There was a palpitating power emanating from the ancient sarcophagus, and Ron's sense of uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress his frantically beating heart, "Since we've arrived, let's see what's in that sarcophagus!"
Ron slowly approached the ancient sarcophagus, pressed his hands flat on the lid of the sarcophagus, and with a sudden force, the heavy sarcophagus lid was slowly lifted, revealing a gap.
"call-"
A turbid air seeped out, causing Ron to cough several times.
"rise-"
Ron yelled, and with all his strength, he pulled the lid off the entire sarcophagus.
"Boom..." with a sound, the coffin lid fell to the ground, and smoke and dust filled the sky, making Ron cough for a while.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Ron barely opened his eyes, and with the light of the night pearl, he finally saw clearly what was inside the sarcophagus.
But what he saw in front of him surprised him, and he finally found that disturbing feeling of palpitation, which came from inside the sarcophagus.
There is something in the sarcophagus, a corpse, which is normal, but this corpse has no head.
The upper body of the corpse was naked, revealing strong muscles, and the lower body was only wearing a pair of long trousers. Its limbs, hands and feet were complete, except for a head. What confused and puzzled Ron the most was that looking at this The dust on the sarcophagus showed that it was old, but the headless corpse in the coffin was still as if it had just died. Not only were its body muscles still there, but they were still the same as before. The bronze muscle had a bright yellow luster.
"Strange! It seems that this sarcophagus must have been there for at least many years. Why hasn't this corpse rotted?" Ron wondered in his heart. Normally, if a corpse is placed in a coffin, it will turn into a pile within a few years Dead bones.
"Isn't he dead yet?" A thought suddenly popped into Ron's mind, which startled him a lot. He boldly stretched out his hand to touch it, and the tentacles were cold, it must have been dead for a long time.
Only then did Ron secretly heave a sigh of relief. It was unbelievable that a person without a head could survive death, but in retrospect, wouldn't it be even more unbelievable that a headless corpse has not decomposed after so many years
The headless corpse lay quietly in the sarcophagus, looking indescribably weird and terrifying.
"It's such a familiar feeling! What is this feeling? How can it make me feel...fear..." Necromancer is a profession that deals with corpses. Ordinary people may be afraid when they see corpses, but Necromancers don't, but this one The corpse was different. He made Ron, the necromancer, really feel the fear, and that fear came from the bottom of his heart.
Suddenly, Ron slapped his head, "By the way, I remembered, the power of death, that kind of fear, is like the palpitating power when using the power of death..."
His eyes turned to the headless corpse, "Why? This corpse also has divine power?"
Ron's eyes widened suddenly, "Could it be..."
The answer is already there, God! Besides gods, who else can possess divine power
Ron's breathing had become extremely rapid. He looked at the headless corpse in the sarcophagus in disbelief. The corpse in front of him was actually a god
"It's a pity, if only Grandpa Homelin was here... He is well-informed, he must know a lot, and he may even know the origin of this corpse..." Ron thought to himself, he couldn't help but miss Grandpa Homelin, Earlier, Huo Meilin hibernated in the crystal coffin in the soul ring, and hadn't come out for many days.
The beating heart calmed down a bit, and Ron carefully looked at the corpse in front of him, but the severed head seemed to be cut off by some magical weapon, the incision was smooth, and the bright red flesh and blood inside could be seen faintly.
"It's a powerful sword, but I don't know who did it. It can cut off a god's head with a sword. This guy's opponent is really not easy." Ron thought silently.
Sighing the unfortunate fate of the people in the sarcophagus, Ron stood up and looked around. The entire tomb was empty, and there was nothing but the sarcophagus.
Ron couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It took him so long to come here, and he was destined to return empty-handed, because according to those third-rate knight novels, there will always be treasures in the basements.
"It seems that there is still a big gap between fiction and reality..." He laughed at himself, stood up and prepared to leave.
After walking a few steps, my heart suddenly moved.
Wait, Ron suddenly turned his head back, staring closely at the headless god corpse on the ground, his eyes shining brightly. Isn't this god corpse the greatest treasure
His mind suddenly flashed through the "corpse refinement array" that Grandpa Homelin taught him. If the corpse of this god is sacrificed to a corpse that can be manipulated, what kind of power will it have
Although with Ron's current strength, he can only refine zombies, retaining 50% of the strength of the dead, but 50% of a god's corpse is already very terrifying. What kind of situation can be reached after refining into zombies? looking forward.
But what puzzled Ron even more was that this corpse had no head, could it be successfully refined into a zombie? Ron was very suspicious.
He gritted his teeth fiercely, "It doesn't matter, you have to try it anyway." With Ron's character, he won't give up until he tries it.
Just do it, Ron sat down, took out the refining materials from the interspatial bag, and put them on the ground one by one. With a thought, a trace of soul power continued to overflow, and he inserted the bones on the ground according to the law, and placed them on the ground one by one. into a peculiar formation.
Corpse refining formation!
After more than half an hour of struggle, the complicated and mysterious corpse refining formation was finally announced to be completed.
Immediately afterwards, Ron ran to the side of the sarcophagus, dragged out the headless corpse, put it in the eyes of the corpse refining formation, and waited quietly.
"Huh, why is there no response? Could it be that the magic circle made a mistake?" After waiting for more than half an hour, but there was no response at all, Ron couldn't help scratching his head.
Suddenly, Ron slapped his head, "Oh, yes, I remembered, Grandpa Huomelin said that the refining of corpses must start at night, after twelve o'clock..."
In the dark basement, it was impossible to tell the difference between day and night, and Ron didn't know what time it was. If the corpse refining array didn't work, it was undoubtedly daytime.
No way, Ron had to sit down and began a long wait.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally, as night fell, the magic circle shone brightly.
"Coming!" Ron's heart burst into ecstasy. He carefully suppressed the excitement in his heart, stood up, and stretched out his hands to hold the two eyes.
A powerful soul force poured in crazily, and the corpse refining formation finally began to operate.
At this time, Ron felt that his soul power was absorbed crazily, and was emptied all at once, which shocked him a lot.
"What? This corpse actually absorbed so much of my soul power?"
"Not good! In this way, I will soon be sucked to do it..." The absorption of the Corpse Refining Formation was still going on, Ron was horrified, and wanted to pull his hand out, but saw that his hand was firmly attached to it, I can't move even if I want to.
Ron's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he felt a threat of death. The power required to refine this corpse into a zombie was extremely huge, and his soul power could not support it at all. Next, this corpse should absorb his flesh and blood Until he was freed, his heart sank, and there was only one thought, "It's over!"
Just when Ron was helpless, he only felt the soul ring on his right hand move, and a surge of soul power quickly replenished his spiritual consciousness. Ten thousand years so long.
"It's so dangerous, I escaped a catastrophe!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief, before he recovered, he felt that his soul power was taken away again like a cocoon.
"Again?" Ron's heart rose to his throat again, but fortunately, a surge of soul power gushed out from the soul ring again, quickly replenishing it.
At this time, Ron seemed to be tormenting in heaven and hell, his soul power was drained for a while, and replenished again for a while, until later, Ron simply input all the soul power of the soul ring into the corpse refining magic circle.
"Huh... Huh..." At this time, Ron's physical strength had reached its limit, and bead-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down from his forehead, dripping to the ground, and small puddles appeared. However, Ron was pleasantly surprised Suddenly found that the suction in the corpse refining formation was getting weaker and weaker, and the magic circle emitted extremely dazzling light.
"It's about to succeed!" Ron was ecstatic, and he rushed in with all his soul power.
The absorption stopped, the magic circle no longer needed Ron's soul power and began to operate by itself, and the fingers of the headless corpse lying in the eye of the formation moved slightly.
At this time, a ray of light rose into the sky, irradiated the ceiling of the tomb, and then bounced back, illuminating the entire tomb so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes.
"Success!" Ron almost jumped up and cheered, but his knees gave way, and he fell to the ground. His physical strength was almost exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
The light dissipated, revealing the refined headless corpse. At some point, the headless corpse stood up, as if waiting for Ron's order.
Ron took a closer look, and the headless corpse was no different from before, the only change was that the palpitating power before had disappeared.
"The refining of a corpse into a zombie can only retain 50% of the power it had before it was alive. It seems that the refining of this zombie has been successful!" Ron thought happily, regardless of wiping the sweat from his forehead, "I just don't know if there will be any power." How much power!"
He had expectations for the strength of this headless corpse.
Ron approached with a smile, and said to the headless corpse, "From now on, you are my servant, and you must obey my orders unconditionally..." As he spoke, he imprinted his soul into the headless corpse. In the body of the god corpse.
"Wait, something's wrong!" At this moment, Ron felt that the imported soul imprint was repelled, his fingers were flicked away, and something bad flashed in his heart.
At this time, the headless corpse suddenly moved. It actually raised its fist and slammed it at Ron. The fist made a strong sound of piercing the air, and sparks sparked in the air...