Necromancer Doomsday Walk

745 Grimoire has spirit

Finally, the thick dark clouds that had shrouded the earth all year round and had never changed were torn apart by an invisible force. The sky was torn apart, and a long-lost light shone in and shone on the earth.

, shining on everyone.

"Yangguan..."

"It's Yangguan..."

"I haven't felt the warmth of the sun for several years..."

Excitement and excitement are the main themes at this time.

Since the arrival of the devil, the sky has been shrouded in thick dark clouds, and as time goes by, as the devilish energy becomes more and more intense, the dark clouds in the sky become thicker and thicker.

The layers of superposition were unshakable, and no one had any hope, nor did they dare to hope for the sunshine that was completely blocked.

But at this time, the warmth of the sun appeared again, shining on people again, making them first surprised and then ecstatic.

This kind of excitement is like a farmer who has been in drought for three years and suddenly encounters the rain. The joy can no longer be described in words.

Even Tang Fan was extremely excited at this moment.

"It's been several years. The smell of the sun, this familiar warmth..."

Tang Fan opened his hands, making a gesture of embracing the sky, embracing the falling sunshine, as if he wanted to embrace it in his arms.

It has been several years. I have not seen or bathed in sunlight for several years.

It's hard to imagine how people have survived without sunlight all these years.

After a few minutes, the joy in Tang Fan's heart gradually calmed down, but more doubts came to his mind.

"It was obviously blocked by thick dark clouds, but why is there suddenly sunshine now?"

"How do these changes relate to the previous mutations?"

All kinds of questions lingered in his mind, making Tang Fan feel foggy. He felt as if he had fallen into a maze of thinking. When he went in, he found that there were more and more questions that could not be solved, and they became even more messy.

"No, I can't continue thinking, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."

Feeling that his brain was getting more and more confused and the fluctuations in his mental power began to become abnormal, Tang Fan quickly stopped thinking about the problem and his face turned a little pale.

All mysteries have no solution.

After Tang Fan made some adjustments, the fluctuations in his mental power returned to normal, and then Tang Fan dispersed his mental power.

Tang Fan condensed his mental power into a bundle. In this way, he could minimize the consumption of mental power and spread his mental power to farther places.

And Tang Fan's goal is the sky.

The mental power is like an invisible sword, constantly flying upwards.

However, the sky where the dark clouds disappeared seemed to have been released from prison. Tang Fan's mental power continued to spread until it reached its limit without detecting any abnormalities.

Involuntarily, Tang Fan made a thought and flew upward into the sky.

But suddenly his whole body shook, and then he slowly flew up.

"What's going on? Why does flying become so strenuous?" Tang Fan secretly wondered.

Originally, flying was a very simple thing for him before. As long as he thought about it, he would immediately fly up, very fast and easily.

However, now, although his thoughts moved and flew, Tang Fan felt a strong resistance, as if the gravity of the earth's center suddenly increased ten or dozens of times, sucking him firmly, making him

He had to use more strength to resist this attractive force and fly into the air.

Tang Fan calculated silently and immediately discovered that his flight consumption was about ten times greater than before.

"I am currently at the pseudo-legendary level, and it is so difficult to fly. So, if a professional who has not yet reached the pseudo-legendary level wants to fly, wouldn't it be even more difficult? Maybe even flying is difficult to do?"

For a moment, there were more doubts, but Tang Fan quickly put these doubts aside, not daring to think further, lest he disturb himself.

He controlled it wholeheartedly and kept flying up. When he reached a height of about 100 meters, Tang Fan felt that the pulling force coming from below had become very powerful and it was difficult to offset it.

Tang Fan looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowed, but he felt very unwilling in his heart.

In the past, you could easily fly to a height of hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters. But now, when you fly to a height of about a hundred meters, you immediately find it difficult to fly higher, as if an invisible barrier is blocking you.

I can't break through and fly.

After trying it out, Tang Fan found that he could continue to fly upwards, but at most he could only fly up to about ten meters again, and the distance of ten meters would require him to consume more strength, which was very uncomfortable.

worth.

As a last resort, Tang Fan was forced to land with strong reluctance.

Because, even when he was staying at a height of 100 meters, Tang Fan felt that his power was being consumed very quickly.

"It seems that the earth has really undergone a change that I don't know about." Tang Fan sighed and said secretly: "I don't know whether this change is good or bad. Maybe it is.

It may be good or it may be bad, but it should all have its reasons and effects.”

"Perhaps, it can also be regarded as an opportunity."

"If I can find that change, then maybe I can gain something from it."

Tang Fan was unwilling to be depressed and started to think.

"As expected of my master, I will not be discouraged by such changes beyond my control."

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded deep in Tang Fan's soul, which instantly shocked Tang Fan, and then shocked him.

"Who is speaking?"

Tang Fan quickly silenced his consciousness and entered his soul, shouted low, and asked.

In the feeling, those things that he had communicated with that could be called his master did not belong to this voice. This voice not only made Tang Fan feel strange, but also made Tang Fan feel a little weird.

"Jiejiejiejie...guess who I am?"

The voice sounded again, but instead of answering Tang Fan's words, it asked Tang Fan a question that almost made him vomit blood.

"Stop pretending." Tang Fan frowned slightly, he didn't like this feeling, as if he was being teased.

"Jiejiejiejie, I have been following you for several years. I have not only given you inheritance, but also given you abilities. I will help you every time you are in crisis, and I have also allowed you to gain huge benefits. And now, you,

He even asked me who I was, jiejiejiejiejie..."

"Are you..."

Tang Fan's eyes widened, and he suddenly thought of a possibility: "You are the Grimoire of the Undead!"

"Jiejiejiejie...I am the spirit of the grimoire!"