Cataclysmic Transformation

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Ron quietly looked at the huge throne on this ice peak. His heart was only admired and admired. In front of this giant who looked down on the world, Ron only felt that he was very small. [.23 [w] x.

Like the Sky Dragon, the Lich King is also a real god. The Sky Dragon gives Ron the feeling of being powerful and overbearing, and the Lich King is like a mountain-like tribute. This is a blessing that gave him inexplicable heart. The urge to worship.

The king sitting in Bingfeng's eyes brightened a little, and there was a tinge of blue light. Then, a powerful consciousness shot at Ron. After a while, Ron seemed to feel that he was seen through the whole body. In general, there is no reservation in front of this giant sitting on the side.

"Boy, your strength ... not very strong ... but it is good to think of your age ..."

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

In fact, Ron is still quite confident in his own strength. In addition to being unable to beat the Sky Dragon, he far surpassed other **** domain powers. After controlling the law of death, he once thought that he has become a god-at least infinitely close to God! This kind of strength can only be judged by the Lich Crown and "good" comments. One can imagine how powerful the Lich King really is.

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

The Lich King's eyes covered under the mask lightened up and asked, "What do you say?"

From this giant, Ron didn't feel a breath of life. Judging by his necromancer's eyes, the Lich King was really dead, and now the rest, just like a death jedi, is just a ray of remnant soul. It even says that it is just a residual consciousness. This residual consciousness is not the same as the soul. If the soul of the Lich King exists, there is no room for sky dragons to spread wild.

Ron wanted to say yes, but standing in front of the giant, he was a bit skeptical. The power of this residual soul was also very powerful, even far beyond the sky dragon. He couldn't say the word, so he shook his head, " I do not know!"

"Ha ha!"

The Lich King smiled, "You don't know, but you dare not say it!"

"Death! What is it? As a necromancer ... a researcher of the soul ... you ca n’t not know ... the so-called death is just a reincarnation of" life "... nothing is eternal ... even God ! The same will die ... "

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

"God! Will he die?"

Ron's eyes widened, and the giant's statement in front of him subverted his previous cognition. He always thought that God is immortal, never heard that God would die, but then again, Noah is not God? ? He was killed by the sky dragon.

"What is God? It's just the creatures that control the power of the law, whether it is humans ... elves ... or Warcraft ... they are all creatures, since they are creatures ... even if they are the creatures who control the law, who stipulates them Can't die? Life or death ... is a process ... child, you should understand such a simple truth! "

The Lich King Xun Xun tempted, as if like his mentor, opened the door to the law of death for him, Ron listened carefully, not letting go of any word, although he was on the process of "reincarnation" "I don't quite understand things like that.

"So ... I am alive or dead, what does it matter? No matter how powerful the **** ... no matter how powerful the legion is, it will eventually die!"

The tone of the Lich King was calm without a trace of fluctuation. As a lingering soul, his body was dead and his soul was broken. The only meaning of existence was to speak to Ron. He did wait for too long. For thousands of years.

Ron moved his mouth, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. In front of him, the giant who created the glory of the Scourge, the greatest need at this time was not comfort.

At this time, the Lich King's tone changed and became dignified. "However, although I am dead, the Scourge cannot be destroyed. Its existence is a benchmark and a banner. It is related to hundreds of millions of dollars. The life, dignity and living space of the undead ... "

"The undead will not die, the natural disasters will not be destroyed, and the banner of natural disasters will not fall because of my death. Ron, no matter whether you want it or not, you must take on this important task. The Scourge Army ... is the hope of all undead!

The Lich King raised his voice.

The Scourge of the main plane has already perished, at least in name, and there is nothing wrong. The Lich King has created the splendor of the Scourge, but he also knows clearly that the prestige of the Scourge is accumulated by the dead bodies and bones. As a result, killing, conquering, slaughtering the city, and destroying the country, the powerful natural disaster army has traveled every corner of the main plane. All races and legions are shaking in the **** skull battle of the natural disaster army. The once glory made today. Disaster.

The Lich King is a wise man. His eyes penetrate the mist and see the unknown future. He has long expected that the decline of the Scourge will cause a violent turbulence in the main plane forces, and even reshuffle. When the time comes, the undead will naturally be affected. He needs an heir, a new leader, to shelter the undead from the main plane.

This person is Ron.

Ron practiced undead magic at the peak of Noah ’s continent until it unified the entire Noah continent. It took only more than ten years. Without his support in the back, he could not do it. His support is very simple. It is also very direct, giving Ron strength directly through the Soul Ring.

It is not until today that Ron suddenly realized that every time he turned danger from an extreme crisis, there was a shadow of Lord Lich King. Even to a certain extent, his mentor Khomelin was also a chess piece buried by Lord Lich King. The duty is to lead Ron on the road of undead magic.

The cold wind blew like a knife on Ron's face, icy and cold, but his heart was warm at this time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming firmly.

"Dear Lich King! I ... Ron ... I am willing to take on this important task. I swear solemnly with my life that the Scourge ... will reproduce its former glory!"

"well!"

The eyes of the Lich King's cold steel mask flickered and dimmed.

"You ... come on!"

"Yes, my king!"

Ron paid a deep salute, then lifted his foot and walked up the steps on Bingfeng. The steps on Bingfeng totaled 9999 levels, winding up around the iceberg.

With deep respect, Ron walked step by step on the steps of the iceberg. His pace was so firm and powerful. The cold wind blew his robe and rolled like a black dragon ...

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

I don't know how long after that, Ron finally walked through the 9999 steps step by step and came to the frozen throne of the Lich King. He bowed his head deeply.

"well!"

At this time, the eyes of the Lich King were strangely brightened.

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

"Yes, my king!"

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

"Click ... click ..."

It's strange 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 were getting bigger and bigger.

Immediately after the "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, entangled on the iceberg, and the sharp howling Shake the Quartet.

The Lich King broke away from the decayed bondage, revealing a huge ghost shadow, floating quietly in the air, looking at Ron, and his cold eyes showed his 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 been using your powerful force carefully , But, really powerful, not just powerful ... I tell you this because I have foreseen ... my life is coming to an end, and you ... will be crowned king! "

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

As the clear voice sounded, something like a golden iron rolled off the throne and fell to Ron's feet.

This is an exquisite skull mask, with a greasy face, and a **** mouth opened like a ghost. Ron held his hand quietly, feeling the vast power of death in the mask.

"Go, boy! Noble undead, undead spirit of war, faith in death, desire for power, loyalty to evil, yearning for **** ..."

"Wear it ... you are my heir, their king!"

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

"Boom--"

A huge noise like a sky-splitting, the whole world oscillated in an instant. Large chunks of ice fell like raindrops. The powerful power of death also rolled up the ice and snow in the air, rising up into the sky. With countless souls, calling ... wailing ...

Ron trembled all over, feeling the increasingly powerful power from the mask of the Lich King, flooding the entire sea of ​​knowledge, and the soul in the sea of ​​sounds howled, not knowing whether it was excited or excited.

In the crack of the iceberg, a small green worm writhing the little body in pain. Suddenly, a crack appeared on its back, and a pair of beautiful wings quietly stretched out from the damaged shell, colorful ...

In the knowledge of the sea, a black ball slowly formed, which was a protective film that surrounded his soul and formed a body with his soul. Ron knew at the moment that this thing was called the Godhead.

Ron, who possessed the death god, unleashed its power with no scruples, the earth is cracking, the sky is falling, the vast ice and snow world, a scene of doomsday.

"Boom ... Boom ..."

I do n’t know how long after that, the world of ice and snow finally calmed down. Ron stood quietly in front of the Frozen Throne, his eyes closed, and he wore a fierce and strange Lich King mask on his face, wrapped in a layer of black gas The layer of black gas is formed by countless ghosts.

The ghost image of the Lich King's soul has disappeared, and he offloaded his mission of 100,000 years and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

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

"Uh--" To the ground.

Without any warning, a pair of blood-red eyes opened under the terrifying mask, and in a flash of eruption.

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