Twenty years after the sun rose, the world of the Song of Ice and Fire shook violently. Like a meteor that had left its fixed orbit, it smashed into the dimension that Danny named the "bottom universe."
"Boom boom boom boom —" On that day, countless undead and devils in the seven levels of hell heard four crisp sounds from the dark red sky filled with the smell of sulfur.
"Hiss —" The Megalosaurus roared with all its might, but its voice gradually faded away.
The four Megalosaurus stayed in the four universes and did not follow the world of the Song of Ice and Fire into the bottom universe.
They were also the hope of the future world's upgrade.
After entering the bottom universe, Danny's connection with Little Fog strengthened. Only then did she find that the elf girl Laura, who used to talk to her, had passed away.
In the next eighty years, the world of the Song of Ice and Fire was like Halley's Comet flying from afar. It seemed slow, but it was approaching the "demon hunter world" very quickly.
To Danny's surprise, the demon hunter world was larger than she had imagined. It was like a Gundam piled up by countless abandoned cars.
In the past tens of thousands of years, countless worlds had collided with it. Then … it was like a mouthful of thick phlegm falling on a moldy sesame seed cake.
The sesame seed cake was expanding in volume.
Danny was sure that the world of the Song of Ice and Fire would be like a bullet, not a thick phlegm.
But she was also worried that the bullet would not be able to penetrate the sesame seed cake, or … if the bullet hit a human bone, the bone would shatter and the bullet would be deformed.
So, as Aunt May said, she began to adjust the collision angle.
Danny even split a thought and mentally projected it into the demon hunter world.
Well, as early as fifty years ago, she had been to the demon hunter world.
However, she did not go to the material world. Instead, she wandered around the "astral world" of the demon hunter world.
She had two purposes: to observe the strength of the demon hunter world and determine the best collision point.
The power of the demon hunter world belonged to the middle class. The number and quality of ordinary Extraordinaires were far greater than the world of the Song of Ice and Fire.
This world also had gods. Danny even found some half-step true gods lying on the ground, like Danny and the sheep egg, who had comprehended the complete Song of Laws, but because of the fall of the world, they could not reach the level of a "three-story" true god.
If there was no hidden big boss, all the gods together would not be her opponent.
Not to mention her now, even the Lahlo 20 years before the Long Night could be the boss of this world.
Well, at that time, Lahlo was the boss of the Song of Ice and Fire.
Determine the best point of collision, reduce casualties, and minimize the losses of both worlds as much as possible.
Dani chose the location of the collision to be in the north of the Dragon Mountains.
Two worlds' of the Two worlds were the two worlds were colliding, the two worlds were worlds worlds, and the two worlds were worlds worlds''s of the world? of the world.
The two of the two worlds worlds worlds, the contact, the of the world of the world. The world world of the the world worlds worlds worlds worlds, when the world of the world Earth.
The process of the celestial convergence would last for more than a decade, or even decades.
Danny had predicted the time and place of the collision in advance, and the demon hunters, a world of magic and martial arts, had foreseen the arrival of the celestial convergence a hundred years ago.
With the observation and mapping of the stars, the warlocks had long calculated the location and time of the collision.
Just two years ago, the two worlds trembled slightly. The mercenaries, inspection teams, warlocks, demon hunters, wandering elves, and so on, who had been waiting in the Megalosaurus Mountains, swarmed into the North Pole of the Song of Ice and Fire world.
At that time, Asha had not been resurrected.
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Two years ago, in the wilderness 500 kilometers away from the northern border of Colville.
The undulating hills were like yellow waves, and the yellow weeds that reached the knees had been trampled into the mud by thousands of wanderers. The mushroom-like tents spread for several kilometers.
Bonfires, barbecued meat, strong alcohol, noise, the smell of leather, horse dung and urine … all combined to form a complete picture of a mercenary camp.
Boom — Suddenly, a series of thunder boomed in the north. Then, a dark icy fog came from the north, gradually blocking the afterglow of the sun, accompanied by a wave of cold.
"Ah, the ground is covered in frost!" someone shouted.
Geralt frowned and looked around. The weeds on the ground were covered in a thin layer of white crystal.
"That's a cold world," he said.
The black-haired female warlock shook her head and said, "That's a world full of light and fire."
"There's only white frost in front of me," Geralt said.
"The celestial convergence, two celestial convergence, the landing point of the other world has appeared!" someone shouted. Then, countless people rushed in the direction of the ice.
"Pack up, get ready to enter the new world," the black-haired female warlock said.
Thousands of explorers walked north for another eighty kilometers before they arrived at a world covered in ice and snow.
"Let's go back. It's all ice and snow here, no gold or gems." The demon hunters were not afraid of the cold, but Geralt had a bad feeling.
"Do you think I'm like those adventurers, coming to the new world to look for wealth?" The black-haired female warlock sneered.
"Ah, there's a stone tablet here, written in the ancient language of the elves. Lord Yenneve, can you translate it for us?" The bearded mercenary leader waved his hand and called out.
When the black-haired female warlock walked over, the two-meter-tall stone tablet was already surrounded by explorers. She even found seven or eight of her colleagues from the Warlock Council.
"Visitors from the other world, the territory of the Northern Ice Kingdom lies ahead, please do not continue. Half a year later, the world rift caused by the collision will be closed. We will arrange for the officers of the Immigration Bureau to check the qualifications of the visitors, "a warlock read out loud.
"It's a very standard elven language. Are there elves living in the other world?" Yenneve asked in surprise.
"Count Anton, should we continue?" The mercenary leader looked at the armored knight in the team.
The middle-aged knight was a noble count from the Kingdom of Aden, and was also the employer of this 20-man team.
"We need to get first-hand information about the other world for the kingdom. If the countries near the Megalosaurus Mountains take a huge amount of wealth and resources from the new world, Aden in the middle of the north will be very passive. "
Although Count Anton said this, he still looked at Yenneve with a questioning gaze.
She used to be Aden's "Great Guardian Wizard."
Yenneve stretched out her right hand and opened her palm.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz …" The space above his palm was like a transparent pot of boiling water, rippling and undulating.
"The laws of the new world are different from ours, but my witchcraft is still working."
Yenneve had a quarter of elven blood. Although she was infinitely far away from the ancient blood that could open the world door, she had awakened the talent of opening the portal.
"Also, the snow here is not magic, but natural seasonal snow. As long as we are prepared for the cold, it won't affect us much. "
"We'll retreat if there's danger," Count Anton decided.
Many people had the same idea as him.
In other words, most people turned a deaf ear to the stone tablet's warning.
If they were afraid of danger, they wouldn't have become explorers.
In the next half a month, more than 20,000 people entered the northern snowfield one after another.
Unlike the caution of the residents of the Song of Ice and Fire world, this world and the races of this world had experienced too many celestial convergences. They had long been used to exploring or migrating to the new world.
Well, yes, although they didn't know the specific situation of the new world, many races had decided to leave the world of demon hunters.
Just five hundred years ago, the masters of this world were still elves.
Since seven hundred years ago, humans migrated from across the sea and fought with elves for hundreds of years.
In the end, humans, who had a stronger reproductive ability, won.
The civilizations of elves, halflings, goblins, dwarves and other humanoid races were destroyed by humans. The remaining minorities in human society were refugees or low-class citizens.
They would be happy to go to the new world and start a new life.
After entering the snowfield, the sky in the south was obviously brighter, and they could vaguely see the shadow of the sun. So, everyone moved in the same direction.
But in less than half a day, Geralt found a very scary thing: as long as the people around him left his sight, he would never see them again.
At first, when he told Yennefer about this discovery, the sorceress scoffed. "I can swear on my honor as a member of the Supreme Council that there is no trace of witchcraft within a few kilometers.
To be more direct, there has never been a fluctuation of the Force nearby. "
Half an hour later, she lost track of Geralt.
When night came, they set up their tents in the snowfield. The count arranged for Geralt to go around and see if there were any beasts that could threaten them.
But Geralt never came back.
Seven or eight people left one after another. Like throwing meat buns at a dog, they never came back.
At that moment, extreme fear gripped the heart of the sorceress of Vinge Castle.
— — They had met a super expert.
Fortunately, they met the natives of this world the next day …
Like Yennefer, the "lost" demon hunters also found a warm and prosperous town that night.
There were about a hundred families in the town. Two or three-story buildings were built on both sides of the crossroads, and in the center was a small castle with a wall.
The houses here were very unique. Whether it was wooden houses or brick houses, half of them were buried in the ground, and the other half was exposed outside.
It was late, and there was no one on the cobblestone road. Warm light shone through the windows a foot above the ground. In the shadows, one could hear the voices of people and see the shadows of people walking.
Geralt knew the way and easily found the noisiest tavern.
The taverns in every world were the same: dirty, noisy, dark, and full of the stench of sweat and rotten feet.
Of course, there was also the sweetness of the ale, the burnt smell of barbecued meat, and the skin of bones smeared with low-quality makeup.
"Traveler, this is Lanruo Town. Where are you from? Look at your outfit, it's very strange. "
The fat bartender behind the counter spoke in an unfamiliar language that Geralt could not understand.
But he was not worried.
He walked forward and put his hand on the bartender's right arm that was wiping a horn cup.
"Hello, I'm from another world. I'm a demon hunter, Geralt of Livia."
His mental wave reached his mind.
The fat, red-haired bartender was stunned. He glanced strangely at the sword behind the demon hunter. "You're a respected mage?"
Geralt still could not understand what he was saying, but he received accurate information from the bartender's mind.
"A demon hunter who knows a little about magic."
Geralt explained the convergence of the stars and his situation in a simple manner.
"So you're a guest from another world." The bartender was shocked. "I have to report to the mayor immediately. There are too many explorers from another world coming in. Our vault is in danger."
"Vault?" Geralt frowned. "We're not robbers. We won't rob your town."
"But this is Lanruo Town. There's an open-air gold mine half a mile away. There's too much gold in the vault. Money moves people!" The bartender said anxiously.
"This …" Geralt sighed helplessly. "Your worries are not without reason. Quickly inform the mayor!"
"Geralt, you're a good ranger. I, Tormond, the 'Giant's Nemesis', am definitely going to befriend you!" The fat bartender patted the silver-haired demon hunter's shoulder and laughed.
At this moment, Geralt felt a sense of pride from him that did not belong to a bartender.
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