"Do you know him?"
As he approached Nadia, Jenn stared at the mage and asked.
He wasn't surprised that Nadia knew someone here. The Temple of the True Eye was in Carkhalan, where Nadia was born, raised, and trained.
Therefore, it was normal for her to have acquaintances here.
Not to mention, this was the reason why Jenn chose Carkhalan as the location for his experiment.
However, as a holy knight, it was rather comical for Nadia to know a necromancer. The corners of Jenn's lips curled up slightly as he resisted the urge to laugh out loud.
However, he could see the shock and wavering in Nadia's heart at this moment.
"Yes, Loki is my junior in the College of Gods. He's a promising reserve priest …"
Nadia looked at the black robe worn by the moving skeleton and hesitated for a moment.
"I was."
"I'm glad that you still remember me, Big Sister Nadia."
Upon hearing Nadia's words, the necromancer let out a creepy laughter. The hissing sound echoed in the cold wind like a venomous snake sticking out its tongue.
"Ah … I still remember the scene when we studied together in the College of Gods. Big Sister Nadia, you were the favored one.
Almost all the teachers were full of praises for you. In every battle and every trial, you were always the one standing at the front and enjoying the glory of victory.
Back then, everyone thought that you would eventually become a glorious holy knight … And in fact, you did. "
The necromancer named Loki spread his arms apart and a hint of mockery appeared in his scarlet eyes.
"Ah, but so what?
Look at you now. You're no different from those adventurers who sell their strength in the tavern for a living. Oh?
Or perhaps you're even more depraved than them to mingle with a group of rioters.
Big Sister Nadia, do you really know what you're doing?
Tsk tsk tsk. Teacher will definitely be sad to see you like this. "
"No matter what, I can't compare to you who has fallen into a necromancer, Loki."
In the face of her former friend's sarcasm, Nadia's tone became much colder.
"I'm surprised that you've fallen so thoroughly. I don't know what you've encountered to become like this, but since you've fallen into my hands, I can't let you go."
"You sound like you'll let the other Necromancers go if you catch them. Big Sister Nadia, you're really good at joking."
The Necromancer let out a cold laugh.
"This is also what I wanted to say to you, Sister Nadia. I really didn't expect to meet you here.
I will never let you go. Coincidentally, as a Necromancer, I have been looking for a suitable guard.
It's just that I don't like those idiotic warriors.
But you're different, Big Sister Nadia. I'll turn you into a Black Knight. At that time, I'll have a powerful and loyal guard … Don't worry, Big Sister Nadia. This is different from when you were a Holy Knight.
You see, you are loyal to God, and God has given you power.
If you don't, God will take back your power.
But I am different. I will bestow upon you extraordinary power. This is eternal! "
The Necromancer clutched the white bone staff in his hand and let out a chuckle. The negative flames in his eye sockets flickered and exploded in excitement.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to get my hands on Big Sister Nadia … What a pity. If I wasn't a Necromancer, perhaps there would be more fun …"
"You …!"
Nadia gripped the sword in her hand tightly when she heard the vulgar words. However, before she could make a move, another voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Don't worry. I guarantee that no matter if you're a Necromancer or not, there won't be more fun."
Who's that?!
Upon hearing this voice, the Necromancer and Nadia turned to the source of the voice in astonishment. They realized that Zayen had unknowingly appeared behind the Necromancer. Almost as soon as the Necromancer spoke, Zayen brandished his sword and swept across the Necromancer in front of him.
"No!!!"
The Necromancer let out a shriek. He couldn't figure out how someone could get so close to him without him noticing.
According to his observations, there were only a group of ordinary militias here. As for the Half-Elf who was dressed up as a Ranger, the Necromancer didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
Due to this reason, the only threat to the Necromancer was Nadia.
But even so, he didn't expect the Half-Elf Ranger to be able to avoid his detection.
How is this possible?
As a Mage, even if he was a Necromancer, he wouldn't forget to cast detection spells around him to prevent such things from happening.
But the problem was that it still happened.
The Half-Elf Ranger stood quietly behind him and the Necromancer and the Necromancer Guards around the chariot didn't notice him at all!
He screamed and raised his staff to cast a spell, but Zayen's attack was obviously premeditated. The erratic blade flashed past and instantly split the white bone staff in the necromancer's hand into two. Just as the white bone staff split apart, a violent explosion suddenly sounded. Then, a dark green fog of death erupted and engulfed the entire convoy.
"James!!"
Nadia screamed in horror. As a Holy Knight who often fought against Undead Creatures, she knew how vicious Necromancers were. When their staff was destroyed, they could release all sorts of terrifying undead spells to attack their enemies and these spells were fatal to most people.
At this thought, Nadia hurriedly chanted a few incantations. Her entire body emitted a gentle radiance. Then, she gritted her teeth and rushed inside. With the defense of the blessing spell, she was immune to this evil death spell for a short period of time. As long as she could find James during this period and pull him out, there might be a chance to save him!
But at this moment, the Undead Guards guarding the chariot charged forward, snarling as they launched their attacks on the assailants.
Nadia was helpless against these troublesome undead creatures that stood in front of her. Now, she could only pray that Zayen was safe.
In fact, there was someone who needed to pray more.
"You … You …"
The necromancer widened his eyes in horror and stared at Zayen.
Just like Nadia, the Necromancer thought that James would be finished the instant he was enveloped by the Death Cloud Spell. However, the truth was completely out of his expectations. The green cloud of deadly negative energy was useless against the Half-Elf. The latter didn't stop in his tracks, nor did he reveal a suffocating expression. He didn't collapse to the ground while clutching his neck in agony as the Necromancer expected. Instead, he stood on the spot as though he wasn't affected at all.
Could it be that he's also an Undead Creature?
The Necromancer denied this thought instantly because he clearly saw the spiritual flames burning in James's body. He's alive.
But why? Why isn't he affected by the Death Cloud Spell?
Before the Necromancer could wrap his mind around this thought, Rhode extended his arm to grab him. The magical barrier flickered for a few seconds before disappearing entirely.
Then, Jenn grabbed the Necromancer's neck and lifted him up.
"W-Who exactly are you?!"
The Necromancer stared at Zayen in horror. The moment Zayen grabbed him, Loki felt a violent and terrifying dark mana that broke through the defense that he had worked hard to weave and rushed into his body mercilessly. In the blink of an eye, his mana was completely destroyed. The Necromancer was no different from a low-level Undead Creature now.
This definitely isn't something a human can do!
The Necromancer stared at Jenn in horror and realized that his eyes were gradually changing color. A scarlet, mysterious radiance emerged from his eyes and coalesced into sinister symbols.
"Now, we can have a good talk …"
At the next moment, Jenn's voice sounded in the Necromancer's ears.
"Ahhhhh!"
Another Undead Creature turned into ashes under the holy flames. Nadia let out a sigh of relief and laid down the sword in her hand. At this moment, the Undead Creatures around her had collapsed in a disorderly manner.
Judging from their attire, these Undead Creatures should be the guards in charge of protecting this merchant group.
But why would they be involved with a Necromancer?
Could it be that there's some secret behind this?
Nadia shook her head and turned to the direction of the convoy. The effects of the Death Cloud Spell had ended, but Nadia didn't spot James or the Necromancer.
Could it be …
Nadia's heart tightened and she ran toward the convoy hurriedly.
"James!"
"I'm here."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the snowdrift next to them. Nadia looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zayen crawling out of the snowdrift with a dusty face. He patted the snow off his body, then smiled helplessly and looked at Nadia.
"I didn't expect that Necromancer to be so powerful. Fortunately, I'm not a fool."
"Phew …"
Nadia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Jenn. She finally understood how he survived the Death Cloud Spell. It was apparent that the instant the Death Cloud Spell erupted, Jenn had dashed into the pile of snow at the side. Got to admit that this was a rather practical method.
After all, the Death Cloud Spell floated in midair and didn't affect the ground much.
"Where's Loki?"
"I didn't see him."
Upon hearing Nadia's question, an undetectable glint flashed across Zayen's eyes. Then, he shrugged and looked around.
"He probably ran away …"
Then, Zayen answered.