A Sorcerer’s Journey

Green picked up some specimens of small biological remains from the ground and came to the side of the weak six-star Mang Magic Array, which he closed to collect some locust human remains with crystal bottles.

“It stinks! ”

Xiao Ba stood on Green's shoulder, covering his nose and screaming: “This is the smell of corrosion after the initial abyss of the land. The world of ancient wizards also experienced it. At that time, the world of wizards was full of such strange smells! ”

Green did nothing but look at the acidic smell of these corrosive corpses.

With the most rigorous experimental attitude, Green's comparison of several bottles of corpses he had collected led to some conclusions.

“This small area of abyssal moss size is highly erosive only for weak organisms below one, and organisms between one and three will suffer from varying degrees of weakness. ”

Paused, Green started doing some other data comparisons.

“By way of time comparison, the time when the mission hunter wizard arranged the abyss cultivation magic array here should have been a year and a half ago, and the initial outbreak of abyss here should have been three months ago, at intervals of about a year. ”

After Green had a clear concept of the data he had obtained, he recorded it in a mission note, with a simple reference to the intelligence information he had gathered at the Operations Command.

“I can't stand it! Young Master, I'll go hide first! ”

Kohachi covered his nose, endured the extremes of trying to disgust himself, and cut open the crack and drilled into the dimensional gap.

Critia is standing next to a magic array that is almost completely defunct, studying with an energy crystal nuclear wreck.

At this time, after listening to Green's analysis, he smiled: “It seems that the reason why this side was able to achieve the initial eruption of abyssal moss first attracted the attention of the guardians of the world of flaming souls. The secret is on this crystal. ”

Critia threw the crystal stone in her hand at Green.

Catching the crystal stone, Green felt the last trace of energy left in the crystal stone, stunned: “The power of blood? ”

Then Green added: "The unique blood stones that belong to the world of flaming souls cultivate the abyss moss! It appears that there is likely to be a mining area of this kind of blood stone within the national boundaries. ”

Got some useful intelligence information, ice and fire under the face of Green Truth, eyes looking around, no bugs screaming birds, silence a little scary.

The black abyss smells like cloudy mist in the sky, like the devil with his fang-dancing claws is pounding.

With the Horn of the Horn nightmare magic wand, Green walked step by step to a nearby decaying red pine more than thirty meters high, and the bark was scattered over the black abyss moss.

As if this seemingly weak black moss is spreading, it takes death wherever it is.

After Green gently removed a small piece of red pine bark, the trunk inside seemed to have aged for thousands of years as if it had been eaten hundreds of times by cavities, full of sores and holes.

Crunch……

Boom!

As Green pushed, this dead red pine collapsed.

“It appears that abyssal moss can more effectively destroy plants, and this red pine has suffered far more erosion than animal specimens. ”

Not far away, too, Kretia, who watched animal specimens, was slightly surprised: "Green, come here, there are already abyssalized plants emerging! ”

Hmm?

Green walked over.

It was a tiny thorn, colourful, waving like a tentacle, demonstrating to Critia, warning her not to come near it.

Thorn bush interior wrapped around a small living corpse, like a large cocoon.

Any catastrophe, including the abyss disaster, is not the extinction of life in a world, but the replacement of life derived under previous rules with a whole new life more adapted to those rules, following a change in world rules.

Unless the power of the world after the Great Abyss disaster purifies all abyss moss from the new, all living beings within the world will present an irreversible process of abyss in order to survive.

And when a world is abyssed, if abyss civilization comes to the world, it completes the second step of the abyss civilization invasion, and the world is conceived.

Inside the world will evolve an ancillary space with the wonderful abyss that can unjustifiably breed the Abyss Feilong, as if it were an underground dragon hunting abyss in the world of witches.

Very quickly, Green broke a small thorny bush in the abyss.

“Wow woo...”

This tiny cluster of abyss thorns actually cried like human children, clawing their teeth to fight back against Green, but Green easily escaped.

Green looked at the colorful split branches in his hand.

The branches dripped with dark red juice, as if it were broken blood, with a sour odor, even if it had been broken, it still seemed like the gecko tail was generally constantly struggling, showing great vitality.

Green took out tweezers and carefully pulled out a few spikes on the thorn branch of his hand, collecting them into an experimental crystal bottle.

"Abyss plants are very toxic and can stimulate some of the body's ancient memories, creating a sense of pain and frailty similar to the one that occurs when wild instincts are opened, so that the underworld abyss of wizards create a large number of dragon refiners. ”

“Mmm.”

nodded, the basic information of these refinery wizards, Green naturally knew.

The same is true of Green's collection of these poisonous spikes.

Because Green has been speculating that the reason he is able to open his wild instincts relatively easily is likely to have something to do with the cracks in his life code.

And does the toxin stimulation of these subsurface abyss plants have some connection to the life code as well?

This is one of the directions of the post-Green body refining experiment.

Critia couldn't help but sigh: “If the abyss is contaminated by a large area, besides being wiped out completely by the power of a true sorcerer, as in the ancient world of sorcerers, only the guardian communicates with the power of the world to purify himself. Abyssal life is a life that is so resilient and terrible. ”

Green thought about it and said, “Abyss creatures are indeed the most vibrant natural evolutionary creatures recorded in the Wizard World. But in the case of unnatural creatures, the six-ring sanctuary to control the six-ring algae of the holy crater and the true spirit crater, I'm afraid the vitality has far exceeded this abyss creature. Wizards wisdom, imagination and creativity will eventually exceed the limits of the real world. ”

Six-circle algae are horrific creatures developed by six-circle true spiritual wizards to eliminate the manic rules that remain in the holy crater and true spiritual crater of the wizard world.

Its horror, in Green's view, is far beyond abyss moss!

It is precisely because of its horror that even Six Ring Real Wizards can only use it to a limited extent, otherwise it is likely to evolve into a much bigger source of disaster in the Wizard World than the True Spirit Crater.

It is a laboratory product with destruction as a self-perpetuating purpose and a devil that violates the endless rules of world balance.

“Hexacycloalgae? ”

Critia has never heard of this secret.

For the average wizard hunter, the vastness of the wizard world is far beyond imagination.

In this way, the world of wizards is the mysterious, powerful, demonic world of horror that is unthinkable to this world community.

Green looked around silently again and thought, “Now that there are plants already beginning to abyss, let's look at them separately and see if there are any other abyssal creatures. ”

“Okay.”

Claytia separated from Green.

Critia walked into the low Fire Red Nest building, while Green followed the density of the wild abyss.

After a while, Green and Critia gathered again, and some gains were made.

In Green's hands, a creature like a field mouse is frozen in completely transparent ice.

It's just that the local fur of this creature has begun to fall off, it's like a malignant creep, it's scary, it's full of sharp teeth, and there's no harmony at all with the rules of the world.

And in Critia's hands, a fiery red poison scorpion's tail was stuck on a beetle the size of an infant's fist.

Beetle blackness flakes, two giant worm teeth are amazing enough to occupy half of the body, and one straw shrinks into the mouth as if it were ready to pop.

Green's silence, even if it is a primitive abyssal creature, is already so frightening.

It seems that a trip to the underground abyss of the world of wizards is necessary if you want to practise deeper refining in the future.

“Let's go, disguise ourselves, and try to find a locust village or city on the edge of an abyssal moss-populated area to gather the effects of abyssalization on ordinary locusts. Then secretly look for that blood crystal, perhaps a hidden Level 3 Medal of Honor mission. ”

Primary Demon Hunter Expedition, the Gain Wizard is no longer calculated for each assignment of a general Demon Hunter, but for the contribution recorded by the Operations Command.

A Level 3 Demon Hunter Grand Wizard with a First Class Medal of Honor, unless the Demon Expedition fails, it is impossible for a Demon Hunter to compare the benefits of each Demon Expedition to the benefits of a Demon Hunter.

Even a first-degree wizard like Green, even if his contribution is only a negligible zero point zero, the gain is an absolutely astonishing number for a general wizard hunter.

Because, supported by a great deal of intelligence information, the First Order of Honor Wizard Hunter can easily offset the task of other Wizard Hunters possibly obtaining the Medal of Honor, for example, by publishing a mission.

The existence of the First Medal of Honor Hunter Wizard is itself a substitute for the Holy Mark Wizard and Operations Command to fill the "loopholes” in the Hunter Expedition Plan.

Green's body began to change slowly in a low, deep roar.

Gradually, Green emerged as a green-skinned locust person about one metre and five, looking no different from other locust people, and learning the language of the world is naturally long completed.

The locust man's costume was changed while Green turned his head and looked at Critia.

Pink fog circulated, Cretia appeared as a female locust man, and her naked body was dressed in a fiery red feather coat, which in locust culture only noble people could afford to wear.