"It's over, I've been discovered."

This was the first thought that came to my mind.

However, what the person outside said next made me feel slightly relieved.

"You're talking about that wooden stake that only has a root left? How is that possible? Bone spirit holly is a rare herb and alchemy material. It's hard to find it in the market..."

"But when I look at the bark and the exposed roots, they look very similar."

I realised that the people outside didn't notice me. My heart was filled with joy.

I picked up my bag and prepared to sneak out of the small wooden house while they were focused on the tree at the door.

"How is that possible? Let me take a closer look... Oh, it seems to be true."

I quietly pushed open the window of the small wooden house and was prepared to leave from the back.

Before I left, I even took a look at the situation outside the door.

I saw a total of three people outside the door. A young man and a woman, were dressed in expensive clothes. There was also an old man with white hair who was dressed in a long mage robe.

Just as my gaze landed on the old man, I felt a powerful pressure. The power of death in my body was instantly activated, as if he and I were natural enemies.

I didn't dare to look at the old man again. I immediately averted my gaze.

However, the old man seemed to have a pair of eyes on his back. He immediately turned around.

Thus, I made eye contact with the old man.

I thought to myself, 'not good!'!

The person who could make the power of death in my body feel this way must be a very powerful mage, or even a magister. Moreover, it was most likely a life or light magister.

And now, I was just a necromancer who hadn't even reached the level of a high-level mage.

Without the slightest hesitation, I turned around and ran.

I knew that in front of a high-level light mage, the power of death in my body was like a lamp in the dark night, extremely eye-catching.

He would definitely be able to tell at a glance that I was a necromancer.

Therefore, I cannot delay. I must immediately and quickly escape.

The mage standing next to the two youths suddenly felt that, and in the dark, a gaze was focused on them.

Turning his head, he saw a fellow who was emitting the power of death from head to toe, running wildly into the distance.

Based on his many years of experience, this was a necromancer.

Instantly, he felt the light energy in his body start to stir.

He raised the magic staff in his hand, concentrated his attention, and infused his magic power.

A white magic ball immediately condensed beside him.

With a wave of his hand, the magic ball flew towards the necromancer in the distance.

While I was running away, I already felt danger when the magic ball was just formed.

Thus, I squeezed out some strength from my body. I increased my speed of escape.

However, after three seconds, I still felt my body become lighter.

Then, my entire body flew up.

I knew that I was hit.

After being hit by the Magic Ball, I immediately got up. Then, I discovered that other than the books and materials on my back being destroyed, my body wasn't damaged at all.

Without any delay, I got up and continued to escape.

The light magister behind me was also shocked when he saw that I actually got up and continued to escape. I didn't even seem to be injured at all.

"Teacher, you didn't seem to have hit him..."

The young girl beside him said after seeing this.

Hearing his younger sister speak to his teacher like this, the youth beside him immediately tried to remedy the situation.

"Teacher clearly hit him. It's just that he didn't hurt that person."

"..."

"You might as well not explain yourself!"

Hearing the words of his two disciples, Philip was speechless.

Especially his eldest disciple Kevin. After earing his words, the second magic ball in Philip's hand dissipated due to his lack of concentration.

Ignoring the two brats, Philip turned his attention back to the damned necromancer in the distance.

He realized that it had only been a short delay. The necromancer in the distance had already run out of the magic ball's killing range.

This won't do. I have to capture this damned necromancer and show him to these two brats.'

In order to save his face, Philip decided to personally chase after this necromancer.

"You two stay here and don't move. I'll chase after that necromancer."

After saying this, Philip cast a light body haste spell on himself.

Whoosh --

With a whoosh, he ran out.

As I ran, I was surprised that the second magic ball hadn't arrived yet.

It was only when I was about to run into the forest that I finally let go of this problem.

I was confident that once I ran into the forest, I would be able to quickly use the advantage of being familiar with the terrain to escape.

"Whoosh --"

However, just when I was a few dozen meters away from the forest, I suddenly heard the sound of a gust of wind behind me.

When I turned around, I was almost scared out of my wits.

That light magister had actually chased after me.

Moreover, he was getting closer and closer to me.

It seemed that he would definitely be able to catch up to me before entering the forest.

From the way the humans and the church in this world treated necromancers and undead creatures, I would definitely die if I was caught.

Thinking of this, I immediately gritted my teeth and made a decision.

"Tap -- tap --"

The light magister who had been chasing me all this time suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves behind me.

He turned around to take a look.

When he saw this, his jaw almost dropped.

What was this thing?

A wild boar on a ghoul?

Moreover, wasn't this wild boar and ghoul a big too big?

And the thick wooden stick in his hand, was it a mace?

A few questions flashed through sorcerer Philip's mind.

But when he saw the knight King charging at him with a weapon, he still woke up.

He shook the magic staff in his hand and released a shockwave towards the Knight King who was charging at him.

The Knight King was immediately sent flying by the magic spells cast by the magister.

When I finally ran to the edge of the forest and saw the knight king who was staggering up, my heart ached.

This was my strongest undead!

But there was nothing I could do. The difference between an intermediate magician and a Magister was simply too great.

I could only sacrifice him.

I turned around and continued running into the forest.

"Kacha -- Kacha --"

After running for dozens of minutes, I was already covered in sweat, but I still didn't dare to slack off.

Suddenly, I ran under a large tree and stopped.

It wasn't because this place was already safe, but because I discovered that the connection between the Knight King and me had been severed.

And this meant that my undead, the Knight King, had been eliminated.

Dead...