[Tip: The player currently meets the conditions, the current guidance task - The Road to God Level (Necromology) has been completed, and the player triggers a new guidance task - The Advancement of the Lord of the Underworld].
Task name: Advancement of the Underworld Lord.
Task type: Guidance task.
Mission Difficulty: SSS.
Task description: In the process of understanding the advanced god-level necromancy, you saw some illusions, and you got some special insights from them. Maybe you can start to find the answer by breaking through the god-level necromancy.
Current mission goal: Obtain the power of the Styx and advance to god-level necromancy.
[Tip: The player is currently guided by the perception of the Lord of the Underworld].
[Tip: Players are absorbing the power of the Netherworld River, please be careful].
[Tip: Current power absorption progress: 1.9%].
Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the game prompts flashing across his retinas, and suddenly felt a powerful force overflowing from the Netherworld River and pouring into his body!
Upgraded!
Is there an upgrade in god-level necromancy? ?
Fang Heng did not expect that the upgrade would be so sudden. Almost subconsciously, he immediately sank his consciousness and quickly absorbed the power of the Netherworld River.
Rare opportunity!
Outside, the originally quiet Netherworld River once again had ripples emerging!
Under the surprised gazes of the surrounding mentors of the Council of the Undead, a large amount of pure black death energy surged out from the Netherworld River, and then crazily gathered towards Fang Heng's body!
At this time, Fang Heng still kept his eyes closed and meditating.
A large amount of black death aura energy was poured into Fang Heng's body and was absorbed by him!
Georgi frowned, and immediately realized something, and shouted: "Protect him!"
The expressions of the mentors suddenly became solemn.
Good luck boy!
He may have inadvertently found some way to absorb the power of the Netherworld River!
Judging from Fang Heng’s current performance, he is most likely advancing to god-level necromancy!
Even they would not choose to advance in this extremely dangerous state.
Georgi could see that although Fang Heng was extremely talented, it was also true that Fang Heng's foundation was not solid.
At the same level, Fang Heng could only exert only 30% of his necromancy power.
But he dared to directly advance to the god level under such circumstances!
Perhaps he encountered a great opportunity at this time.
The entire camp of the Parliament of the Dead will not allow others to disrupt Fang Heng’s advancement.
Not far away, Mu Qingxin frowned again as she looked at Fang Heng who was rapidly absorbing the power of the Netherworld River.
Enough!
Not only must the River of Netherworld be extracted, but all the power in the River of Netherworld must also be extracted!
No matter who trained that guy as a competitor, what he is doing now has crossed the bottom line that Mu Qingxin can accept.
Mu Qingxin once again formed a mark in front of her with her hands, and said in a cold voice: "Proust! How long are you going to sleep for!"
"Bang bang! Bang bang!!!" ! ”
The surface of the Netherworld River exploded continuously, and alienated disaster red threadworm creatures continued to crawl out of the Netherworld River.
“Stop them!”
The senior mentors of the Council of the Dead are equally powerful. With their aging skills and good melee combat capabilities, and the support of the sky bone dragons spraying medicine, they are fighting to the death. Block the attacks of alienated disaster creatures.
Just when everyone felt that they had gradually become familiar with the rhythm and noticed that the number of red-line disaster creatures began to decrease, suddenly, everyone felt a terrifying power overflowing from the Netherworld River.
“What is that!?”
The expressions of the instructors changed slightly, and they all looked in the direction where the aura fluctuations were coming from.
"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..."
With a series of bubbles emerging from the bottom of the Netherworld River, a figure slowly emerged from the Netherworld River and appeared in front of everyone.
“Humans!?”
The undead mentors were greatly surprised and stared at the humans walking out of the Netherworld River.
How strange!
Besides them, there are other humans in the dead world! ?
Who is he?
The alienated disaster creature seemed to be under his control, constantly jumping out of the Netherworld River beside him and attacking everyone.
I have never heard of humans being immune to the attacks of disaster creatures!
Is he the controller of the disaster creature?
Proust slowly raised his head to look high into the sky, noticing the bone dragon hovering in the sky, then lowered his head, his eyes passed over the undead mentors, and finally focused on Fang Heng, who was absorbing the power of the undead. body.
The power of a large number of surrounding Netherworld Rivers is being rapidly absorbed by Fang Heng.
Proust looked confused.
He sensed the power of his own race from Fang Heng.
But why is that person absorbing the Netherworld River faster than him?
And much faster!
"Proust, kill them!"
The urging came from Proust's consciousness. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at the figure on the top of the mountain behind.
No matter.
No matter who they are.
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The realm of death is his territory! Only he can obtain the power that belongs to the Netherworld River!
They have crossed the line.
“Swift!!!”
Proust suddenly accelerated and turned into a black shadow, approaching Fang Heng at extremely high speed.
“Protect Fang Heng!”
When the necromancy instructors saw this, they were horrified and immediately counterattacked.
The aura of the undead around him quickly condensed into dense thorns of the undead and stabbed towards Proust!
“Bang!!”
Proust just raised his hand slightly, and several dark vortices emerged in front of him. The dense thorns of the undead fell on the dark vortices and exploded one after another!
"Bang bang! Bang bang!"
After the undead thorns exploded, they formed a series of netherworld explosions!
Swift!
Proust accelerated again, quickly passing through the black mist generated by the second stage explosion of the Undead Sting!
The second stage of Nether Explosion had no impact on Proust at all!
Who is this guy?
The necromancy instructors discovered that Proust was incredibly powerful, and he also used necromancy power.
Like those alienated disasters, Proust has higher defensive resistance to the undead system!
The attack of Nether Blast was also directly ineffective.
Even the aging skill, which is extremely effective against the disaster of red worms, is completely immune to Proust!
“Bone Spur!”
The team immediately switched tactics and used a mixture of physical damage to try to intercept!
Dense bone spurs continued to rise from the ground, and a dense white mass pierced towards Proust.
With a bit of disdain on his face, Proust did not slow down at all, and directly hit him with his strong physical strength!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
The dense bone spurs in front of him were knocked away and exploded one after another!
Huh?
Proust was suddenly startled.
The exploded bone spurs formed pieces of tiny bones that adhered to the body.
"Explode!"
"Boom boom boom!!!!"
The bone spurs suddenly exploded, and Proust's whole body was blown backwards.
Crack.
Proust jumped back and spread his hands.
Corroded.
The hand seems to have been affected by some kind of corrosive effect. It is constantly healing itself and emitting corrosion.
What's going on? Proust realized something, raised his head high, and looked up into the sky. (End of this chapter)