223 River of the Dead, Soul of the Demon God!
Since obtaining the Alchemy Note in that tavern, Vincent has traveled and experienced countless hardships along the way, becoming the current Mythical Bloodline Warlock, with a power that is rarely matched by his peers, he has been exposed to too many deaths, and he has experienced it himself.
And in the process, the halberd of Anubis was discovered through guรฒ contact with death.
In the midst of slashing and destroying miรจ along the way, Vincent also had some conjectures about the power of death in his heart.
This kind of power, it seems, needs to witness death, and even touch death, in order to understand more, the more you will improve yourself.
This conjecture was originally vague and uncertain, until today, when he saw the sea of death mist caused by millions of living beings, and had a breakthrough understanding of the power of death, it was determined.
"This is death. โ
He had some very special feeling in his heart, but he couldn't describe it in words, he could only mumble a sentence.
And at this moment, the hundreds of thousands of batwing demons fell with a bang.
It is like a huge and incomparable black waterfall surging and rushing, as if it is about to be ruined, and like an avalanche on a high mountain, it detonates a roaring sound like thunder, and even rolls up a burst of wind and waves, rushing in all directions!
"Puff puff ......"
A series of falling sounds hit the ground.
As soon as all the batwing demons approached Vincent, their fierce and cruel eyes immediately dissipated, and the breath of life was deprived and fell.
And the batwing demon behind has not yet felt any power in front of it, and it is still surging upward. The creatures of hell fall wildly, and without knowing anything, they fall into the abyss of death.
The momentum of that violent impact was simply dissolved by some kind of unpredictable force that was terrifying to the extreme!
It only took a dozen seconds for two hills of corpses to pile up on either side of Vincent.
The black-haired youth's expression did not change.
The corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, and he still walks forward slowly, and his long hair is simply combed with a curl, clean and natural, this kind of dress looks chic and flamboyant, but it gives people the impression of a kind of frightening death aura.
Seems to sense something. The thousands of bat-winged demons stopped their deaths. With a bright scream, the majestic black waterfall transformed into two paths and collided with Vinson from the side.
Hear only a series of thuds that shattered, as far as the creatures of hell could reach. Countless buildings continue to crumble and crumble. Rubble exploded. Stirring and shooting furiously in all directions.
However, nothing has changed in the results.
A bat-winged demon fell silently, and its soul had been withdrawn and taken away.
Around Vincent. Now there is a terrifying sight that is invisible to the eyes of the four-headed human eye.
A heavy black aura emanated from his feet, surging wildly, like a river, flowing into a huge four-headed devil statue, with a clear appearance, gnawing in all directions, devouring the souls of living beings, while the soul of the rock giant shrank behind the devil, only a vague face, rising and falling in the black air!
This is a little bit of use that Vincent has just realized.
The nature of the power of death is to extinguish a living being, to absorb their souls, and this kind of powerful soul that he devours can be manifested through the power of death, destroying foreign enemies and protecting one's own body!
He suddenly remembered the river of the undead at the foot of Anubis, the god of death and hell, in the idea of gods and demons.
Inside the river, it seems that it is not ordinary creatures that are floating and floating, but all kinds of powerful souls, dragons, titans, immortal birds, and devils...... The mythical creatures can't be called in it at all, and there are even divine souls floating in it!
"It turns out that this thing is actually used in that way, and I kind of understand it. โ
Vincent understood a little, and his hand tightened.
And at this moment, the dashing rain has undergone some kind of abnormality.
It froze rapidly at a speed that the human eye could observe, turning into pieces of icicles, and in the blink of an eye, the torrential rain in front of it turned into thousands of ice cubes, and then at a violent speed, it frantically surged up to Vincent in the middle, and for a while, I don't know how many tens of thousands!
But when he approached the young man's side, he was eroded by an inexplicable force.
In the blink of an eye, the unpredictable block of ice vanished, seemingly devoured by some terrifying unknown creature, leaving no trace.
"Frost?"
Vincent paused and looked back behind him.
The kobold brandished the golden scepter, his expression stunned, his long canine teeth protruding and a little foaming at the mouth, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
After glancing, he continued to look back, snapping his fingers.
The black qi under his feet gushed out, condensed into the soul of the rock giant, and with a strange wild laugh, he rushed towards the kobold.
"Click!"
With a bang, the kobold immediately felt that his foot was bitten by something, and his whole body was cold, and a fear of death surged into his mind, and he couldn't stop it!
Immediately.
Its soul seemed to have been swallowed by something, and its breath stopped, its heart stopped beating, and it collapsed.
"It seems like a good feeling. โ
Vincent nodded slightly, feeling his life drained.
Surprisingly, the use of this ability does not seem to consume much, and the loss of life force is negligible.
Of course, this has something to do with how much mana he uses, at this time, he basically didn't use any mana, so the cost is not much, if he uses all his strength, it is estimated that the depleted vitality can compete with the halberd of Anubis.
Taking a deep breath, his eyes immediately changed.
When he landed, the souls of the bat wing demons that were ubiquitous in all directions all collapsed, falling like dumplings, and in just a few seconds, tens of thousands of people died directly!
And the numbers are growing!
At this moment, Vincent is synonymous with death, and everywhere he goes, there is no place of death!
"Boom!"
As he walked forward, dozens of flame streamers rushed in, the flames carried a faint purple intent, and the power was powerful, as if they wanted to block his steps.
"Is this what Nochira said about the pair of warlocks who have mastered fire spells? โ
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't even give the other party a look.
"Unfortunately, it didn't work. โ
This sentence seemed to foreshadow something, and in the sky, the two warlocks were silent and suddenly fell.
At the same time, all the living beings around them are dying, without wailing or struggling, a strange scene that terrifies the survivors.
In this silver world, who can be the opponent of this Dreadlord?
"Devil, this is the real devil!"
Someone exclaimed loudly, almost insane.
But this move couldn't change his fate, and between the black qi floating, his life was gone. (To be continued......)