Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 842: The power of the artifact
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"Why, is there any problem?"
Ron asked back.
Nicole lost her mind for a while, and then said, "I know what you are thinking...you must be thinking in your heart, you got my father's inheritance, and then got the Scourge Scepter, and appeared as the heir. Can command hundreds of millions of dead souls!"
"Isn't it?"
Ron's face blushed, as if showing her through his mind, in fact, that's what he thought in his heart.
"Actually, you are right to think so. The Scourge Scepter is a symbol of the Scourge Legion. Owning it will own the entire Scourge Legion, ordering hundreds of millions of undead... But..." Nicole sighed and looked at Ron. Some regrets, "If you appeared when my father had just fallen, it would be possible, but now it has been a hundred thousand years...too late, maybe...the undead have forgotten their father..."
"Really?"
Ron’s eyes dimmed, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen in his heart was also shattered. Time has passed 100,000 years, and the undead are afraid that they have almost forgotten this person, Hermes, suddenly someone He took out a weapon and told everyone to obey his orders.
Even if it was Ron’s respected Lord Noah, if someone held Noah’s sword to let Ron listen to his orders in 100,000 years, Ron would have no choice but to treat him as a fool.
Nicole glanced at Ron and said hesitantly, "Actually, for the moment, it’s not necessarily a good thing that the Scepter of Natural Disaster is in your hands. Last time the Shenandoah Continent chased and killed my group. Do you remember?"
"It's the undead named Jibin, I remember!" Ron said in a deep thought. He remembered that Nicole was hunted and killed by a group of undead in the Shenandoah Continent. Their purpose was the Scourge Scepter.
"Yes!" Nicole nodded, "They are from the Plague Legion!"
"Plague Legion?"
Ron froze for a moment, "What is that?"
"It is also a main battle army of the undead... To be precise... His army commander is under the seat of Gibbin’s father, Dreadlord Saruman. Saruman was a subordinate of my father 100,000 years ago. The Plague Legion is also part of the Scourge. After my father disappeared, the Plague Legion separated from the Scourge and became a part of it!"
Nicole talked about some grievances about the undead in the main plane.
"This guy named Saruman is very strong, at least not under my father. After my father disappeared, he started with the idea of the Scourge Scepter, intending to use the Scourge Scepter as a token to order hundreds of millions of dead souls. , Annex the entire Scourge!"
"That's it!"
Lon listened carefully, he finally understood, and sighed, "It seems...I am not safe to hold this Scourge Scepter. I am afraid that once he reaches the main plane, if he knows that I have this As far as things are concerned, I'm afraid it will kill me directly and **** the Scourge Scepter!"
Ron thought to himself, how big is the difference in strength between himself and that dreadlord Saruman? No matter how weak the opponent is, let's talk about a plague army, and I am only alone in the main plane. This comparison of strength...
For a moment, Ron was in a state of confusion, thinking that this mission was not so easy to complete, otherwise Lord Lich King would just inherit the power to whichever.
"Yes, this is just one party who wants to **** the Scourge Scepter. In fact, for you, the other party is even more dangerous..."
Nicole said.
"What? More?"
Ron was shocked. There was more than one enemy who felt that he was in the Lord of the Undead. He really wandered on the Lord of the Undead with the Scourge of Scourge. It would be strange to be slaughtered every minute.
"The other force is the Scourge God Emperor Fismak. After my father disappeared, this guy named Fismak took over most of the Scourge Legion’s power and claimed to be the Scourge God Emperor, but he has not been able to get out The Scourge Scepter, so, his inheritance is a bit...problem, many undead are not in love with him. Of course, the strength of this Scourge is far inferior to the original Scourge..."
"This is what Klein said about the Scourge!"
Ron groaned for a while and said, he heard Klein say that there is still a Scourge Legion in the main plane of the undead, but this Scourge Legion is not worthy of his allegiance. As for the reason, Klein did not say.
"Of course, the forces that want to **** the Scourge Scepter are not limited to these two forces. Other forces also want to obtain the Scourge Scepter, support their spokespersons, and then control the entire undead clan, such as the demon clan you met last time in Shenandoah, and even Angels in the Justice League... They all want this thing!"
Nicole took a deep breath and said, over the past 100,000 years, she has worked so hard to protect the Scourge of Scourge, not to mention it, she has to look for the whereabouts of her father, the Lich King, if not for the Lich King. She gave her millions of Sombra Coins and bought a lot of life-saving gadgets, and now I am afraid that she can't live anymore, her strength is too low.
After Nicole finished talking about the situation of the undead's main plane, even Ron felt troubled. It seemed that his main plane's deeds could save his life. It seemed that it was good enough. As for the restoration of the glory of the Scourge, and the protection of hundreds of millions Undead, you don't have to think about it.
"Is there any good way?"
Ron frowned and asked, he was helpless with the current situation, he couldn't solve it.
"I don't know... Father's order was to hand over the Scourge Scepter to the true heir... and I also completed my mission!"
Nicole shook her head, and a daze flashed in her eyes. She made it clear that her mission had been completed, and the rest was Ron, the heir.
"The main plane of the undead, I have not returned for a long time. Besides, with my strength...I am afraid I can't help you much!" Nicole whispered.
Ron stood up, pacing irritably in the Hall of the Dead, frowning and his face solemn.
At this time, Ron stopped, "That...Scourge Scepter...Can I take a look?"
"Yes!"
Nicole was not surprised. She raised her head, took out a delicate necklace from her neck, put her hands on the necklace, and whispered a spell.
After a while, with a "pop-", the space lock on the necklace was unlocked, and Nicole solemnly took out something and handed it to Ron.
"This is the Scourge Scepter?"
In the Hall of the Dead, Ron quietly stroked a jade-like bone stick in his hand, sighing and asking.
The Scourge Scepter in Ron’s hand is a bizarre, crystal-clear white bone rod, about 1.34 meters long. The rod is very smooth and has the skinny feeling that Ron is most familiar with, but it is abnormal. It’s heavy, much heavier than a stainless steel sword. At the top of the bone stick is a huge skull with hollow eye sockets and sharp teeth. It looks very hideous. Below the huge skulls is a row of slightly smaller ones. There are eight skeletons in total, which are facing east, south, west, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest. The skeletons in these eight directions have a string of beads hanging under their chins. These small beads There were even smaller skeletons. Ron counted them carefully. Each of these beads was exactly thirteen.
"Thirteen" is an inauspicious number in people's current concept. It represents death, and this meaning is liked by the undead.
"Yes, this is the Scourge Scepter!"
Nicole nodded and replied, she hesitated, and whispered, "It belongs to you now!"
"Can I use it now?"
Ron loves the Scourge Scepter very much. This weapon gives him a different feeling. It is a feeling of blood connection. When Ron takes it in his hand, he can clearly feel the Scourge Scepter. The joy that exudes is like a close comrade in arms that has not been seen for a long time.
"Of course, this is your right!"
Nicole shrugged, and then reminded in a low voice, "But please note that its power...can increase your power by at least 30%, I'm afraid you will ruin this place!"
"I have my own score!"
Ron nodded, and he chanted a few spells softly.
In an instant, the entire hall of the dead fell silent, and a trace of strange and terrifying aura overflowed, spreading everywhere.
The sun in the sky seems to have lost its light, falling like a morning star, and the earth plunged into boundless darkness.
"What's wrong..."
"What's the matter?"
"Why is it dark..."
"It's terrible...a suffocating power!"
The sunny weather suddenly became dimmed, but it was not completely dark, but a smell of death and desolation. The people in the Undercity became chaotic, and panic continued to spread.
"What's going on?" Vivian, who was discussing with Elder Huo Meilin, stood up in a gloomy manner, and said in surprise, "What a powerful breath of death!"
"This came from Ron's room!" Huo Meilin's face was solemn, "artifact, I feel the breath of the artifact!"
"Let's...Look at it!"
Huo Meilin exchanged glances with Vivian, and ran toward the Hall of the Dead at the same time.
"Giggle--"
In the Hall of the Dead, Ron was holding the huge skull at the top of the Scourge as if he were alive. Two hollow eye sockets glowed with a mysterious blue light, while the small skulls in eight directions down looked like spinning tops. Rotating like a bolt, it drives eight strings of thirteen beads to rotate together, making a crisp sound like a bone beating.
At this moment, Ron, his body has risen in the air, like a demon falling from the sky, with a "swish—" Out of the terrace, it blasted directly on a hill more than thirty miles outside the Undercity.
"Rumble--" The ground shook, and the mountains shook, and there was a strong tremor in the Hall of the Dead in the Undercity.
"So exaggerated?"
Ron was dumbfounded in astonishment. He obviously didn't use much power, but he caused such a huge damage. Nicole said that the artifact had the effect of power addition, so he was right.
"You still don't understand the power to control the Scourge Scepter. If this artifact is in my father's hands, its power will only be greater!"
Nicole said proudly.
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