No need to wait, you can summon the undead at once, which is what the necromancer dreams of.

It's only suitable for enlarging moves and attacking from far. Once you get close, you will face death for the magician.

The effect of the magician's map cannon is strong, but it's not good to fight alone.

And magicians in the group, or need to protect the existence.

So Augustine, the weak chicken, can only look at the rabbit and sigh, and even if he summons the buried low skeleton, but with the action of the skeleton, the chance of catching the flexible and vigorous rabbit is quite small.

We can't summon skeletons from all over the mountains. Let's catch a rabbit.

Ningshu is speechless. The world can use all kinds of magic. I don't know if I can use the rules. Ningshu wants to use vines, but it can't.

The vines won't stretch out.

With water, Ning Shu Points his finger at the rabbit. The rabbit is wrapped by the water barrier and struggles ceaselessly.

You can use the law of water, but it's the heavenly way that limits power.

But some powerful fire magic spells can burn a city.

Augustine looked at the rabbit floating directly in front of him, turned around and looked at Ning Shu. "Vicky, your mental strength is so strong."

Magicians need strong mental power to capture the magic particles in the air, accurately select the elements they need, and integrate them into the body.

Ning Shu nods, the fire of soul is beating.

It was only in the last world that the big boss was killed and the fire of life was extinguished. Now she has become a skeleton.

This feeling is really very bad. I can't even speak. It's good to be a talking skeleton.

Augustine caught the rabbit, but he was in trouble in killing it again. He found a potion made of something he didn't know and poured it down.

Then the rabbit splashed and caught fire. It was black and burnt.

Ning Shu:

Augustine grabbed the curly hair and said, "I think I can eat it."

He took out his knife and plate, wrapped his napkin around his neck and enjoyed a big meal.

Hold the black rabbit with a fork and cut it with a knife.

The meat cut by the rabbit is still snowing and has fur on its surface.

Don't you know you still need peeling?

Augustine put down his knife and fork, "I'd better go to find some fruit to eat.

Ning Shu reached out and peeled the rabbit's skin with a knife. Then the stick sprang up.

"I will do that." Augustine took the stick and baked it on the lamp which seemed to be lit by the oil of Warcraft.

Ning Shu:

It's really painful not to speak.

When a rabbit is to be cooked with a big fire, Ning Shu thinks that either her eyes are out of order or Augustine is a fool.

This NIMA is completely retarded in life.

It's not easy to live such a big life. Since I was ten years old, I have no life skills at all?

It's hard for the client to take care of him.

Ning Shu wanted to sigh, went out of the tree hole, went outside to collect firewood, then lit it, took the stick in Augustine's hand, and roasted the rabbit.

Augustine sat next to Ning Shu. "You're good."

No, you're more powerful. If you tumble, you'll toss something deadly.

"Vicky, it's good to have you. The fire in your soul is out. Do you know how scared I am?" Said Augustine, frightened, growling with hunger.

Ning Shu turned the rabbit over, and the rabbit began to nourish and smell.

Augustine turned out the salt with large particles, and applied it on the rabbit with a brush. With the salt taste, the fresh taste of the meat aroused and became more fragrant.

But Ning Shu can't smell it, no taste, no smell.

As for hearing, it's what the soul hears.

Augustine, with his fork and knife, had an empty plate in front of him, waiting for a big meal.

When it was ripe, Ning Shu put the whole rabbit on the plate in front of him.

Ning Shu was a little afraid that the fragrance would lead to some fierce beast or Warcraft.

Augustine was not worried at all. He cut the rabbit and ate it. He said happily, "Vicky, this rabbit is delicious. If only you could eat it."

"Vicky..."

"Vicky..."

Ningshu's ear has always been around the word Vicky Vicky.

As for whether the client is a man or a woman, I don't know. It's called Vicky because the skeleton is female. So Augustine called her Vicky.

What if it was a man?

Ning Shu's mind is constantly divergent.

Ning Shu opens his mouth to talk, but fails to make a sound, that is, the sound of mandible opening and closing."I'm looking for fruit," Ning Shu wrote with a quill pen

Augustine shook his head. "Don't go. I'm full of rabbit meat. You may meet a dragon slayer in this mountain, and then you will be killed."

It is estimated that the extinction of the soul fire made Augustine afraid, "you are still safer with me."

Ning Shu feels that it's not safe to stay with him. There will be an explosion at any time, and he doesn't know when he will make the wand.

In fact, this Necromancer's staff can instantly summon skeletons to its side. Ning Shu guesses that it may also be mixed with spatial forces.

Because skeletons move around the necromancer in a blink of an eye.

With this staff, necromancers don't need to carry skeletons.

You can even swing in the sun.

Ning Shu nods, then he won't go.

After eating half of the rabbit, Augustine began to refine again. In a word, the fire was everywhere, crackling, and the hole in the tree was so narrow that there was no place for his feet.

Ning Shu bent down to tidy up the mess.

If there is no accident, one person and one skeleton will live on like this.

Ning Shu watched him toss and turn, and Augustine looked serious.

In the evening, Ning Shu heats up half of the rabbit he hasn't eaten and lets him eat it.

Along with the simple bed.

"Vicky, I want to sell weapons tomorrow, and then buy some supplies back," said Augustine to Ning Shu, who was standing by

Augustine said that the weapon was the weapon he refined and put in the corner. As for whether it was good or not, Augustine had no concept at all.

But the weapons he bought usually sold dozens of gold coins.

It doesn't sound like much, but it's a gold coin. The magic crystal of a one star Warcraft is only a few silver coins.

But these money all bought the material, the metal, what Warcraft bone.

As for Augustine who made the wand of the dead, he was still confused when he was chased. It's just a wand. How can so many people ask for it and kill him.

I don't know my level of alchemy at all.

Invisible clothing. Force the most deadly.