Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 801: A sigh

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"Boom..."

The whole shattered hall shook again, Klein injected the death power frantically, and his domain power exploded once again.

The "death vortex" that was constantly spinning in the sky suddenly changed and became a huge skull. The skull appeared in the air, and the long hair floating like millions of whips. The wind twitched, and the skull's hollow eyes exuded an evil light. From a distance, the appearance of the skull was somewhat similar to Klein's face.

At this time, the huge skull's mouth slowly opened, revealing pointed teeth, and the mouth of the blood basin was like an unfathomable black hole.

"Domain-Death Swallowing!"

A strange suction force overflowed from the skull's mouth and collided with Ron's domain, causing the surrounding space to collapse.

Death swallows, swallows everything!

In an instant, no matter it was Ron's undead creatures, even the corrosive power of "death and withering", they were all absorbed and swallowed...

"Not good!"

Ron was shocked. He only felt the power in his body gushing forward uncontrollably, even his soul was attracted, and the corrosive power of "death and withering" was absorbed by the opponent.

At this moment Klein laughed wildly.

"Hahaha... Ron, you are still too naive, let me tell you one more thing, the biggest gap between you and me is not strength and realm, but race, don’t forget, Ron , You are just a human!"

"I Klein... from the noble family of undead people, our undead people are a hundred times better than other races when cultivating soul power... The understanding of death and soul is more profound. This is something you can never pass. The gap..."

"Ron, you, a Necromancer cultivated by a human being, are absolutely impossible to compare with the Necromancer cultivated by the Necromancer, so...today...you are destined to die!"

Klein was calm and relaxed. At this moment, he had already used his advantage.

"The Hand of Death!"

Ron gritted his teeth and spurred death again. In an instant, a huge hand stretched out and grabbed the huge skull.

"Boom...long...long..."

There were dozens of loud noises in front of me. I saw a huge skull with a mouth. The two forces collided. I saw the huge black hand shadow suddenly shook and turned into a black mist. He swallowed that huge hand again, as if the huge black hand shadow had never appeared.

Klein's domain "Death Swallowing" can swallow everything, nothing is left.

"What? How could this be?"

Ron's hands and feet were cold at this time, facing the terrifying skull with powerful devouring power, he felt powerless for the first time.

"Are I really not his opponent? Can't I avenge Pamir? Is there such a big gap between the undead and human beings in the practice of undead magic?"

Ron's heart is sad. He is not afraid of death, but feels unwilling and confused...

"Success to death!"

Klein yelled, and the mouth of the huge skull in the sky opened again. This time, his gaze was-Ron.

When Ron moved his hand, he realized in horror that his body could not move.

"No...not good..."

Ron's eyes opened to the boss, and his body flew up involuntarily, toward the mouth of the huge skull.

Ron struggled desperately, but unfortunately the suction power of "Death Swallowing" was so strong that he was sucked into the skeleton's mouth not long after.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise like a muffled thunder, Ron only felt black in front of his eyes and a sharp pain in his mind.

"Wow--"

Ron let out a scream. At this moment, he only felt that his head was about to explode. Knowing the depths of the sea, Ron's soul clutched his head tightly, letting out a painful mourn, and his body occasionally Now, it slowly became dimmed, and a lot of black gas appeared all over his body, as if it was about to dissipate at any time.

It was an extremely terrifying torture, a trembling from the depths of the soul, as if a person's soul was pulled out of the body abruptly. This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

"Ron, originally I didn't intend to do this, but if you want to die, you can't blame me..."

"This is the innate talent of the undead clan, and the necromancers trained by your human beings cannot compare with us. Even if I teach you all the undead magic, you will not be able to make any big waves... "

Klein's face is full of hideousness, and he is different from his amiable attitude just now, "Hahaha...struggle, scream, beg for mercy... Ron, you have no chance, today you Must die..."

"Your soul will be my best trophy... After absorbing your powerful soul power, I can even go further, condense the godhead, and become a **** directly..."

"Go to hell!"

Klein waved his bone staff fiercely, and his eyes were murderous. At this time, the power of the terrifying skull formed by "Death Swallowing" also rose to its peak in an instant...

Ron can no longer hear what he said. His soul has been separated from his body and absorbed into the mouth of that terrifying skull, leaving only a corpse with only breathing.

"I...dead?"

Ron opened his eyes, his soul was floating, without any direction, and without any purpose, just like this, everywhere, visible, chaos.

"It's not wrong, this is the dead space, a dead world..."

Ron's mouth twitched a few times, and he laughed at himself, "It seems that I am indeed not Klein's opponent...Unexpectedly, I am dead!"

After confirming that he was dead, Ron's heart became relaxed. He was already dead anyway. What's the use of thinking so much?

Perhaps because of the cultivation of soul power, Ron doesn't take death too seriously. In his opinion, death is just another form of life, and life and death can be transformed into each other.

But now, what can I do?

"Forget it, just die, it's okay, it's a hundred..."

Ron sighed and smiled bitterly. At this moment, he slowly accepted the reality.

"Death may be a relief for me..."

After figuring this out, Ron suddenly felt relieved and relaxed.

Ron's soul has been wandering, in the dead space, there is a chaos, there is nothing, even the passage of time has been forgotten.

At this moment, Ron's eyes flashed, and his eyes suddenly opened the boss.

Light!

He saw a beam of light!

How can there be a ray of light in a chaotic and dead world?

Ron's thoughts were attracted by the light, and his body involuntarily drifted towards the position of the light.

When Ron came to the beam of light and saw what was inside, he was truly shocked.

In front of Ron, there is a figure in a black robe. His back is facing Ron. He can't see his face clearly, but his breath is integrated with the surrounding dead space, as if it is imperceptible. His existence.

It was a tall man with long black hair flying in the wind. Under the shining of the light, it was unrealistic.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Ron asked softly, he only felt the familiar breath exuding the man, which made him feel more cordial.

"Ugh..."

The man with long black hair let out a long sigh. The sigh was full of helplessness and disappointment, and there was also a scent of hatred for iron and steel.

At this time, the long-haired man slowly turned around, and saw that his whole body was wrapped in a thick black robe, his face was wearing a skull-like horrible mask, and his eyes were exposed.

When Ron’s eye contact with the opponent’s eyes, Ron’s body was shocked and he screamed...

"Witch...Master Lich King..."