367 Gryphon Egg, Potion Bottle

Rina finally realized that the genius pharmacist her teacher spoke of, the new president of the Breezy Plains Guild of Magic, was the Necromancer she'd met a few days ago at the castellan's banquet. With a cry, Rina unsheathed her sword unconsciously, and the guild hall quieted down with a clank of her sword…

"You damn Undead creature, why are you here?"

"Why is your memory so good…" Even though he saw the sword, Lin Li was not worried about it—there was nothing he should be concerned about, after all. Think about it: where were they? This was the Tower of Dusk, and even Englos would not be able to hurt him, much less Rina who was merely a Paladin. Lin Li would not need to use any magic—all he had to do was use some mental strength, and the All-Kill Array would turn this beautiful Paladin into ashes.