Chapter 361 361. The Fountain of Undying and the Undead
In the following time, Croya directly made a "horrible" transformation to the Skeleton King on the spot - using floating magic patterns to carve its bones, and adding the collected sylph feathers...
The originally domineering dark golden Skeleton King instantly turned into a "mage" with wings, capable of flying in the sky, and wearing elegant and exquisite robes.
——Of course, the most important thing is its size.
After the transformation, it expanded several times and could be freely changed in size. It was possible to install some comfortable seats and sofas on its back. Of course, Croya would not treat himself badly. He sat on it directly and motioned for it to move forward quickly.
"Let's go."
"There must be something special about you having such a large territory within the sphere of influence of the goddess of Hades."
"The goddess has promised me a long time ago that any territory I like can be divided up for me. I will not treat you badly, as long as you are obedient."
What he said was true. During that time, the goddess of the underworld, Keleha, rubbed wool with Teacher Miya every day. She missed many things from the past. Those precious memories are rare for a god.
What's more, the goddess of the underworld originally planned to take advantage of the underworld formed at the junction of the Semrio continent and other planes and enter the star realm to develop.
He was very grateful to Croya, so he promised Croya that as long as he went to the underworld and occupied any place he liked, no one would dare to rob it - if it was his territory, he could occupy it at will.
Of course, Croya would definitely not just occupy some truly precious areas. Although what others said was good, he still had to pay some attention after all.
"Ah!"
"My Lady!"
When the Skeleton King heard that this mage was actually related to the goddess of the underworld, his bones almost softened. He quickly used it as a mount and flew around his territory.
Don't dare to have unnecessary thoughts at all. Suppression from superiors is extremely harsh in the world of the undead.
Even more hierarchical than the nobility.
Croya sat on the Skeleton King, leaning against a comfortable pillow. The sunflower acted as a "little sun" to release warmth, and the living weapons that had not returned yet served as escorts. It was extremely comfortable.
He looked down at the dark and dark land of the underworld and chatted with Sun Kui: "Do you know what energy is needed in the underworld? Our main plane is magic, what is the underworld?"
Sun Kui knew that this was an intentional test by his father, and replied: "It is negative energy, that is, the power of death. It is a power similar to magic but different in nature."
This is considered the basis of higher plane knowledge.
Many people think that "death magic" is just a type of "magic". In fact, it is quite the opposite. The essence of magic is actually the power that contains vitality, which can extend to countless planes containing vitality.
But the power of death cannot coexist with the world extended by magic. It is like the opposite of magic. Therefore, the category of positive energy includes all magic, and negative energy is the power of death.
"Not bad, I know how to learn something."
"That's right."
"Actually, as the opposite of magic, the power of death can also create 'life'. Do you know what it is?"
Croya continued to ask, looking at Sunflower with encouraging eyes.
But this time the latter shook his head and refused: "I don't know, I have never learned these things, father, you are making things difficult for me!"
It turns out that even Sunflower, who almost became a god, doesn't like reading very much. The source of knowledge for gods is usually prayer and early accumulation - but none of these will work on Sunflower, which has so many knowledgeable little ones. My partner, I don’t want to learn at all.
So...
"You unlearned sun!" Croya poked its soft flower disc helplessly, looked at the indentation before explaining: "The undead are special people who can reproduce their offspring by passing on the fire of their own souls. Race.”
Before he finished speaking, the Skeleton King under his butt suddenly trembled, causing Croya to pat its shoulder blades with dissatisfaction: "Stay more stable, or I will dismantle you to make you more stable."< br>
The Skeleton King quickly stabilized himself and said cautiously: "Sir, do you also know the legend of the undead?"
In fact, Croya not only knew, but also knew the conditions for the birth of the undead - there was once a powerful necromancer in the Ark, and he left behind an ambiguous "documentary".
That document contained a detailed record of his love-hate relationship with an undead lady.
It was during this process that he glimpsed a hint of the mystery of the undead soul fire.
The flame was filled with the two forces of death and life, but it was unusually harmonious and stable. It was obvious that the two opposing forces merged to form a new flame. The magical magic fascinated him.
Then... he was discovered by the undead lady, who immediately left, as if she were a nobleman who came to the custom shop to have fun.
Of course, the legendary wizard was deeply impressed by being treated like this. He even wrote a book and gave it to a friend when he was in Ark. It contained some useful information about his research.
After getting the book, Croya read it carefully - of course to understand the magic principles in it. After reading it for several days and nights, he finally determined its conditions: the eternity of life and death.
Two contradictory magical properties.
The former requires iterations of magic power, but the latter requires immutability - such a magic attribute would give even a legendary mage a headache.
Fortunately, Croya has a teacher who knows everything and has "eternal" magic power.
He looked at the Skeleton King and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Of course, but it's still early. Please tell me where the Fountain of Doom is in your territory first."
"..."
After a brief hesitation and struggle, the Skeleton King still flew in a certain direction. After about half an hour of high-speed flight, he landed on an unremarkable black stone mountain.
This stone mountain is about two to three hundred meters high. It is surrounded by mountains that look like dragon bones. There are also some stone pillars that are not very high but look extremely sharp, guarding this ordinary mountain. rocky mountain.
When the Skeleton King landed, many wronged souls and several bone dragons rushed over from all around. It was obvious that this was the deepest family background of the Skeleton King. Those wronged souls were all Level 10 "Mourn the Wrong Souls".
Only saint-level humans can be transformed through some extremely complex rituals after death.
They are covered with pure white gauze clothes, and what appears to be a handsome or beautiful face is looming in the holes in the clothes. They have a sense of holiness that is incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Needless to say, there is no need to mention the bone dragon. Although it is only a ninth-level bone dragon, its skeletons are extremely tall, and you can even vaguely see the inherited magic patterns unique to the dragon clan.
Obviously, they were not just on the roadside when they were alive - there is an essential difference from the ones that were melted by sunflowers just now.
"Not bad."
"You actually have so many good things."
Croya patted the Skeleton King's...leg bone, "It seems you have figured it out. There is still a magic circle under the ground that has not been activated. In this case, I am not a robber, and I will not treat you badly." In fact, when he arrived here, he had already felt the hidden magic circles below and around him. He originally thought that the Skeleton King was finally planning to deal with his "robber" who fell from the sky.
Unexpectedly, it didn't do this.
In this case, he will be easier to talk to.
The Skeleton King was helpless: "You not only have the blessing of the goddess of the underworld, but also the power of a famous knight. I dare not do it even if you give me the courage of a dragon!"
"Knight...you mean Theodore."
"Has he ever been to your place?"
Croya asked curiously while following the fluctuations of magic power inside.
The Skeleton King followed closely and replied: "Yes, one of his friends is the Death Lord nearby, and I...I was beaten by him."
When it said this, its huge body trembled violently, as if it thought of some not-so-good memories.
"Oh."
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"That's quite a coincidence."
Croya decided to visit the other party later, but now, his eyes have been attracted by a mouth of spring water floating in the cave, like spring water gushing out of the void.
The spring water floated quietly about four or five meters above the ground. The dark water poured out from the crack, ignoring gravity and floating lightly in mid-air, forming a winding stream.
"Oh! This is the Fountain of Doom."
His eyes sparkled instantly, and he immediately stretched out his hand to draw a circle, from which emerged a large group of gopher rats wearing various robes.
The leader among them bowed to Croya, and then began to order his men to start building.
The Skeleton King watched helplessly as his precious Fountain of the Last King, which could produce undead creatures and advance undead creatures, was surrounded by a bunch of rats. They took out a lot of various props from the small pockets on their stomachs, and in the blink of an eye they built a ring shape around the floating stream.
To put it simply, the spring water was wrapped in a ring made of alloy, and the magic pattern ensured that the magic power would not overflow. Then, crystal-like lavender plants were planted in it, and the pipes connected to the solid magic pitcher plants began to control these. Spring water is analyzed.
All magic plants are engraved with "undead transformation" and "insect swarm adaptation", so even plants that come from the world of the living and grow in the sun can endure the breath of the undead.
After getting this portable plant laboratory, Croya quickly got a report. He glanced at the data on it, and then waved his hand: "Grape trellis!"
The Stealing Rat team immediately started construction, guiding all the springs of doom into an area, using small metal pipes to start dividing the flow, and building a grape trellis that allowed the grapevines to draw spring water at any time.
After completing this task, Croya took out the grape branch that he carried with him and had the consciousness of the owner of the magic field grape vine. Just like when he first planted it, he started digging holes in the ground for planting.
"You have to hold it back."
"The transition from the living to the dead is painful."
"Fortunately, you don't have my power in this vine, otherwise the collision of vitality will completely break you."
He began to tell Grapevine everything he knew, because he knew very well that he could never stay in such a dead environment as the underworld for a long time.
Even if his power is strong enough to be able to travel across planes at any time, it is impossible for him to come here often to visit the vines, so he is a bit reluctant to part with it.
This friend helped him build the original agricultural system in the North, and also nourished so many magical plants and monsters. He really worked hard and accomplished a lot, but he had to come to the dead underworld to protect the dead when the Northern Territory had stabilized...
You must know that it grew up under Cloya's partial sunshine and sunshine potion. Almost half of the sunshine potion was given to the grapevine.
To suddenly come here from the warm sunshine and rain, Croya simply couldn't imagine what kind of painful struggle it would have to go through - but since it wanted to, it could only provide the help it could.
Of course, the grapevine felt the change in Croya's mood. The end of its small, somewhat young vine stretched out and touched the latter's cheek.
Mental fluctuations are transformed through the communication technique of all things:
"I leave my child to you."
"Dear sun, warm friend."
"They will help you continue to maintain the northern territory. If they are disobedient, leave them alone and let me teach them a lesson."
"~"
Finally, it sent out a somewhat naughty mental wave.
After saying that, it retracted its vines, taking away the subtle, slightly cool touch, and took root into the dark spring water without hesitation.
Croya sighed slightly, and the light on his body dimmed for a moment.
There seemed to be a slight "pop", like the sound of something breaking - the spring water instantly poured into the inside of the grapevine, turning the crystal clear luster into a dead black.
Its leaves trembled crazily, as if a person was enduring the pain of having all the organs in his body shattered and reorganized, but still unable to pass out.
No, this is much scarier than what humans feel, because every centimeter of the vines is feeling such pain!
However, even so, it was still growing hard. The vines were growing crazily outward along the already built grape trellis. Almost in the blink of an eye, they filled the entire cave and expanded outward.
It is trying hard to adapt and occupy this area, just as it once protected all the magical beasts and magical plants in the violent storm - except now it is protecting itself.
The Skeleton King watched helplessly as his territory was occupied, but he only felt admiration and... uneasiness.
The magic power emitted by this strange vine is too powerful. What if it attracts the attention of those greedy "friends" around it?
——Perhaps worries will always happen. As soon as the thought came up, a powerful wave came from the distance, wanting to rush over directly with undisguised greed.
Twelve levels of magic power fluctuations!
It's a death knight!
"Big..." It looked anxiously at Croya, who looked unhappy.
But before it could remind Croya, it suddenly opened its mouth wide and its soul fire swayed.
I saw a beautiful scene that I will never forget in my life.
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