National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

After several tests, Lin Moyu determined that as long as he did not enter the range of thousands of miles, there would be no danger.

Ten thousand meters is a critical point.

The vortex connects the remaining oceans in all directions.

There are monsters living in the other oceans, Lin Moyu is sure.

But near the vortex, there wasn't a single monster.

Even the starlight in the Starlight Sea has disappeared, and even the starlight does not exist here.

The vortex seems to have become a restricted area, and no monsters dare to approach it.

But if you can't get close, you can't find out.

The detection technique can't fly as far as 10,000 meters.

"Try it with the undead army!"

Lin Moyu summoned ten headless horsemen and made them rush towards the vortex in different directions.

He wanted to borrow the sight of the headless horseman to take a look at the situation in the whirlpool.

Anyway, the headless horseman will not die, and will be reborn in his own summoning space after being fatally attacked.

The Headless Horseman launched a dashing skill and rushed over at a speed of 3000 meters per second.

10 headless horsemen rushed over from different directions and angles.

Just when they entered the 10,000-meter range of the vortex, they rushed forward for less than 100 meters in less than 0.1 seconds.

The collective collapsed silently.

Without any movement, the headless horseman died directly, and then appeared in the summoning space.

They died together, almost in no particular order.

Lin Moyu felt the attack from the soul through the vision of the headless horseman.

There is almost no distinction between front and back.

Lin Moyu's eyes flickered, "Try again."

10 headless horsemen are too few, he released 10,000 headless horsemen this time.

The headless horseman circled around the whirlpool, in all directions, in the sky and in the water.

Following Lin Moyu's order, the headless horsemen collectively launched their charge skills and rushed over again.

Lin Moyu's soul power raged wildly, connecting tens of thousands of visions.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked him happened.

He saw a flash of blue light, followed by a huge face.

This face seems to be a human face, but it is full of various monsters.

The human face is composed of the power of the soul, which is extremely powerful and confused.

It appeared above the vortex like a wild beast, and let out a roar.

Thousands of meters spread between the souls, and all the headless horsemen collapsed at the same time.

Lin Moyu was also shaking violently, his face was pale.

Because his soul was connected to the Headless Horseman, his soul was also implicated by this roar.

Nine-colored Dragon Soul Crystal continuously exhales soul power to heal Lin Moyu.

The injury to the soul was very slight, just a shock, and it was healed in a blink of an eye.

Lin Moyu had some guesses about the whirlpool.

That face said a lot.

The human face is just a form, the essence is a soul attack.

More essentially, it is the disordered consciousness, which means that these soul energies are composed of countless strands of souls.

Their souls are combined together, but their consciousness has not been unified.

Where do these souls come from, good or bad, they are monster creatures that are attracted along the water.

They were sucked into the vortex, and their souls were firmly trapped by the vortex, becoming the power of the vortex.

Consciousness has not been destroyed, but also trapped here together.

Lin Moyu suddenly felt a creepy feeling.

If consciousness exists and can still think, then the vortex is a prison of eternal torment?

"What is in the vortex...". 11

"Imprisoning the soul, this is not something ordinary people can do."

Lin Moyu was going to try again, draw out the face again, and observe.

Although the observation time is only about 0.1 second, the time is not enough to make up the number of times. If you observe a few more times, you may be able to find something.

Just about to summon the Headless Horseman again, Lin Moyu suddenly stopped.

Turning around, I saw two professionals flying from a distance.

A man and a woman, holding hands, seem to be a couple.

The man looks like he should be around 40 years old.

Women should be similar, but they have a good face and look much younger.

The two flew to Lin Moyu, and the man clasped his fists towards Lin Moyu, "Brother, do you want to come to appreciate the great whirlpool in the center too?"

The central maelstrom is the name of this vortex.

Lin Moyu hummed.

The man continued, "After a while, it will be the time for the whirlpool to flow upstream. This is a rare sight that only happens once a year."

Lin Moyu asked, "What is a vortex countercurrent?"

He has never seen a whirlpool in the records, nor has he heard it mentioned by others.

The man laughed, "That's just the name I gave to the spectacle. I read in an ancient book that the central vortex will erupt once a year when the seawater sprays backwards. It is said to be very spectacular."

Lin Moyu was startled, "The sea water sprays backwards, what will happen then?"

The man shook his head, "That's the literal meaning. I haven't seen the specific thing. Anyway, it's said to be spectacular."

Then the woman said, "Let's take a closer look."

The man agreed, and the two flew towards each other.

Lin Moyu shouted sharply, "Come back."

The man paused, "What's the matter, little brother?"

Lin Moyu said, "Don't get close to Wanmi, it's dangerous and people will die."

The man was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't fully believe Lin Moyu's words.

It can be seen that Lin Moyu doesn't seem to be joking either.

Suddenly, a metal bead was taken out from it.

The metal bead was only the size of a fist, and the man threw it into the air, and then played a skill with his fingers.

The metal beads exploded with a bang, turning into a sword-wielding puppet half the height of a person.

Lin Moyu looked at the man, "Puppeteer?"

Puppet masters are rare, and this profession also has blood inheritance. There is only one family of puppet masters in the Shenxia Empire.

The man should belong to this puppet master family.

The man showed a little pride, "That's right, the Southwest Wang family! Wang Feng."

The southwest royal family, the puppet master family, is an extremely ancient family in the Shenxia Empire.

Their history is even older than the Shenxia Empire, and they existed before the founding of the country.

Their ancestors made indelible contributions to the Shenxia Empire and the entire human race.

There are records of them in the history books of the Shenxia Empire.

It's just that in the past hundred years, there has been no god-level powerhouse in the southwest royal family, which is a little bit in the middle.

But within the empire, no one dared to underestimate it.

Even a family with god-level powerhouses would not dare to trouble them.

One because it is full of honor in the Wang family.

The second is that there are god-level puppets in the family.

Wang Feng, as a descendant of the southwest royal family, and has reached level 83, is very likely to become a new generation of god-level puppet master, so he can indeed be proud.

A lot of information about the Southwest Wang family flashed across Lin Moyu's mind. The Wang family is a great family. "

Lin Moyu's tone was slightly respectful, the Wang family had indeed made great contributions to the Shenxia Empire, and even the entire human race.

Wang Feng's expression was more proud than before, pointing his finger forward, and the swordsman puppet passed.

This puppet's breath is not obvious, but judging by its speed, it should have a combat power of around 80.

And Lin Moyu can feel that there are soul fluctuations in the puppet, and it seems to have formed a special connection with Wang Feng.

Lin Moyu judged that Wang Feng should use his own soul to manipulate the puppet.

In this way, the puppeteer seems to have some research on the soul.

At least in other professions, below the god level, Lin Moyu seldom sees professions that have studied the soul.

The puppet quickly crossed the 10,000-meter limit, stopped suddenly, and fell from the sky.

Wang Feng let out a muffled snort at the same time, and his whole body instantly became sluggish.

His face was pale, and there was a little fear in his expression, as if he had seen something terrible.

Lin Moyu knew that his soul was hurt to a certain extent. After all, he used his soul to control the puppet. If the puppet was destroyed, his soul would also be implicated.

It's just that this kind of injury is not serious, even without any treatment, it can recover in a few days.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?

Wang Feng shook his head and said it was all right.

Then he turned to Lin Moyu and asked, "What's going on here?"

Wang Feng's tone was not bad, he didn't blame Lin Moyu (Nuo Zhao Zhao).

Lin Moyu had kindly reminded himself that if he had passed by just now, it might not be a puppet who died.

It doesn't matter if you lose a puppet, no matter how difficult it is to make a puppet, it's better than dying yourself.

The soul attack just now was extremely terrifying, and he knew that if he went there, it would be absolutely impossible to survive.

In this way, Lin Moyu's reminder still saved his life.

Lin Moyu said, "I haven't figured it out yet, it should be Soul Attack.

Wang Feng said, "There is very little information about the central whirlpool. I also read a few words in the book of the family ancestors. I know that the central whirlpool will have a seawater jet every few years."

"Afterwards, after calculation, the specific time of the seawater backspray was calculated."

Wang Feng's family is old enough, so it's not surprising that they can know some things that outsiders don't know.

But what exactly is the seawater spray, he is not clear about it.

The hand tie only said that it was very spectacular, but did not say anything specific.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the vortex.

The seawater, which was flowing in continuously, suddenly became violent!

The center of the vortex seemed to be boiling, the water column rose, and the seawater continued to flow upstream, forming a water column.

Lin Moyu's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately shouted, "Back!".