The Necromancer's Church Management Manual

"Divine purification!"

Smithson suddenly felt a beam of light envelop him, and the next second it felt as if he was being stabbed by tens of thousands of needles. Instantly, the bone armor on his head began to melt away as if it were being corroded.

"It actually works?"

Garr looked surprised.

Upon seeing this, Ian immediately began to chant.

Deathly words.

Instantly, Smithson's ears were filled with terrifying and chaotic incantations, and crimson blood flowed from his ears and nose.

Hans attacked again, his black dagger striking once more.

Smithson's mind was in a daze, but he still had the instinct to fight. Seeing Hans's surprise attack, he roared and swung his bone hammer quickly, smashing it into Hans's waist.

In an instant, Hans was split in two, turning into shadows and dissolving into the ground.

Garr remained calm, his eyes fixed on Smithson's movements.

"Light Barrier!"

Suddenly, a barrier composed of several light membranes appeared in front of Gar.

Smithson's bone hammer shattered three layers instantly, then paused for a moment.

Garr spotted the opening at a glance and swung his arm.

"A beacon of inspiration!"

Suddenly, Hans, who was only half-body in the shadows, made a sudden move. It was still that short blade, but this time, the top of the short blade was coated with a layer of crystal glitter, making the black short blade shine.

The blessed dagger pierced Smithson's bone armor with overwhelming force, embedding itself in his shoulder.

Successful.

For a moment, the corners of Gar's mouth curled up slightly.

Smithson's pupils contracted as he was attacked from behind by Hans, but then a desperate madness flashed in his eyes.

"Bone Armor!"

The shattered bone armor on his body instantly healed and regrowed, wrapping around and enveloping Hans's arm.

Garr's heart tightened, and he immediately prepared to unleash the Divine Purification once more to rescue Hans.

Smithson wouldn't give him another chance. He fought with all his might, and the last few light barriers shattered instantly. He smashed the bone hammer into Garr.

Faced with Smithson's bone hammer, Gal had no choice but to grit his teeth and take the blow.

thump—

Feeling as if he had been struck by a great stroke of luck in his past life, Gar felt as if his whole body was shattered, but he still managed to complete the spell.

"Holy...purification!"

The light enveloped Smithson once more, and the bone armor binding Hans began to melt away.

Hans drew his short blade, and this time, without hesitation, he stabbed Smithson in the neck.

Smithson struggled to swing the bone hammer, sending Hans flying.

"Gulp..." Smithson looked at Garr with resentment and pain, but couldn't utter a word.

He suddenly remembered what Claude had said yesterday:

"You always look down on others with your self-righteousness, and you'll suffer because of him sooner or later."

Yes, he underestimated Gal's strength and suffered a great loss as a result. Moreover, this loss cost him his life.

He immediately knelt on the ground, his bone armor and bone hammers dissolving at that moment. He struggled to raise his hands, his eyes filled with pleading, begging Garr to heal his neck injury.

But how could Gar possibly cure him?

Smithson burst into tears of regret. Life was rapidly slipping away, and everything before him seemed bleak and dark. The world was plunged into endless darkness.

Is this the end...?

His mouth was slightly open, and a beam of light suddenly appeared in the dark world. Smithson was suddenly able to see the scene under that beam of light.

It was a golden wheat field. The lively girl felt the breeze and turned around happily, waving to him.

Lilith...if only...

......

Garl clutched his almost broken shoulder, sitting on the moss-covered ground, his body feeling like it was falling apart, leaning against the wall.

Only after confirming that Smithson was no longer capable of fighting did he use his light healing technique to begin treating his shoulder.

Indeed, there can be no relaxation during battle.

Garr originally planned to beat the follower half to death and then extract information from him, so he didn't let Hans directly attack the other party's weakness.

Recalling his momentary lapse in concentration when Hans stabbed his opponent, which almost led to the collapse of the battle, Gar felt a wave of fear.

Fortunately, the Light Healing skill level was raised to Lv2, and with continuous treatment, the broken shoulder gradually recovered.

When he looked up again, Smithson was kneeling on the ground, his hands limply outstretched, completely silent.

A thin, pale purple beam of light emerged from his corpse, and with a slight distortion of space, the purple beam continuously drew Garr towards it.

Garr knew he could now make a necromancer pact.

He struggled to his feet and, with Ian's help, went to the body.

Following the method he remembered, he placed his hand on the other person's pale forehead, and a beam of purple light slowly converged into his hand, forming a small magic circle.

"Then, sign a contract with me!"

Garr was very uneasy at this moment.

When you make a contract with an opponent who is stronger than yourself, there is a certain probability that the contract will fail.

If he fails, he will suffer a huge loss in this hard-fought battle.

Fortunately, the small magic circle successfully entered the deceased's head. Then, as if responding to Gal's expectations, the dead Smithson opened his gray eyes, and the two spirits were connected at this moment.

In an instant, Gar felt his entire body become powerful and light, as if he had taken a strong drug.

He knew he had leveled up.

Immediately pull out the business manual and check your information.

Name: Andrew Cardisia

[Rank: Lv30 (Platinum)]

[Faith: God of Light, God of Death]

[Class: Light Bishop, Necromancer]

[Blessings: Illumination, Healing Light, Light Barrier, Light Sphere, Light Domain Perception, Invigorating Light, Divine Purification, Necromancer's Pact, Necromancer's Summoning]

Sure enough, he successfully broke through to Lv30!

Garr was very pleased with this, and then he looked at Smithson.

The characters in the manual began to be rearranged, and soon the other party's information appeared on the page.

[Necromancer: Smithson Weiss]

【Contract: Necromancer's Contract】

[Rank: Lv34 (Platinum)]

[Faith: The God of Death]

【Occupation: Bone Mage】

[Blessed with: Bone Armor, Bone Weapons]

As expected of a platinum-level expert, no wonder he's so difficult to deal with.

Smithson leaned slightly forward, placing his hand on his chest, his previous arrogance completely gone, his tone extremely calm:

"Blessed is death, Lord Andrew."

"From now on, call me Galton." Galton paused, then asked three questions in quick succession: "Who sent you? Do you have accomplices? What is your purpose?"

"Lord Gal, I was sent by Boss Melesen; I have an accomplice named Claude, who is currently monitoring the Church of Light and plans to poison the porridge of the refugees tomorrow in order to ruin the Church of Light's reputation."

"So, my identity as a necromancer was also discovered through your surveillance?"

"Yes," Smithson replied without any emotion.

"Then it's not surprising."

Garr stretched his body and found that his body, which had almost fallen apart, was now completely healed. He hadn't expected that leveling up would repair most of his injuries.

This also gave him the desire to continue exploring further.

After all, he already knew the enemy's next move in the shadows, so he didn't need to worry too much about the church facing a crisis today.

Moreover, the skeleton army that had begun their exploration was now reporting good news.

It seems they've discovered some amazing treasure!

Then we have no choice but to explore it.