radicalducati Chapter 279
Chapter 279
Those 101 huge white skeletons were like 101 statues of the god of death from the abyss of hell.
Under Lu Chen's command, they scattered neatly and resolutely.
Every step they took seemed to make the magic fog world tremble slightly. The eerie white bones flashed cold light in the darkness, as if the messenger of death was announcing the coming of the end of the world.
As soon as they stepped into the depths of the magic fog, they ran into a group of low-level netherworld monsters.
These monsters were wretched and wandered stealthily in the magic fog.
However, when the mountain-like figure of the white skeleton appeared in their sight, fear instantly froze their actions.
The white skeletons did not pause or show any mercy. The huge bone claws were like the sickle of the god of death, wrapped in the chilling breath of death, and swung at those low-level monsters at lightning speed.
With just a light wave, the fragile bodies of the low-level monsters were instantly torn into pieces, like a dead tree or rotten wood.
Before the black blood could splash, their limbs were scattered all over the ground.
This group of low-level monsters were slaughtered in an instant, without even a chance to resist, and were completely swallowed by death.
And at the moment they fell, a strange thing happened.
From their corpses, wisps of dark air slowly rose, and these auras swirled and intertwined in the air, and gradually condensed into new white bone outlines.
Soon, a new undead skeleton crawled out from them. Although their bodies were slightly thinner than those huge white bone skeletons.
But they also exuded a chilling aura. They quickly joined the team, further expanding the size of the white bone skeleton army.
They had only one goal.
Crazy killing!
There were only 101 undead skeletons at first.
However, they are like an out-of-control plague, spreading wildly in the Devouring Demonic Mist at a terrifying exponential growth rate!
Each undead skeleton is like a sower of death, sowing the seeds of death in this dark and mysterious world of magic fog.
They shuttle and wander in the magic fog, and wherever they go, the Netherworld monsters are in extreme panic and despair.
Those low-level Netherworld monsters are simply powerless to resist the undead skeletons that are pouring in like a tide.
Just a face-to-face encounter, they are easily torn into pieces by the huge and sharp bone claws of the undead skeletons.
And every time they kill, a wisp of dark breath will quickly rise from the body of the monster. These breaths are like being pulled by invisible black hands, quickly intertwined and entangled in the air, and in just a blink of an eye, they condense into a new outline of white bones.
One, two, three... 101!
New undead skeletons were born from death continuously, joining the skeleton army that was already like a surging wave.
As time went by, the number of undead skeletons increased exponentially!
Originally a small-scale team, it soon developed into a mighty army of death that covered the sky and the sun.
Their march was like a black storm sweeping across every inch of land in the Devouring Magic Mist!
The neat and heavy footsteps echoed in the silent magic mist, as if it was the countdown clock of death, and every sound made the creatures of this world tremble!
Lu Chen kept hearing the killing prompts in his ears, and the prompts sounded particularly clear in the silent magic mist, as if the music of death was playing.
Occasionally, an undead skeleton would rush back, with blue flames flickering slightly in their empty eye sockets, and a faint breath of death emanating from their bodies.
In their hands, there are one or several black beads. These beads are shining with cold and mysterious light under the reflection of the magic mist. They are the Netherworld Magic Beads!
"The 100th Netherworld Magic Bead... I wonder if there will be any strange changes!"
Lu Chen's eyes lit up slightly, with both expectation and a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
Then he stretched out his hand and placed the Netherworld Magic Bead in his palm.
As soon as the magic bead touched his palm, it exuded a cold breath, as if it was a greeting from the dark abyss.
Soon, the Netherworld Magic Bead seemed to be driven by an invisible force and turned into a pool of black water.
This black water was like a living ghost, slowly wriggling, and then absorbed into Lu Chen's body.
"Uh!" As the 100th Netherworld Magic Bead entered Lu Chen's body, a heart-wrenching feeling instantly occurred.
That was completely different from the crazy suction force before. The previous suction force was at most a breeze, but this force was like a surging tsunami. Lu Chen only felt that his soul was put into a meat grinder and was being stirred wildly!
Every inch of his soulThe soul is enduring indescribable pain, this pain goes deep into the bone marrow, tearing the heart and lungs, unforgettable!
After three full days, Lu Chen finally recovered from the pain with difficulty.
During this period, Lu Chen almost lost consciousness countless times.
His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which kept sliding down his cheeks, and his body was shaking constantly.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth and survived with his tenacious willpower.
Because he knew that if he fell asleep, he would fall asleep forever, and there would be no chance to wake up again!
Various images kept emerging in his mind, and those past experiences and those unachieved goals became the source of motivation for him to persist.
Fortunately, Lu Chen finally survived!
He exhaled heavily, and the sound of his breathing seemed particularly heavy in the silent environment, as if he was panting after a life-and-death battle.
After he stabilized a little, he cursed inwardly:
"You'd better make some better changes! It's really too damn painful!"
There was a hint of anger and helplessness in his voice.
The Netherworld Magic Bead did not disappoint Lu Chen.
After the 100th Netherworld Magic Bead entered his body, the energy of the Devouring Heaven Magic Mist that continuously flowed into Lu Chen's body became nearly a thousand times stronger!
If it was a dripping speed before, now it is a gurgling stream!
Originally, it could only increase 1 attribute value per second, but now it increases 1000 attribute values per second!
This huge change made Lu Chen feel ecstatic.
And the speed of recovering spirit has also increased several times!
In just a few breaths, Lu Chen's spirit that was consumed by the severe pain has returned to its original state!
It can be said that this Devouring Heaven Magic Mist is like a huge culture medium, providing a continuous source of nutrients for Lu Chen's growth.
The most important point.
Lu Chen can already successfully control part of the Devouring Heaven Magic Mist!
This part is about 200,000 square kilometers.
Lu Chen can take this part of the magic fog into his body at any time and release it anytime and anywhere.
In this magic fog, unless you hold a certain number of nether magic beads.
Otherwise, no creature can release skills!