My Cell Prison

Although Han Dong was surprised by the sight in front of him, he was also wary of the woman behind him...or rather, the magic eye was locked on the opponent the whole time.

If this woman shows any hostility, or has any suspicious behavior, Han Dong will consider it as soon as possible.

After all, women also exude an aura equivalent to ‘king’.

According to her appearance, appearance and high rate of bone transformation,

It is easy to infer that this woman should be the real master of the frozen ground, a certain leader of the Vodas clan in the past.

When you come to the deepest layer of the frozen earth temple, the [Sacred Book Room] where the dead pages are located.

The woman did not act suspiciously,

It's just that the bulging belly becomes higher, and the cry of the children from the inside becomes louder, it seems that they are hungry...Of course, the target for the children to eat is not Han Dong, but the bone marrow fluid here.

After further confirming that the other party did not frame his own mind, Han Dong raised questions.

"You build a'lighthouse' on the surface of frozen soil,

Only my necromantic eye can catch the light emitted by the lighthouse... The purpose is to attract, like me, individuals who truly master the "Book of the Necropolis" come here?

After all, more than half of the broken pages are scattered in the broken dimension,

If there are individuals who can truly practice "Book of the Necronomicon", they will go deep into the dimension to find other broken pages, and sooner or later they will find you here. "

"It's not."

"Huh? Isn't it?" Han Dong scratched his head, never expecting that his inference would be wrong.

The woman comforted the child while explaining the role of the lighthouse to Han Dong.

"Attracting'true disciples' like you is just a secondary purpose of building a lighthouse.

After all, the "Book of Necro" has existed at the same time since the birth of the alien, and there has never been a "true apprentice" who can control this book.

Neither us nor this broken page hopes for the arrival of the'true disciples'.

The main goal of the construction is to illuminate a correct path to the world of strange monsters, and it is precisely what asks us to build a lighthouse..."

After all, the woman raised her finger to the broken page between the containers.

Han Dong asked with a puzzled look: "The lighthouse was not built out of your own will, but a request for broken pages?"

At this time, the woman pressed her right arm against the bone wall again...a wave of ripples spread out, seeming to be sensing something.

"The group of invaders haven't noticed the strangeness. They don't seem to know the existence of the magic book, they just come here to ‘explore’ and ‘gather information’.

In this case, we still have time.

Next, let me briefly describe the ‘tragedy’ that happened to our family... Please listen carefully to Mr. Faceless. This story should be helpful to you as a ‘true disciple’.

For me, it is also an alternative last word. "

Although Han Dong wanted to take the broken page and leave,

But there is no excuse for such a scene. Since the information a woman said may be useful, it doesn't matter if you listen to it.

"Good!" Han Dong pretended to listen carefully.

"You should be very clear that the terrifying boundary and crevices of our universe caused by human beings...This piece of frozen soil controlled by me connects the entire planet and is sucked into the [Broken Dimension].

The moment it fell into it, the planet was dismantled, and nearly 80% of the individuals died.

As accidental survivors, we, the Vodas tribe, followed the broken permafrost continent and continued to wander between dimensions, watching the continent being demolished a little bit, and we could only hide in the bunker and wait for death.

However, death has not come yet.

Instead, an irresistible ‘whispering’ is heard in our brains, and it seems that there is something more important than our lives falling on.

Everyone walked out of the bunker unanimously and gathered towards the center.

I saw the fragments of the broken pages scattered among the frozen soil. It is precisely because the remaining pages fell here that the entire frozen soil could drift stably between the dimensions.

At that time, we all thought that this came from the blessings of Zhongbei and the old kings...but we couldn't think that this was the beginning of the nightmare and pain.

On the first night of contact with the broken pages, 60% of the tribe lost their fundamental sense and died fighting for the broken pages.

The survivors are also undergoing a ‘dead transformation’ quietly, bone slowly becoming the most important part of the body...As the transformation progresses, we begin to no longer depend on the extreme cold, and can even move at room temperature.

Since this is only part of the torn page,

We don't have the "Pre-Book" as the basic support, we can't practice at all, and we can only passively accept such changes.

As everyone knows, we are gradually becoming a necromancer, and we can even slowly hear the ‘thinking commands’ from the broken pages. "

Han Dong also raised a question at this time: "Weird... The lifespan of the Transformers affected by the "Book of the Necropolis" should be very short, right? How can you survive such a long time."

"do not know.

Perhaps what we encountered was not the entire book, but a part of the broken pages related to ‘bone’.

Or maybe, this torn page doesn't want us to die so soon...Because we have to help [it] to return to the original world. "

"Huh? With the help of you, return to the world of strange demons?"

"Yes... In almost endless years, we have no time concept.

We have been remodeling this continent in accordance with the requirements of the broken pages.

The current degree of completion has reached 83%. Just one step further, the entire continent can move normally between the broken dimensions, and with the positioning of the lighthouse, it can return to the original world. "

Han Dong showed a suddenly open expression:

"Unexpectedly, the broken pages that have been split apart have self-awareness...to enslave you, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com deliberately retains your consciousness and prolongs your life, and even provides you with fertility and creative functions.

In essence, I want to treat you as workers and work endlessly, one day you can return to the original world and rebuild the complete "Book of the Dead."

really interesting!

No wonder so many giant bone pillars resembling ‘legs’ have grown at the bottom of the continent. Once completed, this continent should be able to ‘walk’ between broken dimensions.

In this way, the rest of the dead pages wandering between dimensions should also return to S-01 through various methods... This information is very important, thank you.

what about now? "

The woman gave a relieved smile,

"Now... we can get rid of it in advance.

The ultimate goal of the broken pages to return to the original world is to rebuild the "Book of the Necropolis".

Now that a ‘true disciple’ like you comes here, this process can be omitted.

Thank you for coming,

Take it and get out of here~

As for the group of intruders with unknown origins, we will do our best to hold them back and die with them as much as possible. "

"Um."

Han Dong didn't say much,

He could see that what this woman desires most is to free herself from the restrictions of slavery and seek true death.

Puff!

Han Dong jumped and jumped into the tank filled with fluid bone.

There is no need for Han Dong to collect one by one. When he falls into it, all the broken pages will automatically gather to him.

It is automatically attached after the "Pre-roll".

"Book of Necromancers-Bone Part" has been included

At the same time, Han Dong, who was immersed in the tank, did not immediately escape.

Guru Guru ~ Bubbles floating up

The essence of bone, which has been saved for so many years, is sticking to the surface of Han Dong's skin, flowing into the body along the pores.