Chapter 1798 Necronomicon Void Lord

The galloping ground veins are flowing crazily, which is due to the impact of the nuclear bomb. For the earth, a nuclear bomb falling on it is like hurting its surface skin. Although it will not have much impact on itself, it is inevitable that there will be some small damage such as capillary rupture. symptom.

The veins of the earth are the blood vessels of the earth, and even a small problem of broken capillaries will become a surging fluctuation of the veins when presented to Baron Mordo. It is not easy to control it in your own hands. But Modu still tried his best to control these restless forces.

Logically speaking, he didn't need to do this. Because if his purpose is only to help Satan enter this world by manipulating the leylines, then his purpose has already been achieved. Under this premise, it is undoubtedly a waste of energy to spend energy on the control of the earth veins. Especially in such a situation where the ground pulse is restless and unpredictable, it is a stupid move that is not worth the candle. And would Modu make such a low-level mistake in this kind of thing? Obviously impossible. So naturally, he has his plans and ideas in doing so. As for what he was plotting, it was only at this time that the clues began to emerge.

The crazy earth veins are still rushing, but at this time, the flow of the earth veins has been controlled. They are almost completely acting according to Baron Mordo's will, and this makes this restless ground vein begin to show more powerful power than usual.

Earth vein magic has always been one of Karma Taj's most magical spells. In a way, it even ranks at the top of the Karma Taj spell.

This ranking is not determined by power, but by practicality. In terms of power, although the earth vein magic has many earth-shattering spells, it is still worse than those unpredictable curses or extremely destructive celestial magic. But when it comes to practicality, earth vein magic can definitely be said to be the number one magic in the world. If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be varied.

The network that Karma Taj has used to monitor the mysterious side movements of the entire earth in the past hundreds of years was established on the basis of leyline magic. Similarly, Master Karma Taj's earth teleportation technique is also based on leyline magic. The hosts of the three major temples of Karma Taj require considerable attainments in earth vein magic to serve. And Baron Mordo is able to use the magic of the earth's veins to help Satan open the passage to the world precisely because of his profound attainments in the magic of the earth's veins. This is not the limit of the leyline magic. If he wants to, given enough time, he can even change the landform and even the entire ecological characteristics of an area.

As long as you dare to think and know how to think, then there are few things that earth vein magic cannot do, and it is precisely because of this that earth vein magic can be so highly respected. And now, Baron Mordo's follow-up method is to rely on the magic of the earth's veins.

His target is none other than the angels of the Dark Angel Legion, and those ghost riders who are almost exhausted because they pulled Satan into the world.

Normally, he wouldn't be able to deal with so many angels and ghost riders at all. He was lucky to be able to deal with one or two of them. And even with sufficient preparation, a dozen or twenty is almost his limit.

But it is different now, because now whether it is these fallen angels or those ghost knights, they are nothing more than a group of remnants and defeated soldiers.

The power of the nuclear bomb has weakened their strength very well, and the angels are all just holding on. As for the ghost riders, they were even worse, because after they almost exhausted their strength and dragged Satan into the world, they also withstood the core blow from the nuclear bomb.

Ultra-high temperature, light radiation, shock waves, they are full. And under such circumstances, they can survive by luck because of the blessing of immortality. If they want to have their original strength again,

It's not something that can be recovered in a day or two, and under such circumstances, they almost end up in the same fate as the angels, that is, man is a sword, and I am a fish!

In the hands of Sir Mordo, the magic of the earth veins has become a sharp weapon of restraint, and the invisible gravity is like a shackle, firmly covering every angel and ghost knight. This is the power from the planet, and it is the realization of the magic of the gravity of the earth itself. Unless you have the ability to completely break the gravity of the earth, or simply rely on your own powerful body to withstand such a heavy pressure, otherwise it is simply impossible Break free from such shackles.

This was Sir Mordo's first step, and after he finished this step, his movement was immediately discovered.

Satan has always been curious about why the personal disciple of the dignified supreme mage, the master of magic of Kama Taj, chose to rebel so easily and chose to take refuge in himself. He thought it was because of the jealousy and resentment of the human heart, but he didn't think that just because of this, he could induce such a big man to betray his camp and his own race.

He must have other plans, but until he entered this world, he didn't find out what Mo Du's plan was. This made him think that he was superstitious and had a high opinion of this guy, but he didn't realize until now that he still underestimated this guy.

To be able to bear it until now and then start to attack, this is really not something that ordinary people can do. It's just a pity, after all, it's just the struggle of an ant.

Thinking of this, Satan already sneered in his heart, and stretched out his hand to Baron Mordo.

The best way to break a trick is to smash it to pieces with your own fists. And at this point, Satan obviously has absolute confidence in his own strength. In his opinion, no matter what Sir Mordo does, it is very ridiculous, because he has no power to fight back in front of himself. It's like a fox trying to challenge a tiger, even if the fox tries its best, can it still block the tiger's light slap? Impossible.

On this point, Satan was right. Even Sir Mordo himself would not deny his thoughts. Compared with Satan, he has a fundamental gap in strength. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot be the opponent of a demon king like Satan. But he is not, and it does not mean that others are not either. At this point, he has already prepared a backhand, and this backhand is also the second step in his plan.

The black Necronomicon was opened in front of him, and the book of sorcery made of human skin flipped frantically under his consciousness. Black shadows flow in it, and countless monsters hiss in it. Baron Mordo didn't care about this, he just focused on sinking his consciousness deep into it, deep into the lightless, shadowless, silent void of silence, to communicate with a horrible person in the endless void world. The presence.

"Dormammu, I call out to you and offer you a precious sacrifice to pray for your reply!"

His thoughts conveyed his own words, and just after the thoughts were sent out, an angel outside him who was restrained by his earth vein magic was immediately swallowed by invisible shadows, and then completely turned into nothing.

This is a gift from Modu for the existence named Dormammu, and given the preciousness of fallen angels, this gift is really precious, so it is almost immediately, an idea of ​​this endless void world He gave him the answer he wanted.

"I have received your sacrifice, Modu. Very delicious sacrifice, quite rare. Tell me, what do you want? Power? Or endless life?"

"Strength, what power can you give me, the shadow and dark power from this void, to turn me into those monsters you enslave? Endless life, I think you want to devour me, turn me into Be a part of you. When I become a part of you, I will naturally have an endless life, right!"

The initial condition of the monster named Dormammu was very tempting, but Sir Mordo kept a high degree of calm in the face of this tempting condition. He didn't believe this guy's words at all, because he had already figured out the details of this guy very clearly.

Dormammu is a monster of the endless void, a terrifying ghost that dwells in the shadows of the universe. Look at those dead worlds and planets in the void, they are all full of vitality just like the earth. But now, they are completely dead, no more flowers and plants, any living creature, even any living soul, or the life of the planet itself, has ceased to exist.

The only ones who can live in this void are Dormammu, these terrifying existences called void lords, and those twisted monsters that live on their huge bodies like parasites. And these two, no matter which one is, is not an existence that can be accepted by Mo Du.

He didn't want to become such a twisted monster, nor did he want to be assimilated by Dormammu, so he refused very simply.

"Enough, Dormammu. Stop playing your ridiculous little tricks. I'm not one of those fools who can be fooled by you, and don't even know what I'm going to give. If you really have that sincerity, just be honest with me Let's make this deal!"

"Deal? What kind of deal? No, before that, I should ask this question first, Modu, what qualifications do you think you have to make a deal with me?"

The voice in the void was mocking, and obviously, he didn't take Modu seriously at all. But it is also true that an existence that can corrupt the entire planet and turn all the creatures and souls in it into its own food can indeed ignore Baron Mordo. Like Satan, they and Modu are not on the same level at all.

Modu knew this well, but since he dared to summon Dormammu at this time, of course he had a countermeasure. So immediately, he replied to Dormammu like this.

"Qualifications, I think I certainly have the qualifications to make this deal with you. Don't forget, the Book of the Dead is in my hands. Do you need me to remind you what this book means? Or let me remind you, The past that you have almost forgotten?"

These words were full of tit-for-tat ridicule with Dormammu, and facing such words, the existence in the endless void immediately seemed to go crazy, and uttered a terrifying roar at Modu.

This kind of roar that can shock the soul, if this sound can be transmitted to the real world, then in an instant, millions of people will have their souls broken because of this roar. This kind of attack is not something that Modu can resist, but he doesn't need to resist, because the power from the Necronomicon makes him completely immune to the attack from Dormammu.

They have already started a transaction, which is something that has been certified by the Necronomicon, and before the transaction is over, neither of them can hurt the other.

It's amazing, isn't it? Who would have thought that a magic book could have such power. This is unbelievable at all, but if someone can understand the true origin of the Necronomicon, then it is estimated that no one will think so.

The origin of the Necronomicon seems simple. It is an ultimate dark mystery written by the mad Arab poet Abdul Alhazad at the cost of his own madness after he got the inspiration from the unknown existence deep in the starry sky. Code. This is already recognized by the mysterious world. However, when Modo got in touch with this book in depth, he discovered that the origin of the Necronomicon is not that simple.

Rather than saying it is a book, it is better to say that it is a contract, a product that comes from the endless void and is condensed by the will of the void itself.

It is formless and matterless, and can only be projected onto the world by the hand of one who gazes into the void and abyss. Those who hold the projection of this book will get an opportunity, which is full of crises but also full of opportunities.

As Modu said before, power or eternal life is within reach of anyone who holds this book. Of course, the premise is that you can accept what you will get.

Because the Necronomicon will force the person who holds the book to trade with the previous owner of the book, and the previous owners of the Necronomicon are all lords in the void, just staring at it is enough to make people The terrifying existence of sanity collapse. These guys are not good-hearted people, and their transactions have always been full of insidious traps.

No matter what you choose, it will be difficult to escape from these traps in the end, and this end is often what Modu said, becoming a completely irrational twisted monster, or being assimilated into a part of these terrifying existences .

This is the fate of the vast majority of people, and there will always be some people who will be an exception. For example, Dormammu.

Dormammu was not born as a void lord. In the very beginning, he was actually a life on a certain planet like most people. And if there is any difference, then it is that his identity is quite special. Similar to the Supreme Mage, he is the most powerful wizard on his planet, and he is the guardian of the planet.

This identity lasted for a long time, until he got the Necronomicon.

The reason for saying this is because after getting the Necronomicon, he did not choose to bury and hide it like the Supreme Mage or Mephisto. Instead, he chose to accept its existence, and used it to make a deal with the previous owner of the Necronomicon, another Void Lord.

He chose eternity at the cost of himself and the entire planet he guarded. Under the witness of the Necronomicon, he was able to split half of the power from the previous Void Lord, and evolved into a new Void Lord.

For countless years, the Void Lords have been born one generation after another in this way. They obtained new food through the Necronomicon, and also produced new successors because of the Necronomicon. Dormammu wasn't the first, and he won't be the last. And like all the void lords who have experienced all this, he does not like this kind of transaction. However, he couldn't refuse. So at this moment, he could only vent his anger frantically, and then questioned Mo Du loudly.

"No, no, no, you are not qualified to do this. You can't come up with enough chips to make a deal! You can't, you can't!"

"Maybe, who knows?"