"What\'s the taste of his soul? What\'s the difference between him and ordinary people?" Zhang Cheng asked with great interest, appreciating the lifelike relief on the hilt of the sword.

Although he has read many books related to the Necromancer\'s magic and soul, he has not studied deeply in this regard, let alone distinguish the extremely complex thing of soul.

"Ah! This is a taste precipitated by time, a dream intertwined with shadow and life..." the soul arrest messenger tried to express his feelings at the moment in the way of aria.

Zhang Cheng obviously didn\'t want to hear this. He immediately interrupted, "stop! Tell me directly what\'s the difference between his soul and normal people. Speak human words as simple and clear as possible."

"Oh, well, well, you are really a guy who doesn\'t know how to appreciate. You know, my last master liked me to speak in this tone very much. She thought it was very stylish and could better set off her uniqueness." the soul arrest messenger complained in a regretful whisper.

With the increasing number of souls swallowed, its intelligence level is increasing day by day, and even began to form a character similar to human beings, which is far from as gloomy and terrible as when it first woke up.

"But she\'s dead! You don\'t want me to learn from a loser?" Zhang Cheng asked sharply.

He will not forget the essence of the magic sword, nor will he forget that the other party has tried to drag himself into the dark abyss several times, so he always keeps vigilance in his heart.

The soul arrest messenger undoubtedly knew this very well, and retorted with a smile: "What\'s the matter with losers? There is a famous saying in your original world that failure is the mother of success. Losers are not good for nothing. They also have their own advantages. At least in my opinion, she enjoys life far more than you and knows when to be nervous and when to have fun. You should understand that everyone\'s nerves have limits. Maybe you are better than you Most people are more patient, but it won\'t take long to maintain the current state. At that time, it\'s too late for you to relax. "

"Hum! Speak as if you know me very well." Zhang Cheng glanced disdainfully.

He is not an idiot. Naturally, he will not be unaware of the importance of the combination of work and rest. Appropriate relaxation can not only rest the tense nerves, but also greatly improve the efficiency of subsequent learning and research.

But the problem is that his current situation is really not very good. To be exact, he is in danger. He is surrounded by either covetous enemies or evil minded guys. How dare he put down his guard easily? This suicide makes no difference.

"Well, anyway, you are the master. How to choose is your right. I just put forward some suggestions. In fact, you don\'t have to guard against me like a thief all day. After all, our interests are tied together. Only if you go far enough in this dangerous situation, can I have the opportunity to retrieve the important part I lost." the soul detaining messenger explained meaningfully.

"The missing important part?" Zhang chengminrui grabbed an important word.

"Yes! What you see now is not my complete posture. It\'s too early to tell you this. I\'ll tell you the answer when you\'re strong enough. You just need to keep in mind that the real test will come soon. You\'d better get ready quickly, both in terms of strength and psychology, otherwise I promise that death is not just the end, but the beginning of pain." After that, the magic sword seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and there was no more movement.

Zhang Cheng stood where he was, savored the hints revealed in the words of the soul arrest Messenger, and soon said to himself with a smile: "the real test? Come on! I want to see who manipulates all this behind his back and what\'s the purpose..."

No fear of the unknown!

There is only a strong expectation and desire!

Even he didn\'t know why he had such a feeling, as if what was waiting for him was not a difficult challenge, but an opportunity.

Carefully put away the "tears of the queen of the deep sea", Zhang Cheng came to the hardwood staff inserted in the groove, stretched out his right hand and stroked the Dragon Crystal that constantly released bright light around, and then sighed in a voice that only he could hear: "what an interesting energy storage technology! If time permits, I really want to go to Asia in person. What a pity..."

As the last word fell, he suddenly injected an energy into the largest Dragon Crystal at the top of the staff.

moment

The weak balance that was not very stable was broken on the spot!

The huge energy stored inside is like a wild hurricane, which quickly forms a huge energy vortex centered on the staff!

Everything touched by the vortex is sucked away and crushed into a pile of debris floating in mid air.

What\'s more terrible is that the vortex is still growing with the continuous overflow of energy. After a while, the foundation of Shentian tower was shaken, and some supporting walls began to tilt and collapse,

Seeing this ancient building that has existed for thousands of years destroyed by himself, Zhang Cheng had no sorrow or joy on his face. He just returned to the top of the towering tower before it completely collapsed and rode on Kulo kelba to return to the blue sky again.

At the moment, there is not much living life in the old town. More than half of the people and livestock have become monsters made up of various corpses, and the rest of the corpses are scattered in every corner of the city. The former largest port city of Westeros has now become a place of death.

These corpse monsters of different sizes are in groups, patrolling the streets and alleys. Once they find the trace of living people, they will rush up and kill them and become a part of their own body.

Unfortunately, the half dragon form of Eric is the only unit that can barely continue to fight, so it naturally becomes the target of all corpse monsters.

There were not many intact parts of his whole body, the whole right arm had long disappeared, and his legs were covered with terrible black wounds. Even the hard dragon scales could not resist the invasion of death energy, and some parts began to rot and stink.

What\'s more terrible is that the dragon of death hides behind a pile of huge corpse monsters and jumps out from time to time to launch sneak attacks, which can cause objective damage every time.

If he goes on like this for more than ten minutes at most, he will be tired to death even if he is not killed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng finally showed a cruel smile and said in a voice that only he could hear: "very good! It\'s time to start the last step of the experiment. You know, not every necromancer has so many experimental objects and such a large site when he conducts the experiment for the first time. Let me see the power of this thing."

With that, he threw a small bottle of dark green liquid from above.

After a few seconds of free fall, the bottle slammed on a step and smashed, and the dark green liquid quickly flowed into an incomplete body along the height difference.

Blink!

The corpse jerked several times and stood up unsteadily. At the same time, it also released dark green fog from the inside and outside.

Every corpse touched by the fog also began to stand up. About three or five minutes later, an irrational army of corpses appeared in the middle of the street