker.
"A long time ago, outside mages have been entering the North to practice forbidden necromancy. Unexpectedly, now even the people from the North have started to do so, and they are also from the Snowfield Guardian." Gillette Snover murmured.
In the outside world, once it is discovered that a mage masters taboo necromancy, official law enforcers will use their utmost strength to capture these mages.
But in the northern border, there is no so-called law enforcement organization, so naturally no one will come out to "meddle in other people's business", so there is no taboo in doing these things.
And in the north, tribes are destroyed every day. Even if a necromancer becomes ferocious and kills one or two tribes in order to practice forbidden arts, it will not cause any waves.
This has led to the fact that the North has always been regarded as a "holy land" by those necromancers who practice forbidden arts.
This is one of the reasons why people in the north are extremely repulsive to outsiders.
“I must take this news back and report it to the sect, so that the sect can take action and find out the mastermind as soon as possible. Otherwise, if it continues, I don’t know how many tribes will be implicated.” Baruch said extremely. Said seriously.
Gilead Snover naturally knew the seriousness of this matter, but he still shook his head and said: "It's not a question of whether I give in, but a question of whether you can do it now."
"Don't say you are a Muslim. It will be difficult for you to get up for at least a month. If you don't believe me, just try getting up again and see if you can succeed."
Baruch heard this , wanting to get up unconvinced.
But his body is like a piece of broken porcelain. Even if it has been mended and glued together, it cannot withstand the slightest bit of tossing and will disintegrate with a little force.
After trying three or four times without success, he finally gave up.
Is there really no other way?
Baruch felt deeply powerless.
Then, he turned his head and glanced at Gothe standing aside, and suddenly thought of the "character" shown by Gothe during the few days he spent with him, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, The light of hope suddenly lit up.
He is a member of the Natural Sect.
"Gothe." Baruch shouted.
"I'm here." Gothe thought that Baruch needed something, so he quickly stepped forward and responded.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
"Please ask me," Gothe reacted immediately, "Do you want me to help you bring this news back and report it to you? To the guardian of the snowfield?”
"Yes," Baruch nodded seriously and said, "I know this matter has nothing to do with you, but I really can't find anyone else to help me now."
The Snover clan has just encountered a tide of beasts. , the reindeer, which is the tribe's most important food source, are very few left, and it is difficult to survive this winter.
Under the pressure of being unable to protect himself, Baruch naturally had no way to ask others to help him with this matter.
It seems that only Gaode can help.
"Where is the headquarters of your sect? How far is it from here?" Gothe thought for a while and asked the key question.
"The Snowfield Guardian headquarters is far away from here, but our sect actually has a branch 400 kilometers away. You can just find this branch. As for the branch location." Now it was Baruch's turn to start to be in trouble, no. Know how to describe it.
This is a very real problem.
Gaode is a foreigner. Unlike him, he is not familiar with the northern border, let alone the guardian of the snowfield.
At such a long distance, in a snowfield without many buildings or people, it would be a fantasy to let Gothe find the branch with just a few words.
“Wait a minute.” Gillette Snover, who was on the side, also saw Baruch’s difficulty at this time.
He thought for a while, took out an animal skin from a box in the tent, and handed it to Baruch.
“The tribe is in a very bad situation right now, and there is a serious shortage of manpower. I really can’t leave and I can’t spare manpower. Otherwise, given your great kindness to the Snover clan, this matter should be left to us Snow. Please help.”
“Now, this is all I can provide.”
Gothe glanced at the animal skin subconsciously.
I saw that many complicated lines were carefully drawn with charcoal and paint, and there were also some special symbols and logos among them.
He was shocked and realized what this animal skin was:
It was exactly what he had been asking for, the map of the North drawn and plotted by the Snover clan!
(End of this chapter)