Ethan’s Fantasy Drift

"What is a Rasmah priest?"

Accepting Isandra's entrustment, Ethan, who carried the letter, has been thinking about this problem along the way. His understanding of the dark world is only a skin, and he has no idea what kind of existence this Rasma religion is.

According to the clues provided by Isandra, after leaving the camp, Ethan searched north along a path.

It is said that it is a small road, but it is actually because there are many people walking on it, and the slightly flat road that has been stepped out also plays a role in guiding the direction.

In this underdeveloped world, after getting lost in the wild, the most reliable way is to find such a road, and then choose a random direction along the road and keep going, and you can always see the town.

Another advantage of walking along the road is that there will be fewer monsters in relative terms. In particular, the Wirehaired Rat and the Fallen Demon, which Ethan is very afraid of, these two monsters rarely haunt the roads. The most encountered are slow-moving zombies, and the number is still very small. Even if he encounters a few, Ethan's current ability is enough to deal with it.

"According to Isandra's words, I'll be able to see that priest for about three days if I walk north along this road. If I don't encounter it, I can go back directly. It's been two days now, don't say anything. The priests of the Rasma sect have not even seen a single figure."

At the same time, the erosion of the dark power is getting more and more serious. Compared with when Ethan first came to this world, even in the daytime, the whole sky was gloomy, there was not much sunlight, and the air was still full of An energy that made Ethan uncomfortable.

After staying in this environment for a long time, as his spiritual power gradually improved, he always had an urge to absorb energy into his body and convert it into magic power.

"Although it is said that for mages, as long as it is energy, it can be used as magic... But this powerful negative energy will definitely have a considerable impact." Ethan carefully recalled those who could not stand the temptation of powerful power, and used The tragic end of some negative energy mages tried their best to control their impulses: "The uncontrollable power, no matter how strong it is, does not belong to me."

Ethan took a deep breath, and then let it out again, as if he was using this method to strengthen his heart.

Just as he was about to move forward, Ethan suddenly noticed a few skeletons wandering not far ahead.

"Skull Soldier?"

These skeletons all carried long bone knives, and then gathered together in three or two, cruising back and forth according to specific rules.

"It's a little weird..."

Ethan approached cautiously, and then found more skeleton soldiers cruising at the end of his line of sight.

"There are a lot of them, and I'm just looking for a dead end when I rush over."

Resolutely retreating, in order to avoid being noticed by the skeleton soldiers, Ethan slowed his pace and stepped back little by little, while observing the surrounding objects that were suitable for hiding.

There was an open area nearby, and even a dead tree that had lost its leaves could not be found.

Just when Ethan was scolding bad luck in his heart, those skeleton soldiers discovered his existence. The strange thing is that the skeleton soldiers did not rush over, but quickly concentrated in one place.

What surprised him even more was that one of the skeleton soldiers closest to him did not move, but instead waved at him.

"Uh...that should be beckoning?"

Ethan was a little stunned. Did he meet a wise skeleton soldier? You can't come across a person who has crossed into a skeleton, can you?

Ethan, who was hesitating whether to continue to leave or to observe and observe again, would not have to worry about it soon. A man in black and white clothes slowly appeared in Ethan's sight.

And with a gesture from the man, the skeleton that waved at him instantly dispersed, and then slowly disappeared.

"Necromancer?"

This style is too familiar to Ethan. As one of the five optional professions in the Diablo II world, Ethan has also played this profession.

"Those skeletons are his summons!"

No wonder the actions of these skeletons are so 'weird', they should have been on guard just now to protect the resting necromancer.

Since it is a necromancer, it should be trustworthy... right?

No way, although the necromancer is very popular among game fans, but if it is put into the real world, such a mage who plays with corpses and souls will not be related to the justice camp no matter what.

It doesn't seem appropriate to turn around and run. Who made him remember that there was a necromancer in the initial profession of the game? According to the official plot, that is also one of the heroes who saved the world. So there is still some contact to make to judge, just need to be vigilant.

"Hello, young traveler, I'm Zul, the priest of the Rasma sect. I sensed the breath of an acquaintance from you. Did she ask you to come to me?"

After a period of study, coupled with his mental power, Ethan's memory has been greatly strengthened. Although he can only speak some words and short sentences, he cannot talk to people at length, but his listening ability has been greatly improved. , most of the dialogue can be easily understood.

The content of the words made him stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the necromancer in front of him was actually the priest of what religion he was looking for.

"There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

Still not letting go of the hilt, Ethan took out the letter in his arms with his left hand: "Are you the priest of Rasma? Issandra's friend?"

Hearing Issandra's name, Zursian nodded, but then shook his head again: "I have only met Issandra once, and we are not friends. But we have a common goal now, so reluctantly It can be called a partner. Before we agreed that if anyone finds clues and cannot notify the other party, they will send a letter with their own spiritual imprint. "

Hearing this, Ethan handed the letter in his hand. He really didn't expect the necromancer to be that kind of priest, he always felt that the style of the painting didn't match.

Seemingly aware of his doubts, Zul looked at the letter written by Isandra to himself, and explained his identity at the same time-he had encountered similar misunderstandings many times, did not care at all, and even publicized it. Consider the teachings of Rasma.

It turned out that the Necromancers in this world were very different from the Necromancers that Ethan originally knew.

They are a minority sect whose core teaching is the pursuit of balance in all things.

From a doctrinal point of view, they belong to the absolutely neutral camp.

The magic used by the Rasma priests is not an evil power, but the original magic that is based on the energy that exists in all things. In fact, there are many sects or ethnic groups that use this energy in this world. A typical example is the Amazon warrior.

Using primitive magic and chasing the balance between life and death, Rasma priests have the ability to manipulate undead creatures. It is for this reason that most people are generally prejudiced against them, and they use the Many spells are classified as 'black' magic.

"Actually, this is wrong and imprecise."

The necromancer, who was still very cold, turned into a chatter when he mentioned his beliefs. He taught Ethan a lot of the teachings of Rasma, and he kept complaining that the magic they used was simple and rude. Classified as black magic.

"We can discuss this matter later. Isandra asked me to take you to Rogge's camp."

Speaking of business, Zul finally stopped his nagging, and then put away Issandra's letter properly: "The letter said that she got some clues at Rogge camp, the surge of dark power and a It is related to the mysterious man, and at the same time, a large number of dark creatures have been found in the blood wasteland, and even Andariel has occupied the fortress, blocking the road to the east."

Zul paused, and seemed to be a little bit of a headache by the information: "In any way, I need to go to Camp Rogge."

Turning his head and looking at Ethan: "Young man, Issandra said that you are working hard to improve your spiritual power in order to become a mage?"

"Yes." In fact, Ethan himself doesn't know whether he can successfully become a mage, but the various 'study materials' he has collected now are all in the direction of mage.

"Would you like to consider joining the Rasma Cult?"

After a while, Zul started preaching again. It's a pity that he lost interest in this profession since he learned that the necromancers in the dark world were actually a group of 'god sticks' like a group of Puritan ascetic monks.

"No, I think it's better to stick to the path you've chosen. Swinging from side to side won't lead to any future."

Unexpectedly, such a sentence attracted Zuul's praise.

"That's right, young apprentice mage, if you can think like this, I think the day when you become a full mage is not far away."

Then he looked at Ethan's thin body.

"However, in the current dangerous environment, you need to improve your self-protection ability as soon as possible, otherwise you may not be able to persist in the day you become a mage. Now that your mental power cannot be improved quickly, you can consider improving your fighting ability. ability."

Ethan nodded, but then he realized something was wrong? Why does this priest despise himself and fight against the five scumbags and want to give him some advice?

Did he think he was also a member of the squad against the dark demons? And instead of pointing out magic, what the hell is pointing melee combat? Sure enough, the first element of wanting to become a mage is to become a melee expert first?

"This, you want to point me to close combat?"

"What? Do you think I can't point you?" Ethan only felt a flash in front of his eyes. Zul, who was two steps away from him, was already standing in front of him, and at the same time, a cold dagger was even more tightly attached. Holding his neck: "You know, as a priest of the Rasma religion, melee combat is a required course."

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