The students had gone to class, but Han Shuo and Jack had yet to begin their duties for the day. After everyone had left, the two of them separated to complete their respective tasks.
Han Shuo felt the heaviness in his chest dissipate as he finished cleaning the statues. He found a deserted corner and undid the top of his rough linen shirt. He looked down at his chest and saw that there was an undercurrent of pale green specks of light being expelled from his body. It seemed that Claude's pale green fighting aura was being treated in this way under the influence of the magic yuan.
With a small sigh of relief, Han Shuo put his worries to rest and marvelled at how miraculous the magic yuan was. According to the knowledge he had recently gained, knights were also divided into different levels. Their combat auras would be different at each level, such as Knight Apprentice (light blue), Companion at Arms (dark blue), Sergeant (light green), Senior Knight (dark green), Earth Rider (white), Sky Rider (silver) and Divine Knight (gold).
Claude's combat aura colour was pale green, indicating that he actually had the strength of a sergeant level knight. If a sergeant-level knight had gathered his combat aura and attacked an ordinary person, he would have dealt a fatal blow to the target without exception. The fact that he had survived without any major injuries was a clear testament to the fact that he had been training his magic yuan.
Han Shuo breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the magic yuan tightly encircling the pale green battle aura, but he didn't dare to train any further. He was deathly afraid that if the magical yuan circulated to other parts of his body as he wished, the pale green aura would be released from its restraints and suddenly burst into action, injuring his internal organs.
Fortunately, as time passed, the magic yuan slowly expelled the aura in the form of specks of light. This helped Han Shuo breathe a little easier.
Due to the fact that classes had already started, no one had searched the rubbish heap where the little skeleton had taken refuge, but this matter wasn't going to go away that easily. Since it was broad daylight, Han Shuo did not dare order the skeleton to return to the warehouse for fear of being discovered at an inopportune moment.
Late afternoon, within the training grounds of the Department of Dark Magic.
The Babylon Academy of Magic and Strength had very extensive facilities. Each department had its own independent training ground. The training fields were a place for students to test their magic. There were all sorts of mental test stones to test mental strength and equipment to measure the strength of a magical blast.
The Necromancy Major also had a few spacious rooms set aside for students to conduct magical experiments. Han Shuo happened to have a mop in his hand and was cleaning the floors of the necromancy training room when he suddenly saw a few necromancy students passing by.
One of them was someone who had not been looking for Han Shuo for a long time - Bach. His face was covered in bruises and he looked rather miserable. It seemed that Irene and Lisa had already found him and made him pay. Bach quickly became angry when he saw Han Shuo mopping the floor. His already ugly face became even more distorted until it was almost impossible to make out his original features.
Han Shuo was jumping up and down gleefully inside, but continued to plaster a stupid, silly smile on his face. He even hummed a few cheerful folk songs as he clutched the mop in his hands and twirled it back and forth.
"Damn you, Bryan, when did you see that little black skeleton run out of my room?" Bach's face had twisted wildly as he roared angrily at Han Shuo.
Han Shuo lifted a completely clueless face and looked at Bach, giving him a dumb smile. He didn't answer and quickly walked away with the mop.
"Come back, you're not getting away today!"
"Bach, how many times have I told you not to bully Bryan? Are you going to ignore my words now?" Fanny immediately put her hands on her waist and shouted sternly as she walked through the door and saw Bach about to go after Han Shuo.
"Master Fanny, look at my face! It's all because Bryan started some rumours about Lisa and Irene beating me up. Bryan is the bully here!"
"Oh, I heard about what happened this morning. Maybe Bryan was confused and saw things wrong. He's like that already! Why are you giving him more trouble? Hm. With your magic, you really don't have the ability to summon such a strange and strong skeleton. Fanny started talking to herself after that. "Who on earth summoned it? I am also very curious. There are rumours flying around that our necromancy master has made a great breakthrough and found a way to make our dark creatures immune to light magic attacks."
Han Shuo had run to the corner of the room and was watching the glamorous Fanny from a distance. Fanny had tied her light purple hair into a bun today, leaving only a few purple strands on her forehead. This added a striking charm to her appearance, causing Han Shuo to silently sigh several times in amazement.
Bryan, your Agony of the Soul should be over by now and you can help me train my zombies today. Come on, go to training room three." Lisa glanced at the figure in the corner and ordered arrogantly.
"Lisa, training is fine and all, but you can't do what you did last time and attack him directly with a ghoul." Fanny rebuked gently, worried that something might happen to Han Shuo after hearing Lisa's words.
"I know, Master Fanny!" Lisa replied carelessly and walked towards training room three.
It was the duty of the messengers to help the students practise their magic. Han Shuo also wanted to take the opportunity to get his revenge, so he obediently put down the mop and walked towards the training room.
Lisa closed the door of the training room with a loud bang after Han Shuo had entered the area. This indicated that she wanted to reserve the room for her own use today. She stood cockily in front of the door and glared at Han Shuo, "You can't run away today."
She immediately raised her hands and began to chant as she finished speaking, "Zombie warriors of the fallen, heed the call of the dark herald and reveal your existence!"
A muscular zombie warrior with a dark green body wielding a thick wooden club materialised as soon as the chant ended.
Zombie warriors were one level above skeletal warriors. They weren't necessarily rotting corpses, but they had muscular and tough bodies, they moved faster than skeletal warriors, and their strength was greater. Only novice mages could summon them, so a mere apprentice like Bach would have been completely incapable of doing so.
Summoned dark creatures could attack enemies when the summoner gave a mental command. However, low-level Dark Creatures usually had extremely low intelligence and could only perform the most basic attacks. A summoner would have to constantly exercise mental control if they wanted the dark creature to attack to its full potential. Only then would the dark creature follow the summoner's wishes and attack in a variety of complex ways.
However, it took repeated practice to become proficient at controlling a dark creature's attacks with mental strength. As a result, the necromancers were often used as practice targets. Previously, Lisa and company had used skeletal warriors to practice on the messengers. This time, however, she had summoned a zombie warrior. It was obvious that she was up to no good.
Han Shuo was stunned when he saw that Lisa hadn't summoned a skeleton warrior, but a stronger, higher level zombie warrior. He inwardly cursed Lisa's name a few dozen times and retreated on high alert.
"Hehe, I see you're running faster, Bryan, and that your strength has increased. It seems a bit insulting to train skeleton warriors on you. So today you will have the honour of helping the future necromancer archmage, Lisa, learn how to better control the zombie warriors.
Lisa's pretty cheeks were flushed with pink and an unholy glee shone in her eyes. Under her command, the zombie warrior had already started running towards Han Shuo as she spoke.
The zombie warrior wielded a thick wooden club and thundered towards Han Shuo, following Lisa's instructions. His speed was quite high and he quickly closed the distance. The club flew straight at Han Shuo's head.
This club was thicker than Han Shuo's arms, and the zombie warrior possessed great strength. Even if he didn't die, Han Shuo would be seriously injured if he was hit.
For some unknown reason, Han Shuo wasn't afraid at all as he watched the club descend. In fact, he felt a kind of bloodthirsty excitement. It was a very strange feeling, as if his body and soul were yearning for battle.
His eyes narrowed slightly as the dumb look vanished from his face, replaced by a sharp glint in his eyes. He tensed his left leg and jumped off it, shifting his body a metre to the right.
The zombie warrior's wooden club went bang as it slammed into the ground where Han Shuo had just stood.
"Ee?!" Lisa let out a shocked squeal from the sidelines where she had been controlling the zombie warrior. For the briefest of moments, the feeling she normally received from Han Shuo changed drastically, causing her heart to stutter. She had never seen the expression and the look in his eyes before, and so she had let out a startled sound of confusion.
After that, she forgot to give the zombie warrior any more commands and rubbed her eyes nervously. She stared at Han Shuo once more.
Strangely enough, Han Shuo again wore a silly expression and seemed to instinctively fear the zombie warrior. He cowered and trembled as he retreated, giving off the appearance of an idiot.
I must have seen wrong. That damned Bryan, how is it possible... how can he have... that kind of aura, that kind of look? Lisa thought silently and gave a cold snort. She began to gather her mental strength and ordered the zombie warrior to chase after Han Shuo.
Although Han Shuo was chased by the zombie warrior in all directions, he did not reveal the aura and look that had surprised Lisa the second time, but he always managed to dodge the zombie warrior's club at the very last second. This aroused Lisa's curiosity and competitive spirit, so she concentrated on manipulating the Zombie Warrior, thinking, "Bryan has actually become much faster and stronger since he's gone mad.
As the target, Han Shuo eventually developed a strong desire to take revenge on Lisa. Even though Han Shuo tried to reason with himself that he couldn't and shouldn't seek revenge, and tried to stop the thought in its tracks, he just couldn't turn it off completely.
And as the zombie warrior became more agile and chased after him with greater speed, Han Shuo's thirst for revenge grew stronger. "A demon practitioner does as he pleases... A demon practitioner does as he pleases.
A demon practitioner does as he pleases..." A memory suddenly surfaced in Han Shuo's mind. He seemed to spontaneously understand the true meaning behind demonic magic, and the phrase "A demon practitioner does as he wishes" seemed to coalesce into a voice that echoed endlessly in his mind.
Finally, Han Shuo let out a low roar as he bent his head and arched his body. He changed the trajectory of his body from avoiding to heading straight for Lisa's direction.