ca-book Chapter 2705 Absorption
Chapter 2705 Absorption
[Tip: The player has currently met the conditions, the current guidance task - The Road to Godhood (Necromancer) has been completed, and the player has triggered a new guidance task - Advancement of the Lord of the Underworld].
Mission name: Advancement of the Lord of the Underworld.
Task type: Guidance task.
Mission Difficulty: SSS.
Mission description: In the process of comprehending and advancing to the god-level necromancy, you saw some illusions, from which you gained some special insights. Perhaps you can start looking for the answer by breaking through the god-level necromancy.
Current mission objective: Obtain the power of the Styx and advance to god-level necromancy.
[Hint: The player is currently being guided by the perception of the Lord of the Underworld].
[Tip: The player is absorbing the power of the Netherworld River, please be careful].
[Hint: Current strength absorption progress: 1.9%].
Fang Heng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the game prompts flashing across his retina. He suddenly felt a powerful force rapidly overflowing from the River of the Underworld and pouring into his body!
Upgraded!
An upgrade to the god-level necromancy?!
Fang Heng had not expected that the upgrade would be so sudden. Almost subconsciously, he immediately sank his consciousness and quickly absorbed the power of the Netherworld River.
Rare opportunity!
In the outside world, the originally quiet Netherworld River began to show ripples again!
Under the astonished gazes of the surrounding Undead Council mentors, a large amount of pure black death energy gushed out from the River of the Underworld, and then quickly gathered towards Fang Heng's body!
At this time, Fang Heng still kept his eyes closed, concentrating on meditation.
A large amount of black death energy poured into Fang Heng's body and was absorbed by him!
Georgy frowned, immediately realized something, and shouted, "Protect him!"
The expressions of all the instructors suddenly became serious.
Lucky boy!
He might have accidentally found a way to absorb the power of the Netherworld River!
Judging from Fang Heng’s current performance, he is very likely advancing to the god-level necromancy!
Even they would not choose to advance in such an extremely dangerous state.
Georgi could see that although Fang Heng was extremely talented, it was also a fact that his foundation was not solid.
At the same level, Fang Heng can only exert 30% of his necromancy power.
Yet he dared to directly advance to the god level under such circumstances!
Perhaps he just happened to encounter a great opportunity at this time.
The entire camp of the Undead Council will not allow anyone else to disrupt Fang Heng's advancement.
Not far away, Mu Qingxin looked at Fang Heng who was quickly absorbing the power of the Netherworld River, and her brows furrowed again.
enough!
Not only do we need to extract the Netherworld River, but we also need to extract all the power within the Netherworld River!
No matter who trained that guy as a competitor, what he did now had crossed the bottom line of what Mu Qingxin could accept.
Mu Qingxin once again formed a mark in front of her with both hands and said in a cold voice: "Proust! How long will you stay in hibernation!"
“Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!”
The surface of the Netherworld River exploded continuously, and mutated disaster red nematode creatures kept crawling out of the Netherworld River.
"Stop them!"
The high-level mentors of the Undead Council are equally powerful. Relying on their aging skills and excellent melee ability, as well as the support of the bone dragons in the sky spraying potions, they hold off the attacks of the mutated disaster creatures.
Just when everyone felt that they had gradually become familiar with the rhythm and noticed that the number of red-line disaster creatures began to decrease, suddenly, everyone felt a terrifying aura of power overflowing from the River of the Netherworld.
"what is that!?"
The instructors' expressions changed slightly, and they all looked in the direction where the breath fluctuations came from.
"Gudonggudonggudong..."
As a series of bubbles emerged from the bottom of the Netherworld River, a figure slowly emerged from the Netherworld River and appeared in front of everyone.
"Humanity!?"
The undead mentors were greatly surprised and stared at the human who walked out of the River of Netherworld.
too weird!
There are other humans in the dead world besides them! ?
Who is he?
The mutated disaster creatures seemed to be under his control, constantly leaping out from the river of Hades beside him and attacking everyone.
I have never heard of a human being who is immune to the attacks of disaster creatures!
Could he be the controller of the disaster creatures?
Proust slowly raised his head and looked up into the sky, noticing the bone dragon hovering in the sky. Then he lowered his head again, his eyes swept over the undead mentors, and finally focused on Fang Heng who was absorbing the power of the undead.
A large amount of power from the surrounding Netherworld River is being rapidly absorbed by Fang Heng.
Proust looked puzzled.
He sensed the power of his fellow tribesmen from Fang Heng.
But why is that person's efficiency in absorbing the River of the Underworld faster than his?
And much faster!
"Proust, kill them!"
Proust heard the urging voice in his consciousness, and turned his head to look at the figure on the top of the mountain behind him.
Whatever.
No matter who they are.
The Death Realm is his territory! Only he can obtain the power of the Netherworld River!
They crossed the line.
"Swift!!!"
Proust suddenly accelerated, his body turned into a black shadow, and approached Fang Heng at a high speed.
"Protect Fang Heng!"
The necromancy instructors were horrified upon seeing this and immediately took countermeasures.
The surrounding undead aura quickly condensed into dense undead thorns that stabbed towards Proust!
"boom!!"
Proust simply raised his hand slightly, and several dark whirlpools appeared in front of him. The densely bombarding undead thorns fell on the dark whirlpools and exploded one after another!
"Boom! Boom!"
After the Undead Thorns exploded, they formed a series of netherworld explosions!
Sudden!
Proust accelerated again and quickly passed through the black fog produced by the second stage explosion of the Undead Thorn!
The second stage of the Netherworld Blast had no effect on Proust at all!
Who is this guy?
The necromancy instructors discovered that Proust was incredibly powerful, and he was also using the power of the undead.
Like those alienated disasters, Proust has a higher defense resistance against the undead!
The attack of Nether Blast was also directly invalidated.
Even the aging skills that were extremely effective against the red worm disaster were completely immune to Proust!
"Bone spur!"
The team immediately switched tactics and used a mix of physical damage to try to intercept!
Dense bone spurs continued to rise from the ground, and a large white mass pierced towards Proust.
Proust had a look of disdain on his face, but he didn't slow down at all and just rushed forward relying on his strong physical strength!
"Boom! Boom boom boom!!!"
The dense bone spurs blocking his way were knocked away and exploded one after another!
Huh?
Proust was suddenly startled.
The exploded bone spurs formed tiny pieces of bones that attached to the body.
"burst!"
"Boom boom boom!!!!"
The bone spur suddenly exploded, blowing Proust backwards.
pat.
Proust leaped back and spread his hands.
Corroded.
The hand seemed to be affected by some kind of corrosion, constantly healing itself and constantly corroding.
what happened?
Proust realized something and raised his head high to look into the sky. (End of this chapter)