At the moment of the combination, Karen's heart seemed to jump out. Even if he didn't open it, he could already feel the majestic power of the undead flowing between his palms, just like a real magnet. The north and south poles formed a stable magnetic field. .
Karen swallowed her saliva vigorously, and opened it gently. The ordinary gray pages had already completely changed. Following Karen's gaze, a line of small characters appeared on the front of the page, extending forward like a typewriter.
"My name is Cambril. I am very happy to find my successor, and I am even more happy that the most proud spell in my life can appear again. This will be the most sensational undead spell in the world, the catastrophe of the undead."
"Undead is Death's favorite pet. While all mages are chasing powerful undead, they ignore the most important part of Death. As long as they are gods, they have divine power. As long as they have divine power, they can cause catastrophe."
Karen's heart was shocked. Just from the name, he could tell that the spell was extraordinary, and he never thought that this necromancer named Cambul would actually pursue ancient and mysterious divine power.
This page of the undead is more like a diary. Every time the eyes pass by, the writing will appear, and what has appeared will disappear.
"The catastrophe I'm talking about is not as simple as the destruction of the world, but a fundamental change of matter itself, and everything will become the purest and oldest death interface under the effect of sacrifice, an absolute realm forbidden by all living beings, okay , my successor, inject the undead, and feel the power of the catastrophe."
It's over!
That was the end of the handwriting. On the gray page of the undead was still the silver-white kneecap, but on the edge of the kneecap appeared the four small characters of 'Undead Catastrophe'.
This Cambril was quite mysterious, and he didn't tell himself how to use it. He touched the paper lightly, and sure enough, the unique tooth pattern appeared on the page of the dead, which should be the rune characteristics of the page of the dead.
The traces of teeth flowed from the fingertips, and when the last tooth trace was touched, a chill suddenly spread throughout the whole body, and one felt that the whole body was rising infinitely, as if standing at the top of the continent, from the east of the continent Looking straight to the west of the mainland, the whole person couldn't help but want to sneer.
"Strange? Why would I want to laugh!"
Although he couldn't see himself, he felt like he was smiling. As soon as the smile came out, a trace of black air rose from the edge of the continent, rushing towards the center of the continent like a storm.
Karen's mind was blank, and before the blink of an eye, the entire continent was completely shrouded in black mist.
Woo! Wow! boom!
With all kinds of strange noises, giant undead beasts covered in red and white rose up from the ground, ordinary creatures, and finally all creatures including ants turned into bones.
Big trees rose up and turned into giant trees of the undead, mountains rumbled up, forming undead earth and stone puppets, and soil piled up to form undead earth demons.
As the black air spreads, the entire continent is about to rise out of the ground, forming even more terrifying undead, and even the air has become undead. Finally, the scorching sun in the sky has become the same color as pupil white.
Everything is turning towards the undead.
"Illusion, it must be an illusion! Close your eyes and calm down." The roar of the undead beast was heard next to his ears, and the temperature around his body dropped rapidly. It seemed that the whole world was entering the era of pure undead.
It seemed that countless creatures were worshiping him, and the whole world became darker and colder.
However, Karen still believed that everything was an illusion, he could not have such a great ability, no matter how magical the page of the undead was, it was impossible to destroy a continent casually.
Not to mention fundamentally transforming the mainland into a complete undead world.
The page of the undead itself is nothing more than the world's elite necromancers trying their best to integrate their most proud spells into the pages of the book. Although the world's elites are powerful, they may not be able to change the world.
The voice beside Karen became weaker and weaker. He was sure that the phantom was disappearing. Finally, when there was no more sound around him, he slowly opened his eyes.
It was still a bamboo house, but the magic stone lamp in the house had been extinguished, and it was pitch black. Karen faintly heard someone trembling in the corner.
He took out a polishing stone from the drawer, and when the light reappeared in the room, Karen froze in place.
The bamboo hut has completely disappeared.
The original bookshelf seemed to grow branches, as if it had feet, and the bamboo house was completely divided into countless pieces. The ground was uneven, as if a giant worm was passing under it. Even the bed he was lying on just now stood upside down strangely. .
"Louis, what's going on? How did the room become like this." Karen felt that there was something wrong with herself, and this phenomenon couldn't be explained at all.
Louis stared at Karen, as if seeing a devil, full of horror: "Are you the boss?"
"Nonsense, tell me what's going on." Karen tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible. He felt that something must have happened in just a moment.
Louis looked at Karen carefully for half a minute, and after confirming that it was the real Karen, he let go of the table beside him, and explained everything that happened.
When Karen touched the page of the undead, everything was normal and calm at first.
But when he touched the end of the page of the dead, a strange cold wind suddenly appeared in the whole room, and Karen's whole body floated strangely, and then the black spots on the ground all burrowed into Karen's body.
Clouds of black air flowed out from Karen's body, and the black air began to change as it passed by.
First, the bed, the reclining chair, the bookshelf, and the office desk all grew eyes and noses, and they began to move. After that, the house began to fall apart, and feet grew. Finally, even the ground was agitated.
Karen's expression was very bad. Looking down, there seemed to be a monster with the shape of a head emerging from the ground, but for some reason, according to what Louis said, everything was still.
"Stationary? How could it be static?" Karen lowered his body and touched the raised ground, and asked earnestly, "Have you noticed any special changes in me?"
Louis looked at Karen carefully, "I don't know, at that time everything came alive and seemed to eat me, I didn't have time to look at it at all." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, "By the way, it seems to be you There is no more black air on my body."
Black gas?
What Karen saw was that the mainland itself was emitting black air. Could it be that he would too, but why did he suddenly disappear? Looking down at the page of the dead, it was no different from what he saw just now.
Thinking carefully about what Louis said, wait, black dot?
Why did he absorb those black spots, how much ability he has, and what are the black spots?
Looking down, although the whole house is changing, there is almost no loss. What is really missing is the burned corpse of Weideng.
"Could it be the corpses that caused these great changes?" Karen boldly guessed, took out a bronze skull, and followed the steps just now, swipe the lines of the page of the dead with his fingertips.
hum!
There was a slight tremor, and the whole body was cold, and the whole person seemed to have entered the ice cellar, but after such a moment, he returned to normal, and did not see the scene of the entire continent turning into spirits just now.
Opening his eyes, the house is still a house, basically unchanged, the only thing is that his bronze skull has disappeared, and looking down, the thing on the ground seems to protrude a little.
Looking at Louis, who was terrified in the distance, "Is it like this just now?"
"Yes, yes! That's it."
Karen smiled, and now I basically understand that the so-called natural disaster of the undead obviously absorbs the power of the undead itself, and then transforms the outside world. As the spell creator said, as long as there are enough corpses, Basically able to completely transform the entire world.
But the premise is that the number of corpses is unlimited, and it is very likely that the level of corpses affects the extraction of energy.
The bronze skull is barely activated. If it is an ordinary corpse, I am afraid it will not be able to activate this spell at all. What interests Karen is Weedon's physique. How did he manage to completely change the entire bamboo house.
This kind of power is almost equivalent to the loss of more than 200 bronze skeletons.
Looking at it as a whole, the natural disaster of the undead is similar to the power of the boiling sea of corpses. The former is more inclined to transform, while the latter is more inclined to destroy. The only happy thing is that the natural disaster of the undead is controllable, which is more powerful than the boiling of the corpse sea. Be practical.
Playing with the page of the undead, he secretly rejoiced, this kind of cheap practice is really a good way, produced by the world's elite, there is no second-class product.
Looking at the room that has completely deteriorated, it is obvious that it is impossible to discuss here, "Louis, let Hey Moore come here and deal with it, and this matter must be kept secret."