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Chapter 719 Feast of Death

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    Time passed, and it was half a year in a blink of an eye.

    At the edge of the starry sky, the tide of time and space swirled here, a wave rolled up, and a slightly embarrassed figure jumped out of it.

    The New World, the Green Field Territory, with the arrival of the Sutilt Kingdom mission that was moving slowly along the golden waterway, the news that the Green Field Territory is about to break away from the kingdom for autonomy and establish a principality spread like wildfire.  Some people are looking forward to this thing, and some people are worried about it.

    Although the kingdom's mission encountered several accidents along the way, with the personal accompaniment of Admiral Aokiji, they finally arrived in the New World without any danger.

    And when the mission arrived in the New World and officially announced the news, the Green Field Leader, the entire New World, and even the golden waterway were boiling. It was at this time that the Green Field Leader began to mobilize large-scale supplies and even troops. Everyone knew  This is in preparation for the coming nation-building.

    Lord's Mansion, small garden, picked up a small piece of bread as white as milk, Sean chewed carefully, a faint scent of malt and sweetness quietly melted between his lips and teeth, followed by a gentle and weak  The magic power then merged into his body.

    Bronze No. 1 wheat, the raw material of the small bread Xiao En ate, is a first-order extraordinary plant.

    After half a year, under Subhuti's careful cultivation, many useful seeds were born in the mother's nest. Bronze No. 1 wheat is one of them. It is not the highest rank, nor is it the most effective.  But it is the most suitable for large-scale planting. At present, the officials of the Green Field have begun to cultivate this kind of wheat on a large scale, which is used as the basic rations of the army and the official transcendent. If the transcendent wants to grow rapidly, eating is also a very important aspect.  .

    "This is the magic pet you spent half a year catching in the spirit world?"

    Putting down the slightly indifferent bun, looking at Ymir sitting opposite him, Sean spoke.

    At this moment, Ymir is playing with the little thing in his hand. This little thing has sixteen wings, its head is like a dark phoenix, and the feathers on the top are opened like a sword fan. It looks like a symbol of the king's majesty and authority.  The dark crown, its tail is like a butterfly, and black star spots are differentiated from the tentacles. When it swings lightly, you can see the traces of starlight across the sky, and its body is covered with fine and dense purple-black feathers.  It looks plush, very delicate, thin and transparent.

    Although this little thing looks very gentle, Sean clearly knows that it is a genuine sixth-order king-level monster. Its race name is Dead Dream, and its real size is not small.  Soul creatures, with the ability to transform into butterflies, can differentiate into millions of fairy butterflies, devouring souls for them, and are the natural enemies of normal life.

    The one in Ymir's hand was reborn after the racial imprint of the Dead Dream fell into the Boya world. After being discovered by Ymir, it was finally captured and became Ymir's pet.  Grasping this little guy quickly, Ymir also wasted a lot of effort.

    "Yes, when I accidentally discovered it, I felt that it was destined for me."

    The pale little face was cold, without any emotional ups and downs, Ymir spoke softly.

    Hearing this, and looking at Ymir's face, Xiao En's eyes flashed a strange color. No matter how you listen to it, you feel that such words should not come from Ymir's mouth. Perhaps Sigger is more suitable, after all, he is  It is the person who is in charge of cause and effect.

    "The characteristics of the Dead Dream are very compatible with me, and it also involves the realm of soul and death. The most important thing is that it can swallow the radiation I emit."

    As he spoke, a faint blue energy like mud emerged in Ymir's hands, drowning the dream of death.

    The energy disappeared, and the shrunken Dead Dream, bound in Ymir's palm, danced lightly, leaving dreamlike star trails in the air.

    Seeing such a scene, Sean squinted his eyes. He actually doesn't care much about a sixth-order king-level monster now, but this radiation-swallowing characteristic is extraordinary.

    "Is this devouring feature only for you or for all magicians?"

    As he spoke, a wave of chaotic energy emerged from Xiao En's hands, and although Dead Dream didn't avoid it this time, it didn't devour it either, as if it didn't suit his appetite.

    "As far as the current situation is concerned, the Dead Dream will only devour the radiation energy that escapes from me alone, but it is undeniable that it is not afraid of radiation."

    Spreading his palms, letting Dead Dream turn into countless fairy butterflies and blend into his magic robe, Ymir spoke. At this moment, the magic robe on him was even more dreamy, like the surface of water under a moonlit night, glowing with fine fluorescence.  At the same time, his own breath became more and more restrained, and no trace of energy leaked out.

      "This characteristic is very special, and we can focus on it later. If we can find something, then the path of the magician may be further improved."

    Looking away, Sean spoke softly.

    Hearing this, Ymir nodded.

    "Your Reaper should have taken the sixth-level potion, right?"

    Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, Sean changed the subject.

    Hearing this, Ymir nodded again. The Death Sequence is the second magical potion sequence in the Green Field, starting from Corpse Collector, Gravedigger, Necromancer, Undead, Ferryman, and Pale Lord.  , and finally pointed at the god of death.

    And the god of death in his reincarnation eyes that represents the human world is special in nature, and it fits extremely well with this potion path. Even the main ingredients of the first six potions he takes are extraordinary characteristics separated from himself.  In other words, the process of his digesting the potion is actually a process of readjusting his extraordinary characteristics. Under such circumstances, the speed of digestion is naturally far faster than normal.

    Hum, the scarlet brilliance reveals, the ominous breath pervades, the eyes of reincarnation manifest in Ymir's eyes, and the figure of the god of death emerges, but it is different from before, the god of death before is a spirit body that looks like a wandering ghost, now  It is a white bone skeleton wearing a jet-black crown.

    The cold atmosphere permeated the air, and at the moment the god of death appeared, a layer of illusory netherland buried with countless dead bones took shape, as if he wanted to transform this place into his kingdom.

    Da da da, the sound of fingertips tapping on the table sounded, the manifested underworld suddenly shattered, and the cold aura was swept away.

    "If you still can't wear off the effect of the potion on you as soon as possible, then next time I will really let you sleep forever in the Netherland."

    Ymir's slightly immature words sounded, mixed with a chilling killing intent.

    Hearing this, getting rid of the influence of the potion and waking up from the illusory dream of the king, the death god in the past and the current pale monarch quickly restrained all his strength.

    "When will the seventh-order death potion be completed?"

    Looking carefully at the groveling pale monarch, Sean spoke.

    "You can do it at any time, but he still needs the assistance of a ritual to successfully digest the potion. Only by holding a feast of death can he truly digest the potion of death."

    Without hesitation, Ymir gave the answer. He has been preparing for this matter and has never neglected it.

    However, although potion supernatural beings can use the power of potion to grow rapidly, this also increases their dependence on foreign objects. The higher they go, the more they need external help to digest the potion.

    The reason why this God of Death cultivated by Ymir was able to grow so smoothly all the way to become a sixth-order pale monarch is mainly because he is a sixth-order extraordinary creature, and the potions of this sequence are very compatible with him, but  Even so, if he does not rely on the power of the ritual death feast, he digests the death potion by himself, and the possibility of becoming a god in one step is infinitely close to zero.

    "Then get ready, there should be a chance to hold a feast of death soon."

    A dim light flashed in the azure blue pupils, and Xiao En spoke softly.

    Hearing this, Ymir narrowed his eyes slightly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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