Bone Manipulator

night.

Behind the brass gate.

The eerie Ghostfire illuminated the white bones scattered on the ground.

After confirming that there was no danger in the area.

The necromancers who had come together spontaneously dispersed.

They started collecting materials.

Seeing this scene.

The necromancer, holding an ugly staff and walking at the very back, had a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.

He strode quickly toward his "companions".

Very soon.

The quiet assassination attempt then came to an end.

"You have killed 1 necromancer, bringing your total number of necromancers killed to 58."

"You have gained 11 XP points and 19 Xia Yin Value."

"You have gained 1 Honor Points."

"You have obtained 4 Perception Shard"

"Total number of Perception Shard: 64"

The first level of the Great Tomb.

Roger, having removed his disguise, skillfully disposed of the necromancers' corpses.

This is already the sixth wave.

For the past two weeks.

Roger began to frequently appear in the Necro Four Towns in order to farm Perception Shard.

With the help of a disguise kit and Trick Master.

He successfully disguised himself as a low-level mage and infiltrated the enemy ranks.

In this process.

He obtained a lot of useful information.

The most interesting part is the content about the "Bone Tax".

As is widely known.

The two most essential materials for necromancers practicing Evil Curse are bones and human skin.

The Land of Buried Bones became the stronghold of Greyrock City.

It's because this place used to have an inexhaustible supply of bones.

But that's ancient history.

Several years ago.

Greyrock City is beginning to face a shortage of bones.

The cause was that Wellington, the Lord of Evil Spirits, insisted on creating the "Bone Tax".

It is said that several heated debates have taken place inside the Pale Hall regarding this bizarre tax.

But in the end, Wellington still won.

Once such harsh policies were implemented, life became unbearable for the lower-level mages.

Trying to pass off inferior goods as superior ones?

impossible.

Those skeletons in the Negative Energy Plane don't even qualify as "Grade 1 Bone," so they don't count at all.

Want to evade taxes?

Absolutely not!

Wellington put his Bone Dragon Knight Legion in charge of collecting taxes, and anyone who tried to embezzle in this regard would be punished most severely.

Some people, in order to avoid being evicted for not being able to pay their taxes, had no choice but to use their own bones as collateral.

It started with the ribs.

Later came the clavicle and arm bone.

Later on, he simply transformed himself into a ghost.

But life as a ghost isn't necessarily any easier.

Although fresh human bones are classified as "Grade III" in the Bone Tax rating system, their value far exceeds that of other types of Grade 3 Bone.

But since the amount is small, the days of not being able to make ends meet will soon pass and the savings will be gone.

in this case.

The word "bone" is enough to easily attract the attention of necromancers.

Roger didn't even need to lie much.

These necromancers just delivered themselves to our doorstep.

Even though the Greyrock City authorities had explicitly warned them that the Autumn Wind Mountain Range were a high-risk area.

But they still gritted their teeth and pressed on.

It is evident that oppressive government is more ferocious than a tiger.

There are many suspicious aspects behind the "Bone Tax".

Roger had no clue, so he passed the problem on to Alan.

After disposing of the necromancers' corpses.

He strode quickly to the brass gate.

Just then.

Three figures suddenly appeared outside the gate!

The sound of "puffing" echoed in the darkness.

Will-o' -Ghostfire, like Eternal Lamp, illuminated the entire tomb!

"I thought it was a group trap."

"I never expected that in the end I would only be alone."

The speaker held a staff, half his face was shrouded in a gray hood, and his voice was somewhat effeminate.

"The three of us were quite embarrassed."

Roger took a few steps back, his Qi Divination Technique already activated.

"Ross LV38 Necromancer (Necromancer/Elite)" (Ranked fourth in the Pale Hall)

"Heimer LV37 Dark Knight (Necromancer/Elite)" (Ranked seventh in the Pale Hall)

"Farul LV37 Greater Wraith (Necromancer/Elite)" (Ranked 13th in the Pale Hall)...

"Let me see who you really are!"

A sharp glint flashed in Ross's effeminate eyes, then he chuckled softly:

"Look what I found! A few interesting titles..."

"A Defense Expert, a Genius Caster, and a Superb Swordsman."

Roger's expression changed slightly.

But the next second...

The necromancer shook his head to himself. "My Cognition Count have always been very low. Most of the titles that I can detect are fraudulent."

"Let me guess, you have the ability to change titles, don't you?"

So everything is reversed?

"In reality, he's a ' Defense Novice,' 'can't cast spells at all,' and a ' Rookie Swordsman.'"

Roger's expression darkened further.

However, the necromancer continued to shake his head, "The feedback you gave me is wrong, your expression is not right."

"Ah, I get it! Someone as smart as you wouldn't set all the options to be the opposite; there has to be one that's correct. That increases the margin for error! Which one will it be? No need to guess!"

At this point, he suddenly quickened his pace. "I think it's ' Defense Novice,' 'completely unable to cast spells,' and ' Superb Swordsman.'"

Roger remained silent throughout.

The Greater Wraith beside him silently clapped:

"You're too smart for a necromancer."

Ross humbly bowed his head and said:

"You're so handsome you don't look like a ghost."

"Enough!" Dark Knight Haimer said with disgust. "The way you two flatter each other makes me sick."

Ross retorted sarcastically, "I didn't know Dark Knight could get pregnant. I apologize for the intrusion."

Without waiting for Heimer's response.

He stepped forward, raised his staff, and unleashed a large-scale "Detect Life" spell.

Dark red ripples spread out from the tomb.

There has been no feedback.

"There really isn't anyone else here!"

Ross stomped his foot angrily. "You've embarrassed us!"

The next second.

A large number of figures began to appear behind him.

There were more than 40 necromancers and their summoned creatures! Roger understood what was going on at a glance.

"4th Ring Spell: Mass Invisibility!" Undead Creature filed in, surrounding Roger and the coffins in layers.

"Any last words?" Ross asked with a smile.

"I'm very good at writing epitaphs."

Roger glanced at him and laughed too:

"Then write one."

"For yourself."

The next moment.

His body swelled up dramatically.

The silvery-white scales, illuminated by the Ghostfire, made them appear like those of a god! "Attack!"

Roger gave the order.

The dozen or so unusually large coffins were suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Twenty Quasi-Horned Demon rose from their coffins!

They shouted and rushed toward the brass gate.

"Withdraw!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Ross turned and ran.

It's a pity.

The path behind him was blocked!

"Sir, a lot of humans have suddenly appeared outside!"

"They've blocked the entrance!"

"We can't get out!"

Ross turned around, his face pale.

Near the gate, the half-human, half-dragon monster was rapidly twisting its tail, crackling with electricity! "A Shui!"

Roger shouted.

Immediately, Heavy Rain began to fall.

"Stop him!"

Ross raised his staff, and a "Basic Element Repulsion Barrier" instantly took shape.

But it was too late.

Roger's tail had already plunged in fiercely, and he had completed a satisfying release in the steamy crowd!

"Created skill: Lightning Dragon Drill!" Amidst the crackling sounds of Bilibili.

The Undead Creature, which were naturally countered by the Lightning Element, perished instantly.

Those who survived also lost consciousness.

Roger rushed forward and slapped each of the three powerful figures in the Pale Hall, ending their lives!

The balance of power in the battle has completely tipped.

The remaining necromancers were like lambs to the slaughter, with no chance of escape!

An hour later.

This classic case of fishing versus anti-fishing and triple fishing has come to an end.

Roger took stock of his gains with a sigh.

Of the three elite monsters, he only managed to unlock one of their specializations.

This was somewhat unacceptable to him.

Especially the necromancer Ross.

This guy was probably the smartest person Roger ever killed.

His analysis regarding the inference of the title was almost perfect.

It's a pity.

Even the smartest people make mistakes:

If he hadn't been so engrossed in deduction by Roger's custom title, he should have noticed the absurdly large number of coffins near the gate.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

The fact that they couldn't learn anything from Ross's expertise made the fishing competition less than perfect.

Fortunately, the specialties from the Dark Knight are also quite unique.

"Bone Manipulator (4th Ring Feat): You can easily move, remove, or manipulate your own bones. If necessary, you can remove portions of your bones to use as weapons without affecting your body."

Roger's first reaction upon seeing it was—

Where are my bone dragon brothers?

With maxed-out bone density and Bone Manipulator, isn't that just a mini-Wolverine? In everyday life.

This specialty is a superior alternative to "Bone Shrinking Skill" and "Bone Shifting Technique".

As for its application in combat, further exploration is needed.

After the war.

Roger now has 183 Perception Shard.

At the moment of selecting "Confirm Redemption".

He could almost hear girls shouting in unison, "Congratulations, Boss Luo, on reaching Perception Point 1!"

That tangy and refreshing taste.

Only I know.

also.

The Honor Points have officially broken through the 30,000 mark, but are still a long way from 100,000.

But Roger firmly believed that hard work pays off.

With the determination to thoroughly clean the Land of Buried Bones, he led his men away from the tomb.

After meeting up with a group of human Adventurers outside who were responsible for blocking the entrance to the mountainside.

They left the place together.

At the same time, Roger sent a signal.

A moment later.

In a valley not far from here.

Alan silently waved his hand, signaling everyone to retreat.

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and left one after another.

Until everyone was safely evacuated.

Alan then sent a signal.

A while later.

In the Underground City not far from here.

The Gray Dwarf from Band City received the signal.

They retreated, completely bewildered.