Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 838: I am the Lich King

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Ron quietly looked at the huge throne on this ice peak. There was only incomparable admiration and admiration in his heart. In front of this giant who was gazing at the world, Ron only felt that he was very small. [TOP_点] Novels

Like the Sky Dragon, the Lich King is also a true god. The Sky Dragon gives Ron the feeling of being powerful and domineering, while the Lich King’s respect is like a mountain standing back, which made him inexplicably give birth to An impulse to worship.

The king sitting among the ice peaks brightened his eyes, a faint cyan light appeared, and then, a powerful consciousness shot at Ron, and for a while, Ron seemed to be seen all over his body. A transparent, unreserved in front of this sitting giant.

"My child, your strength... is not very strong... but considering your age... it's not bad!"

The Lich King on the Frozen Throne narrowed his gaze, and a wave of soul wave came, confirming Ron's strength.

In fact, Ron is quite confident in his own strength. Apart from being unable to defeat the Sky Dragon, he is far surpassed by other powerhouses in the gods. After controlling the law of death, he once thought he had become a god-at least infinitely close. To God! Such strength can only be commented by the Lich Crown and "not bad". One can imagine how powerful the Lich King is.

Ron took a few deep breaths, calmed down his excitement, and asked boldly, "Witch...Master Lich King...Are you...are you really dead?"

The eyes of the Lich King under the mask lit up and asked, "What do you think?"

From this giant, Ron did not feel a breath of life. Judging from the eyes of his necromancer, the Lich King was really dead, and what is left now is just like a dead Jedi. The remnant soul is nothing more than a remnant consciousness. This remnant consciousness is not equivalent to a soul. If the soul of the Lich King exists, there is no room for the dragon to stray in the sky.

Ron wanted to say yes, but standing in front of this giant, he was a bit skeptical, just that the power of this remnant soul was extremely powerful, even far beyond the sky dragon, he couldn't say the word, so he shook his head Said, "I don't know!"

"Haha!"

The Lich King smiled, "It's not that you don't know, but you are afraid to say it!"

"Death! What is it? As a necromancer...a researcher of the soul...you can't help but know...the so-called death is just a cycle of "life"... nothing is eternal... Even if it's a god! It will die..."

The Lich King said slowly, his tone full of sadness.

"God! Will die too?"

Ron's eyes widened. The giant's statement in front of him overturned his cognition. He always thought that God is immortal. He has never heard that God can die, but then again, Noah Isn't it a god? He was killed by the sky dragon.

"What is a god? It's just a creature that controls the power of the law, whether it's humans... elves... or monsters... they are all creatures, since they are creatures... even the creatures that control the law, who It is also stipulated that they will not die? Life or death... is a process... Child, you should understand such a simple truth!"

The Lich King was seduced and seduced, like his mentor, opening the door to the law of death, a higher level for him. Ron listened carefully, not letting go of any word, although he was right "The "process" and other things are still not clear.

"So...what does it matter if I am alive or dead? No matter how strong the god...the strongest legion will eventually die!"

The Lich King’s tone was calm without a trace. As a ray of remnant soul, his body was dead and his soul was shattered. The only meaning of existence was to speak to Ron. He did wait for too long. , It has been 100,000 years.

Ron moved his mouth, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. The giant who created the splendor of the Scourge with one hand in front of him, at this time, what he needs most is not comfort.

At this time, the Lich King’s tone changed and became solemn, "However, although I am dead, the Scourge cannot be destroyed. Its existence is a benchmark and a banner. It is about With the lives, dignity and living space of hundreds of millions of undead..."

"The undead will not die, and the natural disasters will not be destroyed. The banner of the natural disasters will not fall because of my death. Ron, whether you like it or not, you must take on this important task. The Scourge... is the hope of all the undead! "

The Lich King raised his voice.

The Scourge on the main plane is dead, at least in name only. There is nothing wrong. The Lich King created the glory of the Scourge with one hand, but he also knew in his heart that the prestige of the Scourge was the dead bodies and countenances of the undead. The accumulation of bones, killing, conquering, massacre, and destroying the country, the powerful natural disaster army has stepped through every corner of the main plane. All races and legions are trembling under the Scarlet Skull War of the Natural Scourge Legion, their former glory, Created today's disaster.

The Lich King is a wise man. His gaze penetrates the fog and sees the unknown future clearly. He has long expected that the decline of the Scourge will cause violent turbulence in the main plane, and even reshuffle the cards, when the undead will naturally After being affected, he needs an heir, a new leader, to protect the undead on the main plane.

This candidate is Ron.

Ron practised undead magic and stood at the pinnacle of Noah Continent until he unified the entire Noah Continent. It only took more than ten years. Without his secret support behind him, he would not be able to do it. His support It was simple and straightforward. He gave Ron power directly through the soul ring.

Until today, Ron suddenly realized that every time he was rescued from extreme crisis, there was the shadow of Lord Lich King behind him. To a certain extent, his mentor Huo Meilin was also a chess piece buried by Lord Lich King. , His duty is to lead Ron on the path of undead magic.

The cold wind was bitter, slashing like a knife on Ron's face, cold to the bone, but at this moment his heart was warm, he slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with firm eyes.

"Dear Lich King! I... Ron... would like to take on this important task, and I solemnly swear with my life that the Scourge... will reappear its former glory!"

"Very good!"

The eyes under the cold steel mask of the Lich King flickered, then dimmed.

"You...Come on!"

"Yes, my king!"

Ron saluted deeply, then raised his foot, and walked up the steps on the Bingfeng. The steps on the Bingfeng, a total of 9,999 steps, wound up around the iceberg.

Ron walked on the iceberg steps step by step with deep respect. His steps were so firm and powerful. The cold wind blew his robe and rolled like a black dragon...

At this time, heavy snow like feathers fell one after another, and the ground was covered with silver makeup.

I don't know how long it took, Ron finally walked the 9999 steps step by step and came to the Frozen Throne of the Lich King. He bowed his head deeply.

"Very good!"

At this time, the Lich King's eyes lit up strangely.

"Put on my mask and inherit everything from me!"

"Yes, my king!"

Ron bowed respectfully. He slowly reached the last few steps on the throne and stretched out his right hand...

"Crack...Crack..."

It's weird to say that Ron's hand only touched the frozen throne lightly. The ice that had been frozen for thousands of years on the throne broke open without warning, and the cracks grew bigger and bigger.

Following, "Boom--" The whole iceberg vibrated like an explosion. The body of the Lich King on the Frozen Throne broke apart and turned into thousands of ghosts, tangled on the iceberg, sharp His wailing shook the Quartet.

The Lich King broke free from the fetters of the decadent **, revealing a huge ghost of his soul, floating quietly in the air, looking at Ron, his icy eyes showed a fatherly concern.

"Child...I have been watching you...Watching you grow up day by day...Become a powerful undead...A great hero, child...I also believe...You have always used yourself carefully Powerful strength, but the real power is not only the strength of strength... I tell you this because I have a foreboding that... my life is about to end, and you... will be crowned king!"

"Ding...ding...ding..."

With the crisp sound, something like gold and iron rolled off the throne and fell under Ron's feet.

This is an exquisite skull mask, with a hideous face, opening a blood plate like a ghost, Ron quietly holding his hand in his heart, feeling the vast death power coming from the mask.

"Go, child! Noble undead, immortal war soul, faith in death, desire for power, loyalty to evil, yearning for rule..."

"Put it on... you are my heir and their king!"

Ron bowed deeply. When he straightened up, his eyes showed a trace of determination. He took a deep breath and slowly put the Lich King mask on his head...

"Boom--"

There was a loud noise like the sky and the earth cracking. In an instant, the whole world shook. Large chunks of ice fell like raindrops. The powerful death power rolled up the ice and snow in the air, rising up and falling from the sky. The beam of light entangles countless souls, calling... and howling...

Ron trembled all over, feeling the stronger and stronger power coming from the mask of the Lich King, flooding the sea of ​​consciousness, and the souls in the sea of ​​consciousness let out a howl, not knowing whether it was excitement or excitement.

In the cracks of the iceberg, a small caterpillar twisted its small body in pain. Suddenly, a crack appeared on its back, and a pair of beautiful wings quietly stretched out from the broken shell, colorful...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a black sphere slowly formed. It was a protective film that surrounded his soul and formed one with his soul. Ron already knew at this moment that this thing was called godhead.

Ron, who possesses the Godhead of Death, unleashes its power without hesitation. The earth is cracked, the sky is collapsed, and the vast world of ice and snow is a doomsday scene.

"Boom... boom..."

I don’t know how long the ice world finally calmed down. Ron stood quietly in front of the Frozen Throne, his eyes closed, his face was wearing a hideous and strange mask of the Lich King, and his body was covered with black air. Envelope, this layer of black energy is formed by countless ghosts.

The phantom of the Lich King's soul has disappeared. He unloaded his 100,000-year mission and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

In front of the frigid throne, the new king stands, like the rising sun, glowing with life.

"Whh--" there was a grunt.

Without warning, a pair of blood-red eyes opened under the horrible mask, and they burst into light in an instant.

"From today...I am the Lich King!"