The Mythical Races I Created

The power of the dark spell shrouded the entire area of ​​the Murloc Islands, but because the darkness itself is not strong now, it is limited to this point.

Now there are murlocs scattered throughout the murloc archipelago, and even orcs have accepted the power of darkness. Orcs have indeed transformed into a new race.

Because of the birth of a new race, the entire fish-man archipelago has a new pattern.

Hook looked down at the island that had turned into pieces of rubble, or floated low or high in the sky. This island is going to be renamed today, and it is going to be called Dark Island.

'click~'

The top of the dark sword was cracked.

A small part of the blade at the top fell to the ground, and the rest of the blade had no point, which changed from a normal long sword to a slashing sword.

The Witch King showed a regretful expression.

Before, the Dark Sword took too much damage, so now it's cracked.

He didn't know if he could repair the sword.

He bent down and wanted to pick up the sword tip fragment, who knew that the sword tip fragment formed an enchantment in place.

A black lightning appeared in the air.

The palm of the dark one was burned by this lightning.

"The shards are rejecting me? I, who have mastered the darkness, are like the useless generation of darkness, abandoned by the darkness?"

"That's not right." The second-generation dark man understood, and it was the sword that had two attitudes.

The main part of the dark sword still accepted himself, but the fragmented part of the dark sword that fell down was full of hatred for himself, so he rejected himself.

"I cannot allow dark forces beyond my control!"

The eyes of the second-generation Dark One changed from red to pure darkness. "Not even the shards of the Dark Sword!"

"Since I can't destroy you, then..."

He swung the dark sword, and with a single blow, the fragments were smashed into the deep sea.

As long as it sinks into this deep sea and no one can get it, then this part of the dark power beyond his grasp is nothing to be afraid of.

After half a day, many red fish and murloc armies appeared around the dark island.

But it turned out to be the murlocs who were tortured by foreign memories and lost their souls. They launched a suicidal attack on the dark island. One by one, the murlocs fought against the dark murloc army of the Witch King, and finally died tragically, and their blood flowed into the sea. , one after another red blood threads gathered towards Assam.

The Witch King stood at the top of the dark castle, and the dark eyes of chaos were extremely deep. "Forcibly start the ceremony, is it mandatory to complete this ceremony?"

"If that's the case, I want you to come and go."

He raised the dark sword to summon all the wizarding races of the archipelago to support him.

A battle is about to start!

...

Under the sea, a whale with scars on its head swallowed the falling pieces of the dark sword, and it suddenly let out a whimper.

Because this shard needs to find a new owner.

It is torturing the poor whale with its magic, and only by swimming in the intended direction can the poor whale have a hint of relief.

Darkness, unlike other forces, cannot exist on its own, it must rely on others to continue to exist.

It must find a symbiote!

...

In the southern area of ​​the Murloc Islands, Annabelle's ship is sailing on the sea, and she is going to make a big fight here.

All the orc pirates were eager to try.

But there has been a little problem in the past few days. Several orcs have contracted some kind of disease, their skin has turned from green to gray, and they are in great pain.

Annabelle sent people to isolate them, but still worried that the fleet would catch a disease in a strange place like the Desert of Death.

She even wanted to find a way to find a witch doctor in the orc kingdom to come and have a look. It's a pity that the pirates basically don't have such doctor talents, and they have to carry it by themselves when they get sick.

And Merlin, beside her, has gained a lot of knowledge in the past few days.

It turns out that the ocean looks like this!

It turns out that in addition to oases and deserts, there are islands and beautiful forests.

He had just walked on the island this day, breathing the fresh air, when he suddenly saw a group of orcs using piles of wire fishing nets, caught a whale in the ocean, the whale was whimpering, and vomited from its **** mouth A gleaming piece of debris came out.

Orc pirates took the shard out of its mouth.

"Mine! This is what I found."

"Obviously I saw it first."

"I'll throw it into the sea again if you make any noise."

Merlin walked past them and said quite speechlessly: "Weapons are everywhere, why are you fighting for such a piece of debris?"

The orc pirates touched their heads and smiled silently.

"Ah~" The orc holding the shard suddenly cried out in pain, and the shard in his hand flashed a black light, cutting off the orc's palm.

The orc pirate said, "This thing is weird, it bites!"

"What are you biting, what are you talking about?" his companion was surprised at his dissatisfaction.

Merlin picked up this fragment from the ground, he was worried that these orcs would fight if they didn't agree, just because of a small fragment, he said: "I think you all want it, why don't you just leave it like this, this fragment It belongs to all of you."

"I'm a guest from afar. You all gave me this fragment as a gift. What do you think?"

Several orc pirates looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you, Merlin."

"It's a piece of mind for all of us."

Really good intentions.

Merlin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He looked at the pieces in his hand, and felt that there was nowhere to put it back.

However, the quality of this thing feels good. It has been floating in the sea for so long, and it has not rusted at all.

Maybe the material itself is good, you can find a craftsman and change it into a dagger or something.

Merlin turned to leave, but did not notice the fragments in his hand, releasing energy into his skin.

Within two days, Merlin asked a craftsman from the Orc Pirates~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to create a wooden handle for him to grasp for the sharp shard.

In the tent, Merlin looked at the dagger covered with mysterious black patterns, and felt that he had found a treasure. He didn't expect that after fiddling with it, this worthless piece had the meaning of a dagger.

"It's getting dark all around..."

Merlin suddenly realized that something was wrong, and a black arm suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbing his hand holding the dagger.

What is frightening is that this arm appeared out of thin air, without any owner, without any body!

Merlin swallowed, feeling a little terrified.

[Accept the darkness and become the immortal darkness, is it okay? 】

[Your short life will no longer trouble you, the combination of darkness and the power of the contract will give birth to a more powerful power! 】

A voice appeared beside Merlin's ears, and what made Merlin's face pale was that he heard it. This voice was... his own voice.

He is talking to himself!