Hail the King

Sensing the rapidly dissipating flames in the air, Fei shook his head with emotion.

A generation of powerhouses, the white-robed green-eyed sorcerer who was a great sun-level venerable, just died like this.

He could have bloomed endless brilliance in the continent within a million miles, he could have become a giant of magic chanted by bards, he could have become the idol of countless magicians, and he could have become a glorious protagonist recorded in history books , maybe he can make a heroic deed that has been passed down through the ages, he should be able to create infinite possibilities!

However, Hasselbaink, the more legendary undead magister, calmly killed this rising legend with a slight raise of his hand.

When the violent explosion sounded in the bone mountain, the legendary road of the white-robed green-eyed mage Domenech hastily came to an end before it started.

This is the cruel symphony of the law of the jungle in Azeroth!

This is the sorrow and glory of warriors!

Crash la la la——! !

The undead magister waved his hand, and a large amount of gray-white undead power escaped from the standing bone mountain, and then the whole bone mountain collapsed like a dried-up sand dune, and the snow-white bones looked like drops. Like drops of water, they merged into the endless sea of ​​bones on the ground without causing the slightest ripple.

In the air, clusters of crimson scorching mist slowly dissipated.

This is the last vestige of Domenech remaining in this world to prove his existence after he burned his own Japanese self-explosion.

When these scorching breaths dissipate, everything will become history.

Fei exhaled softly, dispelling all the emotions in his chest, and soon couldn't help but feel joy in his heart. The power of the undead magister Hasselbaink far exceeded his most optimistic estimate before. The calm and unafraid of killing Domenech's demeanor made Fei feel ecstatic.

I just don't know when Hasselbaink meets Emperor Yashin, these two peerless powerhouses, who will be more powerful?

This weird thought only existed in Fei's mind for a moment, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The necromancer's figure flickered, and he came to Fei's body, performing a standard subordinate's etiquette for a monarch.

Although he didn't say anything else,

But this move is indeed swearing absolute allegiance to His Majesty the King.

The previous scenes left a deep impression in Hasselbaink's mind. The picture of Fei standing in front of him without retreating four times was deeply frozen in the soul of the necromancer. For him, even if the young king in front of him didn't possess the purest power of death energy of the undead in the legend, he would not hesitate to swear allegiance.

And everything that happened before strengthened his belief even more.

Since then, be faithful!

"Do you want to remove the Great Sun Vision [Dao of Death God], let's find a suitable place to talk in detail?" Fei still has a lot of things to ask the necromancer for advice.

Hasselbaink understood the meaning hidden in Fei's words, thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the vision of the Great Sun is a parallel plane space that does not exist in the real space, and will not leave any traces in the real world. If I leave no traces, no one will find the existence of the breath of the undead. Although I have just returned to the realm of the Great Sun-level venerable, it does not consume much power to maintain this level of the Great Sun vision."

"Well, that's good." Fei nodded.

His Majesty the King briefly talked about his adventures in the core small world of the thirty-sixth level difficulty area of ​​the [Ghost Palace], and did not hide the existence of the [Sky City], but did not mention the mysterious stone pillars and The matter of purifying the [World Stone], after all, the existence of the [World Stone] involves the world of Diablo, which is the biggest reliance for Fei to survive on this continent of the law of the jungle.

People always want to keep some secrets that only belong to themselves.

At the end, Fei recounted his experiences in the Double Flag City outside after he left the small world.

"Damn Arthur," the necromancer couldn't help shaking his head when he heard that Arthur was almost intoxicated with wine, and said with a smile and anger, "In the past few hundred years, this guy has been in trouble because of drinking. This time, I didn't expect it to be the same."

Fei smiled and said, "It's okay. Fortunately, things are not bad. If Arthur hadn't made the last move, no one would have been able to capture the [Snow Mountain Hermit] father and son."

Speaking of this, Fei remembered a strange thing, and told the scene of the little raccoon holding the flame orange light sword with both hands but was not harmed by the flame, and said strangely: "Do you know how this happened?" Well, the little guy is in a bit of a weird state."

"Well... If I'm not wrong, this little monster should be a very rare mutant species that can devour other sources of power to change its own physique. Your Majesty said that it had previously devoured the large body left by Domenech. The source of Japanese-level fire power, I guess, after digesting this source of power, it has a certain degree of fire immunity."

The necromancer said, ignoring the objection of the little raccoon who bared his teeth, kicked and bit his mouth, pinched the little guy's neck and touched it carefully all over, even the area between the little raccoon's lower limbs. All the little sparrows touched it carefully and came to this conclusion.

The little raccoon screamed and clutched his crotch, like a girl who had been molested, tears of grievance glistened in his big black eyes, fled, and ran behind Fei, holding his small fist Grinning at the necromancer.

"Is there such a thing?" Fei Fei was very surprised: "Could it be that I found a treasure, this little guy is actually so powerful?"

Hearing Fei's doubts, the little raccoon couldn't wait to jump onto Fei's shoulders, stretching the muscles in his little arms, trying to show off what he wanted to prove.

"To prove my guess, the method is very simple." The necromancer opened his palm.

A group of gray-white mist whizzed and whirled in his palm like a small whirlwind that had been reduced thousands of times, continuously compressing and condensing, and finally changed from gaseous to liquid, and then from liquid to solid, turning into a star. Peanut-sized, jelly-like crystal clear silver-gray crystals, shining brightly.

The crystallization of the original power of the Daichi class of the undead series.

As long as he eats this power crystal, and then uses the undead magic experiment, he can know whether the little raccoon has the mutation talent that Hasselbaink said.

Under Fei's gaze, the little raccoon pinched his nose with an aggrieved look, and reluctantly swallowed this undead series of large Japanese-level original power crystals.

It seems that the power crystal of the undead system is not as 'delicious' as the power crystal of the fire system. This picky eater has a hard time eating, so he rolled his eyes.

Then soon, that wobbly and drunken state came to the little guy again.

With a click, the little guy fell directly on the [Throne of Troubled Times], hiccupped a few times, drooling and passed out drunk.

Fei checked its physiological characteristics a little worriedly, and found that all signs of life were very stable, so he felt relieved.

Just like needing to sober up after being drunk, it will take a short time for the little raccoon to digest this undead power crystal.

During this short period of time, Fei and the necromancer chatted about some other topics. Hasselbaink was very curious about the existence of [Sky City]. It is because of this legendary city that it shocked the world once, and there are rumors that [Sky City] is actually an erratic existence, not only in the ruins of [God and Demon Palace], but in Traces of [Sky City] have also appeared in some other famous mysterious forbidden places and ancient ruins in the mainland.

Soon, after the little raccoon's 'drunk energy' passed, he opened his eyes in a daze.

The undead magister pointed his finger, and a not-so-sharp bone blade slashed at the little raccoon's ass. He controlled his strength very well, and he didn't slash with all his strength, it was only fleeting.

If an ordinary creature is touched by this bone blade, within thirty seconds, the whole body will fester and become a pile of bones.

But the little raccoon suddenly didn't realize that the strong death energy of the undead couldn't cause any harm to it.

It's just that someone slapped his butt, and the little guy grinned at the undead magister very dissatisfied, and waved his little fist.

"It seems that my guess is correct. This is really a rare mutation talent..." The undead magister looked thoughtfully at the little raccoon with deep meaning in his eyes. He followed his little sparrow and hid behind Fei.

"Well, in this way, as long as you gather all the crystals of the power of the big day-level powers of all departments of magic, wouldn't it be possible to create a little monster that is completely immune to all kinds of magic? Magic immunity is still a terrifying existence, and it can come in handy on special occasions."

Fei's thinking coincides with that of the undead magister.

After verifying the little raccoon's mutation talent, Fei was about to say an important matter that he had considered for a long time...

However, at this moment, suddenly, the space between the heaven and the earth began to shake violently, and a force that was irresistible impacted the [Day of Death] from the outside world. , with a tendency to collapse.

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