The Dark Curtain Organization had its own concealed chambers in every city in the Lancelot Empire, and Warren City was naturally no exception.
Inside an underground chamber walled entirely with hard stone, Han Shuo sat cross-legged alone, slowly digesting the memories he had obtained from the Necromancer's soul.
For four straight days, Han Shuo never set foot outside the chamber, going through all the Necromancer's decades of memories in his mind. The Necromancer, named Clayton, had been fifty-two years old, and Han Shuo extracted, filtered, and digested every experience from those fifty-two years.
Over those four days, Han Shuo absorbed and memorized his experiences from dozens of battles, his lifelong insights into Necromancy, and even certain secrets about his identity. Of course, Han Shuo could not be bothered to commit other irrelevant trivialities to memory.
Only after learning everything the Necromancer had experienced did Han Shuo discover that he had always belonged to an organization called the Calamity Church. For all these years, he had acted under orders from its higher-ups. This operation against Clark had also been carried out entirely on their instructions. He himself had not known why Clark had to be assassinated.
Aside from matters concerning his identity, Han Shuo's greatest gain was obtaining Clayton's magical insights as a Necromancer, from his progression from Magic Apprentice to Archmage, including his experiences and insights from every battle before his death.
If there truly was such a thing as reaching the heavens in a single step, Han Shuo had now done it. Obtaining the Necromancer's magical insights and combat experience would spare Han Shuo unnecessary detours, at least until he became a Necromancy Archmage. As long as he had enough mental power, he would be able to quickly learn high-level Necromancy.
Clayton's dozens of battles over his lifetime had