Dicky did not see any depression in Fang Heng, but instead he was full of fighting spirit.
Fang Heng is indeed full of fighting spirit.
Liver pleasure!
Compared with 36 hours ago, he can capture souls into the Book of the Dead more easily.
Now, ordinary souls cannot easily escape after getting close to the Book of the Dead.
After a period of intense struggle with his soul, he was able to win in the end every time.
Fang Heng could feel that he was constantly getting stronger.
The first time, it took him a full hour to complete the capture.
Now, he can catch two in an hour!
Epic progress!
It seems that the number has only doubled, but Fang Heng is too clear about the hardships involved.
As time goes by slowly, more and more souls will be imprisoned in the game prison, and the zombie clones will capture souls faster and faster.
At the same time, as the frequency of capture increases, his skill experience and talent points will gradually increase, and the capture rate will also increase, forming a perfect positive cycle!
He will improve faster and faster!
After not sleeping for more than thirty hours, Fang Heng's eyes were red and his spirit was still high.
"Fang Heng."
When he heard someone calling his name, Fang Heng turned his head and looked at the two people behind him.
Mo Yunxiao asked: "How is the necromancy practice going?"
"not bad."
Fang Heng responded.
This place was dark, and he didn't know how much time had passed. He had been running back and forth between catching the resentful spirit and returning to the game to release the resentful spirit.
"I have good news to tell you." Dicky said: "I just discussed it with Mr. Mo, and our Necromancy Association is willing to provide you with an opportunity to quickly improve your Necromology skills."
Quick upgrade?!
When Fang Heng heard this, his eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.
That's great!
As long as you give him a chance and find a way to survive the accumulation period from scratch in the early stage, the speed at which he will gain experience points in the later stage will be absolutely terrifying!
"Really?"
"Yes, this opportunity only comes once every six months. We are willing to provide you with this opportunity to join. In return, you owe our Undead Scholars Association a favor."
"Can."
Fang Heng agreed immediately.
He owes a lot of favors.
Lao Hei, Black Castle, and the Mo family.
Is he still missing a seminary for undead scholars?
Don’t worry if you have a lot of debt.
"Smart choice." Dicky nodded, "We still need five hours to prepare for the Wailing Hall. During this time, I suggest you keep meditating and restore your condition to the best. After three and a half hours, I will
Came to pick you up."
Fang Heng raised his hand and took the Book of the Dead back into his hand.
"I understand, thank you very much."
…
After three and a half hours of meditative rest in the guest room, the waiter woke Fang Heng up.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Fang Heng went all the way down the stairs to the fifth underground floor.
Standing in front of a hall, the waiter handed the blue soul candle in his hand to Fang Heng.
"Mr. Fang Heng, please come in. Mr. Dicky is waiting for you in the wailing hall. Please do not disclose what you see and hear in the wailing hall next. Thank you for your understanding and support."
"good."
Fang Heng nodded, took the soul candle from the waiter, and stepped into the room.
"Welcome to the Wailing Hall, Fang Heng."
Stepping into the gate, Fang Heng saw a wide circular hall at first sight.
It was ten times bigger than the wails I had seen before!
Under the illumination of the soul fire, the entire hall was filled with souls running around.
The ceiling of the hall is painted with intricate runes.
Is it a magic circle?
Fang Heng looked up.
It is an extremely large magic circle that almost covers the entire ceiling of the wailing room.
The magic circle is in an activated state. It is constantly rotating and emitting a faint red light.
There is a gap in the center of the room.
The moment he saw the gap, Fang Heng's pupils dilated slightly.
He knew very little about the magic circle, but he could see clearly that the crack in the center of the room was the central core of the entire magic circle arrangement.
And that gap...
Fang Heng thought it looked very familiar.
It's very much like the cracks in different dimensions he once broke through!
But the colors are not the same.
"That's the crack leading to the realm of death."
Noticing Fang Heng's gaze, Dicky stood aside and explained.
"Mr. Dickie."
Fang Heng nodded in greeting.
"Well, this is a very small gap, so small that even stronger souls cannot pass through it, but it is still full of dangers."
Dicky turned his head and looked at Fang Heng.
"It's best not to go near it."
Death realm!
Fang Heng's heart moved.
Among the newly activated special abilities marked on the back of the hand is a description of the world of death.
"Mr. Dicky, what is the world of death? Is it the world in the game?"
"That is the final destination of the dead. You can think it is the world in the game, or you can think it is not."
Dicky said, moving his gaze to the crack, and continued to explain: "The origin of this crack is a long story. I can only say that as a bargaining chip with the Federation, our Association of Undead Scholars is responsible for permanently guarding this crack from generation to generation.
gap to ensure its safety."
"However, my uncle felt that just protecting it would be too wasteful, so he created the Wailing Hall with it as its core."
"Perhaps you have also guessed that the souls you saw in the wailing room were obtained from the gap leading to the world of death."
Fang Heng felt a little dizzy after hearing this.
He still doesn't understand whether the world of death is a world in the game.
Or maybe there is no such clear dividing line between the real world and the game world?
The world of death may be a place that combines reality and games?
Dicky smiled and said, "This is the secret of our Association of Undead Scholars. You will keep it secret for us, right?"
"Of course, I will not betray the trust of the Undead Scholars Association."
With the attitude of putting it aside if he didn't understand it, Fang Heng withdrew his gaze from the gap in the world of death.
"What do I do now? Will using the Book of the Dead here improve the success rate of the blockade?"
"As you can see, the magic circle above the wailing room can suppress it and keep the cracks in the dead world stable."
"We will fully activate the magic circle in the room above. By then, the souls in the entire wailing hall will be in a suppressed state. In this state, it will be difficult for them to escape the shackles of the Book of the Dead."
"Every time the magic circle is turned on, it consumes a lot of resources. Each time the magic circle is turned on, it can maintain operation for about 72 hours, so please be sure to cherish your time." Dicky explained in as much detail as possible, "After the explanation, what else is there? Any questions?"
"Well, no more."
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