Necromancer Doomsday Walk

6 Bottomless pit

"The Lost Compass?"

Looking at the silver-gray compass in his hand, Tang Fan became even more confused.

First of all, it is said in the attribute that after being filled with energy, incredible things will happen. I don’t know exactly what it means.

Well, if you only need to fill it with energy to know what will happen, then the second question is, what quality of magic item is the Mysterious Compass?

In terms of attributes, there is nothing about quality at all, nor any additional attribute values.

Weird, really weird.

Tang Fan originally estimated that this might be another piece of gold-quality equipment, but he didn't expect that after using the precious identification scroll, what he got was something he didn't know anything about.

Lost compass?

It's really fascinating.

In any case, this compass was justified by the identification scroll, and it should not be a commonplace commodity.

As for what’s so magical about it, it still needs to be filled with energy.

"So, where should the energy be injected?"

Tang Fan turned over the compass. The other side of the compass was very smooth and reflected silvery gray. It could be used as a mirror.

Nothing could be seen on the reverse side, so he turned it over to the front again, and Tang Fan studied it carefully.

The twelve symbols are extremely mysterious and different, and they are completely incomprehensible.

Tang Fan found that when his attention was focused on one of the symbols, all his energy seemed to be attracted, and his whole body was almost immersed in it.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously, as if a black hole was about to absorb Tang Fan's soul. Tang Fan only felt a burst of turmoil coming from his spiritual sea, all rushing toward the center of his eyebrows, as if being swept by a wave of energy.

The mysterious power pulls her to the point where her eyebrows are revealed, and her soul seems to be sucked out.

Tang Fan was suddenly startled, and quickly forced himself to shift his gaze, exhaling a big breath, and a stream of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Horrible, really terrible.

Tang Fan didn't know that if he continued to look at it, all the spiritual power in the spiritual sea would be drawn out, and his soul would also be drawn out.

Tang Fan himself couldn't estimate what would happen by then.

"Could it be that the so-called injection of energy is done in this way?"

Tang Fan muttered to himself, and immediately denied this idea.

After all, the method was a bit strange and full of uncertainty. Tang Fan didn't know what would happen if he didn't change his gaze just now and continued to watch.

Maybe, this is really a way to fill up the energy, but if you get it wrong, maybe all your mental power and soul will be sucked out of your head.

The world of magic is very mysterious and anything can happen.

As a necromancer, Tang Fan has discovered some mysteries about magic, but it is just the beginning. He is learning to crawl in the world of magic. There are too many unknowns and mysteries, so he has to move forward cautiously, one step at a time, otherwise everything will be lost.

If you are not careful, you will be in danger.

Because the uncertainty was too high, Tang Fan did not dare to try it.

Involuntarily, Tang Fan's eyes fell on the lines on the compass. Based on his intuition, Tang Fan believed that these lines were all magic lines.

Of course, these magic lines are more complicated than the magic lines Tang Fan carved on the Staff of Destruction, at least a hundred times more complicated.

Tang Fan didn't even understand the magic patterns on the staff of destruction, let alone this compass, which was a hundred times more complicated, even more mysterious and unpredictable, completely incomprehensible and confused.

Moreover, when Tang Fan concentrated on looking, that weird feeling as if his soul was being sucked out appeared again.

However, it was much weaker than staring at those symbols, and Tang Fan easily broke away from that feeling.

He looked a little surprised and uncertain.

"The symbols and magic lines cannot be determined. So, what method is used to inject energy?"

I thought hard and couldn't figure it out.

The house is very stable. Even when driving at high speed, it does not shake at all. Sitting on it, it feels like it is not moving.

The person driving the car at the moment was Zhao Longhai. Zhao Longshan was replaced and was staying in his room practicing the secrets of fighting.

Qin Taisheng, Qin Bingxin, Wang Ling, Yang Lan, etc. all stayed in their rooms and practiced.

Time seems to be running out.

Although there is no imminent danger to force them, Wang Ling, Yang Lan and others know how powerful Qin Taisheng, Qin Bingxin and Tang Fan are, and they also have powerful pursuits in their hearts, especially after obtaining the secret of fighting energy and the secret of meditation.

, and even pointed out a way for them.

If you don't know how to make good use of your time, it will be a waste and you will be struck by lightning.

As for the cultivation of Qin Taisheng and Qin Bingxin, apart from pursuing strength, it is also a habit.

Relatively speaking, what Tang Fan had to do seemed much more complicated.

He can't be like his men, who just practice and then improve their strength bit by bit.

He had a lot to consider, including reading the Grimoire of the Dead, and now he needed to study how this mysterious compass was infused with energy.

Otherwise, getting something but not using it is worse than not getting it at all.

I studied it for a while.

"Could it be that the energy is injected from here?"

Tang Fan stared at the hole the size of a small glass bead in the center of the Mysterious Compass and said to himself.

This mysterious compass, when Tang Fan stared at this small hole, he didn't feel any discomfort.

It can be said that this small hole is the only place on the Mysterious Compass that would not make Tang Fan feel dangerous, except for the back.

However, when Tang Fan stared at the small hole, he discovered that the small hole was dark and deep, as if it was a bottomless pit.

"Try it."

Tang Fan mobilized the death magic power in his body and injected it into the small hole. Immediately, a weak suction force came from the depths of the small hole, absorbing the death magic power that Tang Fan had injected into it.

"efficient."

Tang Fan was delighted and immediately increased the output of death magic, injecting more death magic into it.

A buzzing sound sounded, and Tang Fan only felt the Mysterious Compass in his hand vibrate slightly. A touch of gold quietly spread out from the small hole, spreading along the surroundings little by little, and first filled the air.

Three hands of different sizes.

However, the speed of diffusion is quite slow, like a snail crawling bit by bit, which makes people feel a little pain in the stomach.

Tang Fan still maintained the high-speed output of death magic, and the golden color filled the air more and more, but this small hole seemed to be like a bottomless pit...