Immersed in a state of death, Zoro's own consciousness seemed to disappear, as if Solo had died. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, the death knight Lotherma on the side watched all this, and the soul fire in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter. Clutching the sword in her arms, Lotherma had some hope for the future, perhaps she would soon be able to meet her wife, Irel.

"Hmph! Death!" Suddenly, Lotherma shouted coldly, and the long sword in his hand slashed directly into an empty clearing.

There didn't seem to be anyone in the clearing, at least, no one was visible to the naked eye.

In the face of the attacking sword, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the clearing, and a man in black with a dagger quickly slashed towards Lotherma. The dagger in the hand of the man in black does not have the slightest luster, it is very ordinary, and only the person in black who holds the dagger will know the preciousness of this dagger.

At this time, the man in black was extremely surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Lotherma would be able to discover his hidden self.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Lotherma, and the man in black, as a veteran killer, left all the thoughts in his mind behind, and he had only one goal, and that was to kill Lotherma.

"Boom"

The dagger arrived in front of him, and Lotherma threw a blank punch that directly turned the attacking killer into a cloud of blood mist.

The blood mist came towards Lotherma, as if attracted to Lotherma, and the blood mist melted into Lotherma's body, making the soul fire in Lotherma's eyes burn even more vigorously.

"Hmph, a ninth-level killer, dare to come?" Lotherma muttered in a low voice.

With a flick of his hand, the long sword that fell in the clearing returned to Lotherma's hand, and was once again held in Lotherma's arms.

Everything around was not affected in the slightest by the battle between Lotherma and the killer, and a sand snake appeared not far away, completely unaware of what had just happened.

Half an hour later, Solo in the tent slowly opened his eyes, and there was a noticeable black light in his pupils.

However, Solo himself did not notice this, and the black light in his pupils only lasted for a moment before dissipating directly.

Feeling the changes in himself, Solo was pleased to find that he had a little more understanding of the rules of death, although this comprehension had not yet reached one percent, but it had already made Solo very satisfied. At the very least, Solo had some hope in his heart.

If this kind of realization comes a few more times, then Solo will definitely be able to comprehend the rules of death to thirty percent faster, so as to complete the breakthrough and become a Sanctuary powerhouse.

Standing up, the surrounding magical elements continued to pour into Zoro's body, which Solo was not surprised, he knew that it was due to the effect of the full-level meditation skill. However, when Solo carefully felt the magic elements pouring towards him, Solo found that it seemed that his magic elements were pouring into his body faster.

At the same time, after these magical elements poured into Solo's body, they were transformed into magic power at a faster speed than before, which made Solo very happy.

The active influx of magic elements into Solo's body is not that Solo is actively cultivating, it is completely the effect of passive skills. Solo felt that at the current rate at which the magic elements poured into his body, he could completely compare to a magician who cultivated all day.

Walking out of the tent, Solo could see Lothama sitting in front of the tent, and he could see the sword that Lothama was holding in his hand.

"Lotherma, what's the problem?" asked Solo softly.

"No problem!" Lothima turned his head to look at Zoro, who, as a mid-rank god, was keenly aware of Solo's changes. Lotherma could feel that Solo was like a black hole, absorbing the magical elements around him.

Of course, Lotherma could feel that the speed at which the magic elements poured into Zoro's body was not so fast, but being able to attract the active influx of magic elements, Solo already had some ability to belong to a god-level powerhouse.

"Presumably the master has made some progress, congratulations to the master!" Lotherma's voice sounded, which surprised Solo a little, he didn't expect Lotherma, whose face had always been extremely cold, to say such words.

Solo had always thought that Lotherma would not say good things at all, but now that Solo knew that he was wrong, he didn't know enough about Lotherma.

"There hasn't been much progress, and it seems like we need to go a little deeper. Solo replied, his gaze falling on the depths of the Desert of Death, and Solo desperately wanted to enter it. Only in a suitable environment can we better understand the rules of death.

Lotherma nodded, put away all the kitchen utensils and tents, and Solo and the others set off again towards the depths of the Desert of Death.

Shortly after Solo and the others left, men in black came to their previous location, and after careful inspection, the men in black found the direction in which they had left. The men in black didn't have any conversation, but they all chose to hide their figures, and quickly chased in the direction where Solo and the others had left.

Only on the yellow sand passing by these black-clothed people can they see the faint footprints, which can hardly be seen with the naked eye. Soon, as the breeze blew through the Desert of Death, these imperceptible footprints were all covered with yellow sand, and no trace could be found.

Zoro, who was heading towards the depths of the Desert of Death, naturally did not know that someone was chasing him, and it was only after the soul fire in Lotherma's eyes suddenly stopped before he regained his original appearance.

As the middle god, Lotherma is naturally very fast, and he quickly took Solo to the depths of the Death Desert.

"Is this the depths of the Desert of Death?" Solo was a little surprised as he looked at the empty ground below.

Observing everything below, Solo found that the yellow sand in this area could no longer be turned into yellow sand, and the original yellow sand had turned black.

"Please keep an eye on the master!" said Lotherma softly.

The black divine power of death poured out of Lotherma's body and gathered in Lotherma's hands, and it seemed that the things below needed Lotherma to accumulate a certain amount of strength.

Turning his head to look at the death divine power in Lotherma's hand, Solo could feel the dead silence contained in it, just looking at the death divine power in Lotharma's hand, Solo couldn't help but think of death.

Before, Solo didn't have a very specific impression of death, but now, when he thinks of death, Solo thinks of the divine power of death.

In the power of death in Lotherma's hands, Solo seemed to see the death of countless living beings, with bones all over the ground and blood all over the land.

Just looking at the divine power of death, Solo felt a trace of coldness appear around him, and as time continued, the coldness around him continued to increase. The increasing coldness made it a little difficult for Solo to breathe, so that Solo had to look away.

"Master, attention!" Lotherma reminded.