The cloak is still pure black, but the central position, that black sun has not disappeared, instead it has beco more vivid, slowly rotating.
At this mont, the rotting authority he controls seems to have sensed sothing and starts to operate silently, resonating with the pure black sun behind him.
A unique understanding surges in his heart.
Lear’s gaze turned to the Undead Plane, his right hand slowly extending, five fingers spread open.
His eyes slightly squinted.
At this mont, it seed as if the world filled with the breath of death was flowing before his eyes.
Fortunately, the entire process only lasted for two brief breaths before dissipating.
But on his Attribute Panel, a new authority quietly appeared - Death (0.01%).
The number of authority was pitifully small, but it made Lear’s mind tremble.
Death Authority!
This is an authority rarer and more precious than life, because death authority is highly concentrated in the hands of the Death God and the Gods of the Undead.
It’s extrely difficult for external Divine Spirits to control.
In many mythological legends, it’s rare to see a normal Divine Spirit controlling death authority.
Although it’s only a pitiful 0.01%, it is purely an unexpected joy, and since there’s a beginning... Who can say more won’t be gained in the future?
Lear’s mood was extrely pleasant.
He wrapped himself in the cloak, gently rubbing it, feeling the tender texture, and gazed with satisfaction at the circulating black sun above.
This Shadow of the Mist might have swallowed a sun of death, who knows.
He happens to have a new-born sun that can resonate with it mutually.
When he has free ti, he will study it carefully, as well as develop the uses of the death authority, as it cannot be wasted.
After calming his mind, Lear did not hesitate, and directly led the group away from the Death Plane, returning to Weilu City.
Then he waved, calling the chanical Flying Dragon, and rode this Level 16 Giant Dragon, leading three Extraordinary beings directly to the location of the Molten Giant Dragon.
On June 2, the Molten Giant Dragon will break through the earth’s crust, creating a small-scale earthquake.
He wasn’t sure if it was at dawn or what ti it would occur, so he decided to go early to wait, capturing it as soon as possible for peace of mind.
Southeast direction, 300 kiloters... The group’s speed was incredibly fast, and soon they reached their destination.
Lear sat atop the chanical Flying Dragon, gazing down at the earth.
The Wilderness was already shrouded in extre cold, the ground covered in thick ice shards, completely obscuring the earth’s surface.
After Lear inford the others of the intelligence, the Flesh Butcher was the first to volunteer, slowly landing on the ground, with senses fully open.
Yet after a long ti, still gave a negative answer... Unable to locate the Giant Dragon.
Not even able to sense a trace related to the Giant Dragon...
Intelligence suggests the opponent is hidden within the earth’s crust... buried deep in the earth at ten thousand ters depth.
Sensing cannot penetrate the earth’s obstruction, it’s no exaggeration to say even if the Gods ca they might not discover it.
Lear determined there was no chance to obtain it in advance and did not think much about it, instead calmly waiting...
anwhile, he took the opportunity to begin researching the Shadow of the Mist.
But, to his disappointnt, besides granting him the death authority initially, the Shadow of the Mist had completely lost its activity.
It was clear that consuming that power posed a difficulty that was not ordinary.
He shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and patiently continued to wait.
But at this mont, he suddenly sensed, the Swamp Divine Kingdom had undergone a huge transformation...
Sending thoughts back, he abruptly perceived, at this mont, the Swamp Divine Kingdom was full of vibrant life, like a pieced-together flesh suddenly gaining its soul.
A slight sensing revealed the Swamp Divine Kingdom had just completed a mysterious transformation.
Now, the power it contained had surged by several tis!
It was extraordinarily exaggerated.
While pondering, he imdiately glanced at that faint 0.01% death authority?
He could feel it was precisely this weak authority that caused the Swamp Divine Kingdom to undergo earth-shattering changes.
Death supplented the Swamp Divine Kingdom’s most crucial shortcoming?
His gaze was both astonished and delighted.
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