i have a dead world

Chapter 372 The Realm of Death
An Baichen naturally knew that the teleportation magic circle couldn't understand what he said, but this still couldn't stop the joy and excitement in An Baichen's heart.

Unexpectedly, the president didn't catch it, but he got what the mutual aid society wanted most!
This teleportation magic circle was finally opened by himself!

"What a mistake. The Mutual Aid Association has been preparing for so long and engaged in such a big battle, but in the end it actually worked for me."

An Baichen couldn't help sighing: "Poor president, he was born to be a tool man."

However, An Baichen also had reason to suspect the reason why the president didn't destroy the teleportation magic circle before leaving. I'm afraid the president also felt that he didn't have much divine power, so he left the teleportation magic circle on purpose, just waiting for his own research.

When you are absorbed by the teleportation magic circle, if you don't know the characteristics of the teleportation magic circle, you may be directly sucked dry.

This can also destroy a potential enemy with little effort.

Insidious.

Chairman, this dog is more insidious than me!

But he never imagined that I have a death temple!
"Increase the output and see how much divine power you can eat!"

An Baichen is very confident. Although he is a demigod with limited divine power, the Temple of the God of Death can carry unlimited divine power!The entire undead world is the carrier of belief in divine power!

And the power of faith provided by the three different worlds that have been fully conquered is terrifying, and the amount of pure divine power converted from the power of faith every day is also very considerable.

After accumulating more than half a year in the world, there is already a terrifying amount of divine power reserves in the Temple of the God of Death.

An Baichen still doesn't believe it. It's just a teleportation magic circle. Could it be that he can't get enough?

In less than 5 minutes, the teleportation magic circle stopped absorbing divine power. Even if An Baichen continued to instill divine power, the teleportation magic circle would not absorb it anymore.

"Such an appetite?"

An Baichen pursed his lips, and absorbed two of his own divine power reserves. Only then did the divine power pool of the Temple of the Death God decrease a little, and more than half of the divine power reserves were still unused.

"Just eat this little, can you do it, you won't strike halfway later, right?"

Contrary to what the president expected, An Baichen actually felt that the teleportation magic circle consumes too little divine power. If the teleportation magic circle breaks down halfway, he must not get lost in the turbulence of time and space?
Just when An Baichen was thinking about the safeguard measures, the teleportation magic circle had already been activated.

A strong light of divine power erupted from the teleportation magic circle, illuminating the entire cave in snow-white, as if the sun appeared in the cave, and this light also enveloped An Baichen.

After a few breaths, the dazzling light of the magic circle dissipated, the magic circle returned to dim and ordinary, and An Baichen's figure also disappeared.

Only Gu Aotian was left alone supporting the cave that was about to collapse. It was like a lonely guardian, staying alone in the collapsed cave.

However, not long after, Gu Aotian's figure also disappeared, and the entire mountain above the cave collapsed, destroying everything in the cave, including the teleportation magic circle.

Coming from a distance, the magicians of Beihuang City who rushed to the city could only see that the mountain in front of them suddenly became shorter, and the mountain began to experience different degrees of landslides.

They looked at each other, released their magic and started to fly back.

Something has happened here, and I have to inform Lord Duke Wilson as soon as possible.

An Baichen only felt that he was plunged into darkness, and he didn't know how long it took before his eyes gradually regained clarity.

"Is this the realm of the undead?"

An Baichen squinted his eyes slightly, looking into the distance and surroundings. There were dead trees all around him. The crooked branches and strange shapes made people shudder. The sky was gloomy, as if the sun had not yet appeared before dawn. .

Although there is light, it is more dark.

This place is full of undead breath, there is no sunshine or clouds in the sky, even the wind that blows is extremely violent, carrying an inexplicable stench, and the sound of the wind seems to be screaming ghosts.

An Baichen frowned. Although the breath of undead in the air would not make him uncomfortable, it felt heavy.

This feeling is like a normal human being facing polluted air. There are too many impurities in the breath of the undead here, which is far less pure than the breath of the undead in the world of the undead.

In addition to the weird trees around, there is also gray grass that is half a person's height. The grass swayed with the whistling wind, revealing the other side of the gray grass.

It was a human-like face, with ferocious facial features, rows of fine teeth exposed, and tearful eyes without whites.

Horrible faces grew on the gray blades of grass, swaying in the wind, and the mouth of Caoye's face opened and closed, as if silently speaking.

In the extreme distance beyond the grassland are continuous mountain peaks, as if a sleeping person is lying there.

"This place is really weird, it's too evil."

An Baichen muttered to himself, he didn't see the undead appear.

If it wasn't for the aura of undead around here, he even suspected that he had come to the wrong place, and this might not be the realm of death.

To be honest, this place is scarier than the world of the undead, more like the world where the dead live.

From the current point of view, the place An Baichen came to should belong to the junction of the plain and the mountain, blocked by a strange circle of trees in the middle.

At this moment, An Baichen's feet are the withered and yellow land, and the land is full of huge cracks. The ground not far behind him even cracked a huge crack with a width of more than ten meters, as if it was a horizontal line across the ground. Endless gully abyss.

An Baichen didn't go back, he was very curious about what the grass in front of him was.

"Is this a specialty of the Realm of Death?"

An Baichen squatted in front of the grass, pondering: "I don't know if I can transplant some of them back for cultivation. Plants that can live in the breath of the undead are not easy."

Although the grass looks a bit rough, it shouldn't be dangerous, right?

An Baichen carefully stretched out a bone knife.

When the white bone knife approached to a certain distance, the gray grass with a human face that was shaking slightly suddenly shook violently, and someone's face rushed towards the white bone knife fiercely, and the ferocious face opened its mouth.

"Garrah!"

The bone knife of the fifth-level special skeleton was bitten in half!
This is the bone knife of the fifth-level special skeleton, and its hardness is not inferior to the artifact in the low-magic world!
"Karma! Karma!"

The gray grasses on the human face were constantly vying for the half bone knife. They dismembered the half of the bone knife, biting greedily, absorbing the pure breath of the undead on the bone knife.

The breath of undead here is far more pure and easier to absorb than the breath of undead floating in the air of the realm of death. It is a delicacy for them!
The gray grass with a human face that didn't grab the bone knife fragment turned its head, greedily stretching its leaves, trying to rush to An Baichen's hand to grab the other half of the white bone knife.

"interesting."

An Baichen smiled, he stretched out his hand and threw the half bone knife out, throwing it into the sea of ​​human face grass.

The entire grass seemed to be in waves, and countless human-faced grasses were frantically vying for the half bone knife. The strange sound of "ho ho" echoed in the air, like a group of greedy and cruel beasts.

"It's no wonder that there are no undead here. These ghosts can bite off the bodies of special level five undead. I'm afraid even level six undead dare not provoke them easily."

An Baichen stood up, at least he could confirm one thing now.

This is indeed the realm of death, and it's a little different.

"There should also be undead in this place."

"Judging from what we've seen so far, the area of ​​the world should far exceed that of the undead world. This is a well-developed undead paradise."

"I just don't know, how to develop it."

An Baichen squinted his eyes. He looked at the human-faced grass in front of him, suddenly raised his legs, and walked towards the terrifying grass in front of him.

The human face grasses were excited.

There is food again!
They stretched the leaves crazily, and kept approaching An Baichen, trying to eat An Baichen's legs and waist!

Then, eat the upper body, arms, and head!
Every place, every inch, is food!

It has been a long time since they have eaten creatures other than undead, and even undead are rarely eaten.

　I tried voice input just now, and I couldn’t figure out how to import the encrypted cell lexicon, so I had no choice but to give up.
　　Let's play it by hand!
　　Ask for a recommendation ticket, a roar every day!
　　


(End of this chapter)