Necromancers Guide to Magic

Chapter 120 Spells and Pronunciation

Benjamin was choked by his mother and didn't know how to reply for a while.

Mrs. Ludwig touched Benjamin's floppy hair with her hand, and said softly, "One year will pass soon. When you grow up, you will find that time is really worthless and fleeting."

Benjamin nodded, but he agreed very much.

He spent hundreds of years in this journey.

When they returned to the manor, they saw Mr. Ludwig sitting leisurely on the sofa with a daily prophet in his hand.

"My dear, is there any important news today?" Mrs. Ludwig put down her bag and sat beside Mr. Ludwig.

"No. Everything seems calm. I have to say that this life is really much more leisurely." After closing the newspaper, Mr. Ludwig kissed the back of Mrs. Ludwig's hand.

Benjamin quickly went upstairs and went home in order not to continue to witness the love of his parents.

But when he opened the door and saw an undressed woman standing in front of him, Benjamin almost forgot that there was still a mysterious beauty in his room.

Benjamin hurriedly shut the door of the room, and then whispered to the woman:

"Didn't you tell you not to get out of the closet?" Benjamin pointed to the closet helplessly.

After hearing Benjamin's blaming, the woman immediately lowered her head, revealing an aggrieved appearance, but she felt that Benjamin was a little sorry.

"Well, as long as you don't go out by yourself. My father, he hasn't come to see it, right?"

After she shook her head, Benjamin let out a sigh of relief.

Of course, Benjamin keeps his eyes closed when he speaks (when necessary, try to hit her face as much as possible). Otherwise, looking straight at the girl's body like this will make him heat up involuntarily. .

What a strange reaction!

"By the way, how should I call you?"

After Benjamin asked, he thought he was really ridiculous. He knew that the other person was a dumb, so he would ask about it.

"Forget it, you don't know how to speak. If you feel cold, you can warm up in the quilt. I'm going to start the experiment now. Just don't make a frightened sound."

After Benjamin finished speaking, he opened the quilt to the woman and saw her shy face (the most terrifying thing is that this woman has a very enchanting appearance), and then lay in.

Benjamin saw her smooth back.

God, he has to calm down, he is just an eleven-year-old kid now, what he has to do now is to study necromantic magic.

Yes, he can't forget his goal and promote necromantic magic in this world.

After Benjamin calmed down, he took out a piece of white paper, and wrote a spell he couldn't be more familiar with.

This is the spell of the bone cage.

Benjamin stroked the letters with his white fingers, and he began to think about the laws of these magics.

He even found similar magic for comparison.

Time passed quickly, the woman on the bed had fallen asleep, but Benjamin was still straightening, sitting in a chair, studying and calculating.

When he changed the last anger from s to y, he found that the spell had no effect.

This is really a terrible discovery. If a foreigner with an accent is chanting a spell, then he is likely to use a magic he has never seen before, maybe it is still a black magic.

Look at the magic of summoning skeletons. If Benjamin chanted the spell in German, he was surprised to find that this magic turned into an ordinary vitality spell.

He would hear Pansy using this magic on his face every day, and he has never discovered the secret.

It's amazing.

However, the only determination of the combination of letters is the nature of magic.And what determines the strength of magic?

magic?

Benjamin doesn't even know if there is a way to measure magic power in this world, and whether there is a standard for dividing magic power.

What if you start with the spell itself?Would it be possible that the more a person understands this spell, the more powerful he will be when he uses this spell, and he can even innovate?

Benjamin was thinking about this question.

Of course, this world does not have a special subject of magic analysis, which really makes Benjamin regret.

The night has slowly infiltrated through the walls, and Benjamin's spirit has gradually dispersed.

Excessive mental exercise brought him unconsciousness. In the end, Benjamin fell asleep on the table.

The woman on the bed pulled the quilt and turned over.

Benjamin was dreaming again.

But this time he turned out to be back to his original world.

Of course his body has recovered, and he is now standing in front of a wooden door.

There is an iron pull ring on the wooden door, and no one knows what is hidden behind the door.

Benjamin was a little curious. He looked around and saw the endless black forest with floating ghosts.

He knows this place.

A place where the legend of the bard and the glorious deeds of the mercenary group exist.

It is called the sea of ​​curses.

In fact, this place is not an ocean at all, it is just a forest.

The difference between it and the general forest is probably the dead creatures that can be seen everywhere.

According to legend, in the depths of the cursed sea, there lived a group of elderly necromancers, each of whom was at the level of a senior magician.

It's just that even the top mercenary group dare not enter the depths of the cursed sea.

Benjamin was longing for this place at the time. He even went there to explore the secrets after Carter City was completely reduced to the city of the dead.

It's just that before the whole plan started, he had already died in the hands of the church first.

It's just that he is surrounded by the most ordinary ghosts, and Benjamin thinks that he should be just outside the cursed sea.

As soon as he looked up, he could even see a little bit of sunlight coming out of the dense foliage.

"So, I should still open the door and have a look. Anyway, this is a dream, and I won't die."

After Benjamin figured it out, he finally took a step forward and pushed the door open.

When he smelled the pungent smell coming from inside, Benjamin immediately covered his nose with his hands.

This is the smell of someone refining dead creatures.

Benjamin glanced at the room, but no one saw it.

Benjamin asked a few times whether anyone was there, and no one answered him.

But at this time, the ghosts who had been blind to him all came around...