In the dark stone chamber, dozens of skeletons made of black bones were kneeling on the floor. The black fingers were in contact with the floor, and tiny spots of light appeared.

Nagas was sitting on the new throne that replaced the iron mushrooms, with his head facing forward and motionless. Under the robe, the originally black bones showed crystal clear green.

He was fully committed to the control of the skeletons - they were carving more than three thousand lines of runes on an inch-long stone slab. The runes were so small that even if they looked closely, they could only roughly tell that it was a spot of light.

In order to control such a fine manner, all the skeleton clusters of the strongholds were transferred into the fortress to conceal, so that the group of pest-like mice even regained the three dimensional stone mines.

However, it doesn't matter. Now that I have obtained the energy of the Chaos Demon Realm, the value of the Dimensional Stone Mine is no longer as good as before.

On the day these runes are completed, removing those pests is just a slight effort.

It’s still the things in front of you. Completion and strengthening your own bones are the most important.

When the thing called the Gray Prophet exploded, the dimensional stone energy that overflowed due to the explosion destroyed the mortal objects attached to his body, turned into strange flames and poured into his bones.

The bones that were originally passing energy were unexpectedly filled.

He no longer has to worry about the passing of energy that causes his body to collapse and go to another world.

But this is not at all cost. His bones are far weaker than before. If he is not careful, his whole body will collapse and turn into a pile of black and gray. The bones that have become transparent are the best proof.

And as described in the memory of the white mouse's soul, something like the Crown of Witchcraft is not something that can be created overnight. He has no way to achieve the magic to awaken the dead in the world.

To a certain extent, the Immortal One is just a stubborn person.

However, how can other things be known about the truth of the Immortal? They can only see the strength of the Immortal, and they must never see the fragility of the Immortal.

Despite this, Nagassh was still confident that he would be more smooth than the white mouse's brain.

The crown of witchcraft that was originally made in twenty years, this time it will be lengthened a little longer to thirty years.

The Immortal King believes that he can create a more powerful artifact for a longer period of time, coupled with his research on the Chaos Demon Realm.

As for the usurper in the south, Akadiza, he just had to wait to wash his neck and die in decades.

Thinking of this, Nagasch began to feel sad for the usurping mortals.

Even if the usurper in this world hooked up with the so-called vampire created by his legacy, he was far stronger than the one who relied solely on mortals and magic in the main text of history.

But so what?

Regardless of whether the race of vampires is as described in the memory of White Mouse, it is related to the gods behind it. Under his powerful power, the vampire can only surrender obediently - if he does not surrender, he will not be able to mercilessly give her to death.

As for, God?

A mere god wants to challenge the true immortal?

After learning that he would eventually become a god, Nagashy's mentality became increasingly swelling.

Although the memory depicts Nagasch more than he lost in the war, it was just a story made up by some stupid mistakes in details and a greedy businessman named GW.

The skeleton's fingertips fell down little by little, the powder of the dimensional stone fell to the ground, and another line of runes lit up.

Thousands of lines of runes on the surface of the masonry within an inch form several complex spell talismans, which are then connected with other masonry and stones, forming a more complex talisman structure.

Even Nagash's seemingly eternal will and dozens of special skeletons took a lot of time to complete this complete frame on the ground.

When the last rune fell, the sky outside had completely darkened.

Even though he claimed that his will was stronger than that of the gods, completing the fine carving of tens of millions of runes within a day also made Nagas's spirit feel a little tired.

When the octagon made of dense runes lighted up, it finally brought him a little satisfaction.

It was held up by the black bone servant and placed in the center of the magic circle. The flames in the Immortal's eyes light up even more.

Nagas stared at the magic circle below, the flames in his eyes were a little darker, he was a little dissatisfied. The complexity of the rune did not fully utilize the knowledge accumulated to this point, but in one day, he could only do this.

The eight angles are used to represent the eight forms after the differentiation of chaotic energy, while the internal things are used to change the form and properties of matter.

For spellcasters with a sufficiently advanced understanding of magic, the world is as easy to change as a pile of building blocks.

Runes are the most basic, widely used, but not simple tools - of course, this is not the essence of building blocks that build the world, runes are just development tools.

Compared with runes, spells are more superficial things, and they are sentence structures that are fixed from the beginning by the underlying rules.

Therefore, even if something that has never released magic, once you can communicate with the magic wind, you can recite a less standard mantra under the driving force of the magic wind.

The Immortal no longer needs standard spells. If they need spells, they will develop them themselves instead of relying on the guidance of magic winds.

The dull and strange spells that arise from this are constantly echoing inside the stone chamber, overlapping and increasing, and they are like a hammer made of sound hitting the wall, falling layers of gravel.

It seemed like just an appetizer, the spell in Nagas’ mouth, continued to change.

With his call, the power of stars, the power of sunset, the power of shadow, and the power of the earth seemed to be accompanied by the inspiration of Nagas, bringing the new magic wind.

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With the gentle caress of the spell, the original shapes were different, either flowing lightning or clear flowing water magic wind began to compress the interior.

Just a few minutes later, eight crystal clear octagonal column crystals were suspended on the black masonry.

Their size is not bad at all, each side is a standard 5 cm. With the guidance of Nagas, they approached Nagas as if they were sent to their nests.

Eight crystals rotated and entered from under Nagas' ribs, and gathered together on the inner surface, forming a structure that looked like a ring from the outside, which neither touched the rib nor the spine, and then stopped in the middle.

The fire in Nagash's eyes was greatly won, and the servants had prepared silver that had long been flying in the air with his claws.

A furnace made of pure mana wrapped them up, and these green furnace made of pure magic quickly turned into silver liquid.

More small crystals were condensed continuously, and then shattered by Nagas and thrown into the silver liquid.

The hot melted liquid turned purple, blue, and then red.

With the addition of the Magic Wind Crystal, its color continued to change until, as Nagassh finished pronunciating the last spell, the last crystal was thrown into it, and the color of the thing turned into a strange blue-black with a strong dead aura.

With the new round of chanting of mantras, the blue-black liquid, with a temperature that can almost be roasted in the air, poured into Nagassh's chest cavity.

Eight crystals constructed in special shapes were immediately wrapped, and the blue-black liquid turned into silk threads, flowing towards the black bones that had been crystal clear by green energy.

The unstable green on Nagas was originally heralded by the flow of this blue-black liquid, and slowly transformed into the same color.

The flames in the skull eye sockets went out.

If it weren't for the high temperature that was enough to burn mortals to death, the Immortal's body would seem like a real dead person, sitting in the middle of the magic circle.

This state lasted for several hours.

The sky outside the house almost showed a slight redness, which was a symbol of the rising sun.

In the black skull, the green flame began to burn again.

More and more green highlights appeared on the surface of the bones. After a few minutes, green spots appeared in all the blue-black places, which were the runes engraved on the body.

With the help of magic circles, building a magic circle with a number of runes inside and outside the body has become a relatively easy task.

This time, it only took half a night.

Nagas moved his black bones, and the strong magical energy responded to its master's call, and the dangerous feeling could no longer be found.

Accompanied by the trembling spell, the green magic thunder rushed through his whole body without any obstacles. His injuries had been fully recovered and his spell casting ability was greatly enhanced.

With a raised hand, Nagassh's will landed on the unknown mountain west of the Lame Peak. The nests of the group of pests hundreds of meters below, even thousands of meters deep.

Thunder dozens of meters in diameter fell with the will of the Immortal King, and large pieces of stones collapsed and evaporated, along with the soil.

Just an ordinary casting made the mountain fall more than ten meters out of thin air.

However, it is important to clean up pests at any time.

Since his body has been repaired, the Immortal decided to create a group of strong enough slaves for himself. At least, he still needs guards before creating the crown of witchcraft and the armor that matches him.

Another spell that made ordinary spellcasters unfamiliar, tens of thousands of runes hidden in Nagash's body lit up.

The Chaos Demon Realm cracked a tiny hole between the circular holes in the core of the Nagash crystal. A large amount of green energy turned into a vortex as if it was sucked by something.

The mass and quantity of this energy seem so amazing in this world where magic was almost drained by the vortex, that the magic winds around it were activated, and in the sky, it turned into a small vortex of torrential vortex.

The vortex kept triggering new vortexes, and finally, together with the clouds in the sky, were torn apart by magic and disappeared invisible.

Just as the magic in Nagashzar was still gathering, Skaven's warlords felt more and more sad.

Ecret has not yet recovered since he captured three mines the day before yesterday.

This morning, after the hill above the head was cut off and a temporary command lost it, this feeling reached its peak.

It was clearly hundreds of meters deep underground, and the inexplicable feeling of uneasiness was still pressing on his heart. Even drinking a few glasses of precious grape juice did not relieve it at all.

The warlords who believed in their intuition knew that this was a harbinger of the arrival of the death crisis.

After the match monster returned to the nest, all the bones and racks did not move at all, otherwise the rat man would not have the chance to take down three mines.

But the more this happens, the more suspicious Ecret is coming.

In the past few days, he has taken various preventive measures.

In addition to the conventional construction of underground fortresses that no one can dig through, except for several passages that directly lead to the underground fortress and then lead to the city, all the tunnels of non-killing caves around the mine have also been collapsed by him.

Such a huge movement, so much that the Crack Peak experienced several earthquakes in one day.

In addition to these isolation measures, there are real killer moves.

The engineering sorcerer apprentice who left behind after the disaster was knowledgeable and eye-catching, and shared the skills of the Skuri clan with him.

This made him believe this thing for the time being, after all, it means that the apprentice's life has been controlled by him.
To be continued...