The wizard is chasing the truth

The black and white wizard's eyes reflected the world that belonged to Wang Ya's consciousness.

Everything modernized did not move him.

He buried too much technological civilization.

In the many cosmic worlds managed by Upside Down Mountain, there are often beings with advanced technology and martial arts who become members of new forces through selection.

The vicissitudes of the world flow through my eyes.

All the details are visible to the eye.

The young man on the hospital bed, from opening his eyes to closing his eyes, lay in a coffin and was buried in the mountain soil. His body rotted and smelled, and withered into bones.

Until the mountains and rivers changed, earthquakes collapsed, and the tomb was buried deeper.

The boy's body completely decomposed and dissipated, blending into the mountain soil itself.

From a life perspective, he was completely dead.

"The true meaning and direction of death are obviously heading towards the third level of transformation. How does he know and why can he find it?"

The great black and white wizard's eyes widened, and he thought he was right.

This is the right path to the sun.

He had gone through this before, experiencing three deaths and annihilation.

But ordinary Huiyue creatures, let alone trying to break through, have not even known the specific secrets of knowledge, and cannot dig open this chasm gate.

Wang Ya's level is only the limit of Fanxing, and he can do things that 99% of Huiyue's lives have never been able to do.

Relying on my own wisdom and understanding, and with the help of geographical advantages, I directly understood it, and still deepened it, and I actually achieved some results.

"Is the world crazy, or is this kid too evil?"

The great black and white wizard took a deep breath. His emotions, which had not fluctuated for many years, went up and down all at once today.

"One death is enough, and the second death is almost complete. This boy will not be so ambitious that he will directly experience the third death."

Support a living being and explore the true meaning and origin of death and destruction.

No wonder it consumes so much power.

The great wizard of black and white is still a little confused, "The greater the potential, the deeper the foundation, the more the price needs to be borne. In the bridge across the starry sky, I am helping him bear the price. Even if it is a fake to reflect the real, it is an illusion at the moment, and it will be a waste." It’s amazing too.”

"My palms were actually sweating and my body was shaking."

The Black and White Great Wizard took a deep breath. He was the Great Wizard of the Sun, and he was actually gasping for breath even when he was supporting a star-studded creature.

Could it be that the other party's background and potential are so great.

The ‘real’ achievements in the future will be unimaginably great.

The great black and white wizard narrowed his eyes and seemed to have the only explanation.

But he still couldn't believe it.

It's really shocking.

On the daily level, it is also unimaginable and unheard of.

"I don't believe it anymore. You can drain me dry just by pretending to be real."

"I want to see what you can build."

The great black and white wizard lost his temper and snorted coldly, "If you can really die three times while maintaining consciousness, I will personally fish you ashore."

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In the black water of the void, every living being has encountered different tests. The consciousness manifests into the world, coming from the heart, and is extremely real.

Some have seen powerful enemies they encountered when they were at their weakest in the past. They encountered them again and were still unable to defeat them. They were completely defeated and fell into despair.

Some are infected by the seven emotions and six desires, which linger in them and are difficult to forget.

Some are the people they admire and admire the most in their hearts, and they attack them, showing their malice and fighting to the death.

If you really sink in and can't extricate yourself, you can only end up under the wave of silence.

Wow!

The sputtering of black water droplets, with thousands of colors reflected in it, is a corresponding sub-world picture.

The consciousness at the spectator level raises its head and watches.

The five figures standing on the shore looked down.

Solomon, the son of God, encountered an enemy in the world of consciousness.

The most respected and recognized creature.

He was wearing a golden robe, with black hair tied behind his back, and a crow with black and white wings sitting on his shoulders. His skeletal pupils stared straight at him, making people feel numb, as if he was a predator at the top of the food chain. Catching and feasting.

His facial features are exquisite and handsome, his black eyes contain countless mysteries, and the starry sky is vast.

Mirrors in black, white and yellow colors float above the head, reflecting many worlds and strange areas with bubbles floating up.

The red thread is wrapped around the waist, and the heart at the end hangs like a pendant.

White boots, with the sound of waves.

The black wings are retracted, and when they are unfolded, they will surely shake the world.

"Teacher, I think I have been looking forward to this day for a long time."

Solomon, the son of God, licked his slightly dry lips and raised the corners of his mouth, "Although I don't have any confidence, I still ask you, teacher, to appreciate my path as a wizard."

"Let me see how big the gap is between me and my teacher."

"Slay God!"

The killing wizard's eyes were filled with ferocious aura, and he touched the center of his brow with the finger of his right hand.

Blue divine light rushed up to the sky, the clouds tore apart, and the huge spear from outside the sky showed its sharp edge and fell suddenly.

The world was destroyed by the extreme sharpness and killing energy, along with that transcendent figure.

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The scene that Moon God Wang Ya saw was beyond his expectation.

Returned to the Starry Sky Undertide area, to the Moon Planet that inherited the bloodline.

A tall figure shrouded in the moonlight, three meters tall, looked down at him, holding a sword in his right hand. His expression could not be seen clearly, but he had extreme malice and disgust.

It was as if he had stained the blood of the Moon Elf.

Buzz!

The moonlight that illuminates the dark universe turns into starlight and sword light sweeps across, bound to kill all the despicable people who peek at the bloodline of the Moon God Elf.

"I'm kidding, I picked up this Moon Elf bloodline, so you have no right to meddle in it."

Moon God Wang Ya cursed angrily, and the moonlight also bloomed, turning into a crescent moon that reflected a corner of the universe, and crashed into it. The whole body was composed of special particle energy, which was beautiful and carried endless murderous intent.

"What I picked up is mine. Wait until I become famous and spread the reputation of the Moon Goddess to all the heavens, okay?"

boom!

Endless light is scattering, celestial bodies suspended in the starry sky, and planets disappear, just like the Big Bang of the universe.

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A picture of the world located in the corner of the black water waves in the void.

There are no other bells and whistles, and no fight between life and death.

It's a peaceful, ordinary wooden house with simple decoration and only a book on the wooden table.

Andersen sat in a chair, flipping through the book.

The book is red with blue and white stripes.

The cover said 'Dark Blue'. The writing was very old and had a special charm, which made him look very ugly.

Sitting opposite him, another majestic figure wearing dark blue wizard robes gradually emerged.

Although the face cannot be seen clearly, it is somewhat agile and active.

Andersen pressed the book hard and said gloomily: "It is impossible for the illusory things to condense into reality. It is just the thoughts in my consciousness and the thoughts in my heart."

The fact is that with that guy's ability, it is possible to move from illusion to reality.

Andersen could have done something similar in his heyday.

Whatever you think, there will be an echo.

It is also one of the fundamental cores for existences like them to return from endless years ago.

The specific things involved cannot be explained clearly in just one sentence or two sentences.

There was no way Andersen was going to let things go on.

The bloodshot pupils showed a bit of despair.

There is a vaguely extremely complicated world of runes, which is constantly manifesting in the eyes of the pupils.

Until the dark blue figure landed on the seat opposite and suppressed him.

Most of this space of consciousness collapsed.

The power of the runes is very transcendent and extraordinary. No matter how powerful the power at the Huiyue level is, it is impossible to touch it.

That is power at the level of rules.

Under Andersen's subtle control, it was impossible for the outside world, whether it was the viewing space or the gazes of the five juniors on the shore, to see anything strange. They were just ordinary illusions of some powerful enemies within the battle.

Although the rules of the sun are transcendent and supreme, there are still gaps, and at some levels, the gap in the essence of particle energy is even greater than in the mortal era.

A faint sense of crisis rose in my heart.

Andersen narrowed his eyes and restrained the strength of the rules.

Until all traces of the dark blue figure are erased.

He raised his head and sneered, "Inexplicable net, the Purge Council will not engage in such unnecessary things. How can a true witch come out without experiencing bloodshed?"

"Animals kept in cages will remain livestock for the rest of their lives."

"Achievements on the sun are also not possible under such circumstances."

Andersen walked out of the wooden house with his hands behind his back and looked at the outside world of books. It was like a three-dimensional image, dividing the distance between heaven and earth. Beyond the distance, there was another world.

Just like it had been when he was inside the Crimson Book.

"It's really interesting. In this battle of stars, all the heroes gather together. All the creatures that should come and those that shouldn't come appear."

"Who will be the most shining actor on the stage?" Andersen's eyes were deep. Through another unique perspective, he saw the conscious world belonging to Gray Brandy, and also saw a series of actions he took as an imaginary enemy and tried to control. effort.

The corner of his mouth curled up, "Those who consider themselves audience members are often supporting actors on a larger stage. Tsk, but Wang Ya Halak, your appearance really makes me happy."

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Time flies, and the years are ruthless.

In Wang Ya's conscious world, hundreds of years have passed in the modern earth.

Technology has not continued to develop and has stagnated.

As the population increases, the relative consumption of resources decreases and cannot be used enough. Society begins to become chaotic, and people's hearts are already unsettled.

Until one day, a complete war broke out.

Countries fight against each other, people fight against each other, and snatch resources.

All this has nothing to do with the dead Wang Ya.

His coffin and corpse were integrated into the mountains.

Completed the death of the organism and the death in the memory of others.

But there is still information.

The entry of the identity system is as stable as a rock while the order does not completely collapse.

But luck always favored him.

One thousand six hundred years have passed since his death and burial.

The war has left only one country on earth, which is using its remaining resources to survive.

The war still continues.

For resources, one's own people are fighting against one's own people.

Buried for two thousand years, the earth's resources can no longer be mined, the last country is destroyed, and all kinds of technology, data, and records are destroyed.

The remaining humans struggled in the nuclear winter environment, a wasteland-like badland.

So far, Wang Ya has completed his third death.

The place where Wang Ya was buried, an unnamed hillside outside the Tianfu City, is now infected by contaminated radiation, barren and barren, with a few crooked trees on the bare mountain, and no green.

A few bald crows, mutated into multiple claws, stepped on the branches, and made an unpleasant hoarse sound.

The next moment, as if frightened by something, they flapped their wings and flew away from the environment.

Thick black smoke began to emerge from the mountain, forming a black fog that filled the sky, and an indescribable aura of death and annihilation existed in it.

Even the harsh and deadly environment of the wasteland cannot be compared with it.

"Who am I?"

"I'm dead."

"I'm still alive!"

"No, I'm already dead."

The consciousness fluctuations are spreading, with confusion, the fluctuations are transmitted very slowly, and most lives cannot perceive them.

In other words, this kind of consciousness fluctuation is more inclined to the magnetic field, amplitude, and information signal of the natural environment.

The black fog spread at an incredibly fast speed, covering the entire Tianfu City in an instant, and killing all the remaining radioactive life or the remaining humans, imposing a definition of death.

The reason why it is a definition is that all the life touched will disappear, and there will be no trace of existence.

Complete death and extinction.

Consciousness fluctuations cannot control the black fog.

The black fog seems to be himself, and it seems to be independent, and the state is extremely strange and wonderful.

It seems that the meme of the triple death is superimposed, and the black fog formed by him is transmitted to all life.

Chi chi!

I don’t know how long it took, the whole earth was shrouded in black fog, the sky was dark, and all things fell into death and extinction.

Freshness and life cannot exist.

This is a planet of extinction.

Consciousness fluctuations completed an overall acceptance and cognition.

"I succeeded. This is my three death states, superimposed into a meme state, in a special definition. This state is not controlled by my consciousness fluctuations. After I did not accept the cognition, I controlled it and it spontaneously spread to the world. What will happen after my next consciousness fluctuation completes the cognition?"

Wang Ya could not know, because his current state was too special.

It was like a more magnificent life.

It was as ancient as a planetary body or a stellar body, and possessed a more transcendent and incredible miracle power.

His consciousness fluctuations could not be carried or changed.

There were too many spontaneous spreads of the backward black fog.

Rather than saying that he turned into the black fog of death and extinction, it was better to say that he became a puppet of consciousness fluctuations.

And spontaneously generated a sense of uneasiness.

It seemed that if this state continued, it would have extremely bad consequences.

So much so that his own existence and consciousness returned to death and extinction itself.

Bang!

The earth itself is struggling. The black fog has wiped out the surface of the earth and has begun to spontaneously invade the deep layers of the earth, wiping out more life and vitality. The magma in the earth's core continues to flow, as if it will erupt at any time.

The struggle of the world's core and the world's will is extremely fierce. (End of this chapter)