Doors to dreams opened one after another, and brilliant sunlight emanated from them. The moment it came into contact with reality, it formed a material state like a substance, like mist. The tiny particles and molecular structures stained the clothes and skin of the wizard standing in front of the door. , giving them the authority to enter and exit the dream and perform their respective systems of witchcraft in the dream.
Not only that, the great nightmare wizard standing at the top, the nightmare mirror in his hand is suspended in the void, the white surface of light emits fission magic circuits like ribbons, and penetrates the corresponding wizards in the square with a sense of acupuncture. The skin layer echoes the nightmare natural disaster mark and is imprinted on the soul.
At this moment, individual wizards with the mark of nightmare disasters will be able to rely on their own authority to receive the corresponding power of nightmare destruction in the bubble world and convert it into the particle energy needed to perform their own witchcraft.
In other words, they no longer worry about particle energy consumption.
Of course, everything comes at a price. The corresponding natural disaster points will be deducted depending on the magnitude of the power of nightmare.
Wang Ya has not opened up the bubble world for many years, and the large amount of nightmare-destroying power he has stored is also for today,
the transformation and shaping of the fission path network, and also for today, to adapt to the many natural disaster wizards.
His eyes were burning, as if he was expecting something.
This is also the first attempt. The bubble world and the members of the natural disaster cooperate to fight to see if they can accomplish what he expected, or if there are any gaps that can be made up for in time.
It’s about the Nightmare Bubble Network’s first step towards the heavens and fighting across the heavens.
Many wizards below also noticed their own changes, as well as the source of the huge and continuous power of Nightmare Destruction under their mental perception. Shock suddenly appeared in their eyes, and even the formal wizards could not calm down. Nightmare Destruction The power of dreams can support their consumption. In battle, the advantage they can have is too great.
They all looked at the Grand Wizard of Nightmare. It was hard to imagine how powerful the Grand Wizard of Nightmare was. Such a large amount of energy support would not affect the Grand Wizard of Nightmare itself.
The Dark Wizard and the Divine Blood Wizard knew the inside information a few days ago and used mental fluctuations to pass it on to many official wizards.
"Don't be impatient. The power of destroying dreams is not infinite. It is also related to your natural disaster points. If you have few natural disaster points, you won't be able to take in many." The official wizards have different expressions. This is also an exaggeration
. Well, the current meaning is that as many natural disaster points as there are, we can supply as much as we can.
Even a second-level star wizard cannot possess such a huge amount of energy.
The power and mystery of the Nightmare Great Wizard once again shrouded their hearts.
Polaris held the Netherworld Sword with both hands with more force. From the corner of her eyes, she looked at the black-robed figure with an inexplicable expression that did not express her mental fluctuations. She had to admit that she couldn't do this, and the particle energy happened to be her shortcoming. The board is also the reason why she cannot exert her Starry Wizard's combat power for a long time.
It just so happens that she has a very large number of natural disaster points. In order to exchange for the Legendary Heart potion, if she exchanges it for the power of nightmare destruction, she can obtain an astonishingly huge amount.
The duration of the power exerted by the Nether Sword in the second stage will be quite exaggerated, and it is completely comparable to that of a real Starry Wizard.
Polaris's eyes flickered, and she even had some surprises. Was it the Nightmare Great Wizard who took special care of her and opened the back door for her, but also opened the back door for other wizards.
It's such a coincidence and a perfect fit.
The pressure on the particle energy to support so many wizards is extraordinary.
Wizard Yisi fell into some memories of past scenes, watching the subcutaneous tissue being pierced, which was very similar to the dark wizard mark he branded on the apprentice wizards in the ancient forest mountain.
However, the identity of the wizard has been exchanged.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his right hand. The cuff of the wizard's robe also covered his palm. He raised his eyes and looked at the figure of the nightmare wizard who was the center of all eyes.
Watch him turn around and walk into the dreamy void door behind him.
Many wizards also stepped in together.
The rippled mist formed by the power of dreams spreads more and more, like a dream, intertwined with wizard figures, echoing the various colors of wizard robes on their bodies.
The war has begun!
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Practice square near the white snow plains.
call!
The lungs compress and undulate, creating an attraction. The cold molecules and white ice crystals in the air are pulled over, forming tiny ribbon-like traces in the void.
Gradually converging on the nose and the front of the mouth, the coldness invaded, and the ball-like form of matter and energy made the young wizard apprentices watching around look shocked.
"Teacher Lake, it's so amazing. I've never seen this witchcraft in textbooks. It actually attracts natural ice crystals and mixes them with energy. There's not much conflict between the two." "Could this be Lei Ke?
" Mr. Ke, your unique witchcraft is so powerful and so cool, can we learn it?" The
middle-aged wizard wearing the white wizard robe of the Pale Hand gradually appeared on his face with animal-like features, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise an arc; This is not a witchcraft, but an innate ability derived from his extraordinary bloodline.
Of course, if these little guys want to be understood as unique witchcraft, there is no problem.
After all, in this pale fortress, only he can use this ability.
The extraordinary bloodline of the 'White God Bear' is considered rare and precious even among the top ten pale fortresses. It can allow the corresponding bloodline wizard to have the potential to be promoted to a formal wizard or even a star wizard.
He is also the nominal teacher of the 321st Pale Wizard Academy. He only needs to come to teach these little guys from time to time, and he can get a relatively rich and considerable amount of magic stones, and the pale can contribute some income.
To fully develop the bloodline power of the White God Bear, a lot of resources are needed, and the price is even more expensive.
With his thoughts turning, Lake was ready to show these little guys the power of his talent.
The White God Bear is famous for its elemental energy attacks. The powerful White God Bear can even breathe out a breath of ice to freeze a human country and kill thousands of creatures.
"Teacher, this is so amazing. Is this also your ability? You actually have the ability to clone yourself."
A wizard apprentice pointed to something behind Lake in surprise.
Instead, Lake was stunned.
Clone technique?
When did he have the ability to do the clone technique?
In addition to the ice and wind elemental energy attack, the White God Bear is lacking in defense and vitality. As for the ability to clone the technique, it must be extraordinary related to the dark element and water element. biology.
Lake turned his head subconsciously, and his pupils suddenly shrank. A wizard figure exactly like him stood behind him, almost overlapping.
The most creepy thing is his appearance, which is exactly the same as him, without any difference. Even the few slightly slender white hairs on his cheeks near the corners of his mouth are reproduced.
It's almost like another him.
"Damn, what on earth is going on? Who is playing a prank on me?"
Lake was a little panicked, but when he saw the other one standing there like a puppet, without any movement, he sensed the past, and there was no extraordinary fluctuation. Nature, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Look, Severn, an identical version of you appears next to you."
"Dina, the same one appears behind you. What are these? Teacher Lake is using his witchcraft to make a joke on us."
A The two little wizards, who had not yet mastered any decent witchcraft, looked behind each other very curiously, and some even dared to pinch the other's face.
"It's hard, like plastic, and like stone. Why does it look exactly like me?" "
My side is as soft and waxy as cotton. It can be sunk in, but it recovers again. It's amazing."
Lake's forehead A black line appeared, and just as he was about to scold him, his pupils shrank again. This time, shock and horror appeared on his face that could not be concealed.
"How could it be that the Pale Fortress is gone!"
The cold wind no longer blows, and there is no hoarfrost on the earth. The spirit of wind and snow that has always existed in the sky has also disappeared, leaving only a vast expanse of white, and as if there are colors. A strange sky painted with paint.
The color of the sun is also pigmented, and the color is constantly changing. Along with the light reflecting on the earth, the temperature conditions also change; Lake stared blankly at the pale fortress that has disappeared. Everything familiar is gone, and now It's a strange environment, but the only comfort is a group of familiar people.
A group of little wizards who can't even understand low-level witchcraft are so happy!
Lake looked at the stupid little wizard around him, who still didn't understand what was going on, and felt tired.
"The other me has disappeared. It's so magical, just like a painting being wiped away." A
courageous little wizard named Dana has been observing the other self.
"Mine has also disappeared."
Lake looked at the strange environment, which seemed to be in a primitive forest, but the color was too glamorous and did not resemble normal reality. He stretched out his hand to touch, trying to cover the particle energy, and it was very difficult. His face quickly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"How is it possible? Particle energy cannot be used. In witchcraft, only spiritual power can be released, as well as the physical level of the body."
When the palm of the hand came into contact with a blooming blue flower, what it caught was a ball of sputtering liquid. like paint.
He took a step or two back and thought of a terrible outcome.
"Could this be a dream world? I was actually transported to a dream world!!"
A young wizard came over and pulled the corner of his clothes, pointed in one direction and said, "Teacher Lake, there is an ancient and magnificent city over there in the primeval forest. , exactly the same as our Pale Fortress."
"Why does our home appear here? No, shouldn't we be on the training ground?"
These little wizards finally discovered something strange and thought of some of the terrible information in the book. , his face turned pale, and he looked at the only high-level wizard here for help.
Lake looked at the looming corner of the building in the primeval forest and murmured, "This is incredible. He was actually pulled directly into the dream world. The official wizards of Pale Hands cannot be so slow unless they take into account There is no time, or a more terrifying power."
The Divine Dream Wizard is a rare second-level dream wizard. Attacks from the real level are more likely; defense at the illusory level of the dream, the ancient heart, and the palace of royal power are both Even with the combined efforts of the great wizards, it is impossible to break through.
Lake swallowed, the hidden truth was too terrible and terrifying.
The sound of beast roars came from the forest, and everyone's expressions changed.
Now is not a good time to think. Lake immediately said to everyone: "Witchcraft in the conventional sense can no longer be used here. Except for witchcraft that acts on the body, soul, and spirit, I will teach you a way to release it." Explode your own spiritual power."
"This is a dream world, where there are various unknown dangers, as well as the erosion of the world itself. Mental strength is the foundation. It can resist erosion to a certain extent and persist for a longer period of time. Encountering problems that affect life It's dangerous. If you continue to use the means I gave you, remember that even if you use one point of strength, even one point less will not be replenished." Lake walked into the
forest with the little wizards who had different emotions, most of whom were fearful.
They are not official wizards, do not have the power of the true spirit, cannot find the coordinates of the anchor point, and cannot rely on their own strength to forcibly anchor reality and leave.
But Lake remembered something his teacher once said.
The dream world is a spiritual reflection of the real world. It is weird, mysterious, and elusive. But after all, there are traces that can be followed. They must exist in the existence structure related to reality. Even if there are any traces, it is possible to find them through the spirit. The power to perceive the corresponding environment in the real world.
Anchoring is also hidden in it.
At this moment, it was not just Lake who was affected and entered the dream world.
"Impossible, my mental perception ability has not been touched at all... I am an extreme wizard apprentice in the extreme state. Even if it is a formal wizard-level dream wizard, don't try to hide it from me." The endless primitive plains, a person
tall The grass and trees were swaying in the wind, and the slight strong wind that could not be discerned from where came from hit McCree's cheeks. His hair was flying, and there was deep fear in his eyes. Unimaginable and incomprehensible.
It is impossible for Master Shenmeng Wizard to make such a joke.
Throw it into the dream world without any real anchor.
And even if you want to test him alone, you still have to give some hints.
Nothing...nothing!
But who can throw him into the dream world under the dream defense of the great wizard Shenmeng.
For a moment, his thoughts were racing, and he fell into an unknown and mysterious fear.
What should he do next?
Roar!
The roars of beasts spread from the depths of the plains. They seemed to be the roars of some kind of wolf creature. They were very long and echoed with each other.
There was a group of unknown wolf-like creatures living in the plains. They had locked onto him and were approaching quickly.
An unprecedented sense of crisis arose, and McCree's expression changed drastically. He just wanted to blow the particle energy, but found that he could not respond at all, and he could not perform any witchcraft related to the particle energy.
He immediately realized that in the dream world, the wizard could only rely on his spiritual power and his physical body.
Unless you are a wizard who specializes in dream wizards.
His expression was particularly gloomy. Facing the threat of native creatures in the dream world, thinking about why he appeared in the dream world was secondary.
Taking a deep breath, he took off his clothes, and then smeared the strange blue soil under his feet on his body.
An even more peculiar thing happened. The moment the blue soil left the ground, it turned directly into a flowing liquid-like paste, colorless and odorless.
He didn't pay attention to such small things. His naked and strong body was filled with traces of wounds from various swords, swords and halberds. At the same time, there were also traces of bites from the claws of some beastly creatures.
Wizards have various abilities and means to deal with these scars on the body.
He thinks this is a medal, and it also remembers the honor that comes from winning life-and-death battles.
Feeling that the dangerous aura was getting thicker, he licked the corners of his mouth, and his face, which was not very good-looking at first, became sinister, making it look particularly ferocious.
In a daze, he went back to the time when he completed various dangerous wizard tasks.
To be able to reach this point and become an extreme wizard apprentice in the extreme state, he has put in more efforts and experienced more dangers than ordinary wizard apprentices can imagine.
"I won't die here... I want to condense the true spirit, I want to become an official wizard, and stand at the top of the Pale Hand." "
I, McCree Avalon, will never die!"
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"Hey, hey, hey . , this is no joke, such a big pale fortress has disappeared... I came to this equally inexplicable place inexplicably.
Asuna, don't you have anything to say?"
The deep forest, filled with the smell of decay It was wet, hot and humid, and unbearable. There is a layer of light forest leaves floating on the ground as well as floats produced by the self-replication of microbial fungi.
Two figures in blue wizard robes and red wizard robes stood on top of a forest tree, looking around and paying attention to the movements on the swamp water below.
The male wizard with short fiery red hair has a carefree smile on his face. He seems not to be too worried about the current situation. He is lifting the cuff of his red robe on his right hand and fanning away some of the rotten swamp smell that has evaporated due to the high humidity and high temperature
. The straight-haired female wizard had delicate features and fair skin, but her expression was as cold as the ice of the twelfth lunar month. The other party's chatter made Asuna frown, and said impatiently: "You can make us invisible. Appearing in the dream world, especially when we are still in the relative core of the Pale Fortress, the dream defense of the Divine Dream Wizard must be extremely high-strength. You don’t have to think about the reason, you just need to know that the other party’s purpose is not to kill me, then that’s
fine ."
Beings with such abilities don't need any effort to kill them.
They were ants, not even ants, just dust that disappeared with a breath.
Zetian winked and said, "Then what do you think the purpose of the people behind the scenes is and what do they want us to do."
Asnar glanced at him coldly, "No need to pretend here, you know you can survive. , then there is a high probability that the being behind the scenes will not take action."
"What is the purpose? And what does it have to do with us? Do you have the ability to be missed by the being behind the scenes?" "
Just let nature take its course."
Zetian heard this , scratched his head, and suppressed the smile on his face, "Yeah, let nature take its course, at least we survived." "I
just don't know what the reaction from the Pale Hand headquarters will be."
Ya Sina'er raised her brows, "Don't worry, Master Shenmeng Wizard is here. Dream's methods can't be hidden from him at all, and he will react soon.
All formal wizards, with true spirits, can also react in time and pull out the secrets behind the scenes." Find out the person."
She suddenly fell silent.
This does not mean that the two of them can escape from the dream world.
Without an anchor, no corresponding reality, no weak point to connect to, they will just remain stuck here.
A feeling of powerlessness appeared in Asuna's heart.
If she had the power of a true spirit wizard, she wouldn't be so powerless and pin her hopes on others.
"Hey, Asuna, we have to survive in the dream world next, right?"
Zetian's voice made Asuna stunned for a moment.
"Talk nonsense..."
Asuna's pupils shrank, and before she finished speaking, her legs muscles exerted force and she jumped from the tree position she was standing on to a tree branch ten meters away.
The sewage sludge was churning, and a huge thing suddenly jumped out. Its ferocious fangs were like a duck's long mouth, but it was a crocodile dragon tens of meters long.
Its thick scaly tail split several trees, and it let out a ferocious roar, its greedy eyes locked on Asuna'er and Zetian not far away.
"You did it on purpose!"
Asuna narrowed her eyes.
After discovering that they had entered the dream world, the two made a basic alliance treaty. In order to save their own mental power, they agreed that within a certain period of time, the other party would release their mental power to form a sensing area for monitoring.
If danger is discovered, you need to be reminded in advance to avoid it.
"I reminded you."
Zetian waved his hands innocently.
"Don't be anxious and angry. This place is not that simple. If we continue to quarrel with each other and have conflicts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive!" As soon as
Zetian finished speaking, the originally peaceful mud swamp began to churn, and a crocodile dragon appeared. , raised his head and roared, his bony eyes staring straight at the two of them.
But the surrounding area is densely covered with crocodile dragons.
The two have been surrounded.
What the two of them now face is how to survive such an extreme environment.
The great wizard of nightmare withdrew his gaze from this black and white bubble.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the virtual-real replacement witch formation. A huge black-and-white tree stood in the center of this world; colorful rays of light poured in from the void, continuously pouring into the ancient nightmare tree.
Looking carefully, in the gaps in the void, the corners of dreams are spinning spontaneously. The black fission path root tentacles of the ancient nightmare tree penetrate into it and combine with the virtual and real amplification generator at the center; the reality belonging to the pale hand continues. Constantly being reversed and replaced.
The entrances and exits of some important nodes in the dreamland belong to the wizards with a heart for war, and are ready to guard against the resistance attacks of the wizards of the pale hand.
There are many more black and white foams like this one that Wang Ya is approaching, hanging densely on the ancient branches, like the plump fruits of trees.
According to the corners of different dreams that have taken root, they echo each other.
"Survival of the fittest, even the random dream world cannot survive, then disappear with the pale hand."
The eyes of the great wizard of nightmare are cold, he is also compassionate, but he is also a middle-level wizard who wants the pale hand, showing own value.
The most important thing in war is to preserve resources, and wizards are also part of the resources. The
enemies he has to face will only be high-end combat power, official wizards of the Pale Hand and star wizards.
Of course, if the remaining replaced wizards want to disappear into history together with the Pale Hand after the war, he will not be lenient.
The heart of war will be reborn on the corpse of the pale hand, and the achievements will be stronger.
"Are you here? The reaction is quite fast."
The nightmare wizard's eyes were calm and his robes fell to the ground. Even in his perception, he could feel five extremely terrifying extraordinary fluctuations approaching, breaking through the layers of dreams. The ripples reach directly to the gap in the second dream space here.
He raised his head and glanced at the cross sword pierced into the ancient tree of Nightmare; dreamlike colorful ripples lingered on the sword, echoing with this space, and also gave the Great Wizard of Nightmare further control. permissions.
"It's almost, it's almost, the integration progress has reached half, and the achievements are just around the corner."
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(End of this chapter)