Caesar, who was in a state of divine soul, adapted to it for a while, and found that such a state had both advantages and disadvantages.

Naturally, no one can see him and discover him, unless the spirit is more powerful than him. But his divine soul has evolved and reached the true god level, and on the entire planet, unless those mythical ancient gods come again, no one will be his opponent.

The disadvantage is that he is not very good at using the divine soul, and the feeling of being both strong and weak is very strange, he knows that he is powerful, but in fact, he can't touch anything, so he can't attack, let alone defend.

It's like a warrior who has taken off his armor and is naked and exposed to the air, even though he knows that his strength is strong, he still has a sense of shame, and he can't help but want to find something to cover it.

Oh no, it's not that everyone can't see him, at least one person can.

Caesar floated in the air, looking down at the sleeping Avril Lavigne, tracing her features with her hands.

As one of the contractors, I hope you can be happy, but I don't want your happiness to be based on fantasy and deception, no matter how beautiful the loft in the sky, no matter how longing for the mirage, if it is like a bubble that will shatter when touched, why should you cherish it carefully?

Not to mention......

Caesar flicked Avril's nose in the air, little one, if something happens to you, it will affect the king.

Since the contract is signed, your business is no longer just your business.

I couldn't say anything about the complaining that I didn't know, but Caesar sighed and swaggered through the wall. The ubiquitous magic circles in the magic tower did not react to this.

After a few months in the Magic Tower, Caesar was able to reach Bazzat's bedroom in the shortest distance.

Hey? Haven't slept yet?

Caesar cautiously entered the room. Well, there is nothing abnormal about the magic array. Bazzat also seemed unaware. It's just -- what the hell is he doing?

Bazzat, dressed in a white magic robe, seemed to have just taken a shower and lay down on the bed. He is facing up, his legs are closed, his hands are crossed in his lower abdomen, his eyes are closed, his breathing is smooth, but he doesn't need to sleep with his clothes and the light on, right?

Floating in the air and looking at the man lying on the bed, Caesar pursed his lips, although he looked good. But it's just so-so, compared with the king's Yushu Linfeng handsome and chic, he was immediately turned into scum in seconds!

Suddenly, Bazzat's eyes opened.

There was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, which were as blue as the sea, and it seemed that his whole person was awake from beginning to end.

Getting up, the magic robe, not even wrinkled, Bazzat looked expressionless and walked to the bookcase in the bedroom.

Extremely cumbersome magical vibrations unravel layers of codes. The bookcase opened, revealing a small magic circle.

Caesar's eyes lit up and he hurriedly followed, thinking that he would be staring at it for many days, but he didn't expect his luck to be so good!

After the magic circle appears. He didn't stand up immediately, but took out a few alchemy items that had been refined a long time ago and placed them in the corresponding places. Then, he took out a jade knife as thin as a cicada's wing. A cut index finger, a drop of blood. Blood dripped down in the center of the magic array, causing ripples, and Caesar immediately rushed over, leaving a tracking mark on Bazat's body - sure enough, Bazat disappeared, but he remained in place, teleporting magic, and it didn't do anything to the soul.

Feeling where the mark was, Caesar chased after him.

What is the secret of the hell, the secret room was built more than 100 meters underground!

Caesar kept rushing down, feeling that the whole person was not good. It's actually very uncomfortable to go back and forth between objects, especially when there are a lot of messy things in between, such as bones, small animals, garbage, and disgusting.

Bear with it!

Finally rushing into the secret room, Caesar once again realized the extent of the Bazat trench, and the entire secret room was actually made of moon stone! And it looks like a whole piece is directly dug out, it's Yuehao Stone! A top-notch casting material that can excite the dwarven master with a large palm, forbidden demons, amazing defensive power, and a concealment effect.

If it weren't for the special soul of this king, absolutely no one would have discovered his secret! It shows that this king was born to restrain you, even yes!

And when Bazzat arrived here, his expression changed, and there was a smile on his always indifferent face. I saw him operate extremely carefully on a heavily protected platform, which gradually rose, slowly spit out a box, and when it was opened, it was something similar to a crystal ball.

The crystal ball is about the size of an adult's fist, and it looks transparent, but it is filled with white mist, which is very thick, making the entire crystal ball head look white, but if you look closely, you can also see that the mist is flowing slowly.

Bazzat almost reverently held the crystal ball, as if something in his hand would shatter when touched, and even his breathing slowed down subconsciously, but his eyes were full of nostalgia and eagerness, which made his whole person vivid, and it was completely different from what he saw on weekdays. Speaking of such a bazat, it seems more humane, but Caesar only feels the danger.

Holding a small crystal ball, Bazzat lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on it, as if it was not a strange crystal ball in his hand at all, but his most beloved girl.

"My dear Vivien, wait, wait, wait, it's almost ......"

He then took the crystal ball to another place, placed it on a sacrificial altar, then took a few steps back, knelt before the prince, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself.

But he didn't stop his movements because he closed his eyes, as if he had long been accustomed to doing so, and without pause he took out several strange skulls from the ring.

Caesar took two steps back and patted his chest, dumbfounded. Soul Skull! How could there be such a thing in a bazat! This is obviously only used by necromancers! And it's the kind of necromancer who is particularly frantic to refine something like this!

The soul skull is a unique magic item for necromancers, but the blood and cruelty of the production make this kind of thing strictly forbidden for a long time, and once it is found, it will be destroyed, and the person who uses it will be hunted down by all righteous people.

To make a skull of the dead, you need to take the fetus that is still in the mother's womb to make it, it must be just 9 months old, and on the night of the full moon, it will be taken out of the womb raw, and then the mother's body will be refined into meat puree. The surviving fetus is then placed in a bone jar made from the mother's bones, sealed with meat puree, with soul water, carefully boiled until only the bones remain, and the rest is ground into powder to make a bone bell.

And that's just the first step. The head formed at this time, because the resentment will devour the soul.

And where does the soul come from? Necromancers especially like to go to dangerous borders to collect souls, in addition to fighting on the battlefield, more evil people will choose to make their own, very simply, kill more souls, isn't it?

It seems that this undead head should be level three, which means that this one head has devoured 100,000 souls. (To be continued.) )