Chapter 698 Silent Death

Chapter 729 Silent Death

High in the sky, I stopped, listening to the roars of the zombies, and looking at the city of Aruye filled with gunpowder smoke below. A trace of remembrance flashed through Whitebeard's eyes. He had followed Sean's order to come here and set off a tsunami. , that time Aruye only lost a lower city area, and the rest of the city was preserved. But now, this city that has stood in the New World for many years is about to become a playground for zombies. The reason is that the strength comparison between the two sides has changed. There have been fundamental changes, the strength and weakness are changing positions, and the worries in the past are no longer a concern now.

"Labette, you stay here for the time being. Remember, keep all the zombies in Aruye City and don't let them spread outside. Wait until everything is over before recovering them and sending them back to the zombie breeding farm."

Withdrawing his gaze and taking a look at the child-like woman Labette, Whitebeard made a decision. She is a person with the zombie fruit controller form. She is best at controlling zombies and is the most suitable person to perform this task.

The Green Field Leader chose to release the zombies firstly to complete the ritual, and secondly to give a vague reason for occupying the New World in the future. It did not really want to start a zombie craze and destroy the human race in the New World.

"Yes, Lord Whitebeard."

After hearing Whitebeard's instructions, Labette immediately agreed. This time, in order to cooperate with the territory's plan, the zombie breeding farm suffered a lot of losses. Not only did the factory need to be rebuilt, but the zombie community also suffered serious losses, and Aruye There are hundreds of thousands of people in the city. If all of these people are transformed, then all the groups lost before the zombie factory can be made up for. If this is done well, Labette believes that he will definitely get the approval of the poisonous snake.

"Although the situation in the New Continent is currently under our control, you still have to be careful. Aruye may have asked for help from the Old Continent."

Leaving behind a word, the space was shattered, and Whitebeard's figure disappeared. This time he came here to kill the sixth-level title of Gallegos. Mikuul followed closely with Marisol in his arms. Marisol needs to be brought back as soon as possible.

Hearing this, looking at the disappearing figures of the Whitebeards and the other three, with flashing eyes, Labette also opened a space entrance. This is her telekinesis dimensional apartment. Although she didn't do much in terms of offense, she used it to It is very useful to hide. She was found by Gallegos only because she left traces when she attacked Aruye's army, and Gallegos himself is an expert in this field.

At this moment, she had made up her mind to hide in the dimensional apartment and carefully restrain the corpses, and would never walk out until the end. Anyway, there were a lot of supplies inside, not only for survival, but also for entertainment.

The portal to the space closed, and Labette's figure disappeared. For a moment, only the roar of the zombies was left in the huge city of Aruye.

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In the depths of the void, fear gathers here, resentful spirits howl, and this place becomes a hotbed of death.

Deep in the underworld,

The golden ancient coffin was still floating, but Danatus, the god of death lying inside, had disappeared, leaving only a pool of darkness, filled with silence and ancient liquid, glowing slightly inside the ancient coffin.

"The seventh-level magic potion·Death·is completed."

Feeling the change in the nature of the power in the ancient coffin, Ymir let out a breath.

Scarlet brilliance emerged, the Samsara Eye appeared, and the pale monarch who looked like a skeleton was pulled out by Ymir.

"Go ahead."

Turning his gaze on the pale monarch, Ymir spoke.

After hearing this, he did not dare to hesitate, and the pale monarch immediately fell into the underworld.

Hum, the power resonates. When the pale monarch fell into the underworld, the underworld further evolved and blessed the pale monarch with more power. But this is normal. After all, this piece of underworld itself was created by Ymir using the power of the pale monarch. from.

Standing taller, the crown on his head became more and more dazzling, and the pale monarch became the center of this underworld. However, when he came to the golden coffin, the blue necromantic flames burning in his eyes became slightly erratic.

He could clearly feel that the dark liquid in the coffin had extraordinary magical power. He longed to merge with this magical power, but his mind kept warning him, letting him understand that such an action would probably lead him to the real world. death.

However, this hesitation was only for a moment. The next moment, the pale monarch walked into the golden coffin on his own, because the desire to evolve is the instinct engraved in the deepest part of every life, and he knew clearly that he had no choice to back down. right.

Outside the underworld, watching the pale monarch quickly cut off his hesitation, the coldness in the depths of Ymir's eyes quietly dissipated. If the pale monarch had not made a choice in time just now, then he would control the pale monarch to help him make a choice. , but at that time it was not the Pale Lord containing the magic potion, but the magic potion digesting the Pale Lord.

Gululu, the liquid is boiling. When the Pale Lord walked into the golden coffin, the "Death" potion that was originally calm and unruffled suddenly boiled.

Lying down and letting the potion submerge his body, the pale monarch began to actively guide the power of the ritual to help him digest the death potion.

Hum, the golden coffin was closed, and the dark iron chains stretched out from the depths of the underworld, tied up the golden coffin, and pulled it into the depths of the underworld. It was at this time that this illusory underworld began to evolve into reality.

At the same time, outside the underworld, Ymir's Samsara Eye moved for a moment, and the lines of the ring were disrupted, as if he wanted to outline a new outline, but this change only lasted for one moment, and the next moment It's back to normal again.

"What's wrong?"

Turning his eyes, Siegel noticed something unusual about Ymir just at that moment.

"The God of Death represents the human path of my reincarnation eye, and his changes triggered the changes in my reincarnation eye."

With a slightly raised brow, Ymir explained the reason.

Upon hearing this, Sean also cast his gaze over.

"If the God of Death successfully ascends to the seventh level, is it possible that your Samsara Eye will transform into a seventh-level evil eye?"

While talking, Sean came up with a conjecture. The Samsara Eye possesses rules fragments such as life, death, and illusion. If it can transform into the seventh level on its own, it will be of great help to Ymir's subsequent growth.

Hearing this, after thinking for a while, Ymir spoke.

"It's possible, but I'm not sure whether it can succeed."

There are very few types and numbers of seventh-level magic eyes, and even fewer people have them. The only one Ymir knows and has come into contact with is the fairy dragon Yoline Borges. This king of goblins possesses the seventh-level real magic eyes. Claims to be able to see through all illusions.

"In three years at most, if he cannot digest the death potion, he will be digested by the death potion. Then everything will be answered."

Turning his gaze back to the underworld, Ymir spoke again. Through the illusion on the surface, he saw the ancient golden coffin buried deep underground.

Ritual·Feast of Death, allowing more than 100,000 people to die in fear, using resentful souls as fuel, fear as seasoning, and the divine power of death as the main ingredient, to cook a legendary dish·Silent Death, and There are only two consequences for those who eat this dish. Either they digest the dish, or they are digested by the dish, which adds to the flavor of the dish. The status change between the diners and the food only takes place in an instant. Ritual message: Don’t break out in silence. Die in silence.

After hearing this, looking at the land shrouded in silence, Sean and Siegel didn't say anything else. It was only three years, which was not a long time. They could afford to wait.

At this moment, the situation in various places in the New World is changing drastically. No matter what the powerful people who pioneered the territory think, the Green Field Territory is gradually bringing the New World under its actual control.