Necromancer Doomsday Walk

284 Communication Magic Book

"No, we can't continue like this. I have to find a way to kill the zombie lord, otherwise..."

Staring at the zombie lord's fists constantly hitting the golden light in front of him, Tang Fan's eyes burst out with sharp light, his mind raced, and he kept thinking of various ways.

"No...this won't work either..."

After thinking about it, Tang Fan was troubled. The skills he had mastered were at the elementary level at most, and could not hurt the zombie lord at all. Sadly, he did not have a killing move, even if he had to pay some price to use it.

The killing move is fine too, at least it can kill the zombie lord.

After thinking about it, Tang Fan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the Grimoire of the Undead.

"You are the only one left. I hope you won't let me down this time." After muttering to himself, Tang Fan placed his hope on the Grimoire of the Undead.

All he has to do is to communicate with the Grimoire of the Undead and use the power of the Grimoire to kill the zombie lord.

However, Tang Fan didn't know whether he could succeed.

This is the first time so far that he has taken the initiative to communicate with the Grimoire of the Undead. The result is unknown.

Staring at the Grimoire of the Undead above, Tang Fan's spiritual power spread quickly, condensed into a stream, and rushed towards the Grimoire of the Undead.

Without any hindrance, Tang Fan's mental power easily poured into it as soon as it came into contact with the Grimoire of the Undead.

Immediately, a strange feeling came to my heart.

Tang Fan seemed to have lost the restraints of his body, his spirit became extremely relaxed, and he was soaring freely in the void, doing whatever he wanted.

This feeling was so wonderful that Tang Fan was deeply intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Tang Fan's mental power condensed in the void and turned into an entity, which was clearer and more textured than what he saw last time.

"This is the space inside the grimoire, right?" Tang Fan raised his eyes, looked around, and said to himself.

As soon as he saw it, there was a dark void, as if he couldn't see his fingers. It was soundless, dark and quiet, but Tang Fan felt a sense of peace of mind, as if this was the world he was familiar with.

After looking around, Tang Fan didn't find anything and couldn't help but ponder.

"Since this is the inner space of the Grimoire of the Undead, it won't exclude me. Then I should be able to find some mysteries of the Grimoire of the Dead here. I must find it no matter what, otherwise, there will be nothing I can do to the zombie.

Lord, in the long run, the situation will be very unfavorable to us."

Thinking like this, it was inevitable that he felt a little anxious. Tang Fan quickly sent out his mental power to touch the void, and gradually spread, spreading more and more, covering a wider area.

As his mental power spread, Tang Fan had a strange feeling, as if he was touching the edge of the void. The soft but erratic touch seemed to be both illusory and real.

Bang bang...

Tang Fan was startled for a moment, as if he heard the beating of his heart.

But Tang Fan knew very well that at this time, he was just an energy body formed by condensing mental power. He did not have blood, heart, etc. like a physical body at all. Therefore, this faint heart beating sound was not his at all.

of.

Then, there is only one explanation. This vague heart beating sound comes from this void, or in other words, it is the beating that belongs to the Grimoire of the Undead.

This discovery immediately made Tang Fan excited. Tang Fan believed that this was not an illusion. Since it was not an illusion, it meant that the Grimoire of the Undead was like a living being. Since it was a living being, it could communicate with it.

Increasing the output of his mental power, Tang Fan's body, where his mental power was condensed, was gradually becoming thinner as the mental power quickly flowed out. But Tang Fan didn't care. This change was not his mental power.

It's disappearing, but spreading.

The body becomes lighter and lighter, the spirit spreads out more and more, covering wider and wider, and the feeling of touching something becomes clearer and clearer.

Outside, the Grimoire of the Dead still sheds a golden light. This time, it is no longer stationary as before, but washes down like water, forming a flowing trend.

After flowing to the ground, it seems to have penetrated into the ground, but in fact it turns around and washes upward again from the inside.

Such a cycle gives the already tough golden light an extra kind of unloading force.

The zombie lord's fists, filled with violent power, continuously hit the golden light, making a series of dull sounds.

Originally, when the talent skill: Violent and Bloodthirsty was turned on, one punch almost completely destroyed the protection of the golden light. But now, after the golden light is replenished and flowing, the zombie lord's fists can no longer defeat it.

It's shot away.

Time and time again, the Zombie Lord seemed to be unaware of fatigue. He bombarded him with countless punches. Each punch was so fierce and powerful. Qin Taisheng's eyes were straightened with incomparable envy.

This is what he pursues. Unparalleled strength, a body that never gets tired, and a natural fighting machine.

The zombie lord didn't know that Qin Taisheng was extremely envious of its powerful body at this moment.

At this time, the zombie lord was extremely angry and attacked continuously. This high-intensity attack was nothing to its powerful body, but such continuous attacks could not do anything to this layer of golden light.

Make it extremely angry.

"The Grimoire of the Undead...the Grimoire of the Undead...I must get you and absorb your power. As long as I get your power, I can..." The zombie lord was roaring in his heart.

He punched again, this time, a ball of pale flame suddenly appeared on his fist: corpse fire.

As soon as the corpse fire appeared, the surrounding air suddenly became cold, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot. Even though they were far apart, Qin Taisheng and Qin Bingxin were still trembling, and the coldness spread to their bodies.

"Break it for me!"

The Zombie Lord punched the golden light, wrapped in the zombie fire.

Bang……

A louder sound rang out, and the strong wind swept away. It was so powerful and terrifying that it roared like a hurricane, and the floor was scratched with traces.

The corpse fire combined with the power of a punch directly bombarded the golden light. In an instant, the flow of golden light suddenly stopped and stopped.

The golden light on the front swayed slightly, and suddenly became much dimmer.

The zombie lord outputted a large amount of energy, and the zombie fire suddenly became more powerful, burning on the golden light and making bursts of bursting sounds.

The golden light is getting dimmer and dimmer. Under the corpse fire, it is being worn away and reduced little by little, but the Grimoire of the Undead has not been replenished.