Magic Tool

In the low-level world and the middle world, there is quite a minimum of things introduced by gods, so Rowan doesn't know much about creatures at the level of gods, and he doesn't know their extremes. He only knows that gods need belief in such things.

Only now did he understand that the world barriers where the world of desire and arcane world are located are really barren areas. The beliefs in those areas are completely dispensable to a god, no wonder there are only a few races there Believe in the so-called gods, and other races are free beliefs.

Thinking of this, he pouted while flying rapidly.

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Moving in the barriers of the world consumes a lot of mana. Fortunately, Rowan's use of space runes has reached its peak. It saves one-third of mana when moving, so from this side of the world, move to The other side is no longer as frightening as it was before.

After he changed a place, he looked in all directions and found that although the world here is densely packed, the three worlds of low, medium and high exist together, and the world is large and small, but the planet like this superpower world under his feet is really very At least, he looked for a long time, but he didn't find one.

Seeing this, he was somewhat disappointed. It seems that the earth is not so easy to find, and there are so many worlds, it is really not easy to find a planet without a definite goal.

But Rowan is not discouraged, he still has a direction.

Thinking of this, the avatar flew towards the blue world under his feet, and he was about to send it again.

Through a lot of teleportation, he has already figured out the law of teleportation, so these low-level avatars are usually teleported to lower-level worlds, and if they are not teleported to a world, they will be marked and will not be teleported repeatedly. He has been to even as many as a thousand worlds.

However, the three thousand worlds mentioned in the World Barriers do not mean a total of three thousand worlds, but a very general concept. In the void of the real world, there may be as many as three thousand purely high-level worlds. There are countless worlds and lower worlds.

In the vast ocean of the world, each world is different, has its own rules, and has its own characteristics. It is possible that two adjacent worlds have completely different energy systems and world systems.

Rowan teleported again, using his own materials and magic power. After spending a lot of effort, a white light flashed, and the scene in front of him changed. He had appeared in a vast battlefield. Gunpowder smoke, in the ears, the sound of rumbling is endless, it is the sound of explosions. At a glance, the densely packed crowds around were fighting each other.

Dou Qi fluttered and energy collided, but none of them exceeded a certain limit, so Rowan immediately sensed that this time was a low-level magical world.

With a wave of his hand, he blocked the arrow that shot in front of him, and his figure flickered, completely disappearing from the spot.

His appearance was just a very inconspicuous thing, a white light flashed, a person appeared, and then the person disappeared, surrounded by fighters who put their lives on the line, even if they saw it, it would not be regarded as something important.

kill....

Corpses are strewn across the field, blood is spilled in the sky, on the battlefield, people fall every second, and a large number of people die every minute. The two sides are fighting desperately, and there is almost no change in the battle formation. .

Luo Wen's figure appeared about ten kilometers to the east of the battlefield. His mental power silently watched the battlefield, and he sighed infinitely in his heart.

Here is a plain, which is very vast. The armies of both sides invested a total of 300,000 each to win the decisive victory on this plain. At a glance, it is densely scattered on the ground, which is very spectacular and tragic.

Rowan's eyes penetrated the plain and saw the city farther away, and he remained silent.

At this moment, there was a group of people standing on the city wall, dressed gorgeously, brightly, and spotlessly clean, but their foreheads were covered with sweat. Beside them, piles of ministers were looking at this side, their eyes full of anxiety. Among them, a man who looked quite powerful stood on the city wall, his eyes full of determination. Beside him, a maidservant was holding an umbrella and fan.

There were not many soldiers on the city wall, only twos and threes, looking at this side anxiously, not knowing what they were thinking.

After seeing this, he was a little speechless.

The game of war is really a game of those in power. Those who risk their lives are just victims of the power struggle. They have given their lives for the benefit of some people and nothing else.

In this world, most stupid people are just tools used by others, and these people who risk their lives are just tools sacrificed by those conspirators, nothing more.

He looked at the sky, and suddenly frowned.

Where there is war, there are dead people, and when there are dead people, there are dead souls. Soldiers have a strong body, and their spiritual energy, or soul, or spiritual energy in other worlds is more powerful, and they can give birth to more powerful dead souls. They will be taken away by the reincarnation of the six realms, but there are also people who can obtain a large number of dead souls through certain means, and practice some evil magical weapons and evil skills.

From where Rowan stood, it was obvious that a large number of dead souls on the battlefield were being attracted by some strange energy, and they were drilling into the gray clouds in the sky.

Although he has only been in this world for three to five minutes, he has already felt that there are no magicians in this world, or the so-called oriental alchemists, or Taoists. Who is this person who can collect dead souls? What kind of profession, he seems to have not felt the presence of a magician or something similar to a magician in a distant city or on the battlefield?

He put his mental power into the sky, and soon found something in the endless gray clouds.

They were flocks of black birds. They looked like crows, but emitted a faint white mist, which was very strange. They hovered in a very narrow sky. These crows had a tripod that looked like a tripod tied to their feet. There was a strange fragrance burning on it, but when it came across this fragrance, Rowan's spiritual power had a strange desire to invest in it.

He instantly understood that those dead souls were attracted by this strange fragrance. At the same time, those crow-like things were swallowing these dead souls into their stomachs. As it grows, the mist is getting thicker and thicker, and it seems that it is strengthening itself through these mist.