Under the hazy night, the man stood on the tombstones, looking around between the tombstones, and then he found that in the middle of the cemetery, there was a very obvious standing stone with obvious pure magic fluctuations, and he was immediately delighted.

Connor himself didn't know what happened to him. It was obvious that in his memory, he was an ordinary human being.

However, now he can indeed sense the powerful and arrogant power hidden in his bloodline. His magical talent is just a gift from this power, and it is simply not worth mentioning.

After looking around and confirming that there was no visible danger for the time being, the man slowly approached the standing stone near one-man in the middle of the cemetery.

The closer he got, the more he could feel that the stone seemed to gather the free energy in the air around him, gathering a lot of pure magic. It was quite pure, without too many impurities, and it was still saving.

I don’t know who was, for what purpose, and when the special building was built.

But you just need to understand that it is what Mr. Connor needs most urgently at the moment, and it simply solves his urgent needs.

What Mr. Connor needs most urgently now is magic power. Although he has magical talent, magic power does not come out of thin air.

In some of the knowledge inheritance he had initially digested, he knew that once his bloodline was awakened, he would ignite a powerful magic furnace, but if the burning "fire firewood" could not be obtained from other places, it would completely burn his soul, spirit, and will to ashes.

It is conceivable how important it is to him to discover such a magic gathering place that can directly allow him to obtain pure magic power.

Although he had discovered before that there seemed to be magic in the atmosphere of this world, and he could draw it directly from it without doing anything. However, the magic that spreads in the air is too troublesome to collect. Compared with a place like magic, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

It’s like rushing gold in a river alone. I worked hard to sift out a few grains of gold from the river water and mud. I was busy and busy, and I didn’t get much in the day.

But others directly found a gold mine vein, closed their eyes and didn't have to look at it. A pick-up hit it and it turned out to be a piece of gold mine. It was several times more efficient than the person who was trying to find gold.

Walking forward, stretching out your hands, and pressing against the surface of the standing stone, Connor closed his eyes and began to try to absorb the power therein.

It was very strange. He clearly felt that the surface of the standing stone that was pressing against his palm seemed to be starting to heat up. I don’t know if it was an illusion, a trace of subtle heat seemed to seep into every pore in his palm, drilled into his flesh and blood, and gathered into a heat flow.

Gradually, his whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water, feeling a warm feeling, and even felt that his physical fitness was increasing.

It was like the body was slowly bulging like a balloon, and every muscle was gradually filled with explosive power... Of course, Mr. Conner rationally judged based on the information he had, which should be an illusion.

After all, his bloodline power is still sleeping, and the magic power he has absorbed is simply not enough to activate the non-human bloodline.

He is now mainly based on the ability shown by human bloodline. Once he activates his other half's bloodline, he will become a "half-demon", and then he can remove the "half-demon" word...

——That is a bloodline template carefully designed to every cell, with extremely powerful potential.

But it means that if you do not obtain the chaotic core of the real demon, every step forward on the path of the demon will be closer to death... This will force them to become demon hunters.

Of course, Mr. Connor doesn't know about this yet, and he is a modern officer with a standard concept, but he still thinks that long-distance is the king.

If he could have ak47, he would not have carried the steel sword. The silver sword rushed forward like a witch hunter, and was facing the griffin beast.

By the same token, if the knowledge he learned next could make him a mage, he would never choose a knight.

About half a minute passed, and I felt the heat flow drawn from the standing stone gradually became weak and eventually disappeared. Connor opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

He felt a little lost because these magic powers were not enough and were far from enough to activate the potential of his bloodline.

However, if it is used to release a few low-level spells, it may be enough... The problem now is that he has not mastered a single spell.

"It seems that this magic place should not be a one-time thing. Even if I extract all the magic it saves, it will automatically replenish it after a while... I just don't know how long this cooling time will be."

The man turned his head and looked at the only building at the end of the cemetery. It looked like a small house. He thought for a moment, then walked towards it.

Then he found that there was only a staircase leading to the underground in the room, and at the end was a catacomb, which should be the tomb of the local lord's family. The originally locked wooden door was cut down, and there were some fresh traces below, as if someone had only been here before and had fought inside.

It should be the white-haired demon hunter. So, this is the place where the demon spirit once occupied.

Although it is the family cemetery of the local lord, Mr. Connor feels that this can be considered as his first base.

Anyway, Bram said that Sir Ignatius Vilires was the former ruler of the White Orchard, but he was hanged after the Nifgaards occupied the White Orchard.

Therefore, no one would accuse him of breaking into this place, and the villagers were worried about the ghosts in the cemetery and did not dare to approach them easily.

There are also the Niphgadians, who are afraid it will be difficult to deal with the cemetery. They launched a war, but it is not their final say when it will end. The years of war has depreciated Florin of the Niphgadian Empire. It is conceivable that they will never be able to integrate into the northern territory in a short period of time.

While playing Gent with the professor's assistant, Mr. Conner had collected enough information and established a preliminary understanding of the current situation.

He made a bold judgment, believing that if there was no accident, the stalemate between the Southern Empire and the Northern Kingdom would continue for another three to five years, which would be the most basic operation.

All he needs to do is seize this precious time, take advantage of the stage when local forces will not actively pay attention to their own capital, strive to master their own capital, have the ability to protect themselves in the future, and even seek a more grand and noble goal.

"This is a cemetery. In addition to the magic power of the place of magic, the most resources are corpses or skeletons, and residual spirits..."

Mr. Conner did what he said, and he cleaned up the catacombs while thinking about his next plan.

"I remember reading about necromancers in the knowledge fragments before, and then I can list it as a compulsory course... OK, that's such a pleasant decision."

He is planning to become a gravekeeper next, helping the villagers of Baiguoyuan Village guard the cemetery for free, and not pay for money.

As long as the villagers allow him to use the corpses or the dead of the dead, it will be fine, but I think no one will object, and this cemetery should have been used as a mass grave recently.

The center of the grave mound is, the more complete and old it is. There are often tombstones with inscriptions engraved, which look quite decent. The new graves on the periphery are obviously dug recently, and they look quite perfunctory. They all dig a hole and throw the body down and bury it.

Many pits have been dug up, and the corpses inside are missing. There are traces of dragging on the mud and weeds next to them. I don’t know what creature has dragged the corpse away.

Maybe it’s a homeless stray dog, or maybe a corpse-eating creature eager to taste carrion.

Mr. Conner is not a witch hunter, and he cannot tell what kind of situation is. However, he does feel that necromancer, corpses and residual spirits are the only way for him to get rid of the embarrassing situation of fighting alone and being alone.

He was neither a Niphgad nor a Temoria. He had no identity, no friends or background, and no one would help him. Once he was targeted by the official forces, he would even explain his origins.

If he hadn't been in a peaceful place like the Baiyao Garden, he would have never lived a day elsewhere.

Just because he was once a soldier, Mr. Connor naturally knew what kind of virtues the soldiers during the war were. Even the American soldiers in the 21st century could not expect them to have any human morality when fighting, let alone this backward and ignorant medieval magical world.

After the innocent professor's assistant played the Gent card, he set out to the front line. Mr. Conner also dissuaded him and told him not to go.

Because those robbers, deserters and even the army may kill him, perhaps for the money on him, for the good clothes and shoes on him... any reason will kill him.

It’s a pity that guy doesn’t want to believe it. He naively feels that as a neutral scholar, there will be no danger when he approaches the frontline of the war. He wants to complete his works and record history in a practical way.

Mr. Conner had a vague premonition that he probably would never see the professor's assistant again.

He shook his head and did not think about anything more. Instead, he spent some time looking for some wood in the nearby woods, and simply recreated a wooden door and installed it in the room that led to the catacombs that were broken by the witch hunter.

After all, he had to make sure that when he was sleeping, he would not sneak in by wild dogs or corpse-eating creatures and bite his throat.

that's all--

The culprit who caused a terrible natural disaster that was even more serious than "wild hunting" in the future started his first step in shocking the world from the Baiguoyuan Village Cemetery.
Chapter completed!