First Law

"Hehe...hehe..." Weideng laughed suddenly, with a strange coughing sound in his smile, his eyes fixed on Karen, and the fighting spirit that had completely disappeared erupted like a volcano , appearing somewhat insolent, like a mad dog.

"Karen, there are times when you beg me. It's useless. You can't beat Qatar at all. He will peel off your flesh little by little, and taste ten times the pain that I do."

Karen didn't move, as if he didn't hear the threat at all, "I just want to get to know each other simply."

"No, I won't tell you. When you see it, you will feel what despair is." Vuitton smiled happily, like a little girl who received a precious gift.

"Do you know what I'm reading?" Karen suddenly changed the subject.

"I don't care what your book is. In short, your disaster is coming." Vuitton replied unceremoniously: "I will not retaliate against you, I will only let you feel what is the real horror."

Karen didn't move, just quietly opened the first page of the book, and read aloud softly: "Necromancers walk between death and life, standing in the gap between soul and body, 'Cameron's Soul Detection' It will take you into the most mysterious realm of living souls, and help you learn how to use the most unique soul-searching method in necromancy to capture the secrets you want."

Turning a page, he continued: "Catalogue, Chapter 1, What is the soul? Chapter 2, How to capture the opportunity from the opponent's fear. Chapter 3, The origin of the soul vibration. Chapter 4, The soul explores the reflector Adverse reactions to…”

At some point, Vuitton's forehead was already dripping with sweat. Every time Karen uttered a sentence, she seemed to be walking around in hell. When she had an adverse reaction, she felt that there were two ghost hands behind her , It's like pulling out the soul.

Necromancer!

This is the most terrifying profession in the world. It is said that what they like to do most is to confine the souls of the dead and use all kinds of torture.

He actually forgot Karen Heise's real identity, looking at the black parchment scroll in the other party's hand, he felt that it was a book of death that harvested souls, and a fear deep in his heart arose spontaneously, his body trembling He trembled loudly.

"Stop reading!"

Weedon roared, his two scarlet pupils stared at the figure on the bed, and he felt a trace of black air floating above the other's head.

In a vain manner, she seemed to be wearing a black robe, without a face, without pupils, but with a sickle in her hand.

grim Reaper!

The legendary god who controls death,

The core deity of the Necromancer.

Vuitton suddenly felt that the black sickle was going to take away his soul, "No, no, don't!" He yelled a few times tremblingly, stood up suddenly and rushed towards the bed, "Devil, I want to kill you!" You devil! Go to hell! Die!"

But just halfway through the dash, he suddenly felt a rope tightly wrapped around his neck, pulling it back, and the moment he turned around, he froze.

"Sacrifice...sacrifice...the Priest of the God of War?"

At some point, Campas, the priest of the God of War, appeared behind him, and it was Campas' palm that strangled his neck. At this time, Campas looked like he hated iron and steel, raised his hand, and slapped him directly. On Vuitton's face.

Snapped!

The whole person flew out, hit the wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground and couldn't move a bit, it took a while to recover, and the moment he raised his head, that half of his cheek was already swollen into a peach shape.

Looking at everything in front of him, not far away from the bed, Karen was still holding the black book calmly. There is no death. Not far from the door is Campas, the supreme existence of the orcs.

"Is it dead? Get out of here!"

Campas' cry brought Weiden back to his senses in an instant, and regardless of the pain in his chest and abdomen, Lisuo stood up and walked to Campas' side, not daring to make any more movements.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for Karen who still thought you were useful, the hyenas on the ice field would have eaten you long ago. No matter how big or small you are, you would dare to leave the orc clan casually without looking at your own weight. Qatar Is it something you can provoke?" Campas raised his hand and wanted to slap again, but seeing the blood on the corners of the orc junior's mouth and swollen cheeks, no matter how hard his heart was, he couldn't do it anymore. Neng sighed secretly, "You haven't told me everything you know about Qatar, why, don't you want me to interrogate you sentence by sentence?"

"Yes, yes, High Priest." Weiden said in horror: "Actually, I don't know much. Qatar only took me to the reformatory for the dead to transform my arm. I was surrounded by dark rocks, and I couldn't see anything at all. , I heard some weird screams, quite scary, and I don’t know anything else.”

"What happened to the Temple of Light, how do you know the exact location?" Campas asked.

"It was by chance. At that time, I wanted to visit Qatar, and he happened to be engaged in the human race, so I went around the castle, but who knows, I entered a secret room for no reason. There was a scroll and a book page in the secret room. There is also a map, I thought it was a treasure at the time, so I withheld these things privately." Wei Deng said quickly.

"What scroll pages, talk about it carefully." Campas reprimanded.

"The scroll is a diagram of a heptagram. There are seven dots marked on it. I don't know what it is. As for the page, it is dark. There is a white bone drawn on it, like a knee. The specifics are not I don’t know, as for the last map, it’s the four areas on the wasteland, I only opened the Temple of Light, and I don’t know what the remaining three areas are for now.”

Karen sat up suddenly, and hurriedly asked, "What exactly is the black page? Is it completely black, as if ink has been splashed on it, with tooth patterns on it, and it feels rusty to the touch, like sand and stones. Induction has a strong spirit of undead."

Karen speculates that it is the page of the dead. According to Vuitton's description, it is very similar to the page of the dead carrying the "boiling sea of ​​corpses" in his hand.

The power of boiling corpses is obvious to all. With this page of the undead, he can even slaughter a city-state alone. Now, if he wants to improve his control over the undead through meditation, it will take at least one or two years for qualitative changes. Obtaining a page of the undead, his ability will at least rise by a big step.

Whedon thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "No, I don't feel the spirit of the undead, and I don't have the rustling feeling you mentioned, but there is a carving in the shape of a kneecap on it. As for the color, it is taupe. Taupe like a cinder mine."

Karen couldn't help but frowned. Could it be that he was thinking too much? It's true when he thinks about it. The page of the undead is the world's elite level necromancer doing his best to integrate the most proud spells in his life into a single page. Who would be so stupid? For such a thankless thing, he was considered very lucky to be able to get one.

But he was still a little unwilling, "Where is that page?"

"I hid it in a demon research institute in Desa City."

Campas on one side glared angrily, "Where is the specific place, when is it, and you are still hesitating, now is your chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds, otherwise, even if your uncle is behind you, I can't protect you."

After such a threat, Vuitton immediately said, "Under the counter of a grocery store called Gold Silk, as long as you get into the counter, you can enter the teleportation array, which is very hidden."

Karen nodded, and asked Louis outside the door to bring the things over. You can only know if it is the page of the dead or not.

"Wuiden, do you know anything else about Qatar?"

Wei Deng shook his head, "I don't know, Qatar usually doesn't meet me, but I know that he cares about you very much. I have seen your portraits in the hall, and there are all portraits hanging there. Every portrait It seems to be quite special." It seems to have thought of something, "By the way, there is also your Priest of the God of War."

Turning around and looking at Campas, he was stunned.

Wherever he looked, he couldn't find the majestic figure of the Priest of the God of War. There was nothing but a pile of lush flowers and plants in the distance.

"High Priest! High Priest! High Priest!"

Weideng shouted in panic, like a drowning old man, trying his best to save him.

"It is said in the book that when a person is most vulnerable and angry, it is the best opportunity to connect with the soul. Although Cameron's Soul Detection Handbook is not a secret treasure of the soul, it uses emotions to create spiritual illusions. It’s kind of unique.”

Karen's voice appeared behind Karen like a nightmare. This Rhine, who was already embracing death, broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, turned around slowly, and stared at Karen who hadn't moved halfway on the bed. , teeth grinding, "You're the one playing tricks!"

Karen raised the gray leather book in her hand, "It's exactly."

"You bastard!"

Vuitton lifted up suddenly, the air between the soles of his feet surged, and the air buzzed like a vortex. It seemed extremely slow, but in fact it was exceeding the extreme speed. He kicked Karen directly in the face, trying to Karen is a one-hit kill.

Rhine's innate ability to overdraw his life!

Lion trampled!

With one kick, even the world's elite will be seriously injured if they are not careful.