I really am a necromancer.

Chapter 168 Third Class Half Necromancer Body!
Fortunately, it was much safer to stab the spike into the center of the collarbone this time compared to stabbing the dagger into the heart last time.

Without too much hesitation, Yihua bit the bullet, bursting out with all his strength, and bit by bit pierced the mithril spike into the center of the clavicle, which had the physique of an earth knight, and was even harder than steel.

puff!

After a while, the tip of the spike pierced through Yi Hua's flesh, revealing from the back where he had already taken off his shirt.

Relying on the insensitivity to pain in the half-dead witch body state, Yihua did not feel unbearable pain during the whole process.

Seeing that the spike was completely pierced into his body, Yi Hua, who was a little pale, took several deep breaths and began to build a witchcraft model in the spiritual sea to activate the third-class half-necromancer ritual.

Unknowingly, gusts of dark wind surged in the basement.

A strong force of death surged out of nowhere in the surrounding space, and gathered around Yi Hua, who had the steel nail pierced into his body, and the faceless phantom beside him.

Feeling that the power of death condensed around him had reached the standard required for the ceremony, according to the records, Yi Hua began to murmur an ancient and obscure incantation.

The incantation seems to have the effect of manipulating the power of death produced by the ritual, and the sound of the incantation resounds in the basement.

The power of death gathered around Yi Hua and the Faceless Shadow began to rush into the mithril spikes piercing into the bodies of the two at an astonishing speed like a dragon absorbing water.

In just a few seconds, the massive death force gathered around was swallowed up by the Mithril spikes.

After absorbing a huge amount of death power, the four mithril spikes that pierced into the bodies of Yihua and Faceless Shadow also turned pitch black.

At this point, the incantation in Yihua's mouth suddenly stopped, and he changed his mouth and muttered another incantation that sounded more high-pitched.

Under the influence of the spell, the bodies of Faceless Shadow and Yihua began to be dyed into pitch black with the Mithril spike as the center at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As if feeling the threat of death, there was a burst of anxiety in the soul connection of the faceless phantom, and he waved the phantom tentacles behind him, making a hissing sound.

But Yi Hua ignored Faceless Shadow's reaction and quietly waited for the passage of time.

Not long after the body was completely blackened, the illusory tentacles burning with black flames behind the faceless phantom suddenly disappeared like an extinguished candle.

At this moment, the faceless phantom in the sacrificial position no longer moved, and the blackened virtual body, like sand and gravel blown away by the wind, instantly turned into a mass of ashes and disappeared in place.

Boom!

The three spikes that had been pierced into Faceless Shadow's body fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The soul connection between Faceless Phantom and Yi Hua was completely severed at the same time.

At the same time, Yi Hua, whose eyes were tightly closed, also began to change rapidly with his body dyed jet black by the spikes.

His body was like an egg that had been peeled off its shell. Pieces of jet-black material on the surface of his body fell off under the blowing of the breeze, turning into gray-black ash, floating in the air.

In the end, even the mithril spike that pierced the center of Yihua's collarbone turned into gray-black silver powder that lost its light, and fell on the bluestone floor, making a burst of swishing noises.

There was only a little blood oozing from the center of the collarbone, and through the wound, the blood hole on the back still existed on Yihua's body.

Suddenly, Yi Hua, whose body recovered to normal, suddenly opened his eyes, and a frightening golden light burst out from them.

"Whoo~"

He exhaled heavily, and the golden aura emanating from the amber pupils also subsided.

If someone else was present, they would have noticed that the blood hole in the center of Yihua's collarbone was burning with a pale flame.

Under the effect of the pale flame, the blood hole in the center of the collarbone began to repair at an astonishing speed.

In less than a second, the blood hole that originally existed on Yihua's body and was pierced by the Mithril spike completely disappeared.

All of this is so fast that people think that what happened before is just an illusion, and there is no wound in the center of Yihua's collarbone from beginning to end.

Realizing that the ceremony had been successfully completed, Yi Hua, who felt a little tired, walked out of the wizard circle that had lost its effect.

He came to the side, and after many days, he called up the attribute panel that looked extremely old and looked like a golden scroll——

"Name: Eva Fercis"

"Karma Level: Neutral Good (88/100)"

"Realm: Third Class Necromancer Apprentice (60/84 runes), Earth Knight (33/100)"

「巫师资质：五等生命亲和（80/99），四等死亡亲和（49/79），四等灵魂亲和（44/79）……」

"Skills: Intermediate Scroll Making (92/100), Intermediate Magic Crystal Enchanting (66/100)"

"Talent: third-class half-dead witch body (0/100) has fused undead-second-class giant bone skinner, third-class faceless shadow"

「巫术：三等圣光术（68/100），三等生命铠甲（36/100），三等灵魂反哺术（15/100），三等死亡世界穿梭（22/100），四等亡灵奴役（2/100），三等亡灵召唤（89/100），三等死亡之息（7/100），三等亡灵改造术（16/100），二等亡灵转化术（1/100）」

"merit value: 102"

"It seems that the integration has been successful."

After confirming that the ceremony was successful, Yi Hua felt that he was still in the open state of the half-necromancer body.

After a little thought, he picked up his mithril cross sword "Clean Light", shielded the life armor, and tried to stab his palm.

What should have appeared, the collision between the blade and the palm, did not appear to hinder the feeling.

The blade of the cross sword sank in extremely strangely, and penetrated Yi Hua's palm.

Feeling that there was no discomfort in the palm of his hand, Yi Hua pulled the cross sword out of his palm again.

This move also made Yihua's palm ripple like lake water.

When the tip of the sword was pulled out from Yihua's palm, a pale flame burned on the edge of the "wound" caused by the piercing of the cross sword in the palm, covering and filling the "wound" in an instant.

I felt that unlike the previous repair of the wound pierced by the spike, the piercing of the long sword did not cause the slightest damage to Yihua.He nodded with satisfaction.

"After merging with Faceless Shadow, I already have immunity to physical damage. Even if my body is injured, I can instantly regenerate limbs and repair wounds at the cost of a temporary loss of strength as a whole."

The ability to be immune to physical damage, although it can be easily cracked for wizard apprentices who can perform witchcraft, and high-level knights who have mastered the release of life energy.

But for mortals below formal knights without any extraordinary abilities, it is like the supernatural abilities of gods and evil spirits in myths and legends.

Even in the face of the mundane world, the siege of millions of mortal armies cannot cause Yihua to suffer the slightest harm.

Possessing this ability also means that today's Yihua has completely surpassed ordinary people, and is gradually approaching the extraordinary realm of a formal wizard.

Thinking of this, Yi Hua's thoughts moved slightly, and his whole arm turned into a burning pale flame.

Under Yi Hua's control, this arm that turned into a pale flame bent and stretched arbitrarily.

It can even extend to a length of tens of meters like the tentacles of fear of the Faceless Shadow.

Although it is not known why these pale flames changed in color, their essence is the same as the black flames that make up the body of the fearful shadow and the faceless ghostly shadow.

Today's Yihua, in the state of opening the half-dead witch body, has an immortality similar to that of the shadow of fear.

In his perception, the pale flames that now make up the body are the foundation of life, and the heart and head are no longer weak points.

Even if the heart is damaged and the head is cut off, it is only a loss of part of the energy that constitutes the body, at most it can only make Yi Hua fall into a short-term weak state.

After that, Yi Hua can completely consume the energy that constitutes the body and easily regenerate the damaged parts.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Hua tried to construct the fear tentacles of the faceless shadow.

After a brief trial, Yi Hua successfully used the pale flames that made up his body to create five translucent tentacles behind him that could stretch freely.

Then Yihua looked at the corner of the basement, a piece of steel plate several meters in size, more than an inch thick, pitch black, and looked extremely hard.

To penetrate these steel plates, the previous Yihua had to be boosted by the life burst of the Earth Knight and the half-dead witch body to penetrate in one blow.

Under normal circumstances, these steel plates are strong enough to resist Yi Hua, who is in the realm of the Earth Knight, and cannot be broken with two swords.

Looking at the many scars left in the corner of the steel plate, Yi Hua's eyes flashed.

Under his control, the five highly camouflaged translucent tentacles behind him shot towards the lacquered steel plate standing more than ten meters away at an astonishing speed like a bullet being ejected from a barrel.

Bang bang bang!
A series of violent collisions sounded, causing the entire villa, including the surrounding ground within dozens of meters, to vibrate slightly.

However, at this moment, Yi Hua ignored these thoughts, and quickly looked at the five fist-sized holes distributed on the black steel plate.

"Each of the five tentacles can exert a destructive power comparable to the previous extreme state, which has far exceeded the power limit of the Faceless Shadow itself. It seems that these fear tentacles have also integrated the previously fused bloody power .”

Yi Hua clenched his fist, felt the huge force still existing in his body, his pupils shrank, and he said secretly.

After merging the five tentacles and Yihua himself into the faceless ghostly shadow, Yihua in the half-dead witch body state can even display six times his previous strength.

This is a terrifying power that can almost face the fourth-class undead head-on!
Feeling that the five fear tentacles condensed after opening the half-dead witch body had such a powerful force, Yi Hua tried to condense a few more, but unfortunately ended in failure.

"Perhaps with the improvement of the proficiency of the third-class half-necromancer body, I can once again condense new tentacles of fear in the state of the half-necromancer body?"

Thinking of this possibility, Yihua stopped trying to condense the sixth tentacle after repeated attempts to condense it to no avail.

Since the talent of "Shadow Shuttle" requires a large space to be used, Yi Hua decided to postpone the test time until before he conquered the dead.

In the end, the ability that has not been tested by Yihua is only the changed part of the "body of a thousand changes".

Yi Hua pondered for a while, then walked to the mirror in the corner.

(End of this chapter)