Chapter 270: Belief in Evil Gods
Gloomy Forest, the Holy Land of Forest Trolls.
Under the scorching sun, a rainbow light pierced the sky, like a flying arrow going back in time, without making any sound, it quickly fell into the holy land of the forest troll.
After four months, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the originally lush and densely wooded land. At a glance, all the towering old trees are withered, the yellow weeds and shrubs on the ground have no green vitality, and there is no green leaf in the originally lush land.
There are no plants on the ground, and the dry and hard soil is exposed, presenting a scene of desertification at a glance. The original energy of the earth lingering in the entire area, because of the existence of the formation and the wooden corpse, all converged towards the wooden corpse in the center of the formation. The effect of power poured into his body, causing these plants to dry up.
Flying to the ground, Han Shuo used the Yin Demon's vision to see some forest trolls guarding this place far away, and they should be protecting this holy place.
An intimate call came from the root of the largest dead tree. The wooden armored corpse with Han Shuo's life essence and blood on its body had already sensed his arrival based on the connection between the two.
"Come out!" Han Shuo shot out a series of black lights according to the secret method, and fell into the place where the wooden armored corpse was hidden.
"Boom..."
The ground trembled, and the withered old tree suddenly burst into pieces. After the tree section split open in all directions, the rhizome revealed a dark cave, which was the place where the old tree roots were buried deep in the ground.
With a "whoosh", a green shadow jumped out of the dark cave.
The wooden armored corpse was covered by a green armor, which seemed to be composed of tree trunks, shining with a faint green light. The wooden armored corpse was tall and thin, and it really looked like a branch. At this time, the oily green eyes were full of joy. The thief stared at Han Shuo.
With the appearance of the wooden armored corpse, a thick mist of wood energy followed, and the wood energy that was originally tightly bound and absorbed by the wooden armored corpse gradually dissipated again, injecting vitality into this place that was about to become deserted. A breath of fresh air.
Han Shuo understood that as the wooden armor corpses flew away, this barren land would slowly return to normal, and the dead plants here might also bloom again, and it would take less than a year or so. s This barren land can be restored to its original lushness.
A spell was chanted, the little skull and the earth armored corpse flashed out at the same time, and the little skull saw the wooden armored corpse appear. Immediately walked up to the wooden armored corpse proudly, jumped on his heels, patted the wooden armored corpse's shoulder,
Like a general inspecting soldiers.
Surprisingly. The wooden armored corpse seemed a little afraid of the little skull. The oil-green eyes were shining brightly, and he actively bent his legs to make it easier for the little skull to pat his shoulders.
The naive earth armored corpse walked up to the wooden armored corpse, touched the wooden armored corpse's shoulder stupidly, wanted to express condolences like a little skeleton, but was stared at by the wooden armored corpse's green eyes, the earth armored corpse was dumbfounded He froze for a moment, retracted the right hand that had patted the wooden armor corpse's shoulder, and finally patted his own left shoulder, which was a bit funny.
"Let's go. Let me see what you have mastered." Han Shuo turned his head to look at the wooden armored corpse, and started to walk outside.
After walking for a while, he left the barren land and came to a forest near the river. Once here, the wooden armor corpse's green eyes continued to glow. I saw big trees dancing in the wind around me. Those few people embraced the towering ancient trees, the branches were as soft as ribbons. Following the green light of the wooden armor corpse, it meanders like a snake.
Around Han Shuo, all the plants seemed to be under control, one by one hunting and dancing, or growing rapidly, while the wooden armored corpse seemed to behave normally, often leaning against a big tree, the whole People just disappear.
The Wooden Corpse can manipulate plants, Han Shuo knew this for a long time, and then Han Shuo thought of the ability of the archdruid Caspian, and felt that there were many similarities between the two, and he couldn't help but Something strange.
With the existence of the wooden armored corpse, Han Shuo's strength has been enhanced again in the dark forest in the future. In the extremely dense dark forest, the wooden armored corpse is like a ghost, and can control the plants of the dark forest at will. If you hold a big tree, you can pour into the trunk.
If you attack, you can take it by surprise. Retreat, no one can catch it.
"Good, good, good, you three guys, go back to me!" After watching for a while, Han Shuo nodded, left a mark of darkness on the wooden corpse according to law, and sent all three guys back to another world .
It's been three months. I don't know why the fire armor corpse hasn't healed yet. Forget it, let's leave for now. He will call when he is well. Han Shuo thought about it for a while, and then returned to the graveyard of death, not planning to go to the land of fire. Find out, after all, the flame lord is in the land of fire, so if you are not sure, don't rush in.
After returning to the cemetery of death, Han Shuo did not rush to leave immediately, and once again walked to the depths of the cemetery of death.
The previous few times, Han Shuo was blocked at the entrance of the lower floor due to lack of mental strength. Now that Han Shuo felt that his strength had made great progress, he planned to try again.
It was easy to break into the passageway on the first floor of the underground. When reaching the second floor, Han Shuo rushed towards the invisible barrier. An inexplicable force suddenly pierced into Han Shuo's mind, and the heart-wrenching pain spread instantly. Suddenly, like a vortex surrounded by sharp knives appeared out of thin air, Han Shuo seemed to be caught by the vortex of sharp knives, twisting and pulling him into the endless abyss.
Fortunately, Han Shuo's determination is extremely tough now, even though the pain of being hacked into pieces, he still gritted his teeth and concentrated his spiritual power, mobilized his magic power and rushed in, only to hear the crisp sound of "click", Han Shuo The whole person fell down.
Suddenly, the pupil of darkness that Han Shuo held in his hand burst out a dazzling green light. Under the dazzling green light, Han Shuo found himself in the middle of an oval altar. Under the dazzling green light, the entire altar was suddenly shrouded in a green halo, and a huge and strange force gathered towards Han Shuo from the corner of the oval altar.
These green rays of light were like ribbons, all of which poured into the pupil of darkness in Han Shuo's hand, and along the palm of Han Shuo's palm a mysterious power poured into Han Shuo's mind like a torrent.
"My child, being able to enter the second floor means that you have at least the spiritual power of a magister. Then, let go of everything and accept this spiritual power that helps you grow. He will let you have the spirit of becoming a great magister." Strength!" The shadow seen on the first floor slowly appeared above the altar, speaking calmly and slowly.
Han Shuo was ecstatic, sat down cross-legged in an instant, let go of his mind and let the mysterious power enter. As soon as this force fell into Han Shuo's mind, it directly merged into Han Shuo's spiritual power, and blended together mysteriously, bringing Han Shuo an extremely comfortable and wonderful feeling. The previous pain had long since disappeared. Without a trace, Han Shuo felt as if he was bathing in sunny warm water, enjoying the moisturization of the sunny water.
The entire altar on the second floor was shrouded in clusters of green light, which slowly converged into the pupil of darkness held in Han Shuo's hand. With the pupil of darkness as the center, the huge power of purification merged into Han Shuo's spiritual power, Rapid changes in the brain area strengthened by magic power.
I don't know how long this process lasted. Han Shuo forgot everything, indulged in the beauty of spiritual power controlling everything, and didn't even know his own existence.
"Son, undead magic is the most amazing and powerful magic in the world, but some people don't allow it to exist. You, as the orthodox heir of ancient undead magic, have the responsibility to spread the meaning of undead magic to the world and tell the world about it. once glorious."
"When the undead canopy covers the earth, let the tremor of the necromancer spread to any corner, and let the evil light of undead magic spread, it is the heavy responsibility you should take on, you can't escape and can't refuse..."
Accompanied by the influx of strange power, the shadow's voice slowly became full of bewitching power. As Han Shuo's spiritual power continued to improve, another force burst out, trying to invade Han Shuo's soul, making Han Shuo His soul is eternally evil.
This force has the power to forcibly change the soul. Once it is fused with the soul, Han Shuo will become the most devout evil believer and will always be under the domination of some evil god.
"Aw..."
Han Shuo raised his head to the sky and howled, the magic power was running crazily, and another force centered on the magic baby surged and spread, and it reached the brain in an instant, mixing with the imprinted power that tried to invade Han Shuo's soul.
"No, no!" Han Shuo gasped and roared with red eyes. His tenacity played a role. The magic power reached its peak, forming layers of obstacles in the brain, fighting against the terrifying imprint of the evil god.
In Han Shuo's mind, there was a rumbling noise like a mountain torrent erupting. Han Shuo's magic baby was the main force, desperately resisting this force that invaded the soul. During this process, Han Shuo was in pain. The center of the stage roared and rolled, but the green light of the pupil of darkness became more and more intense.