readx;? After hearing Ni's strange sigh, Wang Xu slowly turned his head, looked at her suspiciously, and after spreading his hands towards her, Wang Xu asked puzzledly: "What's wrong, what's wrong with you?"

"I have a secret ......" Nilou stared into Wang Xu's eyes and replied with a chuckle, and when she answered, Nilou's eyes were full of confidence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Natured Novel ww

"What secret?" Although Wang Xu was not very interested in Nilou's so-called secret, after all, Nilou's head sometimes made mistakes, and the secret she said might be an ordinary trivial matter, but in order not to disturb Nilou's good mood, Wang Xu still asked her in a whisper.

"On the way from the church, I have been wondering what kind of power can completely transform the god-level light magic of the saint Dareel, into the undead Lich King, and now, I finally have the answer, it is the Book of Necronomicon, it is it that makes Dareel completely transformed......" Nilou curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and told the secret she had revealed.

"Oh...... Makes sense......" After listening to Nilou's story, Wang nodded in surprise, stretched out his right thumb to Nilou, and praised Nilou with body language, indicating that she had indeed revealed a great secret.

Originally, Wang Xu thought that even if the so-called source of necromantic magic, the "Book of Necronomins", was fierce, that is, a secret book that recorded the spells of undead magic, but now, knowing that "The Book of Necroonomicon" can directly transform the priest of the light attribute into a lich, Wang Xu didn't see it that way, he had a trace of awe of the "Necronomicon", and felt that the book was not simple.

"Nilou is right, it is because Dareel has studied the Necronomicon that she will change from a god-level priest to a lich king," Zana suddenly interjected, her words still with an excited trill, "It is recorded in the Black Book of the Dead that the Necronomicon has the magic of a ghostly workmanship, and what kind of magic it is, there is no record in the Black Canon. ”

"Who wrote the Book of Necronomicon?" Glancing at the Book of Necronomicon contained in half of the black sealing stone box, Wang Xu asked Zhana in a low voice, "Is it the Titan again?"

"I don't know," Zhana shook her head gently after hearing Wang Xu's question, and then, after taking a deep breath, Zhana replied with a trembling voice: "Since the cover of the Necronomicon is written in the ancient human script, then, I guess, it may be a human work!"

"Reasonable...... Wang Xu agrees with Zhana's judgment, "To be honest, in the entire Loren world, it is the shortest life span of human beings, and it is understandable that human beings who are afraid of death, in order to get a longer life, use their wisdom to toss this means of eternal life." ”

"Let's go, let's see what kind of moth is that "Necronomicon Sutra", it is so ...... that it has been passed on" As he spoke, Wang Xu stood up from the meditation bed, and by the way, helped up Zana, whose legs were still a little soft.

Immediately, Wang Xu and Zhana teleported into the spatial enchantment again, and in an instant, the sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded in their ears, and the sound was like someone crying wildly into their ears, although they knew that no one around them was really crying, but the two of them were still stimulated by this sound and felt cold.

"Can you touch it?" Wang Xu, who walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, turned his head to look at Zhana who was following him, and asked her in a low voice: "I'm not a necromancer, can't I touch this thing, after all, doesn't the "Black Book of the Dead" say that this thing has the magic power of a ghostly axe!"

"Heh, heh......" Zana smiled sweetly and replied, "I don't know if I can touch it, but since Darel can touch it, we should have no problem touching it......"

Saying that, Zhana stretched out her hand and was about to take the "Necronomicon Sutra" in the black stone box, but suddenly, Wang Xu reached out and stopped Zhana's arm and persuaded her: "Come on, I have practiced fighting spirit, and my defense is higher than yours, in case there is a problem with this book, I still have time to buffer!"

"Well......" After listening to Wang Xu's instructions, knowing that Wang Xu was caring about herself, Zhana nodded and smiled sweetly, and agreed to Wang Xu's request.

After waving his hand to Zana and making her take a few steps back, Wang Xu planned to take out the legendary "Necronomicon Sutra" from the stone box, he was cautious, and he was not stupid enough to put his hand into the stone box, he controlled an alchemy puppet, and asked the alchemy puppet to reach for him to get the divine book in the stone box.

In a very relaxed situation, the alchemy puppet brought out the huge book thicker than his waist, and its ease was as if there was no danger in this "Necronomicon Sutra".

When the alchemy puppet brought the book to his eyes, less than half a meter away from him, Wang Xu instantly smelled an extremely pungent smell of blood, as if the ancient book in front of him, which had thousands of pages, had been soaked in the endless sea of blood for tens of thousands of years.

Endure the unpleasant smell, twist his brows, squint his eyes, Wang Xu, up and down, left and right repeatedly looked at the "Book of Death" in the hand of the alchemy puppet, and he saw that this divine book was about half the size of a window, nearly twenty centimeters later.

The upper and lower covers of the divine book are two thin black metal plates, even if Wang Xu has become a big name in the casting industry, but he still can't see what kind of metal those two metal plates are.

After attracting another alchemy puppet, Wang Xu controlled the two alchemy puppets and opened the huge book, which weighed almost fifty catties, and he saw that the pages of the divine book were made of leather, not like sheepskin, the color was blood-red and blood-red, and it was 100% soaked in blood.

What's more, some of the blood on the page seems to be still flowing, as if the blood on the page can be thrown out with a casual flick.

The blood-red pages were full of small black characters, and there were some patterns like magic arrays on them, and after glancing at the words on the page, Wang Xu appeared, those words were also ancient Terran characters.

Just when Wang Xu raised his hand and grabbed his forehead, ready to control the two alchemy puppets, and then turn a few more pages of this blood book to take a look, Zhana next to Wang Xu opened her mouth and sighed softly: "What is recorded in the Black Book of the Dead is true, and the pages in the Book of the Dead are really made of human skin......

"Vomit ......" Wang Xu, who was originally looking at the pages of the book, quickly stood up straight after listening to Zhana's description of the material of the pages of the "Book of Death", and the stomach acid immediately began to churn, "No, human skin! This book looks like there are thousands of pages, that is, in order to write this book, at least a thousand people have been killed!"

"Hmm......" Zana nodded silently, with an unbearable expression on her face.

"It's terrible......" After sighing, Wang Xu reached out and was about to turn over the pages of the human skin.

Just now, Wang Xu had already put his face close to about five centimeters away from the page, and in this case, the "Necronomicon" did not react, so Wang Xu felt that this book should not be dangerous.

However, just when Wang Xu touched his hand to the edge of the page and felt the cold temperature of the blood, in an instant, a black mist poured out from the book, and in an instant, Wang Xu was wrapped...... (To be continued.) )