The key is that the Lightning of Judgment is an area-of-effect attack.

Many soul warriors are gathered together, and a single Lightning of Judgment often hits at least four or five soul warriors.

After enduring more than a dozen lightning strikes, the soul warriors cannot withstand the damage and explode!

The screams of the soul warriors before their death attract more soul warriors from behind, and the triggering efficiency of the Lightning of Judgment becomes even higher.

Effective!

Fang Heng observed from a distance, continuing to control the Lickers forward, slowly clearing out the soul warriors.

There's something a bit strange.

However, the speed of the silver light spot generation is not fast, far less than the speed at which the zombie clones clear them with the Lightning of Judgment.

Fang Heng simply followed the footsteps of the zombie swarm, advancing step by step.

Since soul warriors also deal magic-based attack output, the zombie clones are constantly being consumed by the soul warriors.

However, whenever the number of zombie clones is reduced to almost nothing, a new round of zombie clones will revive and join the battlefield, repeating this process.

These are all acceptable.

The most troublesome thing is that since the Lightning of Judgment skill has a duration, Fang Heng cannot remotely go offline and leave it running, and can only continuously apply the Lightning of Judgment to the zombie clones back and forth.

Helpless.

Fang Heng tried it and found that there was no way to be lazy, so he patted his cheeks, forcibly cheered himself up, and continued to grind.

Until he had continuously grinded for 12 hours and walked a long distance forward, the front was still a vast expanse of chaotic space.

Fang Heng had no choice but to temporarily go offline and contact Ji Xiaobo to at least ensure that the Necromancer Council would not worry too much about his disappearance.

……

He grinded for a full two days and two nights!

Fang Heng sensed that the strength of his soul power had been weakened to an extremely low level, and it took a great deal of mental effort to take each step forward.

At some point, the surrounding space had gradually completely transformed into a gray-white color.

The entire gray-white world.

Even the color of the Lickers had faded away at some point, merging with the world.

It was exactly the same as the scene he saw in the River of the Underworld illusion!

Fang Heng was surrounded by five thousand zombie clones, constantly relying on the passive Lightning of Judgment to deal a large amount of damage to the surrounding undead warriors.

Since last night, it had been difficult to maintain his will, and he basically had to go offline for ten minutes after being online for ten minutes to rest, repeating this process.

Huh?

What is that?

Suddenly, Fang Heng noticed something.

Looking up, in front of him, a halo like a solar halo appeared in the space at the end of the horizon.

It looked a bit like an altar building suspended in the air.

A strange spherical giant egg was suspended above the building.

The wandering soul entities no longer continued to move forward, but floated slowly towards the giant egg uncontrollably.

Like moths to a flame.

Large patches of soul entities continuously dissolved around the giant egg.

Fang Heng frowned, and again took steps forward, approaching the solar halo step by step, trying to see clearly what the giant egg was.

"So it's a projection?"

Fang Heng frowned tightly.

What appeared at the end of the front was like a towering black metal altar.

The surface of the altar was mottled, and there were still many scratches on it. A dark orb was suspended directly above it.

The orb seemed to have diffused power through the action of the altar, forming a giant egg-shaped projection behind the altar.

Fang Heng stared at the orb.

The scene he saw when he sensed power outside the River of the Underworld before!

The memories of that time quickly flashed in his mind.

"So that's how it is..."

Fang Heng had a guess in his mind and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The mysterious person he saw in the mirror.

He used seven orbs to create seven special worlds.

One of them is the world of the dead he is currently in.

The orb seen in the memory did not correspond to the altar.

He guessed that Queen Persephone also saw this orb, and after advancing to the god-level of necromancy, she entered the Land of the Fallen, built an altar, fully exerted the power of the orb, and reconstructed the operation of the world of the dead.

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The orb in front of him corresponds to the world of the dead, so there are six remaining...

Corresponding to the other six game worlds?

Fang Heng couldn't help but look up at the orb.

He couldn't determine it.

But judging from the information provided by the mirror, there is a high probability that one of them is Hell and one is the Realm of the Gods.

Let's not worry about the other orbs for now.

If his judgment is correct, and the orb represents the original order power of this world of the dead, and is also the energy source of the River of the Underworld, then does that mean that he only needs to move the altar and the orb back to the Blood Clan Doomsday to solve everything?

Fang Heng tried to separate a batch of Lickers to try to approach the orb and see if he could move the orb down from the altar.

"Shoosh..."

The speed of the zombie clones noticeably decreased after approaching the outer perimeter of the sphere within a range of two hundred meters, and then the surface of their bodies rapidly rotted and blackened at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they rotted into a pool of pus in place.

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker form) is affected by the aging effect, and the upper limit of health is reduced by 10%...].

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker form) is affected by the aging effect, and the upper limit of health is reduced by 10%...].

[Hint: Your zombie clone (Licker form) is affected by the aging effect, health limit reduced, and has died].

Looks like it won't work!

It's very similar to a domain-type ability, and entering the range will automatically take damage.

Fang Heng looked at the game prompt, and then tried to take out the sub-god-level sealing rune paper from his backpack.

Shoosh!

The rune paper, stained with the blood on his body, flew rapidly towards the orb, but the rune paper had just been thrown into the hundred-meter area around the orb, and instantly rotted with a puff, turning into a pile of fly ash.

Still won't work.

The sealing rune had not yet come into contact with the orb and was completely dissipated by the power of the orb.

Troublesome!

So how did the Queen perfect the power of the orb in the first place?

That's not right.

Perhaps the Queen didn't need to move the orb, she only needed to inject her mental power into the orb and fully use the power of the orb?

But what about the altar?

How did the Queen move the orb and place it on the altar?

Fang Heng slowly approached the altar a little, and cast his gaze towards the area on the right side of the altar.

Some unused energy bodies were piled up on the right side, and a large part of the magic circle could be seen below the energy bodies.

Fang Heng observed from a distance.

It should be a man-made magic circle. The magic circle can increase the operating efficiency of the altar by at least ten times with sufficient energy support.

So the world of the dead greatly improved its strength under the leadership of Queen Persephone in the first place.

But now, the magic circle has been destroyed.

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