Chapter 150: The Seven Necromancy
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"I'll take a look, sign the contract...... There is!" Yao Shijue carefully rummaged through the perception of the dragon inheritance left by the little pig in his mind, and found that there was exactly what he wanted in it, and then put this thing forward, Yao Shijue carefully felt and digested it, and it could be used. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Whew...... It's almost there, then let's plant the contract first, and when the time comes, no matter what you are, you have to obediently listen to Lao Tzu!" Yao Shijue said with a wicked smile.
Feelings emerged, and circles of magic power flowed out of the body to converge into a magic array, this magic array was complicated and complicated, but Yao Shijue constructed it as if it had been used countless times, and the familiar could not be more familiar.
"Sign the contract and go!"
Manipulating the magic power, Yao Shijue first continued to pour magic power into the pet egg, and then quietly punched the contract magic array into it, letting those filament-like tubes transport the contract magic array into the egg in the center.
The filaments were still squirming slowly as before, and no anomalies were found to have anything unusual mixed in, and the contract magic array had entered it very covertly.
"Succeeded......"
After a while, Yao Shijue felt that the two sides had established a mysterious connection, and he clearly felt that the vitality of the pet eggs was slowly increasing, and the clarity was very different from before, as if it was the difference between visually measuring a thing's catties and using an electronic scale to accurately weigh it.
", according to this growth rate, when it hatches, I'm afraid it will take a week or two, maybe it will take a little longer, well, yes, it's a little cub of a powerful demonic beast who hasn't run away!" Yao Shijue was in a happy mood, and then put the pet egg aside, and began to recover his magic again.
Next, Yao Shijue didn't continue to pour magic into it, and when this guy slowly absorbed it himself, he didn't want to be a wet nurse all day long, and then feed the pet eggs all the time, that uncomfortable taste, he didn't want it.
Time passed, and it was still night, and it was quiet all around, so silent that even if a needle was thrown to the ground, it was estimated that many people could hear it clearly.
"Hiss ......"
Wisps of black mist filled the air, and several ghost-like objects slowly floated in midair, looming towards a small grove.
All the places they passed were reduced to nothing, and a mass of dead power crept into the surface, and the plants on the ground quickly aged and died under the influence of this force, and then collapsed like stone sculptures, turning into gravel and drifting away in the wind.
"Huhuhuhuhu......"
With a faint breathing sound like the chirping of mosquitoes and flies, several creatures wrapped in black robes were quietly approaching Yao Shijue's location.
There are a total of seven of these ghost creatures, and they are the seven necromantic creatures who are very famous in the world.
As they approached Yao Shijue's wooden hut, the Necromantic Seven took out their weapons, which were huge black scythes that exuded a rich aura and dripping blood.
At this moment, the image of the Necronomicon looks like the Grim Reaper that people often think of in their memories, each of them holding a giant scythe in their hands, floating in front of the hut.
Following the sense, the Ring of Darkness was in the largest wooden hut, and after sensing it, the Necromantic Seven Kui all gathered around, raised the giant scythe and prepared to start attacking.
Raised high above his head, the black robe slid down, revealing the skeletal arms of the Necromantic Seven Kui that looked like white bones, and there was no skin and flesh on them. Strange magic power ran out of the black mist and condensed onto the giant scythe, but such a strong magic fluctuation was forcibly contracted into a small range by several necromantic Qikui, with neither sound nor any fluctuation.
Boom!
Seven black crescent swords appeared, tearing through the space, distorting the line of sight, and almost at the same time they came to the center of the large wooden room.
Seven black crescents sliced through, cutting the entire wooden room in half, without making any sound, and everything was absorbed and annihilated by the black crescents, even powerful creatures.
ā......ā
The Necromantic Seven were silent as gold, and they looked at each other before one of the ghostly creatures floated out and floated into the tattered wooden house.
As soon as the Necronomicon had already come to the front of the wooden house, a thick claw smashed the wooden board in an instant, grabbed the head of the Necromantic Qikui, and then the power of the desolation gushed out, and the huge claw crushed the head of the Necromantic Qikui.
"Hehe, someone is looking for death again!" There was a roar from the big wooden room, it was Yao Shijue's disdainful mockery, although the Necromantic Qikui couldn't understand it, but the general meaning could still be guessed.
"However, the things that came this time are weaker, and they can be solved in one shot, and they are even more rubbish than the previous batch. Yao Shijue directly smashed the wooden plank, and walked out of the big wooden room, a one-eyed beast pupil looked at the six necromantic Qikui from afar.
ā......ā
The six Necromantic Seven Kui didn't reply, but just clenched the giant scythe and floated silently in place.
"Hiss hiss hiss ......"
The black mist overflowed, and the necromantic Qikui on the ground, who had been pinched and exploded by Yao Shijue, slowly stood up again, and the fragments of his head scattered by being crushed gradually floated, regrouped in an invisible force, and a brand-new skull was spliced together.
However, this skull was a little different from what Yao Shijue had seen in the Necronomicon World, there was no soul fire burning in the skull, but blood-red eyes.
In addition, there are some black mist coming out of his eyes from time to time, that thing, Yao Shijue is very familiar with, and there is also a black mist in his own body, which also belongs to the Ring of Darkness.
"What are you, why are you attacking me?" Yao Shijue transmitted the message through his spiritual power, but what answered him was a cacophony of noise and endless negative emotions.
"Hmph, can't you communicate, then I can only kill you!" Yao Shijue's eyes froze, and he snorted coldly.
"What's going on?"
At this time, the monkey Sebu also woke up from his slumber, his vigilance has always been very high, although Yao Shijue's spiritual power comes to check the situation every night, but he still can't change this habit.
Therefore, when Yao Shijue let out his first roar at the Necromantic Seven Kui, he had already woken up. At the same time, the old dog woke up, and he also noticed something unusual in the air, so he ran out of the wooden hut to take a look.
"Someone came to the door again, but not an adventurer, but just a bunch of skeletons. ā
Tightening his fists, Yao Shijue did not forget to pin the pet egg to his waist, and then a battle spirit began to brew gradually. (To be continued.) )
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