Chapter 866: Filling
They rush into the vampire doomsday world through the cracks in space.
On the outside of the magic circle, a large number of zombie clones forcibly absorb and transform the spreading breath of the dead through the Book of the Dead.
However, there is too much aura in the dead world, and these zombie clones simply cannot absorb it all.
A large amount of the breath of death spreads outward.
Affected by the aura of the dead world, the undead also began to spread on this land.
However, due to the vast area of the Barrens and the sparse population, the aura concentration of the death world will not be very high in a short period of time. The only resurrected creatures are some low-level skeletal creatures, which will soon be guarded by the surrounding people. The vampires solved it easily.
"Your Majesty the Duke."
Several high-level vampires who were killing the resurrected undead in the periphery all knelt down on one knee when they saw Duke Bellamy arriving.
“Yeah.”
Bellamy came to check after hearing about the space breach.
She looked at the breath of death rising into the sky, felt the power, and couldn't help but lick her lips gently, showing an interested expression.
“Is it the breath of the death world...”
Bellamy murmured to himself, looking back at the vampires behind him, “Isn’t it a little bit that the breath of the death world has escaped like this? Wasted? The master will blame us for not doing things well."
Huh?
Several senior vampires around looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
They couldn’t understand.
Duke Bellamy has always been like this, with terrible out-of-the-box thinking.
No one can catch up.
"Bellamy, what are you thinking about?"
Longfellow, one of the three elders of the Remmel clan, was responsible for guarding the perimeter security. He came over after seeing Bellamy's arrival.
Being imprisoned in the Dark Prison of Blood for thousands of years, he has never seen Bellamy, but he has heard a little about it.
"It's nothing, I just think that the master will be very angry if he knows that we wasted the breath of death he worked so hard to get back."
Bellamy said with a faint smile. It's hard to figure out what she is thinking.
Her life now rests on Fang Heng, so she naturally wants to express herself more.
Longfellow frowned, "What do you mean? What is the breath of the dead?"
"It is the breath of the dead, a unique product of the dead. I have seen it in the classics." Bellamy stretched out his hand Pointing to the space breach passage to the side, his expression became serious, "These breaths have powerful power. It would be a pity to let them spread out like this."
Lanfield Luo shook his head and said: "Don't make your own decisions, Bellamy. The master just asked us to be responsible for the operation of the magic circle."
"The situation is urgent. When the master orders us to do things, we cannot do everything in detail. We should do everything for you." It’s the master’s fault.”
As he spoke, Bellamy looked back at Atia, “You think so, Atia?”
Atia saw Bellamy from a distance and just came over to say hello.
Listening to the conversation between the two big guys and being suddenly asked about it, Atia hesitated.
She looked at Duke Bellamy and felt strange.
In the past, Bellamy didn't care much even if the vampire clan was about to be exterminated.
Why are you suddenly so keen on working now?
When the Duke called her by name, Atia was speechless for a moment. She nodded, "Indeed, the master was in a hurry when assigning the task. He asked us to discuss the matter with full authority. Your Excellency, Duke, do you have any ideas?"
Longfellow frowned and said: "Bellamy, tell me, what do you want to do? If it is beneficial to the master, we The Council of Elders will naturally not object.”
“Very good, the aura of the dead is extremely rare, we will find a way to gather it.”
Longfellow said: “How to gather it?” >
Bellamy smiled again and said word by word: "The Dark Prison of Blood."
Longfellow raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Atia.
Atiya also looked suddenly enlightened.
Yes! The dark prison of blood!
Bellamy licked his lips once again out of habit, with a serious look on his face, and continued, "I will control the breath of the death world from leaking out, and the Council of Elders will control the dark prison of blood to absorb the breath."
Longfellow immediately understood what Bellamy meant, and raised his hand to give instructions to the vampires, "The Council of Elders ordered that everyone in the Dark Prison of Blood be immediately emptied and temporarily relocated! Move the Blood Origin Crystal Come here! Now!”
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The Sunken Corridor.
Fang Heng led the Undead Research Society team to stop and go. It took everyone nearly an hour to complete the distance of more than a thousand meters.
Ahead, the door of bones leading to the central area is open.
The rich black aura overflowed from the inside, and was continuously transmitted into the game world through the space breaches broken by the stone magic array.
The interior of the central area was still dark, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.
Fang Heng's pupils were filled with a layer of red light, and his eyes were eagerly searching inside the central hall.
Where is Tutor Pu Shi?
Found it!
In the right corner of the hall, Pu Shi leaned on the wall and fell to the ground.
It looks bad.
Fang Heng’s heart sank.
The vortex can absorb a large part of the breath escaping from the dead world, but the absorption speed is still limited.
Everyone waited at the entrance of the central hall for nearly ten minutes. As the breath was gradually absorbed by the vortex, the players' vision became much clearer.
Soon, someone also saw Instructor Pu Shi leaning against the wall at the edge of the central hall.
"Teacher!"
Li Qingran looked anxious and tried to shout from a distance to wake up the tutor.
“Don’t worry, wait a moment.”
Through the darkness, Fang Heng looked inside the hall, trying hard to see more clearly.
Still not working, I can’t see clearly!
The aura of death in the hall is too strong, and the night vision ability provided by the vampires is still unable to penetrate the black mist composed of the aura of death.
Fang Heng held the sacred purification spear in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, help absorb the breath of death, guide them into the gap in space, and speed up the absorption of the breath."
"Okay!"< br>
The players immediately understood Fang Heng’s combat ideas.
Just like when I used the Book of the Dead to guide the breath of death into the Sealing Stone.
But this time the goal needs to be changed, directly injecting the breath of death into the space vortex.
The players quickly divided into two groups. One group protected everyone from the resurrected wraiths all around, while the other group began to guide the breath of the dead into the space breach crazily.
This operation quickly produced results.
The originally extremely strong atmosphere in the central area is rapidly fading.
As for what will happen if so much death aura is poured into the vampire world, Fang Heng has no time to worry about it now.
Ahead, as a large amount of the breath of death is absorbed, the players' vision becomes clearer and clearer.
In the center of the hall, the guards of the kings who had been involved in a crazy riot have now calmed down.
It sat there quietly, slowly absorbing the breath of death overflowing from the Bone Shrine.
Affected by the concentration of the aura of the dead world, the aura surrounding the guards of the kings became weaker and weaker.
Very good!
This trick works!
The players were even more excited when they saw this. They trusted Fang Heng more and more, and tried their best to activate the Book of the Dead to guide and infuse the breath of death. (End of this chapter)