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This girl really doesn't fit in with this organization.

While questioning Froststar, Wanqi was also observing her reaction. If it were one of the thugs around them, even if they were questioned, they would find all sorts of reasons to prove that they were right, such as "Do you know my pain?" "It's all the world's fault." "They coldly watched our suffering, and now we share our suffering."

Unfortunately, people who are willing to admit their mistakes are extremely rare, no matter where they are in the world.

The last organization that could practice criticism and self-criticism is now struggling with the boss raid on Earth 0L.

But White Rabbit did not do that; her silence was more deafening than the surrounding noise, because she had a conscience.

Wan Qi likes people with a conscience, at least normal human beings who can connect with him on the same wavelength.

“I’m sorry, but we have no other choice.” Frostnova raised her right hand and began to gather power.

This is a battlefield, so Frostnova's only option is to fight, something she learned from her father.

Some things can't be explained with words, but they can be expressed through battle.

Is this the realization of a dying person?

Wan Qi's words caused a subtle change in Shuang Xing's emotions, but she quickly suppressed them. She controlled her emotions very well, but Wan Qi still noticed it.

In combat, it is a basic operation for mages to use their mental perception to cover the enemy. If Frostnova is also a mage, the two sides are already locked in a mental battle, just like electronic warfare on a modern battlefield. Gathering as much information about the enemy as possible and trying to disrupt the enemy's ability to gather information are standard tactics.

Arcana was very good at this, and the woman's use of mental power was also exquisite.

However, Frostnova did not react in this way, and her fighting style was different from that of mages and mystics. All her attacks and damage were carried out directly in the real world, so Wan Qi saw through her without any hindrance.

Then he discovered the abnormal energy reaction in Frostnova's body. According to Amiya's previous conversation with Veldine, these were Originium. The other party was an Infected, and Originium could cause physical mutations, potentially allowing Infected to activate Originium Arts directly through themselves without the aid of any equipment.

Wan Qi did indeed discover a mutated organ inside the other person's body. This organ would also operate synchronously when the other person used Originium Arts, which was estimated to be the infected person's Originium mutated organ.

In short, this was like giving Frostnova a full-body ultrasound.

In response to Wan Qi's question, Froststar simply said, "You can call me Froststar. What's your name?"

"Wan Qi".

"I remember."

After the exchange period ended, Frostnova launched an attack without hesitation.

This time there were more ice spikes, but Wan Qi hid without any problem. However, he was slightly surprised that when Frostnova activated her Originium Arts, she actually drew her short sword and started fighting him hand-to-hand.

Read that, damn it, melee mage!

There's nothing surprising about it; mages need to know melee combat, that's common sense.

Compared to the previous imp, Frostnova's combat skills are significantly more refined and deadly. With the added advantage of ice crystals in cold environments, various tiny ice spikes often pierce the ground. These ice spikes may not necessarily hurt people, but they will change the friction of the ground. Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows what it means to step into the air.

Froststar, a skilled veteran, a true warrior.

The only problem is that the opponent's stats are overwhelmingly superior.

Wanqi easily dodged Froststar's attack. His main task now was to hold her back and attract the enemy's attention as much as possible. In addition, he had plenty of energy left, so he was in the mood to chat with Froststar.

"I don't think the Reunion Movement, this terrorist organization, is suitable for you. Have you considered switching sides?"

"On the other hand, there was no need for us to fight to the death."

"Girl, say something! You can see I'm handling this with ease, right? Do you really want to push me to the edge before you say anything?"

"I'm going to read this, and I'm going to fight back!"

Just then, Froststar suddenly distanced herself from Wanqi and said, "I know I can't beat you, so I'm waiting for someone too."

"What a cunning white rabbit."

How could Wan Qi not have noticed that a scorching and violent force was approaching him?

Coincidentally, his target was also that high-energy unit.

Whenever the other side went after Virting and his group, Wanqi would simply abandon Frostnova and go to engage them. But since the other side had already arrived, there was no need for further trouble; they could simply be dealt with on the spot.

As the bone plating unfolded, a chilling aura that even Froststar found icy instantly spread.

Ice Magic O Cold Blade Slash O Cold Enhancement

The crescent-shaped slash met the blazing flames, and the collision of energies caused a terrifying explosion, instantly filling the surrounding environment with water vapor.

But then, the water vapor turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground, and a detached, mature woman appeared beside Frostnova.

At first glance, she's a beautiful older sister, arrogant, aloof, and fiery—the kind of character who would require 200,000 words to slowly win over in any light novel, perhaps even with a touch of masochistic or sadistic contrast.

Of course, such a role also represents danger and death.

"You're very strong." The mature woman, who resembled a fire dragon, spoke, a hint of admiration on her face.

For some reason, the scene felt very familiar, and Wan Qi could even imagine what the other person would say next.

"So, how about joining the Reunion Movement?" The fiery dragon-like older sister extended an invitation.

"You all have this habit, right?"

Wan Qi suddenly felt that the mature woman in front of him was like a reversed version of Arcana.

One was constantly smiling, while the other had a perpetually cold expression.

Arcana's power is icy cold, but he loves to laugh.

This mature woman possesses a fiery and violent power, yet she remains indifferent.

Why don't you two try mixing and matching and create a new species? It feels like it would be a perfect match.

“Someone asked me the same question before,” Wan Qi said with a smile. “So, I refuse!”

"That's a real shame. Remember my name, Talulah. I'm the one who killed you."

Talulah pointed her longsword at Wanqi, flames rising from it.

"No, Arcana at least held on a little longer, and you just dismissed me with a single sentence?"

Although they were all enemies, Talulah made Wanqi very unhappy.

Since you consider me talented, even if you don't expect me to visit you three times, you should at least treat me with respect. Would it kill you to ask me one more question? In ancient China, even a beggar on the street wouldn't give you that kind of attitude.

"Opportunities are always precious. The Reunion Movement only needs loyal fighters, not treacherous villains."

"Who said that? I think the one behind you is completely disloyal!"

Wan Qi's words startled everyone, and then they all looked in the direction she was pointing.

Just then, a certain American toad, who was preparing to watch the show from the sidelines, suddenly became the brightest star under the spotlight, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

"I (Kazdel profanity), you (Kazdel profanity), why are you dragging me into this! Believe me or not, I'll shove a bomb in your ass and make your chrysanthemum bloom within a five-kilometer radius!"

W immediately began a warm greeting, using polite, gentle, and witty language.

She's just here to watch the drama unfold. Her relationship with the Reunion Movement is purely cooperative. We're mercenaries, after all. You're talking about loyalty with mercenaries? Are you out of your mind?

"Is this your little trick to stall for time?" Talulah asked dismissively.

"No, what I mean is, I've had my fill of fun. Let's be frank and open with each other."

Just then, screams of other Reunion members came from the surrounding area. Many of the wounded and dying began to vomit blood, and their flesh and bones began to burst, separate, and shatter. A moment later, a skull with red light flashing in its eye sockets slowly stood up from a pool of flesh and blood and began to absorb the remaining flesh and blood.

Necromantic magic, skeleton summoning, and structural enhancement.

But this was just the beginning. Wan Qi raised his hand, and countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky. These frail skeletons were quickly covered with a layer of metal armor. During this process, soul fragments and necromantic bacteria were also injected, creating an effect greater than the sum of its parts. This was something Wan Qi had not expected.

Real-world combat can indeed bring unexpected surprises.

Necronomicon bacteria make the undead's body more robust and flexible, while soul fragments give undead units greater intelligence, enabling them to act in unison and cooperate closely under the same mental connection.

A single undead creature is called a wild monster, while a group of undead creatures is called a legion. When a massive number of undead creatures gather under the command of a necromancer, they are known as the Undead Scourge.

The pale, lifeless moon slowly rose, but the surrounding environment was completely different from the previous death zone. Everyone in it felt as if their souls were being peeled away, and their bodies were undergoing uncontrollable changes.

What surprised Wan Qi even more was that he could directly absorb the Originium from the bodies of the dead and the surrounding environment, and convert the energy within into the magic power he needed.

So... this thing and magical elements are actually equivalent energy systems?

Wan Qi decided to conduct further research, but for now, every infected person who falls here is recharging him.

Originium provides energy, flesh and blood provide nourishment, bones become weapons, and soul fragments replenish the stockpile.

Holy crap! Are these infected people running a charity? They're so generous, not wasting a single bit.

Wan Qi was somewhat surprised; was this environment being a little too friendly to him?

He wasn't very powerful in life, but he helped me after death. What a noble spirit of self-sacrifice! It even made me a little embarrassed.

For a necromancer, this kind of death is something they would never see in eighteen lifetimes.

Wan Qi took a step forward, beneath which churned endless darkness, the depravity of death, representing the reset of reincarnation.

Talulah suddenly felt a pang of regret; it seemed she had gone too far.

"Drive away death, reshape souls, this is the realm of the dead, welcome to my—Death Domain of Spirit Driving!"

Section 30: The Necromancer's Fighting Style

(A long chapter of 5,000 words! Please leave comments, comrades (**3*))

Long, long ago, necromancers understood a very simple truth—playing with death leads to no good end.

Don't be fooled by the fact that many of the things necromancers do may seem blasphemous to ordinary people. True necromancers, like druids, revere the great cycle of life and death.

The way of life and death is the law of nature. The cycle of reincarnation is broken, but there will always be a return.

Therefore, necromancers do not casually touch upon the true meaning of life and death, or rather, every necromancer who attempts to cross that red line is aware of their own fate.

This is why necromancers are both hated and revered, and are treated as outsiders in the magical world.

They have the strength, they have the bottom line, and more importantly, true necromancers dare to take responsibility for their actions.

Without this awareness, you won't even have the right to hear the doorbell of the gate between life and death.

However, by the same token, after gaining a sufficient understanding of death and life, necromancers began to attempt to complete and perfect their necromancy system within a limited scope, and created a magical domain that could reverse the life and death of undead creatures within a certain range. Its predecessor was the Death Domain, the Moon of No Life.

However, the Death Domain is a relatively common domain for magicians. According to that necromancer's memory, all necromancers who have reached the third rank can do it. Of course, there are very few necromancers who can reach the third rank, since this line is the dividing line between the extraordinary and above in that magical world.

Continuing upwards, after entering the fourth tier, the deeply developed Death Domain becomes the Moon of No Life Exorcism Death Domain.

This is a name that Wan Qi translated based on his memory of the description. It has absolutely nothing to do with GW's Exorcising Dead Zone. Those space spirits are essentially mechanical ascension.

However, the Dead Zone of Exorcism cannot be summoned casually; it requires a sufficient number of sacrifices, namely, death.

In other words, the Death Domain can only be summoned on the battlefield, or the necromancer can create enough deaths to forcibly summon the Death Domain. But what is certain is that the larger the battlefield and the more people die, the greater the power of the Death Domain.

Furthermore, the Exorcism Domain itself can strengthen and provide feedback to necromancers. As a result, some necromancers create wars and deaths everywhere, and then use the Exorcism Domain to absorb power and help them break through to higher levels.

The necromancer's bad reputation is basically all caused by these despicable people.

Because of the vibrant and energetic Reunion Movement, the entire Chernobog area has been filled with an aura of death. From Wanqi's perspective, it is a giant altar of death.

You can just casually travel through time and find a ready-made altar of death to use. It's like a golden opportunity falling from the sky and landing right in your wallet.

It would be such a waste not to make good use of it; one shouldn't be so wasteful.

The true soul has returned, and the remaining fragments drift in the world. Few people discover them, and even fewer understand their value.

But now, Wanqi can give them a chance to return to the human world, and then... become his filler baby.

You've already been given a second chance at life, and the only price you pay is to be a filler baby. What a cheap request! In the mid-2020s, this would have been a favor that required you to wear a suit and say thank you!

At this moment, no further words are needed. Wan Qi only needs to raise his hand, and the army of undead will engulf everything.

"Help! Help me!"

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

"I was wrong! I know I was wrong, let me out!"

"Mom, I want to go home!"

The main force of the Reunion Movement was just a bunch of thugs. They were fine when they were winning, but when faced with an incomprehensible absolute power, they collapsed faster than the Chinese national football team losing a game. On the battlefield, only Talulah, Frostnova, W, Mephisto, and Faust, along with a few elites around them, were still able to fight. The rest were basically scattered sand.

As time goes by, these scattered individuals will be killed and transformed into new undead units. Whether they are pieced together from flesh and blood or summoned as skeletons depends on Wan Qi's own whim.

The roles of offense and defense have shifted, and now Talulah must take the initiative to launch an attack.

There was also a tacit understanding among the Reunion Movement's cadres. Talulah simply nodded, and Frostnova immediately began to activate her Originium Arts, using ice to seal the necromancers' movement abilities. Faust tried to find the most troublesome necromancer units and those closest to Mephisto for precise targeting. Mephisto only had Originium Arts manipulation abilities left at this time, because his niche of summoning herds had been squeezed out by necromancy, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

W then used ballistae and various bombs to clear the scene, leading his mercenary squad in a full-scale attack.

They have no choice but to fight desperately now; the undead units are ruthless and show no mercy.