Chapter 132, The Grimometry

Lion City Cemetery. The defensive ring has been closed for an hour. The arrival of the Six Paths brought a little life to the desolate cemetery, and of course Tutsy was much busier than the Six Blades.

A screaming human, if there were souls in the graveyard, it should have been attracted by now. By the time the Nocturnal Dragon stopped, he had already shaken Tussy off, and the hidden professional carefully rolled through the air, trying not to use more force than he should have, while taking care of your body.

"Ouch" Although Tusi managed to survive with a clever move, Ouyang Dao frowned and looked at him, the focused actor was still acting. "Gaia, why are you doing this to me? What I'm telling you is true.

I'm injured!At least four ribs are broken" Ouyang Dao pursed his lips, not interested in continuing to perform with him, although today's events were a bit strange, Ouyang Dao himself was not the kind of intellectual who knew all the secrets. Just as Ouyang Dao was about to act, a blue-purple light lit up, countless cemeteries were overturned, and the coffins flew directly into the sky, forming huge shapes that suddenly appeared.

Inside is a twisted hexagon, with two large triangles arranged upside down, surrounded by three rings. This arrangement surprised Ouyang Dao, and according to his knowledge of the occult, the combination of positive and negative triangles and three ring rings showed that the matrix was driven by demons, and the demonic power in the matrix, according to the degree of distortion of the hexagon, was definitely more than 50%.

Shouldn't the necromancer release the phalanx?What's going on with these demonic energies?Ouyang Dao's question was unanswered, and the phalanx unfolded as quickly as it was collected. Looking at the cemetery borrowed by the wolf, "Covering a square with a radius of 300 meters, it is very fast and very convenient to collect, this is the latest research result of our school, the dead Susheng formation," Tusi said, expecting Ouyang Dao, since learning the identities of Gaia and the Joker, the death cult behind him has been pursuing the necromancer, although there have been some changes since then, and many cult members have supported Gaia.

Tutsi is a minion of these members, and if he succeeds in pulling Gaia into the cult of the dead, his previous mistakes will be forgiven, and he may be able to take it to the next level.

"That's the benefit of academic exchanges, the more people in the same industry, the better the runes that collide," Tuqi said as he walked towards Ouyang Dao in Gaia, "You have seen our power, there are very few organizations in the Lion City that can compete with the Hunters' Guild?" As you can see, the phalanx is our latest research achievement, far surpassing witchcraft in terms of coverage, speed, number and quality of corpses.

"What if I don't join?" Ouyang Dao interrupted Tusi's words and continued his monologue. Du Qi's voice suddenly became shorter, and an ugly color flashed in his narrow eyes, but he still smiled and hummed Ouyang Dao's words: "Why did you choose to refuse?" The benefits of joining us are obvious, and as for your other concerns, rest assured that we are very lenient in our requirements for members"

"I don't want to join, do you understand?"

"What conditions do you want to negotiate, our team very cordially invites you to join"

"I refuse" Tusi held back his anger, squinted his eyes and stared at Ouyang Dao, slowly retreating.

"It's your chance, you take it. If you don't want to join, go die! Du Qi said, throwing out an emerald bottle, Ouyang Dao raised his eyebrows, and suddenly the mud in his hands appeared, and he directly threw the emerald bottle to the ground.

A second later, white smoke rose from the ground in front of Ouyang Dao, accompanied by a foul smell, and after a few seconds, the ground was directly eroded into a small pit. "With poison, people call you a mouse, you despicable villain is disgusting," Ouyang Dao said.

A grim look flashed in his eyes, he hated being called a rat, and the anger he had built up at having to endure a rude, disgusting nickname in order to stay in the guild had distorted his mind. "I have to convince you to surrender, but I don't think so," Tutsi said, smiling seriously, tapping his finger on the tombstone next to him, but suddenly a much smaller array appeared.

"I didn't mention the good thing about this system, which is that it's open to everyone, regardless of class"

"Try our sect's latest achievement, the dead, the resurrected!" Bone after bone, straight out of the coffin, in the range of purple light, the bones spewed out like groundhogs. Just as he was about to give the dragon an attack, Tusi, who had noticed his movements, suddenly rang a bell.

"Trying to control your emotions? Do you really think we're not going to prepare you?"

Du Qi's words made Ouyang Dao unable to move, and he calmed down the belligerent earth dragon and looked at the bell in Du Qi's hand curiously. The bell is bronze-colored, unlike the usual cylindrical casing, it is boxy, like four pieces of iron glued together, and the edges look a bit sharp. As Tutsi shook, the sharp blade sliced through his palm, and blood gushed out, absorbed by the dreaded bell. Tusi's face was pale, but still rampant: "How so? " ?

Can't control your own undead creatures?Hahaha, really think that the mysterious treasure is invincible, in front of the professional undead master, the mysterious treasure is a group of failed disabled people "Secret treasure? He thinks I control the dragon because of the treasure?Ouyang Dao found it interesting that the Death Cult did spy on him, but he was confused by his ability to control the dead, and in the end he was pushed to the edge of a glimmer of hope, the secret weapon.

Secret Treasure is like an alien, its functions are magical, its location is random, its timing is completely random, but there is a pattern between its shape and function, and instead of a completely mysterious alien, most of the features are compatible with various classes, which gives rise to another term. The secret treasure is the essence of dead professionals.

"Gaia, I suggest you tell me the secret now, and I may let you live. If you continue to resist, then... ”

Crackling. A piece of rubble hit Tucci in the head, and he subconsciously looked up, thinking it was a glitch caused by the explosion. But Tutsi was still frozen, and a huge head looked down at him from above, a monolithic giant nearly ten meters tall and eight meters wide.

"What are you talking about?" Ouyang Dao smiled at Tuxi, and Tuxi shook the bell. The stone giant's big hands grabbed him by the shoulders and lifted him up like a chicken. The strange bell also fell from Tusi's hand, and Ouyang Dao carefully caught it, glanced at it casually, and then shook it at Tusi. Ouyang Dao looked down at the three small wounds in the center of his palm, the wounds were neither deep nor shallow, small enough to cut the skin, but they would not bleed heavily. Tusi had no resistance to the bell, and a gray figure was sucked out of his body and sucked into the bell like white smoke, and as the white smoke vanished, the neatly arranged skeleton behind him suddenly became chaotic.

As a professional soldier, Ouyang Dao's life was so tense that all the skeletons came to him, but they were not as neat as the army, and when they got in the way, they killed each other. Out of control... Ouyang Dao looked at Zhong curiously, this secret weapon was even more powerful than he imagined, and it was the bane of the necromancer's life.

According to Tussi, it is likely that the bell was made by members of the Cult of Death, and only those who know necromancers best can make such a terrifying weapon. The undisciplined skeleton army is a skeleton that can be destroyed at will. Ouyang Dao didn't even look at it. He simply ordered the dragon to walk at will, leaving a part to replenish his army. Not to mention the skeleton that was taken, Tusi, suspended in mid-air, trying to find a way to get out of the predicament, when Ouyang Dao's gaze turned, don't kill me, you can't kill me! Behind me is the Lord of Death, he won't let you go"

"Far water can't quench your thirst, give me a reason not to kill you"

"I.....I...I..I've got news!I know the approximate location of the Battle Graveyard, I can narrow the range to 300 meters!" Ouyang Dao nodded, this was good news, but Ouyang Dao shook his head again in Du Qi's hopeful gaze. "I'd be glad I let you go if you had told me sooner, but you shouldn't have set a trap for me.

"I have no mercy for my enemies" As he tried to control the giant and crush Tucci to death, seeing the gap in the giant's hand getting smaller and smaller, Tucci shouted "I can teach you patterns! Ouyang Dao glanced at him suspiciously, "Don't you know the flaws of this system? You hook up with the devil, and in the end you will pay the price of your life or soul."

"Devil!" Tusi's expression suddenly changed from relaxed to suspicious.

"No way! You're lying to me, this method was apparently invented by the elders together, and many members of the sect have used it, and there are no other problems?Witchcraft has been around as a basic spell for a long time, and your organization can change it, is it true!" Ouyang Dao hesitated when he heard Tucci's words

"You know what's the problem," says Tucci, "and you should know in your heart whether I'm right or wrong," and "How do you know it's about the devil?" Tutsi asked. "The twisted six-pointed star and the three-ring ring, nothing can tell us" Ouyang Dao looked confused. Why did he act as if he didn't know anything? Gaia shouldn't have had a lot of knowledge about the occult before. Could it be a note from some rare book? Ouyang Dao rummaged through the ocean of memories and found nothing, but Gaia's memories were already scattered in his mind, and it was not uncommon for some details to be forgotten.

The combination of the six-pointed star and the three rings represents a visitor from hell, the death function has been controlled by demons, it is obvious that you are using their power to cast a spell Du Qi's body trembled slightly, and Ouyang Dao was not prepared to wait any longer. The guild's battlefield has been stolen, and every moment can mean the loss of a corpse. "What is the cost of using such formations?"

"Life or soul, as we said before" Ouyang Dao waved his hand to Tucci, and the stone giant turned into a piece of soil again, and Tucci fell from the air to the ground, and I didn't get up for a long time. Looking at Tucci, Ouyang Dao suddenly had no intention of killing him. "You push the Mother Body to absorb other people's lives as fuel, but when the demon appears in front of you, you feed the demon as fuel"

"Isn't that ironic?" Ironically, ironically, Tusi couldn't help but sigh as he watched Ouyang Dao's figure fade away, "Don't you want to know why this is happening?" He suddenly shouted to Ouyang Dao.

"Why are you setting a trap for me when you want to find me?" Ouyang Dao didn't move, he was very interested in what Tuts said, and it was Ouyang Dao's whim to come to Tutz suddenly, he really didn't expect the other party to react in advance.

"The Book of Lies". There is another secret to the cult of death, the Book of Lies "What's the use of this secret?" ”

"It can subtly change people's mental state and control people's behavior to a certain extent. Today, some elders are telling us to be ready for you. They must have used these treasures against you."

Tusi's words shocked Ouyang Dao, he was controlled? Ouyang Dao recalled today's mood, he was awake from morning to night, without any sign of control. But Tusi's words don't sound like lies. They say that a person's death is a good thing. Tutsi won't die, but it's one thing to know that his life and soul have been sold to the devil.

"How do you know what the lie in this mirror is? If the secret is as good as you say, you must be out of the situation, he was brought there by me, and the place where he found it has to do with you, the place where we met a few days ago, a few days ago... You mean the informer's house! The transcript is written by the informant by that mysterious prophetic informant?!! yes! ”