A Sorcerer’s Journey

Ten years have passed since Green's research outside the Skeletal Continent, and the Battle of Dimensions has lasted a decade.

After the defeat of the initial battle, the Abyss Demons also gradually realized the horror of this enemy, constantly trying to deal with these fogs in various ways, yet, as the Dimensional Esophageal Forgotten analyzed, the damage caused by these fogs will never have the enormity of the energy they provide.

In this way, the Abyss Demons are becoming more familiar with this enemy as they continue to fight and collapse, and they are gradually retreating closer to the Abyss Demon Fog area that spreads through the gates.

“Ah!”

At the cost of consuming the life thickness of the all-powerful soul, this abyss demon ancestor appeared to disappear one by one, but, although unwilling, had to lead many demons back into the abyss demon fog, rolling the black fog flooded many demon shadows.

All the demons have completely retreated, yet one person rushed into the fog and never appeared again, vowing not to turn back, is the original single-armed sacred body.

“He's still so grumpy! ”

After the cold sound of the One-Eyed Heavenly Journey, he looked at the myriad fascinated ancestors beside him and worried, “What do you think, have we got results? ”

At this moment, the Ancestors of the Magic Fan are using their space-time power to build a super-concentrated compression sphere that squeezes abyss demon fog and white fog together, thus accelerating the progress of the experiment, and it seems to be necessary to see who wins the test better on both sides.

However, more than a month had elapsed without results.

Incredibly, the powerful roots of the Abyss Demons are based on the powerful properties of Abyssal Moss, and now these demons are wondering whether the strength of Abyssal Moss can overcome the erosion of each other. It is conceivable that these white mists bring them the oppression!

“Don't worry about the Holy Body. With its strength, these mists, though peculiar, are far from eroding its cells. ”

After this response, the Ancestral Families of all Families continued: "As for these mists and abyss magic, since the experiment has been inconclusive for so long, there is no need to continue experimenting, we must believe in our own path. ”

After that, Magic Trace's original ancestors really scattered the space-time squeeze sphere, let the inside grind each other squeeze for a month white fog, scattered.

“You! We don't even have enemies now, what are we going to do, just attack those fogs with nothing? ”

One-Eyed Ancestral Irritability.

The Ancestors of the Enchantment are comfortable with this: “After all, it is dimensional domination. These mists can be excluded and squeezed by the forces of the dimension in its time and space. There must be a unique power belonging to it. Even if there is despair behind the door of the dimension, the opportunity to experience such despair is not for everyone. The big deal is that we can survive here for another ten centuries by devouring the Abyss Dragon body, but there is no energy to replenish the dimensional esophagus, and as a cluster of conscious cells, they have only one dead end. ”

There was really no good way to do it, and there was nothing more to say from the beginning of the day, hiding in the fog.

……

on the other side.

Ten years of research, Green has also had its own gains.

Green found that these pan-conscious cell clusters were attacked not by their imaginary life intensity as a demarcation line, but by their self-consciousness as a demarcation line!

Any intelligent creature with self-consciousness will be attacked by these pan-conscious cells, while simple protozoa without self-consciousness will survive naturally.

In other words, they are making the world simple, pristine and more in line with the normal operating efficiency of the dimensions!

Green stashed away this forgotten specimen, which had been completely transformed into a vegetable, and the white mist did not react in the slightest way to it, and this forgotten man could only eat, excrete, and reproduce like a primitive creature, that's all.

In addition, after 10 years of research and even accelerating the passage of time with the ancestral rule of the wizard, Green finally gained a relationship between abyss moss and pan-conscious cells.

“Pan-conscious cells do not react hostilely to these abysses, but these terrible abysses, after famine has reached a certain level, mutate into abyssal organisms that devour these pan-conscious cells, which, after a great deal of proliferation, eventually defeat these pan-conscious cells, take about a century or two. ”

Green looked at the only abyss magic left in the test vessel and had a new perception of the horrors of abyss moss!

If these pan-conscious cells are dimensional disinfectants, or dimensional antibiotics, then these abyssal mosses are cancer exacerbating cells, with unimaginable consequences if endless world dimensions are not eradicated in a timely manner.

“In other words, the key to overcoming these pan-conscious cells lies in the way that energy is mobilized and applied, and all communities that rely on themselves to evolve will inevitably be defeated in despair under these pan-conscious cells, but if civilizations like wizards and metal destroyers, their own power is insignificant, and even if killed, they can only provide tiny pan-conscious cells, but they can mobilize amazing external forces, absolutely the perfect star of these pan-conscious cell clusters! ”

Mumbling like this, Green shook his head: “A few centuries of long battles, then going back through the flow of light to the material energy world, consuming too much, only to cause widespread dimensional exclusion, forget it. ”

It has been anticipated that this Dimensional Championship will be a long battle. Although Green judged the abyss to have a greater chance of winning, it was ultimately only a brief experiment that concluded that Green did not make a decision on what these pan-conscious cell populations were, nor could Green say that he knew everything about it in a short time.

But what does it matter?

The creatures between the two are completely unimportant to Green, and this time they come to the dimensional esophagus only to satisfy the intellectual desire of some sorcerer's soul instincts.

Now that you've got what you want, the purpose of the trip has been achieved.

And with Green's knowledge of destiny, Green will never try to follow the path of the dimensional esophagus, especially the immortal legacy!

Although Green has made various assumptions about him as if he were joking, Green, however he sees it, is like destiny for his own special arrangement. He wants to tell himself by hunting for the One-Eyed Original Father, that he does not want the One-Eyed Original Father to enter the door of the dimension, but hid behind the door of the dimension before the real way out?

It doesn't matter if the surviving family succeeds in the hunt.

“Throughout the void, the door of the dimension, the infinite microscopy, the three seemingly viable paths to breaking the dimension are ultimately nothing but despair, and higher latitudes of creatures play with the rules laid down between humans, providing some pleasure for their infinite life. ”

Full of desperate mumbling, Green “La La La La” opened "The Fairy Tale of Green", after countless wizards Wen floated out, Luo on Green, then Green as never appeared, from the dimensional esophageal skeleton outside the mainland nothingness space disappeared.

While this dimensional esophageal battle continues, it is not difficult to see from the endless skeletons that they are just one of the endless contenders here, and the brief passers-by of history will soon vanish into history.