Crow wings, bird beak, dark color, red pupils, and surrounded by strange life forces and curse energies...
If Lu Ran were to don the Necromancer Saint Robe and wear a hood right now, his current image would somewhat resemble the medieval plague doctors.
Lu Ran felt quite helpless. He was a good person originally, but the abilities of these Pet Beasts were dragging him further and further away from that image.
However, he only felt slightly dejected for a moment before his face broke into a smile. Is this what Necromantic Parasitism feels like? It's vastly different from a Flame Spirit's possession.
The Undead Dark Crow's level was of a 30-level Lower Overlord, so when it possessed Lu Ran, the combat power he could exhibit would undoubtedly exceed that level.
Otherwise, possession would not be regarded as the staple skill of necromancers and the necro system.
Sigh!
A clump of grey-black Flame rose in Lu Ran's palm. Seeing this, Lu Ran's mouth spread into an even wider grin.
