Chapter 242: The Fear of Being Dominated by Death
Yang Xiaoming actually knew in his heart that the tree demon in front of him and him were both for their own purposes, and they pretended to be harmonious and aggrieved on the surface.
But that doesn't matter, at least after a period of contact with this dryad, I found that his understanding of the use of his abilities has improved somewhat.
After all, this is a clone that has existed for hundreds of years, and through hundreds of years of research, it has not only studied a set of abilities that belong to the natural godhead, and the magic system under its use, but also has a unique insight into the control of all things and energy in the world.
If you want to give this knowledge to others, you may need to consider the learner's talent and qualifications, but for Huang Xiaoming, it is simply a little thorough, and it is clear at a glance.
It's obviously unrealistic to want to learn something that has been summarized by people for hundreds of years at once, but if you want to understand what the principle of this thing is, it can't be simpler.
Because technology can be deduced, skills can be learned, but it means that even if the most fundamental and secret thing can deceive others, it can't deceive him with the same root and origin.
Just after answering the Dryad's question, Yang Xiaoming found that the Dryad had also fallen into a brief stiffness, apparently receiving a message from the Forest Goddess.
After recovering her spirits, she looked at Yang Xiaoming and asked, "This newcomer is like ...... Vacuum cleaner-like gods...... Is she easy to contact personally? ”
It's no wonder that such a question can be asked, but the goddess of the forest is really scared.
There is no god of death in this world, and there is no place where the souls of the dead can be united.
Therefore, some of these dead were inspired by the power of the evil gods and hid underground and became monsters, some became vassals of some gods, some simply entered hell and were decayed by the fire element to form monsters in hell, and some were captured by powerful beings into this world-famous dungeon system.
And the sudden arrival of death can be regarded as pointing out the direction they should really go, and it is really not the new word that the blind dryad has learned, it is really an image and a vivid description.
The countless evil powers, the countless existences, and the broken spirits of the undead in this world have almost gone mad in spite of the scorching sun in the sky, and generally rush towards death.
It's as if death is a repairing star, and they are all small planets, revolving around death.
And the sun's rays, which would have caused great damage to these monsters that could only come out at night, had no effect on them, and that was a protective immunity given by death the moment they decided to surrender to death.
Death is really hilarious.
Not to mention the sheer number of hearts and souls that wander around at will, or the number of old souls that are about to fade before they have time to transform.
It's those all kinds of monsters that have become monsters, but can still be absorbed by him, and when facing him, they are like snowmen under the scorching sun.
Starting from the polar continent, this small black hole that seems to appear on the surface of the earth specifically absorbs souls, and the general death is advancing like this.
Wherever he walked, even if he fell into the polar night, there was no monster that crawled out of the place where the sun could not shine.
Then the deceased has truly found his soul.
All the gods in his entire TR world were dumbfounded, this new outer god was too domineering and powerful, so powerful that it far exceeded their psychological expectations.
All the ancient gods, outer gods, and even evil gods who have been stationed in this world can only hide within their own range, trembling as this powerful Son of Heaven patrols the world of death past their kingdom.
And this process is not long, and it is even said that when the string in everyone's nerves is about to break, the stay of death in this world comes to an abrupt end.
He disappeared.
But none of the gods will breathe a sigh of relief for this, because people who are strong enough can feel that this world has become more imprinted.
Death.
Everything in this world is nothing more than life and death, no matter what form the living take, gods and ants are nothing more than living, and the rest are the dead, and this death obviously has the power of death in this world.
This mastery, as well as the antelope's act of turning away with its horns and branding, suggests that he is not merely in his possession of the power of death in this world.
This is enough to make these gods who feel a little respite even more frightened, what will the world be like after death?
They had expected it.
But no matter what kind of back path was prepared before, it is different now, after the death of God, will it also belong to this death?
It seems impossible to think deeply, but if you think about it a little, you know that this is probably the case.
As a result, everyone began to panic.
When he came back from the deaths of countless souls and the dead, he was still frantically surrounded by countless souls and the dead.
They were still frantically entering the death was ready, a passage, and this time it was obviously no longer stored on her, but he had opened a passage that led to an unknown latitude.
In the place of death hunting, even the sun god in the sky has to avoid its edge, and the gods who have already learned the basic information of death from Yang Xiaoming through the dryad have chosen to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Powerful as death, her advance income is still limited, which leads to his lack of direct coverage of the entire planet for soul storage, so he can only halve the input and make the cross-section of his advancement larger.
And the souls he absorbed were not only animals, but also the souls of dead plants, dead seafood, and insects.
The whole process didn't last long, and it wouldn't take a week for the entire planet to be absorbed once, but just this long week was a memorable memory for all the gods.
On the surface, underground, and in all the strata, all the dead were absorbed, and death appeared very satisfactorily beside Yang Xiaoming and Yang Erming.
"The quality of this place is really high, and it even makes me want to give up those souls that exist in the Soul Gem World."
Yang Ming didn't say anything about it, but Death shook his head and smiled: "I think hell is a good place, where am I going to build faith for the inhabitants there." ”
With that, he disappeared.
And he really appeared in Hell, feeling the vastness of Hell, and understanding the biological chain and evolutionary channels of all living beings in Hell.
After doing what was only known for a moment, she waved her hand and smiled.