The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 464

Somewhere on Caiwu Island, a strange place that looked like a smoked pot was discovered. Hei Luobo chose a relatively clumsy and less magical means to get there, and by the way installed a ventilation duct for the "smoked pot".

The huge underground dome is so spacious that people can’t tell it is underground.

The rich power of darkness was mingled in the dark, lightless air. Even ordinary people could feel an indescribable sticky feeling.

Of course, ordinary people will die on the way before they even get close to here, as the radiation-like environment here is too unfriendly to humans.

Fortunately, Hei Luobo cannot be considered a human being.

Especially physiologically, it is indisputable that he is no longer a human being.

Even this special descended body, after completing a stage of transformation, has become a demonic life, not a human.

So, after he arrived, he didn't rush to satisfy his curiosity, but instead took advantage of this rare environment.

A black, oval egg of light formed with him as the center.

To be more precise, it was formed with the puppet that wrapped him as the center.

In the nesting doll mode, the puppet contains a tool body, and the tool body contains the purple blood body, and the core of the purple blood is the original blood...

Soon after the light egg was formed, it completely stopped falling and hovered there quietly.

The entrance to the passage has also been given a relatively simple cover.

But this is of little significance. After all, what follows is a round of crazy plundering and exploitation. It is like a flying rock as big as a house hitting the lake. Even a deep sleeper will be awakened.

This also means that for Hei Luobo, the next operation should be as efficient as possible.

He did so. The light egg released a bloody light, like a powerful explosion. The scarlet shock wave spread in all directions at an extremely high speed and with overwhelming force.

However, before this diffusion reached the physical boundaries on all sides of this underground space, it was pulled inward by a stronger force and collapsed.

This is Hei Luobo controlling the purple blood and performing a special technique, the Blood Singularity.

With this release and retraction, all the dark forces in the affected area entered the entrance.

This move was even more exaggerated than the area-devouring power of the blood beast that the demon generals under the command of Emperor Lingwu Luo Bo encountered in the mountains east of Kahn Castle in the Xuanbing World. It was just as abrupt, but more convenient.

And that's not all.

The violent collapse caused the air to flow at a very fast speed, and formed a huge humming sound, like the breathing of a Titan. The dark power in the wider area surged towards this side.

Of course, it's not all good.

But Hei Luobo had anticipated this.

When he discovered that there were a large number of mountains of bones in the 'smoked pot', he already understood how this abnormally rich dark power was accumulated and maintained.

Hei Luobo has done in-depth research on the power of souls, belief in the Kingdom of God, etc. This time when he was betting with the Ghost Emperor, although some sensitive information was excluded when placing the bet, it was still enough to deal with the current situation.

Countless human faces appeared on the surface of the leather puppet, with expressions of pain, hideousness, all negative. But as soon as their faces appeared, they would sink and new faces would float up.

This is a digestion.

Without the dominance of the Old Ones who are good at the realm of souls and emotional power, Kurobor can still skillfully deal with mental problems such as resentment and obsession, which can be regarded as the cancer of consciousness.

Hei Luobo was not worried that these things would be learned by the Ghost Emperor.

After all, these knowledge and information have no direct relationship with a high-dimensional life being upgraded from a single universe existence to a multiverse existence.

In fact, considering the time that the Weird Emperor has spent in running the Kingdom of God and the experience accumulated over the past years, he is probably better than him in this aspect. He just needs to be careful not to have his ideas that do not belong to this universe stolen.

The leather puppet is an interface and a translator. It is reasonable and logical to complete the task of liberating the souls of the dead through its process.

However, the world will of this world has been distorted, and it suddenly tries to snatch the ownership of the puppet from Kurob.

It feels like you feed a wild dog a piece of meat, and it thrusts its mouth forward and tries to chew your finger into its mouth.

"Okay!" Hei Luobo agreed readily.

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Without such interaction, he really couldn't figure out how the will of the world had been distorted by the Weird Emperor.

Well, he soon discovered that there was not much novelty, and it did not break out of his cognitive rut at all. It was still the same rotten and dark cliché.

"What exactly am I expecting?" Hei Luobo sometimes wonders if such an understanding is too arrogant.

After all, from a macroscopic analysis from the perspective of the multiverse, even for him, encountering something strange is just a matter of probability.

Not to mention that he was actually a novice at the multiverse level, and he had not risen steadily through the conventional path. His foundation was not solid, and the number of single universes he had seen was limited to a handful. It was only because of the gifts from the Old Ones that he was able to know some profound information.

However, the authenticity of this information needs to be verified.

In particular, the Old Ones are not a race that spreads civilization, peace, and love to diversity. It is their normal practice to poison knowledge and information.

In this context, the phrase "What on earth did I expect?" seems not only arrogant but also presumptuous.

But this is his true feeling and attitude.

For this reason, he even couldn't help but think whether he should also learn from a certain soul and the entire consciousness divinity completion plan.

"No, forget it. My situation is different. I just need to swallow the 'white radish' to complete the most meaningful self-completion."

Hei Luobo doesn't mind being "black", dark and evil at all.

These are nothing more than cognitive anchors of the human perspective, which is like an alternative universal language and a convenient tool for him. Therefore, he does not take black and white, good and evil itself very seriously.

Come back to the present moment.

Since the will of this world is nothing more than another dark and cruel one, there is no need to sacrifice puppets to learn some outdated information in detail.

This is like an old bookworm reading a second-rate online article from ten years ago. He will find something to read at any time while reading, and has no interest in rewarding or subscribing to the article. He just wants to read it for fun.

Of course, Hei Luobo had also thought that the Guihuang was playing a trick on him.

This is what he thought when considering this issue.

First, he admitted that he did not achieve what he is today by relying on his intelligence and wisdom.

He is actually a lucky guy.

Secondly, he didn't want to follow the pace of the Guihuang.

These two points determined that he decided to keep it simple and reckless. The blood singularity, the benefits were in hand. The leather puppet showed the characteristics of animation, but unlike a normal child, it looked like an evil spirit with a sinister temperament.

The three light balls flew in quickly following the completion of the blood singularity, seemingly slowly, as if they were sucked in by the black hole-like effect at the end of the blood singularity.

Then, with a loud bang, pure and bright extreme yang light exploded near the light egg. The holy white light submerged everything around it, but quickly weakened and disappeared after exceeding a radius of 100 meters, fully demonstrating the controllability of the skill.

At the same time, a line of blood appeared in the void parallel to the Mountain of Bones. Then, Hei Luobo opened the blood line like opening the zippered door of a camping tent and stepped out.

Hei Luobo did not covet the last bit of dark power absorbed by the black hole-like effect, so he transferred it quite calmly.

The vast amount of dark power and the residual soul power after salvation were a bit difficult for him to digest at the moment, so he squandered it wantonly.

With just a wave of his hand, a scarlet wind formed from his hand, amplifying its power exponentially, and after ten meters it became a hurricane.

This blood-red hurricane pierced the sky and the earth, and it rolled up the bones on the Bone Mountain and flew them in all directions like fragments of an exploding grenade. A large number of bones on the Bone Mountain were cleared out in the blink of an eye.

Then, at the bottom of the original Bone Mountain, on a large piece of rock that looked like bones and jade, there was a female human wearing a mithril robe. The blue or purple mist around her turned into huge petals, blooming in the opposite direction, wrapping it, and then disappeared in the form of a flower bud.

"Legendary level? Interesting."

Hei Luobo is certainly not a romantic man who sympathizes with women. He actually made a move in secret just now.

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The pretentious movement from the void was actually just to cover the attack.

The scarlet storm released was only the surface, there was also a sinister hidden force behind it.

After all, when the other party projected the light ball to blow him up, he had already locked on to his position, so there was no need to wait until the mountain of bones was blown away before confirming it.

Unfortunately, he is still a little overambitious. When facing opponents of the same level, he can make up for it with his technical advantage, which will not be revealed. When he meets a true legend, he may be unable to cope with the critical moment.

Of course, there are other reasons, such as the fact that this is the woman's home ground.

Arrive first and make arrangements first. If he had not deployed the blood singularity without saying a word as soon as he arrived here, he would probably have been very passive in the process of interacting with this woman.

He just overturned the table and forced the other person away.

"Okay!" A smile of usurping the throne appeared on Hei Luobo's face.

He felt that he didn't need to be too picky and just let this place be proof of the legend.

There are more than a hundred thousand corpses, rich in resentment and dark power. It is not easy to find such a place.

The only thing that is not beautiful is that perhaps he was not the one who committed such a murder. Otherwise, he would have become a legend amid the turmoil of the wronged souls, replicating the cult scenes in history, and the evidence of the legend would have appeared more glorious.

Now, we can create a different atmosphere.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. His eyes were shining brightly, and the area around his eyes was filled with light and smoke. His hands were as if stained with blood, shimmering with water and bright red.

It is with this bloody hand that has transformed into a claw that bloody words are written in the air. Once these words are written, the surrounding area will shake, dust and gravel will fall, and the resentful souls and evil spirits in the dome will also howl like ghosts.

Twelve blood-written words turned into twelve lightsabers, suspended in the air. Then, as Hei Luobo waved his hands, they fell into various parts of the dome in a parabolic manner, divided into circles with faint scales.

The next moment, Hei Luobo turned in the air and disappeared into the air as if he had entered behind a curtain.

At the same time, as if using a revolving door, the leather puppet appeared from the void and became the focus of the whole audience.

At the locations of the twelve lightsabers, flames of scales lit up as the puppet chanted the secret spell.

When everything was lit up, the puppet swung its arms violently from bottom to top, and a dark red light rose from the ground, shooting upward like a flame. At this moment, the entire dome was illuminated like a lava cave, all red.

The puppet lowered its arms, and the flames receded like the tide, but the originally dark ground was now stained with blood.

Once again, the puppet waved its arms violently.

The bloody flames rose again.

After the tide went out, blood-red clouds like dry ice formed on the ground.

The third time, the blood tide lasted for a long time, with a hissing sound, like the tail flame of a fighter plane engine, revealing a strong surging feeling.

It is against this backdrop that the countless bones in the dome piece themselves together. It is complex and messy, yet vaguely orderly and extremely efficient. Moreover, they are not pieced together haphazardly, but rather aim to be original.

Even if some bones are missing, they will be replaced by blood light that is as rich as substance.

Including lining up, the entire process was completed in just three minutes, which was extremely magical.

Then, many human-shaped soul shadows were seen walking out of nothingness and merging with the skeletons.

Then, all the spirits that were guarding in a circle knelt down and kowtowed, and the eerie whistling sounds they made were like the whimpering of the wind.

Bowing three times and kowtowing nine times, the leather puppet suspended in the central air enjoys this honor alone.

Afterwards, the souls flew into the sky one after another and disappeared as streaks of light.

The skeleton was completely turned into ashes.

The ten-mile banquet eventually came to an end. It was grand and lively at its peak, but then it suddenly became deserted.

Grayish-white bone powder, crimson blood energy, and charred black soil are mixed together to form corpse soil.

The proof of legend, the sanctuary of blood, this soil of bones is equivalent to the hometown soil of the vampire monster.

However, Hei Luobo does not have any weaknesses of the blood-sucking monster, and he does not need this handful of soil.

The revolving door of the void reappears, the puppet disappears behind the scenes, and Black Robola comes to the fore.

Guiding his thoughts with his hands, the gushing blood light was like an omnipotent hand, and soon turned the huge dome into a mausoleum.

The ground was paved with bloodstone slabs, with statues suppressing twelve scales, and in the center was a coffin.

Hei Luobo grabbed the void and threw the puppet in his hand into the coffin.

Then he sealed the mausoleum with darkness as a burial sheet.

This is a dark ritual, the essence of which is to use the leather puppet as an anchor to strengthen the connection between the law of immortality and him. It is specifically effective for this world.

Before, the leather puppet was a tool but also a weakness. Now, the weakness has become a black pit.

However, the attribute of tool is constantly bestowed upon him.

The second stage mission is completed, and the legend is created by using a shell. The proof of the legend is the dark mausoleum of the undead, which was created by the sacrifice of 100,000 souls...

(End of this chapter)