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In a sense, the system would rather reveal its identity and arouse my suspicions, but also give a gift that is indeed very valuable.

"The most expensive and troublesome thing in the world is always free....... and I don't mean MLM and sales scams. Human affection, trust, this kind of thing is the most headache. ”

But I, who have always been troublesome and afraid of indebtedness, must admit it this time, because those "free" creation experiences are too important and too helpful for my goals.

Before, when I created the Zào Eternal Tundra, my creation ability generally relied on talent and system plug-ins, and the other half was simply copying, which Ash did back then, and directly imitated it according to the records she left behind.

The implementers do this, they don't need to know the principles of magic and magic, as long as they follow the existing process step by step, the advantage of this is to greatly reduce the threshold, but the disadvantage is that in addition to not being able to surpass the predecessors, it is more of a stiffness and rigidity in actual combat, once you encounter a strategy or trap, the consequence of not being able to adapt is likely to be death.

True archmages and priests often analyze the principles, they know what they are and why they know it, and they can easily summon small magic to improve and specifically strengthen the original magic, and the sign of a spellcaster's true maturity is that he can improve or even develop new special magic according to the basic theory and existing conditions.

And the Four Elemental Seals are undoubtedly the top and initial forbidden spells in this world. At the same time, the four elements are controlled and the four elements are touched to summon the four elements to build a seal. The difficulty and requirements of casting spells are high. Not to mention improvements, improvements, just monotonous use of scripts, even if you are a great archmage, not to mention that what we need is the "Four Elements Creation" evolved from the "Four Element Seals".

Originally, even if I had the creation experience of "Eternal Frozen Land", my highest success rate was no more than forty percent, even if I was lucky. Most of them are defective semi-finished products......

Forty percent of the winning rate is open to gambling on a qiē? When the success rate of other choices is after the decimal point, and doing nothing is almost waiting for death, the success rate of 40% can already make us feel a little bit bigger.

But with this precious gift of charcoal in the snow, Yiqiē is no different.

Astria's gift is a precious memory from the beginning of the creation of the world, which is the original appearance of this spell, which not only contains the most basic principles of the spell, but also the experience and perception of practical operation, and after obtaining it, my understanding of this spell. Presumably surpassed the founders, after all. Ash created the world mostly by instinct, and what I have to do is to use technology to restore what she did with instinct, and beyond ....... after all, what we want to create is not an ordinary world of the living.

"This ....... is the land of the dead!"

Under my proclamation, with the Wind Plain as the core, the dark world has taken away the existence of light, and on this land, countless obsidian pillars have emerged from the earth, they are like the miniaturization of the black tower, and at the top of each black pillar, there is a skull that seems to laugh wildly.

"This is the kingdom of the dead, and the living stop."

Just vaguely witnessing these stone pillars, these warning words naturally sounded in everyone's minds, it was not a danger, it was just a simple statement of facts.

"If you go any further, you'll never be able to leave."

It was an instinctive warning, like an invisible dividing line that was destined to leave the soul here if it was crossed.

And if this invisible instinctive warning can be ignored as a mistake, the black mist that those obsidian skeletons are spewing out is a real threat.

"Gas!"

"How is that possible? We (demons) are going to be poisoned! ”

The black mist first swept the battlefield of demons and demons, the monsters from the abyss have been accustomed to extremely harsh environments, their resistance to flames, strong acids, and toxins far exceeds that of all races, and as the subordinates of the "Corrupt Lord" Radivioka, the planes they live in are full of poisonous fog and swamps, if it is a demon with poor toxicity resistance, they will not know that they will die in that corner.

The eight-meter-tall Violent Sword Flame Demon who walked in front was right on the edge of a stone pillar, and he just smelled the black mist, and suddenly fell, and the moment he fell, the eternal flame on his body had already left with his life.

The huge gray body and the decapitating heavy sword smashed a deep pit on the ground, but there was not a single scar on his body, and his hideous face was still full of puzzlement, as if he didn't know why he died.

And the next moment, the silver soul walked out of the body, and the demon soul with a confused face slowly walked into the obsidian stone pillar, disappearing without a trace, and the skull on the stone pillar seemed to be full, spewing out more black mist.

The black mist had spread, and with the demonstration of that high-level demon, both demons and demons were frantically fleeing and dodging the fog that brought death.

And those undead knights in the black mist, but they traveled faster and faster, their bones became thicker, their blades and armor were strengthened by the black mist, the skeleton war horses also became more flexible and fast, and the soul fire shining in the pupils of their eyes was like a living thing.

When the enemy retreats out of fear, how can these Rangers who spread death miss such a good opportunity, they quickly intersperse and divide, and the weapons strengthened by the death mist can also harvest the souls of demons, as long as the demons are cut down, they will lose their souls after falling.

In the face of this strange black fog, even the mighty Radioca and his legions began to retreat, and the devils on our side were not far behind, even with the leader's military orders, they still began to retreat, and some people even looked behind them with hostile eyes, as if they felt that they had become cannon fodder.

"Don't run, don't resist!"

At my behest. The Lord of Lies roared. Under his wantonness. Marsin, the Devil Lord Marsin, who was surrounded by black fog, took the initiative to walk into the black fog, and the crazy black fog surrounded him, and in the wail of pain, a strange transformation took place.

The huge Devil Lord Monarch was half-kneeling on the ground, his appearance and body shape were changed in the black mist, and the black mist that was originally wrapped around his body dissipated, and the huge body skyrocketed again, when the black mist dissipated. A giant ghost was born.

The common scales and claws of devils disappeared without a trace, just looking at the appearance, the smooth and toned body is somewhat similar to a human being, but the dark green magic eye has turned into a black pupil, but compared with ordinary giants, the black horn between the forehead is very eye-catching, and it is also a gathering place for strange energy, and the energy aura wrapped around the body is three points stronger.

“…… As ugly as it was back then. ”

Imimisia covered her nose and smiled shamefully, but tears of surprise could be faintly seen in the corners of her eyes, how could she not recognize Malsin's appearance. This brave ugly man, and when he was still a member of the Gaoshan clan. There is also an extra corner.

Marsin fell to his knees, looked at his hands in disbelief, the hideous scars on his face twitched, and then he threw his head up to the sky and let out an amazing roar!

"Ahhh Damn the abyss! I, the first general of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, Marsin. Dipole is back! ”

Under the witness of angels and demons, the first hellish ghost clan, the ghost general Marsin, was born.

He rushed into the demon's battle array, wielding a huge trident, and began to kill and take revenge wantonly, and seeing his change, those ancient demons also hesitated and let the black mist drown them.

And soon, after the wailing and churning of pain, a new war ghost was born from the black fog, and the newborn war ghosts had not had time to digest the extra memories and knowledge in their minds, but they re-entered the battlefield after being surprised, and this time, the black fog that brought death became their allies.

"Death has finally succeeded."

And at the top of the original Black Tower, I was relieved to have a bird's-eye view of the overall situation.

This black mist is not a poisonous gas, it is not even aggressive, it is just an accessory to this "plane of the dead", and within the scope of its existence, it is the realm of the dead.

It is the supply of the dead, and if the living are contaminated with him, they will either be transformed into the dead, or, under certain conditions, transformed into the guardians of the underworld, the ghost clan.

In the previous reality, the sample Death Mist I provided did not complete the transformation of Marsin, but only made it into a strange appearance shrouded in black mist, and now this complete version of the Death Hades has successfully completed the transformation from a devil to a ghost race.

Standing beside me, Imi Misiya was a little moved, a woman's desire to restore her beauty was understandable, but I stopped her, the kingdom of the dead has not yet taken shape, and these forcibly created evil qi is still too small and too weak, and it will consume a lot to transform a devil boss, and I still have the rest, but I can't waste it.

And in the midst of the huge skull beside me, a bronze war hammer made of flames was blazing, but its flames were turning from red to deep, and some of its extensions had turned purple and black.

It is the fire elemental artifact that Solo retrieved from the water elemental plane, the blessed hand of the primordial flame.

At this time, it is indeed one of the four elemental catalysts, which represents a part of the "soul", and unlike the Ash plane, which chooses fire as the symbol and elemental composition of the soul, in a hell full of the dead, I will naturally make "death" a factor of the soul.

Death is the foundation of hell and the basic condition that must be met in order for a qiē to be saved.

"In the land of the dead, only the dead remain."

The black tower is one of the pillars of the new plane, and he is building the kingdom of the dead, but there are people who will not watch this qiē happen so smoothly.

When the rules of this face gradually took shape, the wings of light that suddenly descended had already arrived in front of us, the holy light and the dark qi collided with each other, and the immature black fog of death was directly dispelled, and the angelic legion entered our sight.

"I've never found this glare light so annoying. Iyer, we're under a lot of pressure, hurry up. ”

My inquiry, however, was answered in the skull, and the familiar voice sounded in it, still in that unhurried tone.

"It's coming, the storm is a little harder than expected. Hold on, I'll give this side a little strength. ”

And with the response, it was the wild laughter of the skulls, the fog of death spread wildly, and the angel who rushed to the front fell headlong, and this time, the surging black mist overwhelmed the holy light.

Yes, I am the chief designer and the mastermind behind this ritual forbidden art that builds hell, but I don't have the ability to provide energy and super-high-grade death power.

"Heh, compared to the power of death, how can there be the original undead in this world, and the god of death is stronger and purer."

At this time, inside the skull of the Black Tower, there was a tall skeleton as white as jade, from which the endless power of death came out, and that skeleton was the core of the Black Tower.

Yes, this is Ayaer's bones.

Ayer even used his own corpse, it can be said that in order to build a successful hell this time, he also took a breath, and when he was far away in Oran, he stroked the crystal skull in his hand and saw the transformation of his people through the eyes of the devil, and at the same time, he did not hesitate to increase his investment.

With an identical crystal skull in my hand, and with the power of death and Ayaer's enlightenment in my hands, I knew I could move on to the next stage of my plan. (A good event for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you!) Follow from ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter ddxiaoshuo), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now pay attention to ddxiaoshuo WeChat public account! (To be continued......)