Mo Fan and the Necromancer's soul were in a stalemate, but Mo Fan was already completely at a disadvantage. He had gradually lost control of his body, first his feet, then his hands. If his body had not reached its limit, the soul would have probably controlled his hands and knocked him out.

The Necromancer also kept talking trash to disgust Mo Fan in his mind, trying to make Mo Fan give up the resistance. The two of them were in a stalemate for a few minutes, and Mo Fan was almost unable to hold on. When he was about to die, a familiar voice sounded in Mo Fan's mind.

"Huh? Why are you so miserable after not looking at it for a while? Why is there still a piece of garbage in your spiritual world?"

The arrogant voice of the past now echoed in Mo Fan's mind like the sound of nature. As soon as the word "garbage" came out, the incomplete soul of the necromancer turned directly into ashes, becoming the best tonic for Mo Fan's soul.

"Where have you been? Why is the space here so unstable? And you... Never mind, get up first and then talk."

Even though Mo Fan was underground, the goddess's holy light still enveloped Mo Fan. In just a few seconds, Mo Fan recovered. Whether it was his body, magic power, or his soul that had just had a splitting headache, they all returned to their best condition. Mo Fan couldn't help but marvel at it. In response to the goddess's questions, Mo Fan just told her about his recent experiences.

When the goddess heard that this was a crypt of the dead and there was even a necromancer inside, she was a little surprised, but she didn't care. She was more concerned about why the space in this place was so unstable, as if it could break at any time.

Following the goddess's guidance, Mo Fan wandered around the boss room and found a secret room behind two walls. As for how he found it, he just used brute force to unlock it.

After collecting the Necromancer's treasure, the goddess also came to a conclusion from Mo Fan. That is, this Necromancer was being used. The secret room was on two opposite sides of the room, and there were two small altars in it. They were called altars, but in fact they were a hand-painted formation, on which were placed some treasures filled with the breath of the dead. The formation gathered the breath of the dead that escaped from these treasures in the center.

The two formations were located at two opposite positions in the room, and the gathered undead aura would also radiate into the room to restore the dead necromancer. But according to the goddess, the two formations were not so much for the necromancer to recover, but rather for using the necromancer as bait to absorb the life aura of the adventurers who entered the room.

Over the years, this place has probably not been discovered many times, so the necromancer has only found the corpse and resurrected it now. However, in this way, the two formations did not absorb too much life energy, at most some miners or leaders of the Ning family, and then these four adventurers.

But even though not many people died here, the two formations gathered a lot of death energy. The strong death energy caused the surroundings of the formations to distort, which was the core element that caused the goddess to feel that the space here was unstable.

If this continues, the death energy in the two formations will increase, and the necromancer will become stronger and stronger. But when the death energy in the two formations is thick enough to cover the entire room, they will merge into one and swallow the necromancer in the process.

As for what will happen after the fusion, the goddess could not speculate, and could only come to a conclusion, that is, she could not detect such a place. This was not good news for her. You know, the goddess could not detect those who tried to break through the world and conquer the other world.

Fortunately, it was discovered early and the scale had not yet grown. As for other places, there might be such cases, but they were not within Mo Fan's jurisdiction. After all, he didn't know where they were, right? So the goddess sent an oracle to the Holy Light Church, telling them about these dangers and asking members of various churches to eliminate the abnormal points within their jurisdiction.

After dealing with all this, Mo Fan was ready to leave. Of course, the two formations were destroyed. But why did the goddess come to him? She couldn't be here to save him, right?

"Oh, this, I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. The saint prayed to me, saying that the hero had been pestering him recently, and I wondered if you and Chenxi were not together, so the hero would do this. Since you are fine now, you can deal with it after returning to the academy. It's up to you how to deal with it. If you want, you can say that the saint is your wife, I don't mind."

After saying this, the goddess turned off the microphone and left.

Mo Fan stood there in a daze, the goddess' words echoing in his mind.

"If you want, you can say that the Saint is your wife... If you want, you can say that the Saint is your wife... say that the Saint is your wife... the Saint is your wife... your wife..."

“Hey! No! Get the hell out of here! Are you still a goddess? How can you betray your believers like this? And you want me to deal with the hero? Aren’t you a goddess? Deal with him yourself! Let me do it! How can I do it? I&%&%&¥…”

After a beautiful chant, Mo Fan panted and recovered. He took a deep breath and put everything behind him. He would deal with it when he returned to the academy.

Leaving the Undead Crypt, or... an ordinary mine? After the death of the Necromancer, the two formations were also destroyed. The aura of death in this place is slowly dissipating. I'm afraid that in less than a month, this place will become the same as the mine outside.

Since it only took one night, Mo Fan's words when he came here still apply. No one stopped him. As for leaving the mine and it was dawn outside? So what. The hypnotic powder was still working. At least the people in the two-story house were still lying in bed.

Mo Fan found a spot on the edge of a square that was not well guarded, and quickly slipped into the woods before leaving.

Back in the inn in Ningcheng, Mo Fan checked his gains. In addition to some money, there were only three treasures. Among the three treasures, two were the staff and robe of the necromancer, which were definitely useless. As for the remaining one...

"I didn't expect this thing to really exist. Can this thing... be used to sense the breath of the dead?"

Looking at the Orb of the Dead in his hand, Mo Fan fell into deep thought. After all, it was not very powerful. It could only control people who were much weaker than itself, probably about ten levels weaker. If the level was higher, it would be completely useless. And it could only control one person. If it controlled too many people, the level difference would be even greater. It could only control ordinary people. And priests who believed in the Holy Light could not be controlled. In today's church, if you control a person, you will probably be discovered by church members in a minute. That is not a joke.

After thinking it over again and again, Mo Fan decided to give this thing together with the staff and robe to Chen Xi, since it was useless to him anyway. And it must be said that if it weren't for the rewards that Chen Xi chose, Mo Fan might not have been able to get out.

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