"What's going on...... this?"

Li Ang's heart shook violently, and he subconsciously raised his right arm, but found that he couldn't lift his wrist.

His arms were stiff and cold, and his skeletal muscles were as petrified as if they were not moving.

"No way!"

Leon took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and raised his left arm with brute force, his knuckles crackling.

"Huh...... There was a reaction......"

Li Ang was stunned to find that he was able to raise his left hand and try to perform basic boxing.

"It worked!"

Li Ang was overjoyed and accelerated the frequency of boxing.

He first played the tiger and crane double shape, and then ran the "Blue Emperor Immortal Decision", mobilized Dantian Zhenyuan, and punched the acupoint of the left shoulder blade.

Bang bang - bang -

A series of explosions resounded throughout the room, and Leon's musculoskeletal muscles seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, and the pain was excruciating.

Li Ang endured the pain and kept smashing his fist into the acupoint of his left shoulder blade, squeezing the blood vessels and tendons little by little, strengthening the tenacity of the musculoskeletal body.

Time flies, and half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

Leon jerked his fist and let out a low roar.

He felt the soreness and pain in his left shoulder gradually subside, and his whole arm felt light, as if it had become a different body.

It was a strange feeling, and he even had a vague feeling that his left arm seemed to have been reborn and possessed some kind of magical power.

Li Ang took a break and continued to practice.

One minute, three minutes...... For half an hour, until dusk, the sky darkens.

Li Ang stopped practicing boxing, moved his sore, itchy left arm, and secretly said in his heart: "The strength of the left hand has indeed increased, but it has not yet reached the level of doubling the strength, that is, the second-order extraordinary strength, it is estimated that it is because of poor physical fitness and unable to withstand more energy output." ”

Leon walked out of the secret room and prepared to return to the living room.

His vision suddenly blurred, and bursts of intense stimuli rushed to his brain, and it seemed as if hot steam rose in his mind, causing his facial features and sanity to become chaotic.

This feeling lasted for about ten seconds before slowly dissipating, and Leon's vision returned to clear.

He lifted his left hand and saw that the nails had become crystal clear, as beautiful as a work of art.

He gathered his spirit, looked at the list of attributes, and found that his strength, agility, and defense values had been greatly enhanced.

Li Ang estimated slightly, in terms of attack power alone, it was enough to compare to the elite extraordinary strength of the first order.

However, he lacks the supernatural ability to attack from a distance.

After all, the transcendent power of the demonic version mainly relies on the particularity of demonic energy, fighting energy, and essentia.

Moreover, Li Ang has only just mastered the divine art now, and he is not yet familiar with it, so he cannot use the divine art.

"Does magic require chanting a mantra?"

Leon frowned, raised his right hand above his head, and said silently, "Great deity, please grant it to me...... Uh, where is this? ”

He looked around and found himself in the middle of a barren mountain range, surrounded by withered vegetation, howling winds, and ghostly fires.

"Looks like my bedroom?" Li Ang was stunned and looked around carefully, "? Is there a coffin in my bedroom? How come I don't remember having this thing? ”

"Am I dreaming?"

Li Ang muttered a few words, and suddenly found wisps of black gas wrapped around the coffin, wriggling like a poisonous snake.

"What's that?!"

Li Ang was startled, hurriedly took a few steps back, and said vigilantly: "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Hiss~

The black fog gathered thicker and thicker, converging into a pitch-black humanoid monster.

The creature had a distorted and hideous face, a face full of abscess scars, gray cloth pants, and a skull badge on his chest.

His pupils flickered red, and he let out an eerie laugh, "Hey, hey, young man, you're lucky enough to witness the majestic sight of the gods coming. ”

"The gods have descended?" Li Ang looked confused, "Where did the god come from?" ”

"You don't need to know about my master's existence, you just need to be obedient.

Your body has been corrupted by filth, and only a mutilated godhead remains.

The Godhead is the most fragile organ, overwhelmed, and will only quickly fail and become food for evil......"

The black-robed wizard smiled hoarsely, his hands sealed, and his lips squirmed, "Divine Magic, Wail of the Dead!" ”

A terrible scream sounded, like crying, and it was creepy.

Leon's head buzzed, and he instantly lost consciousness, fell into a coma, and fell to the ground limply.

At the same time, Leon's soul seemed to be bound by an invisible rope, floating uncontrollably, approaching the blood moon hanging high in the sky, and was drowned by the blood-colored moonlight.

The light of the blood moon shone down and shrouded the surface of Leon's body, and his left arm and leg gradually underwent abnormal changes.

The pale and weak skin gradually degenerated into dark molten iron, which flowed inside the body and merged with the bones.

"Huh?"

Leon opened his eyes, horrified.

At this moment, his body took on a strange shape.

His legs were bent, his toes were bent outward, and his kneecaps and hips were completely shattered, revealing the bloodied muscles within.

Above the legs, a thick, long tail slowly droops, ending in a row of sharp fangs.

The tail vertebrae and spine bones intertwined and circled to form a terrifying and vicious dragon skeleton.

"What the hell is going on with this TM?!"

Leon exclaimed.

He felt like he had become a monster crawling out of hell.

His legs were gone, except for the half of his torso, as were his arms, except for a stout tail that barely counted as a weapon.

He tried to stand up, but unfortunately he didn't feel anything, so he could only sit on the ground and watch as the muscles peeled off his body and turned into two black-red tentacles.

"Something is wrong, it's too quiet." Leon suddenly realized something, looked around, and found that there was silence around him, and there was no sound.

It was getting late, and night was covering the land.

Li Ang's eyes flashed with purple and gold brilliance, intricate patterns appeared on the edge of the pupils, and the pupil skill [Insight] was stimulated.

He saw clumps of gray-white corpses lying on the ground, curled up or lying down.

The corpse's body was pale blue, covered in skin and bones, rotting and emitting a foul smell.

"It's a necromancer." Leon immediately recognized that the deceased was a ghost summoned by a necromancer.

These apparitions wander among the tombs, lingering.

Although they are dead, they still retain their mobility, albeit slower and stiffer.

When they smell fresh blood, they go on a killing spree.

Li Ang's heart tightened, and he hurriedly held his breath to block the smell, so as not to be discovered by these ghosts.

Not only that, but he also hid his body behind a sarcophagus.

Leon didn't know what his situation was now, so he rushed to the cemetery, what if he annoyed those necromancers?

He didn't have the confidence to stand up to a legendary mage, even a junior mage.

Leon waited for a while, and found that there were no other necromancers around him, so he dared to look around.

It is an ancient castle of magnificence and occupies a radius of kilometres.