Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

Chapter 655: Undead Magic, Soul Placement

In addition, the sea soul beasts that had signed soul contracts under the lobbying of the Sea Princess worked together...

Soon, the small frictions between soul beasts escalated into fights between tribes, and then as more and more tribes were involved, the war spread to the entire sea!

Most of the ocean floor was in disarray, completely muddied.

The soul beasts on land are divided into camps according to their territories, and each area has its own leader, such as Emperor Tian of the Star Dou Great Forest, Snow Emperor of the Far North, and Evil Emperor of the Evil Demon Forest.

Moreover, under the continuous compression of humans, the areas where land soul beasts live are either extremely cold ice fields or dense forests in the mountains. In short, they are areas that are not suitable for human habitation.

Moreover, the divisions are loose and fragmented by human towns.

Because of this, the connection between them is not close, let alone any conflict. In addition, with the existence of the soul beast king, although there are some frictions and conflicts between the soul beasts, they are all within the controllable range.

However, the situation of sea soul beasts is quite different. They fight independently as units of their own clans.

The sea is vast and endless, and humans cannot set foot in it.

Without the suppression of the unified sea soul beast king, the conflicts and contradictions between them are naturally more intense than those of land soul beasts. Like a gunpowder barrel, it only takes a little spark to completely detonate.

The singing of the Sea Princess was the fire that completely detonated the huge powder keg that had been accumulating in the Douluo Sea for tens of thousands of years.

She only needs to take the lead and mobilize a few influential groups, then she can retreat safely and watch the show from behind the scenes.

As for the rest, the Sea Princess didn't need to do anything, the chaos in the sea would naturally intensify, with people attacking each other, until Tang San was finally alarmed and had to intervene personally.

The Sea Princess’ mission was thus completed, and she finally got rid of her anger.

Ever since she learned that the souls of the deceased elders in the tribe were imprisoned by the Sea God and used as tools to make the God-given soul rings, she has been holding a grudge in her heart.

But due to her identity as the God of the Sea, and Su Luoheng's instructions, she could only bury these emotions in her heart.

I can't express my feelings by holding it in.

After finally getting the order, which was specifically aimed at Seagod Tang San, Princess Sea naturally wanted to do something big. Even if it only caused a little trouble, she was willing to do it.

When it comes to dealing with Poseidon, she is the best choice.

And this dispute finally vented some of the anger.

Su Luoheng and Xue Di originally just wanted to stir up some trouble, but they didn't expect that the Sea Princess's move would cause such a big commotion that they almost overturned the Sea God's home.

Over-done.

All I can say is - well done!
And: Never underestimate a daughter's desire for revenge.

But in the final analysis, the sea soul beast tribe is not united to begin with, and the resentment and hatred are deep and long-standing. How could the Sea Princess have any chance to take advantage of it?

The top of the snow-capped mountain is covered with snow.

The wind is cold and the snowflakes are flying.

Snow Queen stood there, gazing at the vast sea of ​​clouds. At this moment, she seemed to be looking through layers of space at the figure thousands of miles away.

"Luo Heng, the rest is up to you."

The Snow Queen's figure flashed slightly and disappeared quietly in the vast white snow, as if blending into the wind and snow.

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The demiplane of the undead.

When Su Luoheng and Huo Yuhao arrived at the Tower of the Dead, they saw Tang Wutong lying unconscious at the center of the altar.

At this moment, the originally dim altar flickered with strange light. Gray chains condensed on the edge, wrapped around Tang Wutong's hands and feet, binding her tightly.

Su Luoheng understood it clearly. Obviously, this must be the work of Master Yi.

Knock her out directly and send her to the altar, one-stop service, so that Su Luoheng doesn't have to waste extra time on Tang Wutong.

“Huo Yuhao, just wait here. No matter what happens inside, don’t move.” Su Luoheng warned him, “This is our only chance.”

"Remember, once you fail, Wang Dong'er will never come back."

Huo Yuhao said anxiously, "I've got it in mind. I won't do anything rash. Don't worry."

"Relax and wait patiently for a while. If nothing unexpected happens, your Wang Dong'er will be back soon." Su Luoheng patted his shoulder, turned and walked into the altar.

Huo Yuhao stayed where he was, clenching his fists and staring at the altar without blinking, his face full of worry and anticipation.

Please, please don't let anything go wrong, you must succeed!
He murmured silently in his heart.

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In front of the altar, Su Luoheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Mind silently.

"teacher?"

Soon, a gentle and old voice came back from the sea of ​​​​spirituality.

"Well, let's get started."

After studying necromancy with Master Yi for so long, Su Luoheng is now ready to officially become a master.

Therefore, Su Luoheng was in charge of this magic ritual of replacing souls, and he was in charge of all the steps to test Su Luoheng's practical ability in undead magic.

Of course, Su Luoheng would never joke about Huo Yuhao's feelings, and Old Yi would also be there to assist and give guidance.

Su Luoheng recited the spell first.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and grabbed in front of him. For a moment, countless points of light condensed in the air, and then the light like stars gathered towards Su Luoheng's open palm.

Soon, a golden staff of the same style as Old Yi's, which was gathered by spiritual power, took shape.

Today is different from the past. Su Luoheng's mental strength has now reached the spiritual realm equivalent to that of the Ultimate Douluo. Even if he keeps holding the staff, there will be no problem.

The staff is the medium through which the necromancer releases magic, greatly increasing the speed of mobilizing and transforming magic power.

At the same time, many large-scale magic spells can only show their true power when released through a staff.

Su Luoheng first took out the soul crystal that carried Wang Dong'er's consciousness, and flew out under the traction of his mental power, hovering just above Tang Wutong's brows, floating up and down and rotating non-stop.

Immediately afterwards, Su Luoheng gently waved the staff with his right hand, and a low and solemn chanting voice echoed in the void.

Outside the altar, Huo Yuhao felt awe in his heart.

As mysterious characters came out of his mouth, the spirit crystal on the top of the golden staff blossomed with dazzling brilliance, and strands of golden silk threads hung down.

Gradually, countless thin golden threads spread out from the top of the staff and headed towards the soul crystal.

They cruise and shuttle in the air, like a spider web, wrapping up layer by layer the soul crystals.

And Su Luoheng's chanting continued.

As the golden threads became denser and denser, they eventually covered the entire soul crystal completely. At this moment, the soul crystal was covered with a layer of golden light, shining brightly.

Just as the golden light enveloped it, the soul crystal hovering in the air suddenly trembled violently, as if it was about to shatter.

At this moment, Su Luoheng waved his staff.