Necromancer Doomsday Walk

2 Grimoire of the Dead()

In the vast night sky, the darkness was deep and mysterious. Suddenly, ripples appeared, forming a vortex in circles, slowly elongating and turning into a vortex channel.

This passage is like a black hole, as if connected to another world, and the air is as cold as a ghost. If anyone sees it at this time, they will definitely scream loudly, because from inside the dark and deep seemingly endless whirlpool passage,

Suddenly something flew out.

This thing was like a meteor, falling quickly. Because of the speed, the friction with the atmosphere formed a layer of airflow outside the thing. The strange thing was that it didn't make any sound.

The air flow is black, almost like night, so even if you look, it is difficult to see the thing.

I don't know if it was luck or misfortune, but this thing fell towards Tang Fan's forehead, making a vertical straight line.

After sighing with emotion, Tang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. It wasn't that he discovered anything, but it was just a subconscious action.

"ah……"

With a scream, Tang Fan fell to the side and passed out.

A blood hole was opened in his forehead, and blood flowed out. The thing fell on Tang Fan's forehead, revealing its prototype. It seemed to be a piece of metal.

The blood flowed onto the metal, and a strange scene happened. The metal was like a sponge, absorbing all of Tang Fan's blood without any of it falling to the ground.

Then, there was a buzzing sound, and a layer of gray light emitted from the metal. The whole piece of metal flew up, suspended in the sky above Tang Fan's body, and flipped through the metal. It turned out that the metal was actually a book.

Gray light fell, covering Tang Fan's entire body. The gray light continued to seep into Tang Fan's body, and a horrifying scene followed.

Under the gray light, Tang Fan's appearance changed drastically. His black hair looked like weeds that had lost their moisture, becoming dry and as if they would shatter at the slightest touch.

The skin gradually lost its luster, became wrinkled and shriveled little by little, and the face quickly aged. The originally smooth skin shriveled up like withered old tree bark in just a few dozen seconds. The eye sockets and cheeks were sunken, and the cheekbones were sunken.

The bones protruded, leaving only a piece of shriveled and wrinkled skin wrapping the skull.

Not only the head, but also the limbs of the body. The hands exposed outside the clothes were as skinny as bird claws, and the finger joints were seriously protruding.

At this time, Tang Fan was like a piece of old skin wrapped in bones, extremely terrifying, enough to scare the faint of heart to death.

The gray light did not stop because of Tang Fan's changes. The light shone on his body, penetrated through the clothes, along the pores of his skin, and penetrated into his body.

If he could look inside Tang Fan's body, he would definitely see thin threads of gray air flowing rapidly towards his chest.

Wherever it passed, all the muscles lost water, the blood seemed to have dried up, the bones became gray and full of holes, and there was a serious lack of calcium, and the internal organs continued to shrink, as if they had been left in the scorching sun for ten days and nights.

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It can be said that Tang Fan is on the verge of death at this time, and only his extremely weak breath proves that he still has a glimmer of hope. If it were not for the solid foundation laid by soaking in concoctions and exercising since he was a child, his physique would be worse than

The average person is much stronger and will definitely not be able to hold on for long.

However, if this situation continues, Tang Fan will die in less than a minute, and his death will be unknown, and then become another new thing on Linjiang City's news program tomorrow night, and become another topic of conversation for people after dinner.

Within the body, the gray air flow was all-encompassing and gathered at the Tanzhong point on the chest, gradually forming a nebula-like vortex. More and more gray air flow was sucked into the gray nebula vortex, and the speed became faster and faster.

Tang Fan's breathing weakened again, and he was only one step away from falling into complete death.

At this time, the gray light completely submerged into Tang Fan's body like running water, and the book fell automatically, rolling to the side without moving.

Losing the envelope of gray light, all the gray airflow in his body was absorbed by the nebula vortex in his middle Dantian. Tang Fan's breathing gradually returned to normal. Although it was very slow, he was escaping from the edge of death step by step.

The nebula vortex continued to rotate, and a group of white air currents was entrenched in Tang Fan's lower dantian. The originally motionless air current seemed to sense Tang Fan's crisis at this time, and suddenly threw out a few. These air currents flew past quickly.

Tang Fan's internal organs, bones, muscles and even skin.

Then, the internal organs, skeletal muscles, and even skin came back to life bit by bit. The internal organs were like the land that had been dry for three years was hit by sweet rain. The holes in the bones quickly disappeared, and the muscles and skin gradually regained their fullness.

The wound on the forehead was slowly squirming, as if there were countless bugs inside, and it looked disgusting. However, in just a few minutes, the wound on the forehead was completely healed, becoming smooth and invisible.

Show any signs of injury.

The hair that looked like withered weeds has regained its black luster and looks even more vibrant than before.

Tang Fan's breathing returned to steady, like a person who was sleeping soundly. He seemed to have had some sweet dreams. He scratched his hair, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Maybe he felt something was wrong when he turned over. Tang Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and then stood up quickly. His movements were quick and agile, even more agile than in martial arts action movies.

However, Tang Fan didn't notice that his skills seemed to be more agile than before.

"Who dares to hit me with something? Haha, it's such a heavy thing. Don't you know that if you hit it directly, you will die?" Tang Fan cursed, grabbed the book at his feet, and started to take it.

It sank, causing Tang Fan to curse again: "Damn bastard, if you let me know who hit me with this thing, I will have to skin you."

After a few curses and no one responded, Tang Fan felt bored and simply shut up, grabbing the heavy thing and returning to the house.

"The Grimoire of the Dead? What the hell."

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Fan held the book that hit his head with both hands. The entire book was gray, 16 pages long, as thick as a modern Chinese dictionary, and weighed more than five kilograms. The cover seemed to be made of some kind of metal.

It's done, dull and dull.

There are four big characters on the cover, which are very weird. They feel like symbols and are completely incomprehensible.

But what's even more strange is that even though I can't understand what the words are, I understand the meaning of those four words: Grimoire of the Undead.

When his fingers touched the cover, there was a feeling of coldness on the tentacles, which made Tang Fan couldn't help but shiver.

Just open the book, the first page is the table of contents.

"Hell Demon Chapter...Summoning Chapter...Poison and Bones Chapter...Curse Chapter...Magic Items Chapter...Pharmaceutical Chapter...Magic Array Chapter, uh, what on earth is this?" The more Tang Fan looked at it, the more confused he became.

, I obviously can’t understand those twisted words at all, but I understand what they mean in my heart.

"Hell Demon Chapter..." Tang Fan turned the page again, and what came into view were a few large characters. After turning another page, there was a twisted text: "The Hell Demon Clan is an extremely aggressive and destructive group.

Race……"

The general meaning of this paragraph is that the hell demon race is a race with a long life. For them, thousands of years are no different from a snap of the fingers. Therefore, in the long time, the demons are always

Find something to do.

The aggression and destructiveness in their bones make these demons keen to invade other planes, occupy them, enslave the creatures on the planes, and expand their territories. So far, there are thousands of planes in continuous existence.

Under the attack of hell demons, it was successfully occupied.

Whenever the hell demons target a plane, they will first create some surprises. The most common method is to fall meteorites and invade the target plane first with the unique aura of hell.

Only when the concentration of demonic energy reaches a certain level and the projection of demons suitable for hell arrives, the demons will invade in large numbers. Usually, this period of time is about thirty days.

"Thirty days, that is, one month. If that meteor shower is the so-called meteor shower caused by the devil from hell, then the time when the devil from hell comes is...the eighth day from now!" Tang Fan was suddenly shocked.

Then he patted his head and showed a wry smile: "It seems there are too many strange things. Even I think the end of the world is coming."

Indeed, even though this so-called Grimoire of the Undead was very strange, and even though weird things had happened frequently in the past month, Tang Fan still couldn't accept it if he wanted to believe that it was a precursor to the invasion of demons from hell.

After all, the education he had received since he was a child was science, gods, demons, monsters, etc., which were all fiction. He had this concept for more than twenty years, and suddenly a book told him that demons from hell were about to invade. How could he believe it?

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Perhaps out of boredom or not knowing exactly why, Tang Fan opened the book again and continued reading.