[Necromancer] Dark Throne

"I refuse." Wayne replied without hesitation.

Frightened and silent.

"You are sacrificing the entire godhead and body to set the law, not to mention how much power is required, just this kind of huge fluctuation involving the entire rule can alarm all the gods in the sky and on the earth. I can't guarantee that I won't pursue it to my head." Wayne said lightly, "I don't mind my life or death, but I will never affect Roland again, and I will not allow anyone to possibly hurt him."

"Calm down." Horror sighed slightly, "I didn't tell you to do this right away, it was to send you to death."

"See that you have already planned?" Wayne looked at him coldly.

"There is only a way." He said calmly, "Ilmins blew himself up in the abyss in the last battle that year. Most of his wreckage was scattered in the abyss, and only a small part was in the world outside the abyss. As long as you collect His wreckage, the remaining power is enough... Enough for you to restore me to my prime. From my understanding of the soul, I can return him to you completely."

"What proof do you use?" Wayne looked at him.

"Styx oath, is it enough?"

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The strange eyeball floating on the sea slowly fell back into his palm, and with Wayne's strength, he also felt a bone-chilling chill the moment he touched the eyeball.

He raised his eyes to look at the empty sea. At this moment, there were no rising undead here. They fell on the empty sea one after another, layer upon layer, and stopped moving. When they lost their obsession, the broken souls on their mutilated bodies, Just need to reincarnate all the way to send out.And the eyeball in his hand absorbed the resentment, pain and all negative emotions of these hundreds of millions of undead.

This is the power of the god of death?The ancient gods are indeed too much stronger than the primordial gods, and they are not creatures on the same level at all.

Without further hesitation, Wayne raised his eyeball and put it in his left eye.

Just in the middle, someone grabbed his right hand firmly, preventing him from putting his eyeballs in.

"What?" Wayne looked up at Roland.

Roland's eyes were clear and peaceful, he didn't speak, but shook his head slightly.

Wayne knew what he meant.

My current physical situation is very complicated.

It turns out that when Vindijayana was transformed into a lich, the human body had already been made into an urn and placed in a hidden place to become his own phylactery, while the soul floated outside, becoming a kind of holy lich similar to the holy spirit. , he does not have the bone-like body of an ordinary lich, but some are closer to a banshee.It is immune to physical attacks, and can also ignore a large part of magic damage.

And later, after being cursed by Grihast's flesh and blood, if he didn't suppress the power of the curse, he would turn into a standard ordinary human body.

Later, after getting the Eye of Truth, the body seemed to have absorbed the principle of the curse of flesh and blood, and underwent some kind of evolution.The body can convert between matter and energy, that is to say, he can pick up a brick, pass through a wall, and want to mix into the human camp without using any artifacts.

That's why he dared to use his own body to test it. If something goes wrong, it's very simple, transform into a spirit body, and then transform into a physical body, and restore it with one click.

"Your consciousness is not there, but your intuition is the same as before..." Wayne didn't put his eyes into his spiritual body after all, "Actually, it's just a pain, it won't hurt me."

Roland still shook his head.

"You work so hard, of course I can't lose to you." Wayne leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "But, I listen to you."

His original plan was to use his own body for research and re-transplant the strengthened organs, but since Roland objected, that's fine.

"I agreed to the fearful request, let's go, as long as there is a chance for you to recover early, I will not miss it." He held him tightly in his arms and whispered, "Even if you don't recover, I will I will also be by your side, don't try so hard, I can see you as long as I turn around; let me know that you will always be by my side, that's enough. You don't need to do more."

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Abyss No.70 Floor

Huge, wide rivers of lava flow down the lava sea below the lava skyway.The surrounding rocks were all heated up by the blazing flames, distorting the air as well.

The magma erupting from hell is like a huge fountain. While rushing through thousands of layers of the abyss, countless magmas will also flow to each layer of the abyss.In the abyss without sunlight, the hot magma warms the abyss and allows countless demons to live here.

This place is full of rivers of lava, even the rocks are emitting flames, and suffocating scorched smoke is blowing all over the sky. Human beings cannot survive. Once the gravel and scorched dust in the air are inhaled into the lungs, death Just a quick thing.But it doesn't matter to the demons, they all have the breath of sulfur in their blood.

But today, a huge disaster has been encountered here.

The sky was full of snowflakes, and the huge amount of lava seemed unable to stop being soaked by the cold, and soon formed a hard crust on the surface.

Wayne walked out of the void in a sky-blue robe. The hem of his robe was very long, dotted with countless beautiful and deep soul stones like stars. He was floating in the air, as if he hated this hot place.

"Roland, are you hot?" Wayne turned to touch the knight in black armor beside him.

The reserved Roland suppressed Wayne's indecent behavior and shook his head in disapproval.

"There's no one here." Wayne said dissatisfiedly, "Black absorbs heat, although I think you look more handsome in black armor than that knight armor, but it's so hot here, you can replace it with the ice crystal armor I made for you. Cool down, hurry up, the temperature of your armor is almost two hundred degrees."

Roland pressed his chest and shook his head. Even if he only had instincts now, he would never accept wearing a transparent armor and wandering in the open air.

"I wonder if you're pretending." The monarch who always thought that his ice crystal armor was the most suitable for her husband snorted coldly, "Let's not talk about this, let's go, according to the map mark given by the fear, the God of Darkness is in front of you Where a bone fell."

Roland followed quietly, quietly grasping Wayne's right hand, and interlocking his fingers.

Wayne clenched his fingers tightly, and the warm touch made him unable to hold back for a moment, and he leaned over and gnawed.

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"How dare you wake up!" Wayne was angry.

Roland looked at him calmly without any reaction.

"Stop pretending, I just saw your eyes roll." Wayne was even angrier.

"Uh, honey, don't be angry, I'm a man, I think it's reasonable and legal to come out and feel it when being held down and kissed by someone you like..." Roland tried to explain.

"Did I give my permission? You saw my joke, right?" Wayne refused to listen to the explanation.

"How dare I..." Roland hurriedly clarified.

"You still dare to argue!" Wayne's hands around his neck changed to strangle him very naturally, "Why don't you tell me what you did, thinking that whether you die or not has nothing to do with me, don't you? I dare to divorce you if you die, do you hear me! I want to divorce you!"

"Don't, I was wrong, okay, I won't hide it from you in the future..."

"Don't dare, divorce! Take off the ring!" The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt.

"..." Roland froze, his brain turned rapidly, and his gentle blue eyes dimmed instantly, "Vien...do you really think so..."

A burst of sadness appeared in his eyes, instantly creating a tender image of a tough man, that kind of face that seemed to be shining with sunshine even when he was sad, looked so distressing.

"I miss you so much. Even if I die, I want to see you and be with you again, so I try my best to come back. Does this matter bother you so much? If you don't like it In this way, it doesn't matter, then I will die and go back..."

But the effect is remarkable!

"I... I didn't mean that." Wayne really didn't dare to get angry, "I just think that you don't love me by hiding it from me like this. I'm worried that your soul will be hurt, even your feelings will be hurt... "

"Don't worry about this, even if I'm broken into pieces, every piece will still love you!" Roland instantly returned to normal.

"Look! Where did you learn this method of crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself..." Wayne was dumbfounded.

"Didn't you be like this back then? I remember that I just said that I would go back to explore the road first, see if there was a human line of defense, and then come back and take you away. Then you made a fuss and said that I don't want you anymore, and you have to jump if you have nothing to do. Sad water river, almost pushed me down." Roland couldn't help smiling just thinking about it.

"Don't mention the black history! It's useless to play the emotional card again, go back to sleep!" Knowing that Roland's maintaining his own consciousness is not good for him, Wayne began to bombard people, although he was very reluctant.

"Honey, just stay with you for a while," Roland kissed him lightly, "There is no one and nothing in my consciousness, there is only my memory in the dark, and I will stay for hundreds of years, really I miss you very much..."

He is still a human being, and there will be loneliness, confusion, anxiety, despair, pain, and loneliness. In the world of one person, the feeling that life is too long, and you can't survive or die can only be survived by memories.

Occasionally, when the body's instinctive reaction is extremely pleasant, he can feel a little bit of it.

Really, can't help it.

"...Half an hour." Wayne turned his head and said.

"My dear, I love you." Roland pressed his forehead.

"No discussion!" Wayne was angry.

"Dear Wayne, I love you." Roland put his face on it.

"I said I didn't discuss it...an hour!" Wayne turned his head,

"Dear Wayne, I really love you, I have a lot to say to you..."

"Two hours, if you say one more word, get the hell out!" Wayne growled!

"Obey sir."

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"This is the person you asked me to help you deal with?" On a huge rocky forest in the distance, a man looked into the distance. He was dressed in white fur, and his whole body was radiating a faint coldness, as if he was alone in the snow. Blooming white flowers, out of tune with this hot world.

"Yes, I gave him a hundred copies of the source of the world tree, but he still hasn't given me the remaining artifacts." Grihast held the spear in his arms and said calmly, "This is definitely the last time, Actually, to be honest, I think he is very similar to our stepfather."

"Where does it look like?" The man said lightly, "He is far behind him."

"Don't look at things from a standpoint." Gerry Huster gave him a cold look, "Don't you think, they all have great strength, they all have huge explosive power in times of crisis, and there will always be one way or another when killing them? The reason for failure. It’s also a hopeless situation. You and I will die if you jump into the Twisting Void. They will have artifacts to pick up when they go down. If you only recognize them, there will always be heroes to save the beauty. In the worst case, even after being killed, they will be resurrected. Even better alive, are they the protagonists of human novels? Are we the villains?"

"You are not a big villain, but a second-rate character who plays tricks." The man said indifferently.

"Don't go to the human world to play, I can't understand the human dialect!" Although he doesn't know what a trick is, he can still understand the second-rate.

"Well, for the sake of you calling me brother once in a while." The man smiled, "I'll let you see how I call you brother."

"Wait, what do you see them doing?"

"It seems to be collecting something." The man frowned slightly.

"That is, the bone of the Dragon God..."

The two looked at each other and said in unison, "Ilmins!?"

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Recalling the year

After Roland proposed to go back to the human world to check out the site alone, Wayne showed him decisively and violently.

After spending three full days pointing at the gods to promise that he would never say such things again after death, Roland looked at Wayne who had calmed down and felt that he had finally survived.

Knowing that there are countless human defense lines on the border of the dead, Wayne is still dissatisfied: "Why put so many knights there, so many horses, so many armors, so many swords are wasted there, what kind of knights! Have money to take care of your so many poor Family! Whatever you watch, you have a share!"

Roland had a headache: "This...we can use a hammer if we don't have a sword, but how can we be called knights if we are not allowed to ride a horse...how can we resist monsters without wearing armor, how can we rush to the forefront...do we rely on face? My face so thin..."

Wayne: "Don't care!" If you really run into trouble, first stun Roland, and then kill them all into undead!