Physical torture is just superficial things, but mental torture is the real pain.

Painful torment that goes deep into the soul can break the mind, and that is from the inside to the inside, and of course, there may be another situation, which is to make the person reborn from the fire and become more indestructible.

The pain was tormented to the depths and seemed to have become numb to the senses, and Mo Ye stepped forward and stepped over the last step.

It was only a small step in a straight line of no more than thirty centimeters, but it was also a big step between life and death, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared when he stepped on the top floor of the magic tower in the ink night.

Those bloody battlefields, the miserable people, and the mourning all over the field are gone, as if they have never appeared, and the magic tower is quiet only the sound of the breathing of the ink night.

"Bang"

The stinging pain in his head didn't go away immediately, and Mo Ye fainted before he could see what the top floor looked like.

When the spiritual power was already suppressed, it had to withstand such a high level of pressure, and Mo Ye had also reached the limit of what he could bear.

If it weren't for the fact that I had experienced similar pain when absorbing negative spiritual energy many times before, it would have been some experience, otherwise I might have really collapsed.

When Xiao Qi and Banzhuan rushed to the top floor, they only saw Mo Ye who was sweating profusely and fainted at the entrance of the stairs with a pale face.

The brick kicked over the stairs and jumped over on his back legs, and flicked his tail beside Mo Ye, "Why didn't you suddenly faint without any signs?"

A blue light shot out of Xiao Qi's eyes and landed on Mo Ye's body, scanning it up and down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The master's body functions are normal, but the heart rate is slowed down and the breathing is long." The preliminary judgment is that the mental power fluctuates too violently, and the overdraft faints, which should be fine. ”

It's good that there is no danger to life, and the bricks don't bother anymore and simply lie down next to Mo Ye and sleep together.

Xiao Qi began to observe the top floor of the Mage Tower with great interest.

Mo Ye was dizzy for nearly three hours.

When Mo Ye woke up, he opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was neither Xiao Qi nor a brick, but a white and pure skull, and the blue soul fire in the hollow eye sockets of the skull was beating slightly.

Mo Ye suspected that he was hallucinating, and his gaze pulled down to see that it was a man wearing a suit and a bow tie. A skeleton wearing white gloves and shiny leather shoes.

Out of the defensive instinct of the battle mage, Mo Ye wanted to smash it with a healing light at the first time, but was cut off by Mo Ye a second before casting the spell.

Because Mo Ye heard the Skeleton Mr. speak a moment before the magic was cast.

"Awake?"

Moya has seen skeleton warriors. I've seen hellish bones, and even the extremely rare bone elves Mo Ye has dealt with, but no matter how ferocious their combat power is, they're just immortal killing machines, and Mo Ye has never seen a skeleton that can speak. It's still the standard Covenant lingua franca.

Mo Ye's expression was a little dumbfounded, this is not only unscientific, this is simply not magical!

The skeleton waited for a long time and didn't receive a response from Mo Ye, and Mr. Skeleton changed his language and stumbled to ask, "Drag Ta Lao Mu to death?"

Nani, what language is this?

Seeing that Mo Ye was still sluggish, the blue soul fire in Mr. Skeleton's eye sockets was beating like a blink, obviously misunderstanding that Mo Ye didn't understand.

Murya swore that although the skeleton didn't have any facial muscles to use, she could clearly see a look of confusion and distress on Mr. Skeleton's face.

“┈━═γθ?8”

“ㄓㄡㄘㄦㄜㄐ”

“”

"Akarahi"

After a long list of various unintelligible languages, Mo Ye's brain, which was originally a little sluggish and chaotic due to the overload of his mental core, finally regained his senses.

She thought she must be hallucinating, and she heard the skeleton speak Elven language. Although the pronunciation was a little strange, Mo Yelian guessed that this should be the elven language of the Luogar Continent.

In these years, there are dead people in the distant Star Alliance who can speak elven language, and the elven queen will definitely be moved to tears if she knows about it.

When the surprise is high to a certain extent, it calms down. After his death, his soul can fall on the earth across the starry sky, and a skeleton can speak a little elven language.

"Hello"

Since the other party can speak the lingua franca of the Star Alliance, Mo Ye thinks that it is better to use the lingua franca, and it is better not to use the awkward elven pronunciation, it doesn't matter if the voice is not allowed to lose face, it is not good to mishear any misunderstanding.

His elven language is only the level of half a pot of water. The elven language, which has a history of tens of thousands of years in the continent of Logar, has hundreds of branches and a huge vocabulary. It will make linguists kneel down and cry, it is too difficult to learn it completely, Mo Ye is just learning some common magic words, and it is better to communicate and talk.

Skeleton King stood up straight, with one hand behind his waist and the other on his chest, bowed slightly, "Hello, congratulations on achieving the test left by Lord Orosius."

This posture, this demeanor, Mo Ye thought that what he saw was not a skeleton but a noble butler, too stylish.

"Your Excellency may call me Orome, this is the name given to me by Lord Orosius, you can command me if you need anything, and I am ready to wait for your call"

"Lord Orosius, is he the owner of this tower?"

"Yes"

Mo Ye would not admit that when he heard the name of the master of the mage tower, he felt a sense of disappointment in his heart, although he knew that this must be the territory of an undead demon guide, but he still couldn't help but hold a little luck, thinking that maybe it was the unscrupulous master who was bored and tossed.

Skeletron continued, "Lord Orosius is the master of this tower, but he was destroyed a long time ago."

Annihilation?

Mo Ye had always thought that the owner of this mage tower had left here with the inhabitants of Neville City 10,000 years ago, wasn't that the case, he was already dead at that time, no, there are so many undead creatures here, even if they died, wouldn't they still stay here?

A ball of yarn wrapped around Mo Ye's mind. And why does the name Orosius feel so familiar, it sounds familiar, but I can't remember it for a while.

"Before the Lord is destroyed, I will hand over the tower to the management of the lower part for the time being. Waiting for the deceased, if the other party meets the requirements, he can inherit the will of the adult to accept this mage tower, and pass on what the adult has learned in his life."

Mo Ye was stunned, "Inheritance?"

"Yes, inherit the will of the Lord and Neville Cemetery"

Mo Ye blinked, stunned for a moment, the amount of information was a little messy, and he had to pick it up.

Co-author. It's a joke to toss such a big battle just to find an apprentice. It is almost impossible to meet all of these unreasonable requirements, and there are too many unexpected factors in Moye's final success, and it is difficult to find a second one.

"Lord Orosius, when is he. And why did it fall?"

"That was a long, long time ago"

Mo Ye ""Rub, this answer is really excellent.

"I put a lot of thought into building this cemetery, and as for what happened at the time, I never left here, so I don't know, so I'm sorry I can't help you more."

Mo Ye was noncommittal about accepting the inheritance, and instead asked, "Can I visit here?"

"Of course, you are free, you can summon me again if necessary"

Skeleton King stepped back, and Ink Night wandered around the top floor of the Mage Tower.

The top floor is huge. The magic laboratory is connected to the bedroom, where Orosius lived.

Clean and tidy, without a trace of dust. This place is completely different from the three floors downstairs, and it can be seen that Skeleton King is very serious about taking care of it.

The lab is locked, and I don't know if I can open it.

"Xiao Qi, what happened after I fainted?"

"Mr. Skeleton showed up and I hid with Brick, not noticing his ill intentions, and I had searched the top floor. Found this because the interference of unknown energy could not be opened"

Xiao Qi handed over an ancient book he found under the bedside pillow to Mo Ye.

Because ancient books have a magical protective layer, they have not been weathered and corroded by the passage of time. On the contrary, there is a hint of the heaviness of years of precipitation.

The surface of the ancient book is wrapped in animal skin, and ordinary people can't open it because of the magic ban, and Mo Ye tries to inject dark spiritual power.

The thick skin book was filled with a faint fluctuation of magical power.

Mo Ye knew that the ban had been lifted, and gently turned the pages of the book to find that it was a diary, the diary of Orosius.

"The Radiant Temple has launched another purge of necromancers, and those sanctimonious and despicable fellows are as if killing with light magic is much more noble than killing with necromancer."

"It's the one hundred and fifth day of my escape, and I've made further progress in my magical research by hiding in the dark mines, maybe the army of the undead can be built faster, and I'll make those people regret it."

"On the two hundred days of my escape, those guys who thought they were noble actually captured my only relative, oh, not a relative, the descendants who are related to me, my poor nephew's family, just a bunch of poor worms who haven't even learned first-level magic, henchmen, it's ridiculous I know they want to threaten me"

"On the 300th day of my escape, I fled from the northern border of the mainland to the southern prairie, this sunny place is no longer suitable for me, and the days when I once stepped on the lawn to chase the sun will no longer be there."

"I'm advanced again, and I'm sure to make them all tremble"

Seeing this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Mo Ye's mind, and he unhurriedly found a thick magic book 'Magic Chronicle' from the space ring

A quick flip through the pages of the book quickly found the paragraph she wanted to read, and sure enough

It was actually him, the most vicious, brutal and bloody in the Age of Radiance, which almost single-handedly shook the undead holy wizard of the Radiant Temple, Taigu Orosius Iverdi, a terrifying being whose name alone can make children pee directly.

According to the records of the magic calendar, the legendary necromancer was hunted down by the Temple of Radiance for hundreds of years, but to no avail, and in the end, no one knew his whereabouts.

Some say he was executed by the Radiant Temple, others say he went mad and died, and some scholars even question whether the necromancer really exists.

Now that Moye knew, the legendary mage really existed. (To be continued)

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