Necromancer: Becoming a God Starting with Skeleton Clone

Chapter 448 The Authority of the Dead, the Path to Godhood, and Defying Heaven's Creation!

Perhaps this isn't a magic circle at all, but a slaughterhouse or testing ground!

The ten levels of prison above... probably don't hold criminals, but rather undead creatures!

One by one, living subjects are about to be dragged into this laboratory and subjected to inhumane experiments!

Of course, that's not all.

In fact, everything the Ark observed—the tables and chairs, the torture instruments, the skeletons, the blood...

These......

...occupies only a small part of this vast space.

In the very center of this slaughterhouse... stands an altar!

A small altar, but almost identical in shape to the altar that the Ark destroyed in the Hill of Corpses!

In contrast, the altar that was destroyed earlier was now occupied by zombies that had been modified and enhanced.

On this small altar are placed a series of broken skulls!

Moreover, above this black altar, which is less than two meters high, floats a pitch-black opening.

An endless aura of death flowed from this cave entrance, bound by the black altar.

After flowing over the hundreds or thousands of skull fragments on the altar, a mist-like aura of death surged out from the various holes in the skulls and spread outwards.

"The Altar of Death!"

"Everything in the Skeleton Lord's memories..."

Vladimir's previous speculation.

There are also records on that zombie altar.

These are indeed true!

After taking a few steps, Fang Zhou entered the magic circle, feeling slightly excited.

The Altar of Death is the name of this black altar.

An altar that constantly exudes pure death energy is naturally priceless.

Simply staying in this area allows low-level undead such as skeletons or zombies to grow and evolve at an extremely rapid pace.

Even for Fang Zhou, with his lower-level Bronze rank strength, bathing in this pure death energy would yield considerable benefits over time.

The Skeleton Lord, a powerful figure who rose from among countless skeletons, must have also benefited greatly from the energy overflowing from this altar of death.

Ark examined the Skeleton Lord's memories and shook his head slightly.

Unfortunately, unlike the Ark, which possessed knowledge of the Naraku civilization's magic arrays from various sources, the Skeleton Lord started from scratch and was merely a wild undead creature.

He's like someone who passes by a treasure mountain without ever entering it.

With the Skeleton Lord's strength, he had no idea how to break through the inherent defenses of this death altar that had existed for who knows how long, let alone directly contact the black vortex floating in the sky.

Compared to their dissipated pure death energy, these two things themselves are the greatest treasure.

If the Skeleton Lord could have accessed them, and with the Blood Moon's blessing and its associated talent and opportunity, it might have already embarked on the path to Bronze status.

In that case, he wouldn't have died resentfully at the hands of Fang Zhou, a newcomer.

Of course, the Ark doesn't have this problem.

He is now incredibly grateful for the knowledge that Master Sandru passed down to him, which allowed him to easily break the seal on the altar of death.

As the Ark moved, countless runes erupted from the Altar of Death, transforming into tiny chains that wrapped around its body.

In less than a split second, the runes were imprinted on the ark's skeletal armor, binding it firmly!

Seal! Suppress! Forbid! Destroy! Weaken! Bind!

At a glance, more than ten runes flashed from the Altar of Death and acted on the Ark.

At this moment, the black vortex, which was already filled with the magic of death, was like a source of magic, maintaining the operation of more than ten magic arrays and firmly sealing the ark in place, unable to move.

Forget about attacking; aside from his mind being unaffected, Ark couldn't even unleash any skills at this moment!

However, being sealed in place by more than ten kinds of rune arrays, Ark actually breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Blessing of the Undead Blood Moon has been detected. You can consume 10000 Soul Power to devour and fuse with it."

Should we begin the process of absorption?

Upon receiving the notification from the attribute panel, the Ark Soulfire flashed.

It seems that the Skeleton Lord was indeed as he had guessed; he had also received the blessing of the Blood Moon at this mysterious altar, which enabled him to master the ability to create skeletal tokens and mass-produce skeletal commanders.

With things having come to this point, and faced with this enormous harvest, Fangzhou naturally did not hesitate. He immediately consumed a large amount of soul power and began to devour and analyze it.

Unfortunately, the existence of the mysterious and enigmatic will of the underworld, such as the Blood Moon Blessing, requires a certain amount of time for attribute panels to digest and analyze.

Fangzhou observed quietly for a while, and after not sensing any changes, he looked up at the altar in front of him.

He did not rush to break the seal, but remained bound, frantically flickering his soul fire and emitting waves of soul energy.

"The Death Altar of the Naraku Civilization..."

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"In a mythological world, it could open rifts in the realm of the dead."

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"But this is the realm of the dead, so what use is it?"

"During this time, I also explored the realm of the dead beyond the Hill of Corpses, but it was like being trapped in a maze, and I could never find a way out."

Among the bronze-level undead, the only one I know of so far is the Plague Zombie, an evolved form of the zombie.

There are also rarer ghosts.

But I never encountered them around the Hill of Corpses.

It seems everything can be resolved here.

After figuring all this out, the Ark's bone hand, which should have been completely sealed and unable to move an inch, suddenly clenched!

The soul fire in his eye sockets flickered slightly as Ark activated his most powerful, hidden talent.

Attribute panel, give me a cheat code!

An unknown energy surged from Fangzhou's body and began to rapidly erode the seal on its body.

In the blink of an eye, the Ark had completely eroded the runes within the Death Altar, rendering all the more than ten sealing runes that had been placed on the Ark ineffective!

Silently freed from the seal, the soul fire in Fangzhou's eye sockets flickered slightly as he slowly raised the Corpse Spear.

next moment!

The ark swept away the external defenses of the Death Altar with overwhelming force.

As his death energy entered the black vortex, several more notifications appeared on Ark's attribute panel.

"A faint authority from the Netherworld has been detected. This authority is extremely dangerous and is currently being analyzed."

"The presence of the Blood Moon Blessing of the Undead has been detected. It is immune to the corruption of authority and can be devoured and fused by consuming a large amount of soul power."

Should we begin the process of absorption?

Suppressing his urge to devour, Ark stepped forward and appeared before the altar of death.

Based on the information he obtained from Vladimir's memories, he was now able to analyze the vast amount of information contained within this altar of death without any difficulty.

A moment later, Fang Zhou clenched his fists with some excitement.

The Naraku civilization's development and utilization of the underworld far exceeded the imagination of humans on Earth.

In the later stages of the racial war between the Naraku civilization and the Abyss Demons, although the Naraku civilization was gradually defeated and utterly crushed in the mythical world, it still maintained a relatively strong resistance force in the Netherworld.

Even the guardian deity of the Naraku civilization shifted the foundation of his faith to the realm of the dead.

In the final moments, the demons of the abyss also pursued the dead into the realm of the dead, and a terrifying war broke out between them and the remnants of the Naraku civilization and the native forces of the realm of the dead.

The Netherworld was the victor in this war.

The abyssal demons that chased into the realm of the dead were all corrupted into undead without their own thoughts or will.

However, their desperate counterattack tore the once intact Netherworld into countless fragmented corners of varying sizes.

Every corner harbors a faint trace of the authority of the underworld.

The once invincible avatar of the undead's will lost its own subjective will, degenerating from a complete and powerful blood moon into a phantom projection of the blood moon.

From then on, he could only reside high in the sky above the realm of the dead, silently blessing every outstanding undead creature.

Fangzhou then realized what was going on.

No wonder that after he became powerful, he always felt that the area of ​​the Corpse Hills was smaller than he had imagined, and not the boundless realm of the dead that he thought it was.

No wonder he had never encountered any undead creatures of bronze rank or higher in the Hill of Corpses.

Even the Skeleton Lord, a skeleton creature that had been stuck at the top of the Black Iron rank for an unknown period of time, could not find a way to break through the bottleneck and advance to the Bronze rank.

It seems that all of this was because that epic war changed the entire ecosystem of the underworld.

For necromancers, this was a groundbreaking discovery.

The idea that the Netherworld was a complete plane theory, previously held by Master Sandru and Instructor Su Xinyan, has now been disproven.

The meditation methods previously developed based on this theory resulted in a very weak connection between necromancers and the spirit world, which could hardly be considered close.

Due to the butterfly effect, the cost-effectiveness ratio of related summoning skills is also very low.

This is the real culprit behind the repeated decline in the combat power of human necromancers on Earth!

Taking a deep breath, Fangzhou looked up at the black vortex suspended in mid-air.

This is actually... part of the authority of the Blood Moon.

Such limited authority was naturally insufficient to allow powerful undead from the Netherworld to appear in this remote corner of Corpse Hills, nor was it sufficient to allow weak undead from this corner to travel to other fragments of the Netherworld.

But it was enough to cause an endless stream of deathly aura to surge out and enter this fragmented corner where the Ark was located!

For the mythical world and the Blue Star world where the Ark is located, the aura of death is a negative energy that constantly erodes living beings.

To the realm of the dead, the aura of death is... the air within, omnipresent and endless!

After examining the death altar, which was inscribed with various bizarre magic circle patterns, Ark gained a deeper understanding of its function.

The altar of death serves two main purposes.

First, soften the aura emanating from the power of death, making it more suitable for newly born undead.

Or rather, the undead are better suited to survive in the Corpse Hills, a starting village.

Second, to maintain the existence of the authority over death.

It's important to know that space has the ability to self-repair.

Such a weak authority in the realm of the dead, if left unattended, will gradually diminish and disappear in a short time.

Only by building a death altar, and using the runes and energy within it to sustain itself, can this faint authority over the underworld continue to exist and endure.

For an undead like the Ark... this purest aura of death represents a large amount of four-dimensional attributes and racial heritage.

"property..."

As the altar continued to emanate an aura of death, the soul fire in Ark's eyes flickered slightly.

Perhaps, before exploring the next fragment of the Netherworld, he should accumulate strength and further enhance his power.

Although now that he has been promoted to Bronze Undead, the skeletons and zombies in Corpse Hills can hardly provide him with any useful corpse essence and soul power anymore.

However, the amount of soul power he absorbed over the years after devouring the Skeleton Lord was enough to allow the Ark to settle down for a while.

In addition, this death altar can continuously provide him with a large number of attributes.

Therefore, all he lacks is skill and time.

Fang Zhou clenched his bone fist, a few thoughts forming in his mind.

His physical body has been promoted to the rank of second lieutenant, and his access to the Human Alliance skill library has been upgraded from level E to level D.

Exchanging for some common skills for bronze-level warriors is definitely not a problem.

Although the cost of contribution points is a bit higher, the previous accumulation in the Ark, coupled with the rich rewards from completing various tasks in the Forest of Nature plane, is enough to support it.

As long as all the black iron skills in the body are deduced and strengthened to the bronze rank.

In addition, the Death Altar can provide a large number of attribute points.

There are also unknown benefits to be gained from devouring and absorbing the weak authority of the underworld before him...

My strength will definitely experience a new surge in a short period of time!

Now that there are no more worthy opponents left in the entire Corpse Hills, it's time for him to turn his potential into real strength.

Having made up his mind, Fangzhou no longer hesitated and commanded the Yellow Springs Nightmare to the Altar of Death.

Gripping the skeletal spear tightly, Ark connected it to the faint authority of the Netherworld in mid-air. He used his own skeletal armor to purify and refine the aura emanating from the authority of death before finally allowing it to enter his body.

This process will be very long.

However, his attributes were increasing slightly every moment.

The joy of leveling up while AFK is enough to make up for the boredom of being idle.

During this time, Ark can wait for the attribute panel to analyze, absorb, and process the Blood Moon Blessing and the Authority of the Underworld.

absorb.

He can also plan his own skill development and enhancement direction.

Wide sea diving, sky high the birds to fly.

The transformation from cocoon to butterfly is happening today.

Before going into seclusion, Ark specifically ordered Olaf to command all his skeletal servants to thoroughly search the entire skeletal castle to see if there were any precious spoils of war that had been missed.

Afterwards, they will meet at the Altar of Death.

Only then could he relax and go into seclusion, devoting himself entirely to absorbing and comprehending the aura of death!