Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

The god of death is on vacation, and many bizarre things are happening across the continent.

The soul that should have left the body and ascended to the sky was bound in the rotting body, enduring horrific torture day and night.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!" A traveler who was attacked by a wild beast dragged half of his body and struggled to crawl on the ground.

The beast that ate him was also frightened and looked at him from a distance.

"Please! Give me a pleasure!" The traveler crawled toward the beast with difficulty.

The beast fled whimpering.

The traveler crawls on the road, begging everyone who passes by to give him a good time.

But all the passers-by looked horrified and left screaming.

"Oh my god! What kind of monster is that!" Passers-by told the nearby knight master about the monster.

After the knight arrived at the scene. Looking at this scene, he showed a look of unbearability.

"Only fire can save you."

The knight brought dry wood and burned the poor man.

But the poor man's constant wailing in the fire caused the knight to suffer from a serious psychological disorder. This made it impossible for him to look directly into the flames anymore.

Even if the body is burned to ashes, the soul of the poor man still wanders in this place.

He remained lying on the ground. Every night, there would be painful wails. Even if the body has been destroyed, the painful memories stored in the soul cannot be reduced.

This is just one of the most trivial cases. Now, there is no death on the entire continent, and all kinds of weird things are happening constantly.

"Your Majesty, the number of strange incidents in various places is still increasing. If this continues, it will definitely cause large-scale panic." A minister said worriedly.

"Don't worry, my daughter will take care of everything." The queen's reaction was relatively calm.

Now that Melina has mastered the power of death, she and her legions of divine skins will rid the human realm of the undead.

Sure enough, under the hunting of the Godskin Legion, those who should have died finally experienced their relief. Their bodies and souls were swallowed up by the black flames.

In the realm beyond humans, things have deteriorated to the extreme.

The undead wandered across the continent, forming settlements and developing their own civilization.

In the realm of orcs and barbarians, they deal with the undead. It is to build a cemetery for these undead and let them live in it.

Then, the roots of the golden tree will penetrate deep into it to absorb the power of life from the undead.

When the power of life is drained away, the undead fall into eternal sleep.

With the blessing of the power of life, the golden tree grew stronger and stronger.

As the person in charge of the power of life, Wang Yu could clearly feel his power gradually leaking out.

"Damn it! I didn't expect that breaking the balance of life and death would have such an impact!" Wang Yu was also a little shocked.

"Old friend, although we are opposites, we are actually one. When death falls into chaos, the power of life cannot be supported." The two-headed bird said calmly.

Wang Yu stood up and shook his huge body. Countless deer hairs dried up and fell, covering the ground in a thick layer.

"Ah~ It seems I'm going to die too." Wang Yu looked at his bare body curiously.

Wang Yu's strange behavior alarmed the people of the Ancestral Spirit Clan.

They knelt down in front of Wang Yu and cried bitterly.

"Chief! What should we do if you die?" People had never seen such a situation before, and they were at a loss.

"The power of life and death will not disappear out of thin air. If I die, the golden tree that has absorbed the power of life will definitely become the new god in charge of life." Wang Yu rubbed his huge head against the people kneeling on the ground.

"I may not be able to accompany you in the coming days. Please remember this! You must maintain fertility and not slack off."

"The future will be a brand new era, an era belonging to the golden tree. All natural gods will die, and the authority of all gods will fall into the hands of the golden tree."

"As aliens, we will definitely be rejected by the Golden Tree. Therefore, we must hide underground and not easily participate in disputes on the ground."

Wang Yu began to explain his funeral to his tribe, but the tribe was so sad that they couldn't help themselves. Because they knew that this time the death of the patriarch was a real death.

In the following days, Wang Yu visited Marika again.

Marika was shocked when she saw Wang Yu's skinny appearance.

"What's wrong with you!"

"I'm about to take a vacation. After being the God of Life for so many years, it's time for me to have my own life. After all, one can't be busy working all his life." Wang Yu said with a smile.

"On vacation?" Marika's eyes were filled with sadness. She didn't believe Wang Yu's words at all.

Wang Yu wanted to rub Malika with his head, but he found that his flesh and blood had begun to melt. Black tree root-like bones were exposed.

At this time, Dio walked into the king's tent. He looked at the withered Wang Yu and slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it.

"Brother, I'm not afraid of death, you don't have to worry." Wang Yu took a step back in disgust and avoided the dirty hands.

"I'm just curious, where will the god's destination go after he dies?" Dio retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"Gods will not die, they will only fall into weakness." Wang Yu said.

Marika was a little surprised when she heard this. "You really won't die!"

"Don't worry, even if the world is destroyed, I won't die." Wang Yu said seriously.

Marika looked at Wang Yu's eyes and believed what he said.

"Grandpa Patriarch, I received a call from the Golden Tree a few days ago. Should I go and have a look?" Marika asked.

"..." Wang Yu fell into silence.

He looked carefully at Marika in front of him. At this time, Marika still had an innocent air in her eyes.

"You must be almost fifty years old, haven't you considered getting married yet?" Wang Yu asked, changing the subject.

"Ah? What are you talking about!" Marika's face turned red. She has the blood of gods flowing in her body, so her lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary humans.

In fact, Marika still prefers Horalylu, but his lifespan is much shorter than hers. She still looks like a girl now, but He Lailu already looks like a middle-aged uncle.

Thinking of this, Marika's eyes calmed down.

"I like Holy shit. But he doesn't want to marry me. He says his life is too short..."

"Oh~ It doesn't matter, lovers will eventually become lovers." Wang Yu was not worried about this.

"Huh? I remember that's not the question I asked just now!" Marika reacted.

But Wang Yu had already taken the opportunity to slip out of the king's tent.

He planned to find a quiet place to die, so that others would not see his body and miss him.

Wang Yu found a cave, and then he followed the cave to the underground river.

He found a relatively spacious place and waited quietly for death.

At this time, a white mushroom and a black bird emerged from the seam of his bones.

"Where are you going to play next?" Xiaoniao asked.

"Let's travel around. Although I have been in this continent for so many years, I have never observed it carefully." Wang Yu suggested.

"Travel? It sounds boring. I'm tired of seeing this continent." Xiaoniao shook his head.