This idea actually already existed in the Palace of Rest, but the scope of the Palace of Rest is too small and can be seen at a glance, so it is impossible to verify whether it will work or not. Now it is just the right time to try it out.
To make this attempt, Ange only needs to put his mind into the Holy Fire of the Undead, then focus on an area and inhale hard.
Not far from the Temple of the Undead, on a piece of gray-black land, the gray and black slowly faded away, revealing the gray-brown color of the soil itself, and the aura of death was greatly weakened.
A gray hand bone came out of the soil and pulled away the soil on the surface. A gray skeleton turned over and sat up in confusion.
Its soul is full of confused emotions, holding up the soil on its body and watching it slip from its fingers...
The skeleton's brain obviously couldn't figure out why this happened, so it had to get up, wander around, and wander to a piece of gray and black land, where it dug a hole again and buried itself.
But not long after, it turned over and sat up again, looking at the gray-brown soil on its body with great confusion.
The dead resting plain became lively. From time to time, skeletons and zombies would get up, dazed for a while, and then move to another place, cursing.
Ange's thoughts continued to extend, constantly sucking clean the land that was rich in the breath of death. This energy merged into the Temple of the Undead, into the Holy Fire of the Undead, and finally into his immortal godhead.
Sure enough, the Immortal Temple is an amplifier. It can amplify and expand Ange's power, thus improving the efficiency in all aspects. Not only the efficiency of absorbing the breath of death, but also the range of divine skills, such as the quick-death halo, has also been improved.
However, this kind of improvement requires a powerful soul to support it. The intensity required may not even be tolerated by a mourning lord like Locke Fetti, and only the immortal godhead can drive it.
If the temple is used to expand the range of the quick-death halo, Ange's consumption will be huge. Even if he puts all his divine power into it, he will not be able to sustain it for a few minutes.
However, what if the acceleration efficiency of the instant death aura is reduced? Like shortening the six-month growing season to three months? Reduce the scope of action to a few tens of kilometers in diameter?
Ange tried and adjusted patiently, so the creatures within the range of the effect felt that they were hungry very quickly. They were full at noon, but they were hungry again within three hours.
Fortunately, this attempt did not last long. After comparing the specific data, Ange stopped.
At the same time, night fell.
In the world within the dead line, the night is always more lively than the day. The wind at night is quiet and peaceful, and the breath of death is rich. Some undead creatures will take advantage of this time to crawl out and drink some southwest wind to strengthen their souls.
Ange's mind has never left the Holy Fire of the Undead. He naturally senses that the breath of death is getting stronger, and he doesn't want to leave anymore.
He extended his thoughts and curiously touched the breath of peace in the night wind, just like when he first arrived in the plane of rest, hiding in the pit and reaching out his hand to touch the wind of rest.
The breath of death behind the line of death is actually stronger than that of the Abyss of Rest, because the sunlight here is not as fierce as on the main plane. This fierceness refers to the annihilation of the breath of death.
As soon as Ange came to this world, he discovered that the sunshine here was far less irritating to him than in the main plane. Even low-level gray skeletons dared to hang under the wooden sign at the entrance of the town at noon. Change to the main plane. If you dare to do this, your soul will have been dried by the sun.
Less is lost during the day, and more is accumulated at night. Day and night, this world has a stronger aura of death.
The feeling is not very obvious during the day, but at night, the wind blowing is cold and whooshing.
Ange tried to guide these 'cold whooshing' breaths into the Holy Fire of the Undead, into the Grimm of the Immortal God, and into his own soul.
After an unknown amount of time, Ange suddenly sensed a strange phenomenon. If the aura of death in a certain area flows faster, it will be more intense.
How to describe this phenomenon? It's like there is an ink patch in the pool. When the water in the pool is still, it will slowly spread around. If someone stirs the water in the pool and washes away the ink patch, the direction of the water flow will be particularly dark.
Ange glanced in the direction, which was exactly the direction of the Eye of Death's Breath. Could it be that the piece of 'ink' was the Eye of Death's Breath?
Ange tried to guide the wind to blow the 'ink patch'. Sure enough, the wind blowing through that area contained a lot more death breath.
It's really fun. Ange doesn't need to strengthen his soul anymore, and directly guides the 'wind' to blow that area.
Because that area is beyond the scope of the Immortal Temple, Ange cannot directly guide the wind at that location. He can only guide the wind within the scope of action, throw it over, blow out a little bit, throw it over again, and blow out a little bit more. , and so on.
As long as the faster the wind is thrown out, the more death breath will be blown out. The more concentrated the control is, the richer the blowing will be.
For Ange, who has super control, this is a big deal. He is going to try to see if he can stir up a tornado and suck up the death breath in that location in one breath.
But before he could complete this feat, he felt someone pushing him. While pushing him back, he cursed loudly: "Dead skeleton, wake up, dead skeleton, wake up, Siobada, if you don't wake up, I will spit you out." Salivating."
Ange slowly came back to his senses. As soon as he came back to his senses, he felt something was wrong. Why was the wind around him so strong?
Everyone gathered around him, because only within a few dozen meters of him as the center was calm. Outside this range, there was a gray wind, a sharp wind, a howling wind, and a peaceful wind.
Resting wind? Ange tilted his head in confusion.
Seeing his innocent look, Nigris became furious. He pointed outside and asked, "Did you do it? Did you do it? What on earth did you do? Why is there so much noise here?" Zhifeng? What on earth did you do!"
No need to think about it, this dead skeleton must have done something, otherwise how could such a good person blow the wind of rest? The wind of rest has never blown in this plane, and I have never heard of that thing.
Ange spread his hands in confusion.
As he regained consciousness, the out-of-control wind quickly weakened and soon disappeared.
However, although the wind has stopped, the outside world is in chaos. No one here has ever seen the wind of rest, let alone the experience of dealing with it. At this moment, they are all swaying around and looking pale.
Anthony quickly checked a few and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the intensity of the wind of rest is not very high, and the duration is also very short. There is no wind stiffness, it is just 'frozen', and it will be fine in a few days."
Immediately he clapped his hands again, summoned the skeleton knights, and ordered in a low voice: "Although it is a bit wrong, it is not a bad thing. Let's unite our caliber: the immortal god has come, and death is always with my lord. Everyone has been swept away by the divine power. This is the grace of our Lord. Feeling the power of God quickly can strengthen your soul."
Those skeleton knights now simply worship Anthony as a god and obey his instructions better than Kent's orders. If it weren't for the soul connection, these skeleton knights would have rebelled long ago.
Anyone with eyes can see the difference between Anthony and Kent. One is the commander who controls the whole scene, and the other is an old rookie who is at a loss when encountering any accidents. They are not on the same level at all.
Even this kind of sudden accident can be used to change things to your own advantage. Oh my God, if the Temple of the Undead was in charge of such a person from the beginning, the skeleton knights like myself would still need to blackmail them for that little money. A businessman who blackmails Kuhaha?
The skeleton knights rushed to all directions, praising the power of the immortal god. Anthony then turned to Ange and asked carefully: "Sir, was this wind of rest summoned by you? Or was it created by you?"
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