Necromancer Doomsday Walk

23 Huge Blood Lake

The bloody vortex disappeared, and thick lead clouds filled in like a tide. Soon, the sky once again returned to its original low and depressed look, as if everything just now was an illusion, just a nightmare.

Tang Fan stared at the sky blankly, all the changes were reflected in his eyes, making his mind confused and his eyes dull.

What just happened?

The terrifying hand of the devil with destruction and death? And the sacred angelic shadow with terrifying power?

Is everything in this world in chaos?

Actions must have a purpose.

What is the purpose of the devil's hand breaking the limitations of space and coming to the earth?

Do you want to wreak havoc here and destroy the earth? Or do you want to scare the humans on the earth? Or is it just to leave that drop of dark red blood?

Is the appearance of the angel's phantom to prevent the destruction by the devil's hand? This can be explained and makes sense. After all, in myths and legends, angels and demons have always been opposites, and they are equally powerful.

But in the end, what is that ball of light flying to the west released by the angel's shadow? What is its purpose? Does it want humans to resist the devil? Or does it make the world more chaotic?

Tang Fan suddenly realized that his brain was not strong enough, just like an ant cannot understand human thoughts. At this time, compared with the demon's hand or the angel's shadow, he was an ant-like existence.

The demon's hand and the angel's shadow disappeared, and the golden light of the Grimoire of the Undead was restrained and fell. Tang Fan subconsciously reached out to catch it, but in his mind he recalled the glimpse of the angel's shadow before it left. His gaze penetrated the space like an aurora and fell.

on oneself.

Although it was only for a moment, a pressure came over him, making Tang Fan freeze up and not dare to move at all.

Tang Fan always felt that his secret seemed to be invisible under the glance of the angel's shadow.

If the angel's shadow has seen through his own secret, then has the owner of the Demon's Hand also seen through his own secret?

For some reason, Tang Fan always had this weird feeling in his heart, which made him feel in crisis for no reason.

Put away the Grimoire of the Dead. Since you don't understand it, don't think about it too much. It will only increase your worries.

Soldiers come to block the water and the earth covers the ground. The most important thing is to improve your level, master more magic skills, and have stronger strength. Only in this way can you survive better and cope with all dangers better.

The holy light group flew to the west at high speed, leaving a faint milky white trace in the void like a meteor, slowly dissipating like the tail left by a jet plane.

I don't know how far it flew. Suddenly, the entire holy light group trembled violently, expanded instantly, and then exploded, turning into countless milky white light spots, different in size, shooting in different directions, like an aurora.

Blink and disappear.

A huge drop of dark red blood fell from the wound opened by the Holy Light Cross Slash on the Demon God's hand, falling straight into the giant palm print.

There was a loud ticking sound, and countless blood splashed, flying high, crossing arcs one after another, falling again, splashing again and falling again. This cycle was repeated several times, and finally returned to calm, with only circles of seemingly endless ripples slowly

Spread out.

Finally, all the ripples dispersed and everything became silent.

This drop of dark red blood was incredibly large. After it melted, it actually filled up the entire giant palm print, turning the giant palm print, which was dozens of meters deep and larger than the entire Linjiang City, into a bloody lake.

The viscous lake water not only filled the entire giant palm print, but also flowed along the countless wide twisted ravines around the giant palm print, forming blood-colored tributaries.

In the blink of an eye, a strange giant lake took shape.

Clouds of blood-red smoke rose up from the blood-colored lake. In an instant, the sky above the blood-colored lake was filled with a faint layer of blood-red, adding a sense of mystery to the strangeness.

Rustling, I don’t know how long it took, and a strange sound spread.

I saw a black shadow emerging from under a rock a few hundred meters away from the bloody lake, and quickly headed towards the bloody lake.

It was a demonized scorpion that had been eroded by demonic energy. It was almost one meter long. Its armor was black and shiny and extremely hard. It had two huge pincers and a tail with a high barb. It was very ferocious.

Eight shiny black and powerful legs paddled rapidly like oars, leaving a line of traces on the ground, and rushed toward the bloody lake at extremely fast speeds.

Two pliers so huge they could cut steel were waving gently, as if they were about to attack at any moment.

After a while, the demonized scorpion rushed to the edge of the bloody lake, seemed to hesitate for a while, then put its head on the thick blood and took a sip.

Immediately, the whole body of the demonized scorpion began to shake violently, as if something had been violently punched into the body. The blackness of the hard shell was filled with a layer of red, but after a moment, this pitch-black demonized scorpion,

It turned into a red scorpion, like a cooked prawn.

The sharp sound came out, and the demonized scorpion seemed to be suffering from severe pain. The thick blood he drank in his stomach melted, and waves of terrifying power hit his body.

Suddenly, the whole body of the demonized scorpion swelled up like a balloon. With a loud bang, the whole body exploded like dynamite. The flesh and blood turned into pieces and splashed, part of it flew far away, and part of it fell into the lake.

There were bursts of chirping noises, which gradually sank.

This demonized scorpion couldn't bear the power in the blood and exploded.

Countless pieces of scorpion flesh and blood were scattered on the surrounding ground.

One of them was a bulging earth bag, with the demonized scorpion's flesh and blood falling down. The earth bag moved. A few ants the size of fingernails and all in pitch black came out of the gap in the earth bag. Their tentacles touched their foreheads lightly.

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After a while, more ants appeared, densely packed, covering the scorpion's flesh and blood, and began to chew on it.

Along with the minced flesh and blood of the demonized scorpions scattered not far around, they were also surrounded by the ants and ate them one by one. Wherever the ants passed, the minced flesh and blood of the demonized scorpions were devoured cleanly.

These ants, which have been eroded by the demonic energy and have been initially demonized, are larger than ordinary ants, and have sharper teeth than ordinary ants. Their gnawing ability has been strengthened many times.

After eating the minced flesh and blood of the demonized scorpions, each of these ants turned from dark to scarlet, as if a large amount of blood had been injected into them, and they were as dazzling as rubies.

The demonized ants were extremely excited and quickly rushed further away, looking for minced flesh and blood to continue to gnaw. Some of them bit each other and gnawed at each other's minced flesh and blood, seeming to become crazy.

A terrible mutation is beginning among the ants, and a new crisis is about to emerge.