[Necromancer] Dark Throne

"This is the last unowned fragment. If you want to collect it again in the future, you will have to conflict with the race in the abyss." Roland was a little worried.

"The undead are most afraid of war. You don't have to worry about it." For Wayne, there is nothing more important than making him better. He holds the strange bone in his hand. This bone is only the size of a fist. If not, it seems that it can travel through time and space and disappear in place at any time.

He retracted the finger bone, and as soon as he clenched it, it immediately embedded in it, as if it was integrated into the body, and he didn't even feel any discomfort at all. On the contrary, he could feel a stream of heat flowing from the palm into his arm, endlessly, Unlike the eye of truth, which discerns the essence of everything, this bone seems to fuse with his own bones in an instant.

He can feel great power.

A power that is a hundred times stronger than his demigod's strength, but it is not completely under his control.

It seems that the whole world has a layer of separation from itself, like the resistance in the water, which is the natural restriction of the abyss world when it is approaching the strength beyond the limit of its own acceptance.

But he soon felt the fusion of the power of the bone and the power of the right eye, and the whole world changed dramatically at that moment.

He saw countless threads.

Everything in the world seems to be a thread extending from the void, thick and thin, densely packed, layer upon layer, endless, as if connecting matter and another world.

He saw a slender silk thread attached to a huge stone in front of him.

He reached out and pressed it.

The bone finger penetrated through the silk thread, as if it was just an illusory shadow.

He thought for a while, and under the traction of his will, he drew out a trace of the strength in his bones and attached it to his fingers.

The silk thread seemed to be burned by a raging fire, and it broke instantly.

The huge stone began to gradually disappear and fade, leaving only the image, which completely disappeared within a few seconds, leaving only a huge deep pit. The dust in the pit seemed to be the same old color as before, and the layers remained unchanged. existed.

This power is——

"The Lord of Darkness has infiltrated the mysteries of the river of fate, created a document of fate, directly controlled the nodes of fate, possessed the great power to obliterate everything in fate, and could fight against the whole world with one person. If it wasn't for the presence of the Creator, no one would have hurt him .”

The fearful words seemed to be still in my ears.

Is this the mystery of fate?

I'm afraid not so?

Wayne's eyes pass through countless silk threads, some of which are thick and long like ropes, while others are short and thin. The difference in thickness and flexibility is due to the karma of things. Or being protected by a powerful energy barrier, but suddenly froze.

In the distance, there are two huge thick lines, like columns in a huge temple. Compared with these two, the silk thread of the boulder is like a whale comparing an ant, it is not comparable at all!

Who is watching?

Wayne was trying to tell Roland to be careful of the enemy, but suddenly found that the silk thread on Roland's body was thinner than expected, as if it could be blown off with just one breath.

how so……

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"It's not good to have something to do with Elmins." The man looked at Gerry Huster with a bad look, "The guy who forced Fate is the key target of Fate's revenge."

"Don't you have a backer?" Gerry Huster said contemptuously, "Besides, although my father has become a god, we are his blood after all. Even if we have remarried and have children, we can still watch us die?"

"Are you begging for help?" The man asked with a smile, "In that case, why don't you ask your father for help?"

"..."

The two of them may have countless differences in other matters, but they are surprisingly consistent in their dislike of their father.

Gerryhast hated his father for forgetting his mother who died fighting for the race, and found another queen.

And the enmity between his brother and his father is even greater!

Because that new queen is my brother's favorite person...

That's a living being robbed of love by a horizontal knife, and it's nothing more than a big hatred.

"Because you took the initiative to give me the power of your mother's line, I will help you again, but next time you want me to help you, you have to ask me." The man patted the other party, Shi Shiran Turning around, ignoring the other party's dark face, he stepped down the stone platform.

There are two extremely white and beautiful spiral long horns on his head, and when the pendant on his head walks, there will be an ethereal sound.

The lich seemed to be still thinking about something, and looked at the knight beside him without saying a word.

The dignity of being a strong man made him walk in front of him gracefully instead of sneaking up.

A light blue halo slowly appeared around him, the space began to slowly distort, and a clear sound of footsteps came from far to near, his eyes were slender, and the ice blue pupils were extremely pale, as if carved from a piece of ice crystal.

But unlike Wayne, he is extremely harmonious with the entire abyss, so harmonious that they do not distinguish between each other.

The man stopped not far from Wayne, and the other party seemed to be thinking about something, completely ignoring his existence.

Just as the man was about to speak, he saw the other party suddenly raised his head.

The blood-colored pupils were gloomy and cold, and the eyes were extremely cold and terrifying, which made him tremble in an instant, and a slender chain stretched out from the void, almost in one hundredth With just a few fingers, a huge and fine divine pattern was formed, and countless runes flew automatically, instantly turning into twelve six-sided column-shaped slender beams of light, the light contained in it was unimaginably bright.

Have I ever had a feud with him?The man didn't understand for a moment.

But his reactions were not slow at all.

When he raised his hand, a group of sky blue flames ignited on his fingertips, and burned from his body, like a barrier, entering the flames, the entire magic circle, together with the light, also burned together.

The man looked at him and said, "Stop the King, I am the King of Flames, Ingram Ekulanes."

"One minute, tell me why you came." Wayne Xuetong stared at him tightly, "Otherwise, there will be no chance to say it again."

"Gerry Huster, my brother wants..." Before the other party finished speaking, an extremely cold and terrifying breath shot out from the palm of Wayne.

Even if he is as strong as him, he doesn't have any plans to take it hard.

The green eyeballs in the palm of Wayne floated in the air, and the terrifying aura just now came from here.

Since they can't fade together, it is of course inevitable to start fighting.

but……

"...What kind of weird energy is this?" The man in white was stunned, "How can negative emotions exist independently of the soul? This kind of thing is completely against the rules of the World Tree?"

"Your divine pattern is not slandered by any god, but why can you still use it and collect so much divine power?" If it hadn't been for the fact that you have never been to Earth, the mad new Demon King almost wanted to shout "This is unscientific" .

However, abnormal things appeared one after another. In the end, when he found that his body became a little more transparent for no reason, he calmed down.

"I originally thought that a demigod didn't need me to face it seriously at all." The Demon King's expression finally became serious.

The true meaning of flame is to share, to share light, to share heat, to share energy.

Combustion is release after accumulation.

Release finally turned into silence.

Reciprocating cycle.

He is usually in an accumulative posture, capturing all the energy around him, so he is not like the Fire Lord, but more like the Ice Lord.

With him as the center of the circle, the flame of arrogance was instantly ignited.

It was a deep blue flame, a flame hotter than the stars.

A flame that can ignite everything.

Wayne narrowed his eyes.

A slender bone sword grew out of his palm. The sword was made of bone fragments. The bony pattern on the hilt trembled slightly, as if it would break at any moment. Such a fragile stabbing sword, that With a backhand swipe of the long sword, a huge gap was cut in the thick long line in the air, leaving only a few connected sections.

At the same time, the flame of the Lord of Demon Flame seemed to have become a phantom at that moment, without any lethality. It is unfair that half of his body has been blurred, obviously suffering from huge trauma.

Wayne didn't make a second sword strike, because the bone fragments had completely dissipated and returned to his palm.

The strange energy on it was exhausted by the hit just now. Although it recovered a little bit, it would take at least ten seconds to make the same sword again, and the cooling time was too long.

"I wasn't sure just now, you really have a great relationship with Ilmins." The Lord of Demonic Flames held his chest, "But that's all."

A beautiful balance exuding white light emerged in his palm, a nearly transparent light flowed through the silver-white balance, and a wonderful statue of an elf slowly emerged from the middle of the balance. The bar slowly extends to the chain that fixes the tray. The statue has no pupils, but the facial lines are soft and the expression is indifferent, which is extremely beautiful.

This is the tool of justice in time and space... Wayne frowned, the God of Time is a high-ranking god who is not much worse than the Lord of Radiance...

"Creatures that violate the laws of the abyss! Take the punishment of 'time' and disappear from this time and space! You have never come, never appeared, never-existed!!"

The elf on the balance slowly turned a scale, and suddenly a huge black space resembling a human figure with upper body was opened without warning.In an instant, the light from the outside world was sucked in by the black figure like a real meteor.The space with a radius of ten feet turned into a bottomless pit, and the violent hurricane created a strong attraction, pulling all the objects in front of it into it.

And Roland, who was fighting Gerryhurst, didn't hesitate. Regardless of the spear that Gerryhurst stabbed at him, the huge God's Light of Retribution blasted the scale and the man holding the scale.

Wayne used all of his True Eyes, and finally saw a bloody thread representing a black hole.

It wasn't long, but the karma above caused a gap in the bones of his hand when he stretched out his hand, and the severe pain prevented him from breaking the thread completely for a while.

The huge suction has already pulled half of his body into the hole.

Right here, a huge force pushed him out fiercely.

The cooling time of the bone sword ended, and he instinctively cut the long line belonging to the King of Demon Flame.

And the moment he raised his head, he saw Roland being pulled in by the hole, and the silk thread belonging to his body was completely broken at that moment.