Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 599: Confidant, Gray Garlic, Hurrying on the Road
This is almost like a close friend. You know, his dream is to use the art of necromancy to "resurrect" his paper wife. Aren't vampires also a kind of undead? Although it's a bit distorted, it's not too far off after rounding it off, right?
"I just didn't expect that vampires are also a kind of undead. It seems that the next research direction should focus on vampires."

The vampire clan actually originated in the West. The specific source is no longer traceable, but it can be regarded as a kind of Western undead. If he combines it with other things, he might be able to make some breakthroughs.

It was getting darker, in this season of long nights and short days, the sky started to get dark just after five o'clock, and the speed was so fast that before I could look up and down, only the lower half of the sun was left, barely hanging.

"Come on, everyone, eat this." The short man's companion Da Zhuang took out something gray and garlic-like from the package behind him.

He was just an ordinary man, but he was strong and could keep up with the pace. He didn't have any magical aura, but he also seemed to lack the normal vitality.

This gray thing looks a bit like sweet potato, but more like a large garlic.

"Gray garlic? I didn't expect you guys still have this thing. No wonder you dare to come out and take orders at this time." Ji Yan recognized what this thing was at a glance.

"You're an expert!" the short man praised.

"Is this delicious?" Mo Fan asked, bringing the gray garlic to his mouth.

"Well, it's probably not that delicious. You have to be mentally prepared." Before Ji Yan finished speaking, Mo Fan had already taken a bite.

“Ah~~~!!” ​​The next second, Mo Fan sprayed out, and gray residue fell to the ground.

“Fuck, what the hell is this!” Mo Fan cursed.

"This thing can conceal the breath of living people. It is available in limited quantities and is as valuable as gold. You have already wasted one." The short man said with some regret.

“I’d rather have a good fight with the undead than eat something this disgusting.” Mo Fan was about to say something when he saw his elder sister’s eyes scanning him. He immediately stopped talking.

"How about I give this to you?" Liu Ru leaned close to Mo Fan's ear and whispered. She could no longer be considered a living person, so it didn't really matter whether she ate it or not.

"Eat it for me!"

Mo Yingge turned around and stuffed the gray garlic in her hand into Mo Fan's mouth. Mo Fan was about to cry, but he still swallowed the gray garlic obediently with tears in his eyes.

"Ah? I still have some here, please have another one." Seeing this, the short man hurried over and wanted to hand over another gray garlic. This was a big customer and a super rich lady, so she had to be served well. Even if he didn't want to eat it himself, he couldn't let her suffer.

"No need, they are coming." Mo Yingge waved her hand to refuse. She just wanted to see what the land of the dead looked like at night.

"What's coming?"

"Undead." Ji Yan said.

There was still a glimmer of light in the sky, but the soil mixed with white sand beneath their feet had already shown signs of loosening.

Everyone ate the gray garlic, except Mo Yingge and Ji Yan.

"Why don't you eat?" the short man urged.

"It's okay, I'm a necromancer." Ji Yan shook his head and put away the gray garlic. This thing is not common. He couldn't find one for research before. It would be a waste to just eat it.

"Uhhhh!! Uhhhh!!!"

The sound of throats being blocked by something filthy was endless. Wild undead souls popped up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Some even had no heads, but they crawled out of the soil one after another. When they saw Mo Yingge, they kept moving towards this side just like starving people seeing a big golden chicken leg!
"Is it just this kind of stuff?" Mo Yingge seemed to ask a question, which made Ji Yan smile bitterly. In the eyes of the super-class magician, these ordinary slave-level undead were really just a quantifier.

"These are just the most common low-level undead." Ji Yan said. Mo Yingge flicked her fingers and flicked out tiny sparks, just like the sparks from burning wood. They should have been so weak that they would dissipate in the air within a few seconds. However, once the sparks Mo Yingge flicked out touched the undead, they would suddenly explode into a brilliant flame.
The flames were like torches. If one looked carefully, each tiny spark could actually accurately identify a soul. Soon, clusters of torches were lit within a radius of hundreds of meters, and groups of little souls were burned like weeds.

"What a powerful fire mage!" the short man exclaimed. This skill alone was not something that an ordinary high-level mage could do. Even the hunter master he knew might not be able to reach this level.

"Let's leave. There's no way to kill all the undead. It would be troublesome if we encounter some powerful ones."

"When you say powerful, are you referring to the warrior-level undead?" Mo Yingge asked.

Ji Yan stretched out his hand and pointed, and a gray line hit the undead warrior. Suddenly, the corpse was unable to move, and its body was rapidly disintegrating and collapsing. Finally, it turned into dust-like corpse and dissipated into the earth.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes" Ji Yan went over and picked up a piece of undead crystal.
*"You have a good hand." Mo Yingge's eyes lit up. Ji Yan's operation of raising his hand to destroy the corpse was very handsome.

Ji Yan shook his head and said, "It can only deal with some low-level warriors. It's a small trick that is not worth mentioning."

"But I advise you to eat the gray garlic. You can kill your way through, but if you provoke a big one or there are too many of them, we won't be able to withstand it." Ji Yan said with a smile.

"No way, I have to eat this stuff too?" Mo Yingge made a bitter face, and finally sighed, gritted his teeth and ate a gray garlic, and his little face suddenly became wrinkled.

"How is it, sister? Does it taste good?" Mo Fan came over and asked desperately.

"Ha~~~"

Mo Yingge blew hard at Mo Fan's face. The special smell of gray garlic almost made Mo Fan vomit.

"This thing is really disgusting!" Mo Yingge complained.

Many undead spirits in the distance were attracted by the movement here, but they didn’t find anything when they wandered over. There were only some “foul-mouthed” “kindred spirits” here, so they dispersed again.

"This thing is quite magical." Mo Fan exclaimed.

"Let's go, let's move on now." said the short man.

As they hurried along in the night, all kinds of undead spirits kept emerging from the surrounding mud. No one knew why, but the undead spirits in the ancient capital, no matter what race they were in their lifetime, even if they were the Qinling monsters who died and resurrected as undead spirits, would piece themselves into a human-like shape.

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