Above the mage!

Chapter 241: Forbidden Necromancer and Map

When Baruch regained consciousness, the last scene he could recall was a pack of wolves swarming over him and almost drowning him.

At that moment, he seemed to hear Ryan's roar.

Then he lost consciousness completely.

Along with my return of consciousness, I also felt pain and tingling all over my body.

But for Baruch, not only did he not hate this feeling of pain, he even felt a little grateful for it.

Because pain can make him realize that he is still alive.

But the reality of the pain made him utter a few uncontrollable groans.

Then Baruch heard an equally weak but excited voice, "He's awake! He's awake!"

The next moment, Baruch opened his eyes with difficulty.

In the tent, two "acquaintances" were looking at him with concern.

Both of them looked a little excited.

"Can you speak? How do you feel now?" After a moment, Gao De lowered his voice and asked.

"It's okay." Baruch found that he was now completely exhausted, and even speaking a word was extremely difficult.

"Were you the one who saved me?" He could feel a remnant of life force flowing through his body.

And this vitality obviously comes from the outside world.

"I am only maintaining your vital signs temporarily. Your eventual recovery depends on your own strong vitality and the healing medicine provided by Gillette Snover." Gode did not take credit for himself.

Because this was indeed the case, the only thing he did was to cast [Borrowed Goodness] to inject a temporary vitality into Baruch, who was already seriously injured and unconscious, to ensure that Baruch would not die before the temporary vitality dissipated.

In the end, Baruch was able to survive, mainly due to his strong physique and the healing medicine applied to Baruch by Patriarch Snover.

"Thank you." Baruch's strength gradually recovered and he spoke more fluently than before: "How is the tribe?"

he asked.

Upon hearing this, Gillette Snover, the patriarch of the Snover clan, suddenly turned red in the eyes.

Gillette Snover was saddened by the heavy casualties suffered by the tribe, but he was also moved by Baruch.

Without any relatives or friends, he nearly lost his life for the Snover clan. However, the first thing he did after waking up was to care about his own tribe.

How can such sincere feelings not move people?
"The casualties of the Snover clan this time exceed one-third of the entire tribe's population, and there are only a few reindeer left." Gillette Snover answered with difficulty.

"If you hadn't killed the leader of the beasts, the Golden Eyed Snow Wolf, and dispersed the beast tide, I'm afraid the Snover clan would have been destroyed in this wave of beasts."

Gao De also remained silent.

Originally, he was ready to run away, because he knew that with the scale of this wave of snow wolf beasts, the Snover clan would definitely not survive.

Who knew that Baruch, the god soldier who descended from the sky, would actually kill the golden-eyed snow wolf among the "ten thousand troops".

Without a leader, the raging beasts quickly dispersed like birds and beasts, and he chose to return.

At that time, Baruch was already seriously injured and dying after fighting for his life with the golden-eyed snow wolf.

If it weren't for the Icemane Tiger protecting him, Baruk might not even survive until God cast [Borrowing Goodness] to keep him alive.

"You should be more careful and don't show off."

This is what God said to Baruch when they parted outside the Snover camp a week ago.

A prophecy.

A week later, Baruch almost lost his life because of his "show off".

"Thank you for your help." Gillette Snover's eyes were slightly red, and he thanked Baruch sincerely.

"This is what I should do," said Baruch.

As he spoke, Baruch tried to get up with the support of his hands.

But this action immediately caused severe pain in the muscles throughout his body, making him groan and then collapse again.

Only then did he realize that his physical condition had become so bad that although he had regained consciousness, he could hardly move.

"You can't move now. You need to rest well. With your injuries, you will need to lie down for at least half a year before you can recover basic mobility." Gillette Snover hurriedly stepped forward to support Baruch and then reminded him.

"Half a year" Upon hearing this, Baruch's expression changed drastically.

Gillette Snover thought Baruch felt that this was too long.

"This is based on your strong physique. In fact, with your injuries at that time, if it were someone else, that person would have died long ago, and would not have been able to survive until Gao De cast a spell to keep you alive, let alone survive."

"Your abdomen has been pierced by the fangs of the golden-eyed snow wolf, and even your internal organs are injured. After you killed the golden-eyed snow wolf and fell unconscious, the snow wolves that surrounded you further aggravated your injuries. If it weren't for your mount protecting you..."

After Gillette Snover said this, Baruch suddenly realized that he had not seen Ryan since he woke up.

His heart sank slightly, "Where's Ryan?"

"Ryan, Ryan!"

He called Ryan's name anxiously, but received no response.

Seeing Baruch's reaction, Gao De felt his heart tighten, and told Baruch the news in a low voice: "Lian sacrificed himself to protect you."

"How could this be. How could this be?" Baruch, who had not been defeated by the severe pain all over his body, seemed to be overwhelmed by the news at this moment and became dispirited in an instant.

He couldn't believe it. How could such a brave and fearless Ice Mane Tiger sacrifice itself?
Even before he lost consciousness, the last sound he heard was Ryan's powerful roar.

"After you killed the golden-eyed snow wolf at the cost of your life and fell unconscious, the wolves rushed towards you, wanting to kill you to avenge their leader. Ryan fought the pack of wolves alone to protect you, but there were too many of them and he couldn't handle them all."

Gao De recalled the shocking scene he saw on the hillside, and his voice became much hoarser.

A large number of ants can kill an elephant, let alone a wolf?

If it weren't for Ryan's sacrifice, Baruch would have been torn into pieces by those crazy snow wolves. I'm afraid even his bones would have been bitten to pieces and the marrow would have been sucked out. It would be impossible for him to lie here and talk like he is now.

Ryan used his life to exchange for mine.
Baruch's tears suddenly flowed when he saw the wolves remain calm.

He cried silently, just tears.

Gold and Gillette Snover were both speechless, not knowing what to say to comfort this tough guy.

After a long time, Baruch wiped away his tears and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't lie down for half a year. I have very important things to do now."

Gillette Snover's face changed, and he said anxiously: "You must rest well and recover from your injuries! What else could be more important than your health?"

Baruch shook his head, sighed slightly, and then slowly said: "In fact, there is a hidden story behind this beast tide. It is not purely natural."

Gillette Snover's expression changed immediately after hearing this. "If it's not formed naturally, then it's man-made?"

Baruch frowned deeply, not knowing whether it was because of the constant pain in his body or something else, "Yes, there are indeed traces of human manipulation behind this snow wolf beast tide."

"First of all, although it is normal for a beast tide to appear on the snowfield, you should also know that beast tides will not erupt at the same time in the same area." "For example, if there are traces of a snowfield hyena beast tide in this area, then a snow wolf beast tide will not appear. These beast tides usually take turns."

"But this time, when I explored nearby, I found that almost all the social predators showed signs of forming a beast tide."

“This is very unreasonable.”

"Also, the spirits of these predators have become extremely ferocious and almost impossible to appease. However, in a normal beast tide, the emotions of the predators are actually mainly hunger, not ferocity."

"None of this conforms to the laws of nature, nor does it conform to the natural formation of a beast tide," Baruch's brows furrowed even deeper at this point, and he stated his conclusion: "Behind this stands a wizard who is proficient in taming beasts."

Gillette Snover's heart moved, "Do you know who it is?"

Then, he suddenly realized, "The mages of the Snowfield Guardians have always been the best at taming beasts on the Snowfield. Could it be that?"

Baruch nodded slightly, looking a little embarrassed, "Yes, the mastermind behind this should be the magician of our Snowfield Guardian."

"What's the point of doing this? Is there any benefit for him?" Gillette Snover clenched his fists, suppressed his emotions, and asked again.

"In the past few years, there have been news coming out from within the Snowfield Guardians that a member has secretly mastered the forbidden necromancy spells. Perhaps this person is the one driving the beast tide." Baruch looked solemn.

"Forbidden necromancy?!"

"Correct."

At this moment, even Gillette Snover's expression became serious.

Because this is a very serious matter.

Necromancer is one of the eight schools of magic.

But among the eight major schools, necromancy has actually been at the bottom for a long time and is considered the weakest school of magic.

But this is not because necromancy spells are bad.

Necromancer spells manipulate the energies of life and death. They can grant additional vitality to living beings, or draw life energy from others to create undead creatures, or even bring the dead back to life in a different way.

Therefore, necromancy has always been the most mysterious and bizarre school of magic among the eight major schools of magic, and it should never have fallen to its current status.

The reason for this is very simple. The most powerful necromancy spells have been strictly banned and sealed.

Especially the use of necromancy to create undead creatures, such as [Manipulating Corpses], which are absolutely forbidden.

Because, in order to create undead creatures, you first need a "fresh" corpse.

For this reason, some people will definitely take risks, create killings and cause chaos.

Therefore, high-level mages quickly reached a consensus to list all necromancy spells with unstable factors as forbidden spells, and to regard the practice of forbidden spells as a serious crime.

According to Gaode's understanding, necromancy spells can actually be compared to the "magic techniques" in fairy tales. They are undoubtedly powerful, but too "brutal".

After banning the "brutal" part, it is equivalent to cutting off one's own arm, and naturally it becomes weak.

"A long time ago, wizards from outside have been entering the North to practice forbidden necromancy. I didn't expect that even people from the North have started doing it now, and they're from the Guardian of the Snowfields." Gillette Snover murmured.

In the outside world, once it is discovered that a wizard has mastered forbidden necromancy, official law enforcers will use the greatest force to capture these wizards.

But in the North, there is no so-called law enforcement organization, so naturally no one will come out to "meddle in other people's business", so there is a sense of no taboo in doing these things.

Moreover, in the North, tribes are destroyed every day. Even if a necromancer becomes extremely vicious and massacres one or two tribes in order to practice forbidden techniques, it will not cause any waves.

This has led to the North being regarded as a "holy land" by necromancers who practice forbidden arts.

This is also one of the reasons why people in the North are extremely hostile to outsiders.

"I must take this news back and report it to the sect, so that they can take action and find out the culprit as soon as possible. Otherwise, if we delay any further, I don't know how many more tribes will be implicated." Baruch said very seriously.

Gillette Snover naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, but he still shook his head and said, "It's not a question of whether I will let you do it or not, but a question of whether you can do it now."

"Don't even mention returning to the sect. You will have trouble getting up for at least a month. If you don't believe me, try getting up again and see if you can succeed."

Upon hearing this, Baruch wanted to get up unwillingly.

But his body was like a broken piece of porcelain. Even though it had been repaired and glued together, it could not withstand the slightest force and would fall apart if exerted with the slightest force.

He tried three or four times without success and finally gave up helplessly.

Is there really no other way?

Baruch felt deeply powerless.

Then, he turned his head and looked at Gao De who was standing beside him. He suddenly thought of the "character" that the other party had shown during the few days he had been with Gao De. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and the light of hope suddenly lit up.

He is a naturalist.

"God," Baruch called out.

"I'm here." Gode thought Baruch needed something, so he quickly stepped forward and answered.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Please," Gao De immediately responded, "Do you want me to help you take this news back and report it to the Snowfield Guardian?"

"Yes," Baruch nodded seriously and said, "I know this matter has nothing to do with you, but I really can't find anyone else to help me now."

The Snover clan has just encountered a beast tide, and the reindeer, which are the most important food source of the tribe, are few and far between. It will be difficult for them to survive this winter.

Since he himself was in danger, Baruch naturally had no way of asking others to help him with this.

It seems that only Gaode can help.

"Where is your sect's headquarters? How far is it from here?" Gao De thought for a moment and asked the key question.

"The Snowfield Guardian headquarters is far away from here, but our sect actually has a branch 400 kilometers away. You just need to find this branch. As for where the branch is..." Now it was Baruch's turn to be embarrassed, not knowing how to describe it.

This is a very real problem.

Gao De is a foreigner. Unlike him, he is familiar with the North, let alone the Guardian of the Snowfield.

At such a long distance, on a snowy plain with few buildings and people, it would be a fantasy to expect Gao De to find the branch with just a few words.

"Wait a minute." Gillette Snover on the side also saw Baruch's dilemma at this time.

He thought about it, took out a piece of animal skin from a box in the tent and handed it to Baruch.

"The tribe is in a very bad situation right now, and we are seriously short of manpower. I really can't leave and can't spare any help. Otherwise, considering your great kindness to the Snover clan, we Snovers should help you with this matter."

"Right now, this is all I can offer."

Gao De subconsciously glanced at the animal skin.

I saw many complicated lines carefully drawn on it with charcoal and paint, and some special symbols and signs.

He was shocked and realized what this animal skin was:
This is exactly what he has been looking for, a map of the North drawn and marked by the Snover clan!

(End of this chapter)