When Lin Mu woke up, he found himself lying on the back of a fluffy beast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He sat up jerkily, and the creature below him jolted violently, nearly knocking him off.

"Oh employer, you have to be careful, the old man is powerless now, a careless slide off this griffin, and the high-level stone skin technique can't save it." ”

"Oh my God, the Witch King is awake!"

King?

On the contrary, they dare to call me by this name outside, and I am not familiar with this world now!

"What kind of witch king are you! What does Lin Mu have to do with you!Where is he now?!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Lin Mu was stunned, and realized that the owner of this voice was Yang Moxue, who was unconditionally dedicated to himself.

"What's the situation, I'm in another world, how can I hear the voice of the aborigines of the Lingwu Continent?"

He looked behind him for the source of the sound, and saw Yang Moxue, who was wearing a green shirt, who was being hugged by Emino's palms with both hands, and his eyes were staring at him like fire.

"Yang Moxue, why are you here!"

"Lord Witch King, in fact, we are also very confused. ”

The raccoon poked its head out of Locke's chest and looked at Lin Mu in awe, its eyes no longer had the ease of Lin Mu's youth, and it seemed to be a little afraid of the current Witch King.

That is a kind of innate vigilance of the weak against the strong.

"Frondo, you know?"

Lin Mu stood up from the beast's back, and the griffin suddenly leaped into the sky as if freed, leaving Lin Mu with a dazed face.

However, his body did not fall vertically under the strong gravitational force.

Lin Mu was suspended in the sky.

Level 50 spell talent, floating instinct.

This is a passive skill, which can only be learned by mage professions above level 50, and Lin Mu forcibly bought a scroll of floating instinct from the Mage Guild by virtue of the identity of the Supreme Angmar Witch King, so he learned this spell talent.

But the body with this ability is the body of the Witch King far away in the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, not this puppet body!

"Could it be that my two bodies are fused into this puppet at the same time?"

Lin Mu suddenly realized, no wonder the griffin was relieved after breaking away from him, it turned out to be another of his stealing skills, level 20 spell talent, and his weight was doubled.

Since the floating instinct exists, it means that this is not the other world where the Great Tomb of Tumonsas is located, but the Lingwu Continent!

Or is it another world?

"Don't worry about it for now, go back to the griffon's back. ”

Lin Mu slowly raised his hand and grabbed at the griffin in the distance, which immediately pulled backwards like a small magnet attracted by a giant magnet.

Level 60 spells, precise gravity.

This spell is a real ring skill, but it is too wasteful in the game, and it can only absorb targets lower than his own level of 20, so Lin Mu has never wanted to use it.

Now it is very appropriate to deal with this situation.

The griffin and the people above were quickly pulled by Lin Mu's precise gravity, and in the face of the griffin's gentle vacancy, Lin Mu canceled the floating instinct and landed accurately.

"Tell me, Frando, what do you know?"

Lin Mu grabbed his knees and slowly approached the trembling raccoon, it lowered its head stiffly, and Francor had already reminisced about the pressure he had when he faced the Witch King of Angmar for the first time, which was not just a puppet, it was the supreme majesty of the true ruler of the world.

Suddenly, a stream of heat poured into his chest, and his trembling body immediately returned to its natural state, and the raccoon raised its head in surprise and looked at Lin Mu, whose expression was rich in reverence among animals.

"Ah, Almighty Majesty, Lord Witch King of Angmar, your bounty cannot be repaid by Frando. ”

"Without further ado, you should explain something. ”

The raccoon nodded in fear, jumped out of Locke's arms, and knelt down in front of Lin Mu in a raccoon-like posture.

"Venerable Witch King, while you were resting as usual, the four of us took you on the griffin leading to Violet City, but on the way, there was a small accident. ”

"Accident?" Lin Mu narrowed his eyes.

"That's right, it was an accident, I don't know which guy who didn't open his eyes, released a twisted void into our path, and then ...... Griffons are present in this quirky place. ”

Twist the Void!

Lin Mu was shocked, this is an awakening skill that can only be performed by a level 100 mage, in a guild war in the godless world, he once absorbed a supreme person into it and threw him directly out of the server, which is simply a bug skill.

In that other world, there is actually a level 100 powerhouse, isn't he affected by the suppression of the plane?

"What about the Great Tomb? Is it still in another world?"

Hearing this, Locke, who had been silent, suddenly interjected.

"Lord Witch King, regarding the Great Tomb, the Master has sent me a few messages, and my subordinates are now reporting it. ”

Lin Mu stared at his jade-like delicate eyes, as if he had a premonition that another bombshell was about to strike.

"First of all, except for the ninth-layer lord puppet angel Dim, all the other lords, including the seventh-layer lord Polar Nightmare, have all awakened. ”

Lin Mu's pupils constricted slightly, and this news was not too shocking compared to his twisted void.

Of course, this is excellent news.

"Moko, since everyone is awake, should you meet me?" Lin Mu suddenly whispered to the surroundings.

For a moment, everyone's brains seemed to be storming with memories, like a marquee, and all the experiences of life flew through their minds.

It's like a dream.

A strange cold wind came from the depths of Lin Mu's heart, and listening carefully, he could extract a ghostly whispering greeting.

"Your Majesty the Witch King of Angmar, the supreme head of the Bad Elephant Underground Palace, the seventh lord of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, the Polar Nightmare Moko has come to meet you. ”