Cataclysmic Transformation

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The ancient sarcophagus exudes a heart-pounding power, and Ron's uneasiness grows stronger.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the crazy beating heart, "Since it has arrived, let's see what is in the sarcophagus!"

Ron approached the ancient sarcophagus slowly, his hands pressed flat against the sarcophagus lid, and with a vigorous effort, the heavy sarcophagus lid was slowly lifted up, revealing a slight gap.

"call--"

A cloud of air oozed out, causing Ron to cough a few times.

"From--"

Ron shouted hard, pulling the entire sarcophagus lid open.

"Boom ..." As soon as the ground covered, the coffin lid fell to the ground, and the sky filled with smoke, causing Ron to cough for a while.

The smoke dispersed, Ron barely opened his eyes, and finally saw the things in the sarcophagus through the light of the night pearl.

But the thing in front of him surprised him, and the disturbing feeling of palpitations was finally found, that is from the sarcophagus.

What is inside the sarcophagus, the corpse, this is normal, but the corpse has no head.

The upper body of the corpse had exposed muscles with strong keys, and the lower body was only wearing a pair of long pants. Its limbs, hands and feet were all intact, except for the lack of a head. The thing that confused Ron most was to see The dust on this sarcophagus shows some years, but the headless corpse in the coffin is as if it had just died shortly. Its body muscles are not only still, but also the same as before, and the bronze-colored muscles have a bright yellow luster. .

"Strange! It looks like this sarcophagus should have been around for at least many years, how come this corpse has not decayed?" Ron wondered. Normally, a corpse was put in a coffin and it would become a pile in a few years Boneless.

"Isn't he dead yet?" A thought suddenly appeared in Ron's mind, which shocked him. He reached out boldly and touched it, the tentacles were cold, and it was indeed a long time since he died.

Ron secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's incredible that a person can't die without a head. But looking back, a headless body hasn't rotted after so many years. Isn't it even more incredible?

The headless corpse lay quietly in the sarcophagus, seemingly strange and horrible.

"Good familiar feeling! What is this feeling? How can I feel ... fear ..." Necromancer is a profession dealing with corpses, ordinary people may be afraid of seeing corpses, but Necromancer will not, but This corpse is different. He made Ron, the Necromancer, feel the fear, and that fear came from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, Ron slapped his head, "Yeah, I remembered it. The power of death, that fear, is like the kind of powerful heart-wrenching power of using death power ..."

His eyes fell on the headless body, "Why? This body also has magical powers?"

Ron's eyes slammed into the boss, "Could it be ..."

The answer is ready, God! Apart from God, who else can possess divine power?

Ron's breathing has become extremely fast. He looks at the headless corpse in the sarcophagus in disbelief. Is this corpse in front of him actually divine?

"Unfortunately, it would be great if Grandpa Khomelin was here ... He was well-informed, one @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html must know a lot of things, and maybe even know the origin of this body ..." Ron thought Thinking of it, he couldn't help thinking of Grandma Khomelin's coming. Earlier, Khomelin had been sleeping in the crystal coffin among the soul rings, and he had not come out for many days.

The beating heart was calmer, and Ron looked closely at the corpse in front of him, but his broken head seemed to have been cut off by some magic weapon. The incision was flat, and the bright red flesh inside was vaguely visible.

"A powerful sword, but I don't know who did it. It can cut off a god's head. This guy's opponent is really not simple." Ron thought quietly.

Sighing for the unfortunate fate of the man in the sarcophagus, Ron stood up and looked around. The entire tomb was empty, and there was nothing more than this sarcophagus.

Ron couldn't help being disappointed. It took him so long to come here, destined to return empty-handed, because according to those third-rate knight novels, there would always be treasure in the basements.

"It seems that there is still a great distance between the novel and reality ..." He smiled mockingly and stood up to leave.

Just walked a few steps, and suddenly my heart moved.

Wait, Ron turned back suddenly, staring closely at the headless corpse on the ground, his eyes shed light. Isn't this corpse of God the biggest treasure?

His heart flashed through the "corpse formation" taught by Grandpa Khomelin. If the god's body was sacrificed into a controllable body, what would be the power?

Although Ron ’s current strength can only refine zombies, retaining 50% of the strength of the deceased ’s life, but 50% of a **** ’s corpse is already terrifying. What can he achieve after refining into a zombie? looking forward.

But what confuses Ron more is that this corpse has no head, can it be successfully refined into a zombie? Ron was very suspicious.

He snapped his teeth, "No matter what, you have to give it a try." With Ron's character, you won't die if you don't try it.

Just do it, Ron sat down, took out the refining materials from the space bag, and put them on the ground one by one. When the thoughts moved, the soul of the spirit continued to overflow, and the bones were inserted on the ground according to their rules. Into a peculiar formation.

Corpse refining!

After more than half an hour of struggle, the complex mysterious corpse formation finally announced its completion.

Immediately after that, Ron ran to the sarcophagus, dragged the headless corpse out, put it in the array of corpse formations, and waited quietly.

"Why, there is no response? Is the magic circle wrong?" After waiting for most of the hour, there was no response and Ron scratched his head.

Suddenly, Ron slapped his head, "Oh, by the way, remembered, Grandma Homelin said that refining the corpse must be in the evening, after twelve o'clock ..."

In the dark basement, it is impossible to tell the difference between day and night, and Ron doesn't know what time it is now. If the corpse-making battle does not work, there is no doubt that it is daytime.

No way, Ron had to sit down and began a long wait.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and finally, the night came, and the magic circle glowed.

"Come!" Ron's heart burst into ecstasy. He carefully pressed down his inner excitement, stood up, and stretched his hands to hold his two eyes.

A powerful soul force rushed in, and the large corpse formation finally started to work.

At this time, Ron felt that his soul power was absorbed frantically, and he was taken away all at once, which shocked him.

"Why? This body actually absorbed so much of my soul power?"

"Not good! In this way, I will soon be sucked to dry ..." The absorption of the corpse formation continued, Ron was frightened, trying to pull out his hand, but he saw his hand firmly attached to it. , I ca n’t move if I want to.

Ron ’s forehead was covered with cold sweat. He felt a threat of death. The power required for this corpse to turn into a zombie is extremely large. His soul cannot support it. Next, this corpse should absorb his flesh. Now, until he was emptied, his heart sank, and there was only one thought, "This is over!"

Just when Ron was helpless, he only felt the soul of his right hand ringing, and a force of soul quickly added to his spiritual consciousness. This was just a momentary thing. In Ron's feeling, it was like a moment. For so long.

"It's dangerous, escaped a disaster!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief, before waiting for him to recover, only to feel that his soul power was like a thread and cocoon, and was pumped out again.

"Come again?" Ron's heart raised his throat again, but fortunately, the soul ring again poured out a soul power, quickly adding.

At this time, Ron seemed to be suffering in heaven and hell. After a while, his soul power was emptied and refilled again. Until later, Ron simply input the soul power of Soul Ring into the corpse magic circle.

"Huh ... Huh ..." Ron's physical strength had reached its limit at this time, and the big beads of sweat rolled continuously from his forehead, dripping onto the ground, and there were small puddles, but Ron But he was pleasantly surprised to find that the suction force in the array of corpses is getting weaker and weaker, and the magic array emits a very dazzling light.

"It's about to succeed!" Ron was ecstatic, and he rushed all the soul power into it.

The absorption stopped, the magic circle no longer needed Ron's soul power to start working on his own, and the fingers of the headless corpse lying in the eyes moved slightly.

At this time, a ray of light rose into the sky and shone on the ceiling of the tomb, then bounced back, illuminating the whole tomb, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Successful!" Ron almost jumped up and cheered, but his knees were soft and the whole person fell to the ground. His physical strength was almost exhausted, and even the strength to stand up was gone.

The light dissipated, revealing the refined headless corpse, somehow the headless corpse had stood up, as if waiting for Ron's order.

Ron fixed his eyes. The headless corpse was no different than before. The only change was that the palpitating power was gone.

"Refining a corpse into a zombie can only retain 50% of the power during his lifetime. It seems that this zombie's refining has succeeded!" Ron couldn't wipe off the sweat on his forehead, thinking happily, "Just don't know if there can be How much power! "

He looked forward to the strength of the headless corpse.

Ron approached with a smile and said to the headless corpse, "From now on, you are my servant, and you must obey my orders unconditionally ..." As he said, he injected his own soul into the Wu In the body of the head **** corpse.

"Wait, something's wrong!" At this moment, Ron felt that the imported imprint of the soul was repelled, his fingers were flicked away, and his heart flashed a little.

At this moment, the headless corpse suddenly moved. It actually raised its fist and slammed it into Ron. The fist with a strong sound of breaking the sky, a little spark in the air ...