Spellcasting Heavens

People who have never experienced the end of the world will never understand how bad the environment will become and how difficult survival will become after a planet loses almost all its important resources.

During the day, we struggled to move forward under the scorching sun and an ambient temperature of over 60 degrees Celsius;

At night, you must rest in an environment with temperatures exceeding minus 25 degrees Celsius to recover for the difficult trek the next day.

Of course, these are still the simplest parts.

The real threat is the predators hiding under the desert, each with sharp claws and teeth.

Under extremely harsh conditions, these ferocious monsters have evolved unparalleled hunting capabilities. Not only can they easily tear apart the tough fur and carapace, but they can also detoxify the remaining toxins in their prey.

Since the ecological cycle has completely collapsed, food on this planet is extremely scarce, and there is no room for any life to be picky about what can and cannot be eaten.

As the top warrior in the tribe, the big cat man undoubtedly has a strong sense of danger. He successfully survived several attacks in a row and once again killed the opponent, cutting off a large amount of white and tender meat and mixing it with water. The water in the sac is fed to the baby in the arms.

Although he understands that normal babies have no ability to digest these foods, and may be poisoned by the poisons that may be included in the food.

But unfortunately, he has no other choice now. He can only hope that the baby can survive these few days and will have sweet sex when he returns to the tribe.

But what surprised him was that not only did this seemingly fragile baby not die of poisoning, but he became stronger after eating food with mild toxins.

No matter how the external environment changes, whether the temperature rises or falls rapidly, there is a light layer of energy surrounding the baby's body to ensure that its body temperature will not change too much.

In this way, with an uneasy mood, the big cat man finally returned to the location of his tribe safely.

As soon as he stepped into the cordon, a similar person who looked much smaller suddenly appeared with half his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: Hey! Brolin! Is that you?

Nonsense! Of course it's me! The big cat man known as Brolin raised his arm and waved vigorously.

God bless you! You are finally back safely! How is it?

Did you get water?

The former quickly put away his weapon, left his hiding place, and rushed forward in twos and twos.

After all, water is the source of life. There are very few life forms in the universe that can survive without water. Even if they have evolved for hundreds of years under extreme drought conditions, they have only evolved a water storage organ that can store water inside. You won't die of thirst even if you don't drink water for a week or two.

Brolin patted the huge water bag behind him and nodded with a smile: Of course! I got enough water this time! At least enough for the tribe to use for more than two months.

Wha...what? You filled the entire water bag! Could you be...

The shorter big cat man's eyes widened in surprise, and he inadvertently licked his dry lips.

You must know that the water bag that looks like a wooden bucket is not an ordinary water bag, but a magically transformed prop. Once filled, it is enough to fill one-third of the reservoir in the camp.

Normally, you would be lucky to be able to take a fifth of it at a time and bring it back alive.

That's right! You guessed it right! I went to the magic fortress built by the Darent people. Brolin nodded and admitted openly.

Damn! Are you crazy? Those magic traps and steel puppets will kill you!

But I came back alive, didn't I? Well, don't worry, please fill the water into the reservoir. I'm going to see the elders. I have very important things to discuss with them.

Without saying a word, Brolin handed the heavy water bag to his companion, then walked toward a cave deep underground with the baby in his arms.

After traveling through the intricate underground tunnels for more than twenty minutes, we finally came to a cave where four old men were sitting around.

When the leader of the old man saw him walking in, he immediately raised his head and asked, How is it? Did you get the water?

Yes, elder, I got the water. And I also found that all the Darent people in the magic fortress were dead. The only one alive was this strange baby! He is obviously not a Darent person, I Never even seen a race like it before.”

Brolin hurriedly told everything he knew, while unbuttoning the cloth bag on his chest and placing the naked baby on a table made of the shell of an unknown creature.

baby?!

Another old man's eyes lit up slightly, he stretched out a finger and gently poked the little guy's belly, and quickly shook his head: Sorry, I can't help it, there is no such race recorded in any books.

Maybe they come from other worlds? The Darent people control dozens of worlds. Another old man put forward a hypothesis.

It's possible! What do you think should be done with this baby?

I can feel that he has extremely powerful magical potential. Maybe we should raise him so that when he reaches adulthood, he can provide shelter for our tribe.

But he is not one of our tribe! How can you be sure that he will repay our kindness?

Don't forget! He is just a baby! A baby is like a blank piece of paper. As long as we instill in him the concept of protecting the tribe, his powerful magical power will become our protective umbrella.

Stop arguing! Just follow the old rules and vote. If you agree, please raise your hands.

…

After a short debate, the four elders finally voted three to one to adopt the strange baby, and even gave the baby a name - Luke, Lucky Luke.

At the same time, the spiritual world was collapsing. Gru stood next to the huge Chaos Tree, staring at the body that had lost its soul. He smiled bitterly and sighed: Hey - this madman did the same thing as expected. Choice. Maybe this is the blessing of fate, and Genesis will begin soon.

No! Creation has begun! Two wills! Two souls! Two transcendents! They have been reborn and will determine the direction of the entire universe. The man wearing glasses spoke with unprecedented excitement.

newborn!

For most lives, it just means a baptism of memory, a reincarnation from life to death, and then from death to life.

But for Zhang Cheng and Byron, it means getting rid of the constraints imposed on them by the material universe and the spiritual world.