'Corpse Transformation'
A corpse arm suddenly thrust out from Luo Zhong's shoulder, firmly catching the purple spike descending toward his head.
At the same time, accompanied by a jingle of bells, the demon tail quickly withdrew.
Crash!
A cloak that made one's heart tremble fluttered in the air. Black miasma spilled from Luo Zhong's eyes as he turned to look at Zhan Ling's true body.
The Demon Lord—Luo Zhong.
What he currently wore was none other than the famous "Death Witch Cloak."
Three hundred years ago, a strange "recruitment" ritual began in the southeastern continent.
All humans proficient in witchcraft received a mysterious, irresistible letter. Guided by the letter, they went to an unknown island for a gathering.
More than ten thousand wizards, Gu Masters, and Spirit Mediums gathered on the island, forced to participate in a "Battle Royale."
In the end, a tribal priest from Myanmar survived this ten-thousand-person "witchcraft battle royale."
Who could have known that the island was actually a great refining formation?
The essence of all the dead was forcibly sent into the body of the victorious priest. The winner was the "vessel," while the losers became the "essence."
Luo Zhong then performed "living refinement," peeling the priest's skin from his body while he was still alive and refining it into this "Death Witch Cloak." Bearing the essence of more than ten thousand witchcraft practitioners, its quality was infinitely close to that of a divine artifact.
This cloak could increase the casting speed of black magic, reduce its energy consumption, enhance its effects, and even summon the dead to fight.
Besides that, Luo Zhong possessed quite a few other evil treasures.
With a wave of his hand, Luo Zhong summoned an evil staff with a baby curled around its tip and fixed his gaze on Zhan