Chapter 28 Visitors from Another World——Deity of Necromancy!

"Picking the stars with the sun and the moon in hand, there is no one like me in the world. I never thought that this remnant soul of the old man would survive!"

"Who!?" A strange voice suddenly came to my ears, and Zhu Ziyang was so frightened that he almost lost his temper, jumped up from the bed, and the Jing Shixiu Life Scythe appeared in his hand in an instant, showing a vigilant look on his face.

"Son, don't be nervous." The old voice came again, sensing Zhu Ziyang's deep vigilance, he said reassuringly.

"Who are you?" Zhu Ziyang also realized that the owner of the voice was not malicious at this time, but he was still vigilant and asked sharply.

"I'm just a remnant soul, you don't have to worry." The old voice said, and it could be felt that he was trying his best to dispel Zhu Ziyang's vigilance.

"Remnant soul!" Zhu Ziyang was startled when he heard the words. If a ray of remnant soul can have such a clear consciousness, then what a terrifying existence the deity of this voice must be! He said calmly, "Where are you?"

"Hehe~ on your body." The old voice replied with a smile.

"You are in my sea of ​​consciousness!" Zhu Ziyang understood instantly, with a look of horror on his face, he asked, "When did it happen?"

"Don't be afraid, child. I really mean nothing." Seeing Zhu Ziyang's vigilance rising again, the old voice was a little anxious, and said repeatedly, "I was attracted by that little silver wolf. without malice."

Silver wolf? Silver Dragon Wolf!

Zhu Ziyang understood that this remnant soul was probably attracted by the energy disorder caused by the silver dragon wolf's sacrifice.

He was thinking in his mind, his eyes exuded a faint golden glow. At this time, in his line of sight, a group of pale golden flames appeared in a space of five meters around him. Seeing that group of flames, he completely let go of his vigilant heart.

The eye of the bright heart, this is the ultimate talent brought to Zhu Ziyang by the ultimate light. It can make him feel the good and evil attitudes of any creature with a soul towards him. Only the soul with good intentions towards him will show a golden flame .

Obviously, this mysterious remnant soul did not lie, and he did not have any malice towards Zhu Ziyang.

"Is it you?" Zhu Ziyang's consciousness entered the sea of ​​spirits, and he saw the gray beads and silver rhombic crystals floating above the sea of ​​spirits at a glance. The old voice came from the gray beads.

"That's right, it's me." The gray beads shook, and he seemed very happy to see that Zhu Ziyang trusted him.

"Who are you?" Zhu Ziyang looked at the gray bead curiously. From that bead, he felt the breath of light and death, which made him very curious.

"Who am I? No one has asked me that for a long time." The old voice said with a sense of vicissitudes and a little pride, "My enemies call me a natural disaster, and my followers call me a god. My creatures call me Father, I am Scourge, I am Necromancer, I am Electrolux!"

"The natural disaster of the undead? The holy god of the dead? Electrolux?" Zhu Ziyang couldn't help repeating, and quickly searched the memory in his mind, trying to find relevant information, but he couldn't find anything related to these three names. relationship record.

"Hehe, don't think about it, the old man doesn't belong to this world." Electrolux said, with a little melancholy and surprise in his tone.

"Another world!" Zhu Ziyang was shocked. He looked at the gray beads with a little more curiosity and inquiry, and said, "Another world really exists? Are you a god of another world?"

He thought of Electrolux's previous claim, and couldn't help feeling excited. If it was really the remnant soul of a god, wouldn't the knowledge and abilities he possessed be very powerful!

"God?" Electrolux felt Zhu Ziyang's excitement, and replied with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "Unfortunately, I am just a coward who dare not take that last step, not a real god. "

"That's it!" Zhu Ziyang couldn't help being a little disappointed, but he also expected it, he said, "Then your strength is also very strong, and it should be comparable to the title Douluo in our world. Then why do you have only a trace of disability left?" What about the soul?"

"I don't remember anymore." Electrolux said in a daze, "Actually, if your abilities didn't come from the same source as the old man, and you could get the energy to barely sustain the old man, I'm afraid I would have already dissipated."

"Abilities from the same source!" Zhu Ziyang heard a key word, and immediately thought that this Electrolux seems to have both the attribute of light and the attribute of death. His heart moved, and he said, "You also have the attribute of light and death at the same time?"

"Yes. However, the old man's death attribute is acquired, unlike you, who innately possesses the attributes of light and death." Electrolux said

"Hey! That's natural, I am the owner of the ultimate light!" Zhu Ziyang said quite proudly.

"Extremely bright? Our world seems to be called the Son of Light. What a blessed child!" Electrolux's tone was ambiguous, and then he said, "Son, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"Huh?" Zhu Ziyang was very surprised. He didn't expect Electrolux to accept him as an apprentice, so he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Son, you may think that this old man is joking." Electrolux said seriously, "Although this old man is just a remnant of soul, I used to be in a realm comparable to a god, which is more than enough for you, a teacher who only has a third-level magician. "

"Third-level magician? Is it the cultivation system of your world?" Zhu Ziyang did not refute Electrolux, but was very interested in a word he mentioned, and said.

"That's right," Electrolux said, "Although I don't know the power system of your world, the elements are the same, and the principles of cultivation are also common. This old man can teach you light magic and undead magic, and you can also teach you light magic." A method of fusing elements with the power of death."

"You said you know how to combine the light attribute and the death attribute?" Zhu Ziyang was very pleasantly surprised. He was worrying about how to integrate the two attributes of the Jingshi Xiuming Scythe. Hearing what Electrolux said, he instantly became interested.

"That's natural. There is a reason why the old man is called the holy god of the dead. The undead summoned by the old man's undead magic are all immune to the light attribute." Talking about his proud ability, Electrolux looked very Proud, said.

"Undead magic? What is that?" Zhu Ziyang asked.

"When you accept me as your teacher, you will naturally know what undead magic is." Electrolux did not answer, but said, "How is it? Would you like to take this old man as your teacher?"

"..." Zhu Ziyang was calculating the pros and cons in his mind.

After a long time, he made a decision and shouted to Electrolux, "Teacher!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Electrolux was very excited when he heard Zhu Ziyang's call, the gray beads trembled violently, and shouted "Good" three times, and said, "Good boy, is your name Zhu Ziyang?" Right? I’ll call you Ziyang, you will definitely become my most proud disciple!”

"Does the teacher have any other disciples?" Zhu Ziyang asked.

"There should be..." Electrolux himself was not sure.

"Teacher, when are you going to teach me the fusion of light and death?" Zhu Ziyang didn't care, but asked excitedly.

"Haha, I'm so impatient!" Electrolux laughed and said, "I really want to teach you and me my abilities now, but I need to sleep now to stabilize my soul so that it doesn't disappear."

"Well, teacher, you should stabilize your soul first, I'm not in a hurry." Zhu Ziyang was a little disappointed, but he understood, so he said.

"Haha, good boy!" Electrolux laughed, "I will be able to wake up in a year at most, and then I can teach you light magic and undead magic. Power, release the power of death with one hand."

"Okay, teacher." Zhu Ziyang nodded and replied.

"Good! Good! Good!" Electrolux said good three times, and then the voice gradually became smaller until it disappeared, and the gray beads also dimmed.