Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Deep and dark jungle.

The howling wind, the rustling forest leaves.

The annoyingly noisy symphony of insects, and the roar of beasts from a distance from time to time.

Yang Qiu, who traveled back to this wild jungle from the civilized world, was dumbfounded...

"W, T, F?!"

Yang Qiu looked around in horror.

Not far from the point he crossed, the sections of several fallen trees were still very new.

There are many blackened bloodstains on the overwhelmed and trampled vegetation and soil around, broken arrows, fragments of clothing eroded by black magic, and armor wreckage deformed by some kind of vine spell.

Here... is where he fought the lunatics of the Inquisition.

Obviously, the battlefield has been cleaned and the corpses have been taken away.Those lunatics probably didn't find him and left too.

——That's not the point!

The point is, how did he come back to this fucking world? !

Yang Qiu lowered his head and looked at the stone ball in his hand.

After all, he is also a black mage who has struggled in this dark world for 300 years. His manipulation of magic power is not to mention meticulous, and it is quite different from the style of the indigenous spellcasters in this world who play spells based on faith. ——Anyway, he is also a successor of socialism. Even if he passed through before taking the college entrance examination, he would not abandon the scientific concept of development that he has studied for more than ten years.

If his perception is correct... When he poured magic power into the stone ball with the quality of a spellcaster, the slight pulling sensation that passed through was transmitted from the direction of the stone ball to his whole body.

"Could it be that... this thing is a time-traveling tool? If it has magical power, it can repeatedly jump across two planes?" Yang Qiu pondered uncertainly, "But when did this thing get into my space ring? , Could it be that I picked it up by accident and I forgot?"

He couldn't figure it out for a while, looked around, and first found a big tree that was thick enough but with loose crown leaves and climbed up.

This can be regarded as an instinct developed by being forced to live in the wild for decades in a life of escape. It is best to climb a tree overnight in the forest, otherwise you may be bitten by a small thing jumping out of the grass at any time; You can't go to a lush tree, because this kind of tree might hide things like poisonous snakes...

Picking a tree branch and sitting down, Yang Qiu took out insect repellant powder from the space ring and sprinkled it on his body, and then calmed down and entered meditation.

Meditation is a common magic trick used by spellcasters to quickly restore magic power, which is somewhat similar to the meditation that Taoists on earth say.

Of course, you don’t need to meditate in the state of meditation, as long as you can let go of all your perceptions and quickly absorb the floating magic factor between heaven and earth.

In this dark magic world, magic power is also a very dangerous thing.

In the process of absorbing magic power, it is possible for the native spellcasters to gradually collapse, degenerate, lose their ability to think intelligently and become instinctive killing monsters, or even turn into a pile of rotten meat.

Yang Qiu used to be an unlucky magic apprentice. When he helped the old man sweep the mage tower every day and racked his brains to cook delicious food, the old man warned him countless times. Difficulty... Yang Qiu's ears get callused from reading it.

After becoming a trainee black magician...Yang Qiu found that although absorbing magic power is indeed dangerous, it is not to the extent that people can easily lose control, at least for him it is still easy to control.

Well, this is also the reason why the old man quickly found him unhappy and kicked him out to travel... In the face of jealousy, the relationship between master and apprentice for many years is vulnerable.

Yang Qiu, who was originally quite talented in magic, recovered his magic power very quickly this time, but after about ten minutes, Yang Qiu opened his eyes and finished his meditation.

"It's the reason why I slept peacefully and had a full meal on the other side of the earth. I haven't experienced this state of relaxation for at least 60 years." Yang Qiu lamented the pain of the next few decades. History of escape, put on gloves and take out the stone ball.

He definitely wouldn't want to stay in this fucking world, he wanted to go back to Earth.

Since this stone ball can have the power to travel through planes after inputting magic power, he must try to use and control this stone ball to find a way to go home.

The faint blue light that symbolizes the abundance of magic power lit up on the palm, and Yang Qiu tried to inject the magic power carefully.

As soon as the magic power came into contact with the sphere, Yang Qiu's complexion changed drastically—it turned out to be like a self-conscious black hole, not only sucking away his magic power madly, but also trying to compete with him for control of the magic power!

"What the hell!" Yang Qiu instinctively realized something was wrong, and immediately tried to cut off the magic connection.

But... things seemed to be a little out of control. With his high-level black magician's control power, he couldn't grab this stone ball...

Soon, his magic power, which had just recovered to a full state, was completely sucked by this stone ball.

Immediately afterwards, the originally ordinary stone ball turned into a light white mist with a bang, and merged into Yang Qiu's body under Yang Qiu's horrified eyes...

"Well……!!"

Yang Qiu trembled all over, his head was thrown back, and he began to tremble violently uncontrollably.

It's like jumping into the water from a high altitude, and it's like being wrapped in wet cement. Every pore in the whole body seems to be squeezed by some kind of external force... Something is coming as an uninvited guest. Stance, invade his body!

This kind of illegal intrusion is not limited to the body, but also includes the soul—his brain seems to be being penetrated by some unknown external force. Sometimes the huge and complicated information is as high as an opera, and sometimes as low as a whisper, crazily washing away his reason and eroding his nerves!

"It's...an ancient god!"

In the double pain of body and soul, Yang Qiu, whose eyes began to turn white, calmed down instead.

The first of the three laws of spellcasters is not to be confused by power.

And this lesson, summed up and left to future generations by countless seekers who paid a painful price... also exists in the ancient teachings of various "professionals".

The reason is that the road of pursuing power is the way of revival of the ancient gods—and the revival of the ancient gods is a mountain that weighs on all intelligent races in this dark alien world!

"The stone that travels through the planes... is undoubtedly the tentacles of the ancient gods of the 'rule system'!"

"So that's how it is—mortal bodies can't bear the pulling force of crossing the plane. The reason why I was able to successfully wear it back then was because the ancient gods were anchoring the anchor point!"

"But I, who traveled through time, didn't know anything about the rule system of this world. 'Those who don't know can't be seen', so I was not affected by the ancient gods and left this jungle smoothly."

"After 300 years, I came to this jungle again and awakened the tentacles of the ancient god... It is actively approaching me!"

"That's right - no wonder I came back after crossing the earth this time, but the time here hasn't passed too much. The big tree I crashed in the previous war, the section is still very new, and the blood on the ground can still be seen... The reason is that I, the earthling, was anchored by the tentacles of this 'rule system' ancient god!"

"It wants to assimilate me and use me as an anchor!"

In a flash of thought, he clarified the cause and effect, Yang Qiu, who couldn't help twitching and turned his eyes upwards, his pupils returned to the center of the eye sockets.

"Are you kidding, bastard——!"

Anger is an emotion that can instantly multiply a person's mental strength in a very short period of time.

Yang Qiu is not ordinary anger at this moment, but outrageous anger... Originally, he was dragged into this world to suffer for 300 years when he was in the third grade, so that's all!

Finally he was able to return to the earth, only to see his own sister, not yet able to see his mother, and even just had a meal of the taste of his hometown that he had missed for 300 years, but told him that the meal of steamed stuffed buns and spicy soup was his last meal. Boss - how could he be willing! !

Yang Qiu, who was in a rage, not only did not try to close all senses and gritted his teeth like the indigenous magicians when they encountered the erosion of the ancient gods, but instead fully opened their senses, forcibly entered a state of meditation, and crazily absorbed the magic power around them.

The exhausted magic power began to recover within a few seconds - this kind of too fast recovery is harmful to the caster, but Yang Qiu didn't care about that much - the magic power recovered enough to make his soul have the power to fight, so he concentrated With all the spiritual will, a crazy counterattack against the whispers of the ancient gods invading the brain!

Isn't it mental pollution?Isn't it just nagging!Who wouldn't!

The blue veins on Yang Qiu's forehead, temples, and neck were all bulging, and he thought about it many times, and each thought carried a lot of information, making it one with the Ancient God Whispering Scroll.

Hmm... It sounds grand in description, but in fact, it is Yang Qiu, a high-level magician whose mental power is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary people, who sings "Seaweed Dance", "Calorie", "Why Am I So Good-looking" at the same time in the center of the spiritual field? ", "The Most Dazzling National Style", "Song of the Five Rings", "Mice Love Rice", "My Skate Shoes", "Little Apple" and other classic brainwashing divine songs...

It doesn't matter if you can't sing it all, just grab the most brainwashing lines and sing them over and over again.

The brainwashing Divine Comedy he can memorize is not enough, and he still has a lot of free time to recite the core values ​​of socialism in the form of a repeater, recite the school motto of Anshi No. [-] Senior High School, recite chemical formulas, and recite Hua Mulan's teacher's list in Chibi to recall the ancient Shu road. A Fang Palace...

It doesn't matter if you don't remember everything, just catch the place you remember and sing over and over again!

Isn't it just a massive amount of information hedging? How could this socialist successor lose!

Yang Qiu's eyes were bloodshot, his expression was ferocious, the intense pressure on his spiritual potential caused the blood in his body to surge up wildly, a large number of capillaries on the skin surface of his neck and face burst due to the overwhelm, and blood slowly oozes from his nostrils, eye sockets, and corners of his mouth.

This kind of pain is... nothing to him!He can still output at full strength!

In the spiritual realm, the white mist entangled with his soul was gradually dyed the color of Yang Qiu...