How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

Is this a success?

Depressed, I flipped through the magic book backwards.

"It doesn't seem that difficult... Could it be that the spell I chose was too simple?"

Oops, I accidentally said what was on my mind.

Sheila, who was still there in a daze, jumped up immediately after hearing what I said to myself, grinning, not knowing whether it was joy or anger.

"It's not difficult...it's not difficult you big-headed ghost! Do you know how long I have been learning this?!"

Sheila stomped her feet angrily, with such force that I was afraid that she would break her leg bones.

Before I could answer, she stretched out her fingers and made a gesture of three, "Three days! Three full days! This is only because I have good talent to learn so fast! You are so good that I succeeded in less than a second!"

"So long." I said in surprise.

Hila looked even more angry, and even began to shake slightly with the ground. "Of course compared with you, you guy ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! Otherwise, I won’t let you out!”

At first I thought the movement was my illusion, but as the vibration frequency and amplitude increased, even the tables and chairs still made dislocation noises. I had to admit that the stability of this space might have something to do with her mood of.

This is a little troublesome.

"Is there any advantage for me to be your apprentice?"

I calmly said: "You also know how unpopular a necromancer is when walking outside. Since I can live without learning dark magic, why should I make my destiny more difficult?"

Sheila gradually calmed down, and the room returned to its initial calm.

"Don't you want to become stronger? When you become stronger, you will have the ability to take revenge on those who betrayed you."

Sheila sounded like a weird aunt who seduces children with candy, and I was the one who was seduced.

"You and I have been betrayed by those closest to us. Since then, I have been studying dark magic hard, and then I discovered something."

Sheila smiled happily, "The reason why the people of the Holy See crazily suppress people who have the talent to learn dark magic is because dark magic is far more lethal than light magic."

This is actually very easy to understand. Darkness has the meaning of devouring and destroying. All dark magic is designed to achieve this purpose, while light is not only shining but also purifying. Only when it is dark can light magic come in handy. In addition, a magician with a light attribute is more like a healer than a magician. This can be seen from the title of priest, what is the status of a light magician.

"I have lived for nearly 200 years. In order to avoid hunger and thirst, I turned myself into a monster. Only in this way can I concentrate on studying magic. Facts have proved that I am right. Necromancers are existences that can defeat a hundred with one enemy ah."

Sheila raised her right hand and shook it vigorously, her voice suddenly became low, "But I forgot how fragile human beings are."

"I was finally strong enough to avenge myself regardless of everything, but I didn't know that the people who wanted to avenge had both passed away 30 years ago."

As she spoke, Sheila's voice became brisk again, "But since I've gone, I can't just give up without success."

"So I killed all the living people I saw in the city, hung the corpses of those two slut descendants on the city wall, and then turned the other corpses into my pets, and brought them to the palace to feast them on. "

For some reason, I seemed to see enjoyment on her face.

Strange, what can be seen on the skull?

"I fulfilled my oath and made all those who looked down on me regret it. Although I failed to kill the enemy, I also made them utterly invincible. I also dug up their bones and made them into puppets and brought them back. Didn't I want to Die at the same spot? I must not be as good as they want."

Sheila narrowed her eyes and said with emotion: "But after doing all this, I suddenly feel boring again."

Wait, is this an action that skeletons can do?

I feel that I am also quite powerful, and I can actually think of some messy things at a time like this.

Well...should be a good thing, right?

"For the first 200 years, I have been struggling to survive with hatred. Now that there are no people I want to hate, what should I live for?"

Sheila chuckled, turned around and took a few steps towards the door with her back turned to me, "I also thought about going out for a walk, but with my outfit, where can I go? Come back to this cage."

"Then I thought, why don't I take in an apprentice, take in a talented apprentice, pass on my skills, and then...I'm a little tired too, it's time for me to get a good night's sleep."

After saying the last sentence, she turned around again and looked at me fixedly, "What do you think?"

"I think..." I closed the magic book and said slowly, "You shouldn't have given this book to me."

Before she could react, I uttered the last spell I saw before looking away, "Dark Prison."

Under Sheila's shocked gaze, a black cage appeared above her head and fell down instantly.

"what are you doing?!"

She rushed forward and grabbed the two poles in front of her, but she trembled like an electric shock the moment she touched them, she unconsciously let go of her five fingers and fell backwards, maintaining that posture after falling to the ground with a glowing smile The red eyes stared at me fiercely, as if they wanted to swallow me alive, and at the same time there was a trace of fear mixed in.

Ah, I saw something strange again.

"Does it hurt?"

Sheila's face was twisted for a moment, it was really twisted, and her jaw was almost out of place.

"Knowingly asking!"

"Sorry, I didn't intend to do this." I cast an apologetic look at her, "But you want to occupy my body. In order to survive, I have to do something."

Sheila's rising and falling chest suddenly calmed down, and returned to calm without going through any excess.

"...When did you find out?"

It's quite decisive to admit it, but it's a pity——

"I guessed it." I tilted my head holding the magic book, with an innocent expression on my face, "I just wanted to test you, but I didn't expect you to admit it like that."

I don't think all necromancers are bad people, but those who would do such things as massacre the city must not be good people.

After knowing that she is the necromancer who destroyed that small country decades ago, I can no longer face her with a normal mood.

"At first, I was still thinking that I must apologize to you if I misunderstood you, but now it seems that I don't need it."

"Then you're pretty smart." Sheila sneered, "It's a pity, if you agree to be my apprentice, you might live longer."

"I originally wanted to wait until your body got used to the dark element, but now it seems that it is unnecessary."

She took out an arm-length staff from under her robes, stepped back and uttered a long and complicated incantation in a low voice.

I don't know it, but it should be powerful magic.

A black ball of light entwined with red lightning slowly appeared on the top of the staff, and it became bigger and bigger as she chanted the spell, from the size of a fingernail at the beginning to the size of a fist later, and the speed of change became slower as it went to the back , I can see that Sheila is almost at the limit, and the hands holding the staff are trembling slightly, but she is still continuing to increase the output of magic power.

Is this planning to die with me?

I subconsciously put several defensive spells on myself, and Sheila thought I was afraid, so she immediately laughed.

"Afraid? Regret? It's too late!"

Sheila's laughter became more and more sinister, "Just one touch, and you won't know anything. Don't worry, I will cherish your, oh no, my body."

After finishing speaking, the light ball on the staff finally shot out, hitting the shell of the cage almost instantly.

My heart sank, and I unconsciously put on a defensive posture, but saw that the black ball seemed to be integrated with the cage, and even the red lightning was swallowed up.

No explosion, no shock, nothing.

Finally, Sheila showed a terrified expression.

"You, what did you do?!"

Although I am still calm now, in fact, I am already panicked.

Obviously, I was ready to be seriously injured, and I had already thought about the escape route, and even calculated the timing of taking out the healing potion, but I was very embarrassed if I made a mistake in this first step.

Why can't something I understand happen?

"...I said I don't know if you believe me?"

Sheila glared at me again, then took out a bottle of magic potion and drank it down.

My gaze followed her movements unconsciously, and I watched with some disappointment as the potion disappeared into her mouth instead of dripping from the larynx.

Sure enough, monsters are different from ordinary skeletons?

After quickly drinking the whole bottle of potion, Sheila threw the empty bottle away and began to charge for the second time.

To be honest, I really think the chant of the magician is too long, can't it be shortened or just pronounce the name?If you insist on a super-long reading article of more than ten seconds, who on the battlefield is so patient and waits for you to finish reading it? If you have so much time, it is better to take a knife close to you, and guarantee that you will never have to read the article again.

Under Sheila's suspicious gaze, the second luminous ball was also swallowed by the cage.

"This is impossible!"

Sheila was going crazy, she kept repeating the words "impossible", she couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes, she recovered and took out another bottle of potion and drank it, then started the third attack , the results remained unchanged from the previous two.

She is really crazy now, drinking potions and chanting spells repeatedly, but no matter how hard she tries, how to increase the output of magic power, the ball of light will eventually be absorbed by the cage.

"Impossible...impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"

I started to sympathize with her a little bit.

Losing to a rookie who was learning the dark magic on the first day, who was best at it, would break anyone else.

But why did the ball of light disappear?I don't remember Dark Prison being so powerful.

I opened the magic book compiled word by word by Sheila, and after confirming that I remembered the effect of the skill correctly, I went in the direction of the cage and cast an identification spell.

There are two kinds of identification techniques, one is the large-scale identification technique that I use more often that can be attached to the eyes, and the other is the identification technique that I use now, which only targets one thing.

In comparison, the latter can identify more content than the former, but if you need to find something in a large area, the former is more practical.

After seeing the identified information, I finally understood what went wrong.

[Special Effect: Immune to all attacks received, limited to 5 minutes]

The author has something to say:

You have to believe that the protagonist is definitely a badass, but she has never thought about that, and she has never tried it, so she doesn't know how far she can do it.