Cataclysmic Transformation

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"Divine power is also a kind of power. The domain skills blessed by using divine power will become more powerful. For example, the skills I used when I confronted the life-strength power just in essence are just a normal" spear of white bones. " But blessed with the power of death, it would become a powerful "spear of death" ... "

"Good!" Ron nodded secretly. He remembered that when he first used the power of death, he used a more ordinary bone spear, but it was this ordinary bone spear that almost destroyed half of Asinaris— -A border town of the Holy Roman Empire.

"Oh, the so-called gods are not mysterious things, they are just the fusion of law power, Ron, if you can merge the power of law, you can become a god! I am not referring to the divine domain that uses divine power. The strong, but the real god! "

Klein said with a smile.

"The power of the law of fusion?" Ron laughed when he heard it. For him, even if he didn't say the power of the law of death, even raising the state was so difficult. As for becoming a real god, Ron just thought about it.

Although Klein said very easily, how can the gap between the gods and mortals be compensated by talent and effort?

"So, what is needed ... to understand the power of the" partial "law and thus generate divine power?"

Just as Ron and Klein had a heated discussion for "magic power", a clear voice was inserted, and the two looked back, but it was Fuli Jia who had ended the practice and quietly listened to the two. Human dialogue.

Klein's unreserved conversation with Ron, not only made Ron Mouton stunned, but even she was of great benefit.

Klein smiled, "This thing depends on everyone's savvy and opportunity. Among all the gods, those who can truly understand the power of the" part "law and can produce their own divine power, one of ten is good. Now! "

Fulijia "Oh" uttered, with a trace of disappointment in her wonderful eyes, but as a genius, she also quickly relieved, no matter what, her strength, she still had to rely on her own cultivation.

At this time, Pamir also woke up from a deep sleep and smiled at everyone.

"Now that everyone is recovering almost, let's go!" Klein braced the ground and climbed up hard, saying.

Ron and Frijka also stood up. Ron pushed the wheelchair, Frijah and Klein walked in front, and went deeper to the 17th floor of the Batross prison ...

Since everyone was injured, it was quite slow to catch up, especially Ron and Klein, who took the wound every step of the way, only frowning and stiffening.

However, Ron was not lonely along the way. Since Klein directed Ron in terms of divine power, Ron also put down his guard, and the two talked along the way, and soon became friends without words, Klein. It has become Ron's mentor, not only instructing Ron's cultivation, but also telling him a lot about the plane of the undead.

Ron slowly let go of his guard, and his affection for Klein also increased.

Walking, the cave is getting narrower and narrower. Soon, two bifurcation openings suddenly appeared on the road ahead. There are two bifurcation openings, one left and one right, which can only accommodate the size of two or three people passing side by side. He could not see the end with a gloomy breath.

Frigga, who walked in front, looked suspiciously at the two dark holes and stopped, looking at Ron.

"Which way should we go?"

"Kline, what do you say?"

Ron turned to ask Klein.

Klein looked at the two holes and shook his head helplessly, "I don't know!"

At this time, Pamir in a wheelchair pondered, "I think this is good, I suggest that we separate, and each of the two forks sends a person to go to find the way. If a black vortex leading to the 17th floor is found, Come back again! "

Pamir ’s proposal was approved by everyone, and Frigga responded first, “I ’m going to the hole on the left!”

"Then I'll go to the hole on the right!" Klein also said, "Ron, so you and Pamir will stay in place and wait for us!"

Ron was startled, "What's the matter? Klein, you have a wound, or let me go! You and Pamir are waiting for me at the same place, and I will come back to inform you when I find the way!"

"Nonsense! Don't you hurt yourself?" Klein said, lifting his face, "I'll go!"

After some disputes, Klein finally compromised. Ron and Friega walked into the two holes respectively, leaving Klein and Pamir waiting in place.

Pamir and Klein glanced at each other, and looked away from each other. They didn't know why, and they couldn't get to know each other.

Without saying a word, Klein walked to the corner of the wall, sat down, took out a water sac from the space ring, opened it, and took a few sips, "Goo ... Goo ..." and wiped his mouth.

After seeing Pamir, he smiled slightly, "Give--"

With a flick, the water sac flew flatly towards Pamir.

"Thank you!"

Pamir picked it up steadily, and was polite, took a few sips of the water pouch, and then turned around, "No more!"

Klein frowned. This was his last water bladder. Although the undead family did n’t need much water, it was troublesome if they did n’t drink. He thought for a while, "I seem to remember that we came after a period of time. River, so, wait here, I'll go find the water! "

He struggled to get up and walked back limpingly.

Pamir watched Klein's figure walking in front. At this time, his smiling face slowly sank, "Huh, I'm going to see what trick you guys make!"

After pushing the wheelchair, he quietly followed.

Unlike Ron, Pamir had a special vigilance against Klein, the mysterious necromancer. He was afraid that Klein would be detrimental to Ron.

Because of the injury, Klein did n’t go fast, he did n’t release spirit detectives, nor did he use crows, ghosts, and other reconnaissance skills. Like an ordinary person, Pamir had professional military training, tracking, and tracking. It was a piece of cake at all. He was behind Klein, carefully hiding his figure, and followed quickly.

Klein, who didn't notice anything, continued to walk forward, and after a while, he discovered the underground underground river that he passed by when he first came.

Klein squatted down, pulled out a water sac from the space ring, pressed it in the water, and the cold river flowed through, making the sound of "Goodong ... Gudong ...", splashing countless bubbles.

"Did I think too much? He was not malicious towards us at all?" On a prominent stone not far away, Pamir looked down at everything and said to himself.

Klein quickly filled a water sac, then took out a few other water sacs to fill one by one, and finally he took a handful of river water, began to wash his face, and then took off the rotten Necromancer robe from the space In the ring, another black Necromancer robe was put on.

Pamir looked at it for a long time, and found nothing. When he was about to turn around, he suddenly, "slap ---", something fell out of Klein's new Necromancer robe.

Pamir looked down, his body trembling, and an extremely unbelievable look appeared in his eyes.

"what?"

The thing that fell out of Klein's clothes was nothing more than a red silk leggings engraved with the shape of "卍".

In the dim cave, the bright red silk armbands, the black blood "卍" is particularly striking, Pamir looked at this thing blankly, and his mind was blank.

Red Silk Legion! Why is there such a thing in Klein?

"Don't ..."

Pamir trembling, he thought of a terrible fact, the pupil opened his head, "Is he ... Is he ..."