1185 Patterns

Wangnet was protecting Tang Mingyue and the others behind Fang Heng.

He couldn’t see the condensed spiritual chain and didn’t understand what Fang Heng was doing or the principle behind it. However, he could see that Fang Heng was using two completely opposite forces to kill the vengeful spirits at the same time.

It was very powerful.

Any vengeful spirits that came within 10 meters of the group would be dragged into the Book of the Dead by an invisible force.

He had found the right person by asking Fang Heng to come over this time.

Tang Mingyue was also shocked that Fang Heng could use necromancy and sacred study simultaneously.

But then, she found that Fang Heng’s behavior was a little strange.

This…

Wait a minute, could he be farming monsters?

One batch after another, hundreds of vengeful spirits were attracted by the holy brilliance spell each time. They were then devoured by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng’s hand and transformed into the soul energy needed to activate the Shrine of Bones.

After switching between the sacred study and necromancy a few times, the number of vengeful spirits swarming in from all directions began to decrease significantly.

Fang Heng frowned when he saw that the induction efficiency was getting slower and slower. He simply drew out the bloodthirsty long sword with his right hand.

“Chi…”

The golden holy light fell on the long sword.

Fang Heng added the weapon blessing state to the bloodthirsty sword and then threw it at Wangnet.

“Take it, try it!”

Wangnet took the long sword and his eyes lit up.

He sensed the holy aura attached to the long sword and immediately understood. He flashed forward and brandished his long sword, stabbing at a vengeful spirit that had just floated out of the ghost fog.

“Swish!”

A golden light spot appeared in the area where the long sword had stabbed the vengeful spirit.

Its body stiffened on the spot and trembled uncontrollably for a moment before it exploded with a boom.

“Good stuff!”

Wangnet looked down at the bloodthirsty long sword in his hand and praised it.

This sword was very effective against vengeful spirits.

Wangnet secretly admired Fang Heng, thinking that it was the right choice to get a professional to come over.

“You lead the way in front. Go that way. I’ll protect the rear.”

Fang Heng sensed the direction where the ghost fog was gathering and pointed to the depths.

It was too slow to farm monsters here, and there was no need to find an exit now. He might as well go straight to the area with the densest concentration of the ghost fog and farm monsters there. He would only leave after he had cleared out all the vengeful spirits!

“Alright!”

Wangnet didn’t know what Fang Heng was thinking and thought that he had found the exit. He nodded in response and walked to the front of the team to open the way.

He had long been unhappy with the vengeful spirits, and now he finally had the chance to vent his anger.

Under Fang Heng’s guidance, everyone started to move forward again.

Along the way, as the group slowly entered the area with the highest concentration of ghost fog, the density and level of the surrounding vengeful spirits also began to increase.

However, they were only low-level vengeful spirits.

Now that Wangnet had a weapon to counter them, he led the group forward as if he was cutting melons and vegetables. The vengeful spirits that pounced from behind were all swallowed by the Book of the Dead in Fang Heng’s hand and became nutrients for the Shrine of Bones.

Following Fang Heng’s guidance, they moved forward for more than 20 minutes before a faint light appeared in front of the passage.

Fang Heng couldn’t help squinting his eyes, and a layer of red light was attached to his pupils.

There seemed to be an entrance to a hall area ahead.

He saw a flickering blue light in the hall.

“Who’s there!”

“Stop!”

A few royal guards standing guard at the entrance of the hall saw someone break in and shouted loudly.

There were even the Empire guards?

When Wangnet saw this, he turned into a black shadow and charged toward the guards.

Fang Heng frowned and shouted, “Be careful! Leave some alive but don’t let them sound the alarm.”

“I understand.”

Wangnet’s figure flashed past.

Chi!

A figure flashed in front of the royal guards.

The black spikes instantly pierced the throats of the two guards who were shouting.

The guard clutched his throat, his eyes filled with fear as he slowly fell into a pool of blood.

“It’s the enemy!”

A group of more than a dozen royal guards all rushed toward Wangnet.

“Hmph,” he snorted.

Wangnet let out a disdainful snort. A layer of black stratum corneum seeped out of his body, and he waved the blackthorn in his hand.

In less than 20 seconds, eight more bodies and two unconscious royal guards were added to the pool of blood on the ground.

The black stratum corneum on the surface of Wangnet’s body gradually faded away. He looked at Fang Heng and the other two who were slowly walking over and nodded, “It’s done.”

Tang Mingyue stared at the corpses on the ground and said, “They don’t seem to be affected by the vengeful spirits. Do they have some special items on them to hide their aura? Let’s strip them and check them out.”

Sandy’s eyes lit up when he heard that. He thought to himself, there’s such a good thing? If there was, he wouldn’t have to be afraid of grave robbing and looking for art pieces in the future.

“I’ll do it, I’ll do it,”

Sandy said as he started to search the dead guard’s body.

Unfortunately, Sandy did not find anything special after searching for a long time.

After flipping through a few more times, Sandy looked up at Tang Mingyue. “There’s nothing at all. Are you sure? Is there a mistake somewhere?”

“It doesn’t seem to be a prop. It should be related to the alchemy patterns drawn on their bodies.”

Fang Heng controlled the Book of the Dead with one hand to absorb the surrounding vengeful spirits. He sized up the bodies on the ground and shook his head, “Forget it. Don’t care about them. Take the two who fainted and let’s go.”

“A tattoo? Forget it then.”

Sandy shook his head, feeling that it was a pity.

Fang Heng moved his eyes away from the corpse and looked in the direction of the hall in front.

“Eh?”

Fang Heng couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp of surprise when he saw where the blue light was flashing.

The light came from an alchemy magic array in the hall.

The alchemy magic array was operating slowly, and a thick ghost fog seeped out of the magic array. In addition, sporadic vengeful spirits were born from the magic array.

“Be careful. We’ll go in and take a look.”

“Alright.”

Wangnet pierced through a few vengeful spirits that were attacking from the hall and led the way in.

“There’s no one here.”

There was no one in the hall, only a lone alchemy magic array in the center that was still in operation.

A large amount of the ghost fog was constantly escaping from the magic array.

Tang Mingyue and the others entered the hall one after another. They stood around the alchemy magic array and observed it. Finally, they shifted their gaze to Fang Heng.

Fang Heng had a curious look on his face.

The ghost fog in the underground area was actually created using an alchemy magic array?

Fang Heng felt that he still lacked knowledge.

“Protect me.”

Fang Heng put away the Book of the Dead as he spoke. He walked forward, squatted down, and pressed his hands on the alchemy magic array.

Information regarding the alchemy magic array immediately appeared on his retina.

[Hint: The player has discovered the alchemy magic array-ghost fog.]

[Hint: The player can try to learn this magic array (the probability of learning it is related to the player’s alchemy skill level, alchemy talent, necromancy skill level, necromancy talent, the player’s main attributes, and other related skills).]