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Four hundred and fortieth chapters ghost

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In a sense, the system would rather reveal its identity and arouse my suspicion, but the gift it wants to give is indeed very valuable.

"The most valuable and troublesome thing in the world is always free...I'm not talking about pyramid schemes and sales scams. Favor, trust, this kind of thing is the most troublesome."

But I have always found it troublesome and afraid of owing favors, so I have to be grateful this time, because those "free" creation experiences are so important and helpful to my goals.

Before, when I created Eternal Frozen Land, my creation ability usually relied on talents and system plug-ins, and the other half was simply copying. What Ashe did back then was to directly imitate according to the records she left.

Those who implement the law do this. They do not need to know the principles of magic and magic. They only need to follow the existing process step by step to realize it. The advantage of this is that it greatly lowers the threshold, but the disadvantage is that it cannot surpass the previous ones.

In addition to human beings, they are more rigid and rigid in actual combat. Once they encounter targeted strategies or traps, the consequences of being unable to adapt to changes are likely to be death.

Real masters and high priests often analyze the principles. They know what is happening and why, @▲, ww▲w. They can recruit small magic at will, improve and specifically strengthen the original magic, and a spell caster can really

The sign of maturity is that he can improve or even develop new special magic based on basic theories and existing conditions.

The four-element seal is undoubtedly the top and original forbidden spell in the world. It controls the four elements at the same time, touches and summons the four elements to build the seal. The difficulty of casting the spell is so high that the requirements are staggering. Not to mention improvement, improvement, it is just a monotonous script.

Even if you use it, you are a great master, not to mention that what we need is the "Four Elements Creation" evolved from the "Four Elements Seal".

Originally, even with the creation experience of "Eternal Frozen Land" and all the calculations, my highest success rate was not more than 40%. Even if I succeeded by luck, it would probably still be a defective semi-finished product...

A 40% chance of winning means risking everything? When the success rate of other options is after a decimal point, and doing nothing means almost waiting for death, a 40% success rate can already allow us to risk everything.

But with this precious gift that comes in time of need, everything is different.

Asteria's gift is a precious memory from the beginning of creation. It is the original appearance of this spell. It contains not only the most basic principles of the spell, but also practical experience and insights. After getting it, I

The understanding of this technique has probably surpassed that of the founder. After all, Ashe relies mostly on instinct to create the world, and what I have to do is to use technology to restore everything she can do using instinct, and surpass... After all,

What we want to create is not an ordinary world of the living.

"This... is the country of the dead!"

Under my declaration, with Youfeng Plain as the core, the dark world took away the existence of light, and on this land, countless obsidian pillars drilled out from the earth, they were like the black tower

miniaturized, and at the top of each black column, there is a skull that looks like a maniacal laugh.

"This is the country of the dead, where the living stop."

Just vaguely witnessing these stone pillars, these warning words naturally sounded in everyone's mind. They were not threats, but simply stated facts.

"If you take any further, you will never be able to leave."

It was an instinctive warning, like an invisible dividing line that existed there. Once you cross it, your soul is destined to stay here.

And if this invisible and instinctive warning can still be ignored as a mistake, the black mist being spewed out by those obsidian skeletons is a real threat.

"poison gas!"

"How is it possible? We (devils) can actually be poisoned!"

The black mist first swept across the battlefield of devils and demons. The monsters from the abyss have become accustomed to extremely harsh environments. Their resistance to flames, strong acids, and toxins far exceeds that of all races. As the "Lord of Corruption" La

Divioka's subordinates, the planes they live in are full of poisonous mist and swamps. If they were demons with poor tolerance to poison, they would have died in that corner long ago.

The eight-meter-tall Fire Demon with a violent sword who was walking at the front happened to be on the edge of a stone pillar. He just smelled the black mist and suddenly fell down. At the moment he fell, he was immortal.

The flames of death have left with his life.

The huge gray body and the heavy decapitating sword made deep pits on the ground, but there was not a single scratch on his body. His ferocious face was still full of confusion, as if he didn't know why he died.

The next moment, the silver soul walked out of the body. The confused demon soul slowly walked into the obsidian stone pillar and disappeared without a trace. However, the skull on the stone pillar was

As if it was full, it sprayed out more black mist.

The black mist has spread, and with the demonstration of the high-level demon, both demons and devils are running away frantically to avoid the mist that brings death.

But those undead knights moved faster and faster in the black mist. Their skeletons became thicker, their blades and armor were strengthened by the black mist, and the skeletal horses became more flexible and faster.

The shining soul fire is like a living thing.

When the enemy retreated due to fear, how could these death-spreading rangers miss such a good opportunity? They quickly interspersed and divided, and weapons strengthened by the death mist could also harvest the souls of demons. As long as the demon was struck,

, you will lose your soul after falling down.

In the face of this strange black mist, even the powerful Radivioka and his legion began to retreat, and the devils on our side were no less willing to give in. Even with the leader's military order, they still began to retreat, and some even

He was already looking behind him with hostile eyes, as if he felt that he had become cannon fodder.

"Don't run, don't resist!"

Under my instruction, the Lord of Lies roared. Under his willfulness, the devil king Marcin, who was already surrounded by black mist, took the initiative to walk into the black mist, and the crazy black mist surrounded him.

, amidst the painful wails, a strange transformation occurred.

The huge devil lord half-knelt on the ground. His appearance and body shape were changed in the black mist. The black mist that originally wrapped around his body dissipated. The huge body swelled again. When the black mist dissipated, the huge ghost stood tall and tall.

Thus was born.

The common scales and claws of devils have disappeared without a trace. Just looking at the appearance, the smooth and muscular body is somewhat similar to that of humans. The dark green evil eyes have turned into black pupils, but compared with ordinary giants,

The black horn on the forehead is very eye-catching. It is also a gathering place of strange energy, and the energy aura wrapped around the body is actually three points stronger.

"...as ugly as before."

Yimimisiya covered her nose and laughed mockingly, but she could faintly see tears of surprise in the corners of her eyes. How could she not recognize Marcin's appearance? This brave and ugly man was the same as when he was still a member of the Alpine clan.

There is just one more corner.

Marcin fell to his knees and looked at his hands in disbelief. The ferocious scars on his face were twitching. Then he raised his head to the sky and let out an astonishing roar!

"Ahhh! Damn the abyss! I, the first general of the Huanglong Tribe, Marcin Dibol, am back!"

Under the witness of angels and demons, the first hell ghost clan, the ghost general Marcin, was born.

He rushed into the demon battle formation, brandished a huge trident, and began to kill and take revenge wantonly. Seeing his change, the ancient demons also hesitated and let the black mist drown them.

And soon, after wailing and writhing in pain, new war ghosts were born one by one from the black mist. Before the new war ghosts had time to digest the extra memories and knowledge in their minds, they stepped back into the world after being surprised.

They entered the battlefield, and this time, the black mist that brought death became their ally.

"The Death Qi finally succeeded."

And at the top of the original black tower, having a bird's eye view of the whole situation, I breathed a sigh of relief.

This black mist is not poisonous gas, and it is not even offensive. It is just an appendage of this "Plane of the Dead". Within the scope of its existence, it is the kingdom of the dead.

It is a supply for the dead. If the living are contaminated by it, they will either transform into the dead, or, under certain conditions, transform into the guardian ghosts of the underworld.

In the previous experiment, the sample death mist I provided did not completely convert Malsin, but only turned it into a strange appearance shrouded in black mist. Now this complete version of the death mist has been successfully completed.

The transformation from devil to ghost.

Yi Mimisiya, who was standing next to me, was a little moved. A woman's desire to restore her beauty is understandable, but I stopped her. At present, the kingdom of the dead has not yet taken shape, and the forcibly created underworld energy is too little and too weak.

, converting a devil boss consumes a lot, and I still have use for the rest, but I can't waste it.

Among the huge skulls beside me, a bronze warhammer made of flames was burning fiercely, but its flames were changing from red to deeper, and part of its outer extension had turned purple-black.

It is the blessed hand of the original flame, the fire element artifact that Zoro retrieved from the water element plane.

At this time, it is indeed one of the four elemental catalysts, which represents part of the "soul". Unlike the Ashe plane, which chooses flame as the symbol and elemental composition of the soul, in a hell full of dead people, I will naturally let "death"

"Become the factor of the soul.

Death is the foundation of hell and the basic condition that all existence must meet.

"In the country of the dead, only the dead exist."

The black tower is one of the pillars of the new dimension. He is building the kingdom of the dead, but there are people who will not watch it all happen so smoothly.

When the rules of this plane gradually took shape, the wings of light suddenly descended in front of us. The holy light and the dark energy collided with each other. The immature black mist of death was directly dispersed, and the angel army entered our sight.

"I have never found this dazzling holy light so annoying. Ayer, we are under great pressure, hurry up."

But my inquiry received a response from the skull, and the familiar voice sounded in it, with the same unhurried tone.

"It's coming soon. The storm is a little more difficult to deal with than expected. Hold on, I'll give this side some strength."

In response, the skulls laughed wildly, and the mist of death spread crazily, causing the angel in front to fall headlong. This time, the sharply increasing black mist overwhelmed the holy light.

Yes, I am the chief designer and mastermind behind this ritualistic forbidden art that builds hell, but I don’t have the ability to provide energy and ultra-high-grade death power.

"Oh, compared to the power of death, there is no original undead soul in this world. Death God Ayer is stronger and more pure."

At this time, inside the skull of the Black Tower, there lay a tall skeleton as white as jade. The endless power of death came from it. That skeleton was the core of the Black Tower.

Yes, these are Ayer's bones.

Aye even used his own body. It can be said that he risked everything in order to successfully construct this hell. And when he was far away in Oran and caressed the crystal skull in his hand, he looked through the eyes of the devil.

Seeing the transformation of my own people, I was delighted and at the same time increased my investment without hesitation.

But I have an identical crystal skull in my hand. I feel the powerful power of death in it and Ayer's awakening. I know that I can enter the next stage of the plan. (It's a pie-in-the-sky activity, Xuan.

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