Garon received it obediently and continued to absorb it. That extremely strong feeling of disgust surged up again.
He could not help but lower his head to vomit, but he immediately suppressed it again.
"That's a good willpower. You've been through a lot. "Ann nodded in satisfaction. "You're qualified to be a Holy Spirit. If you're pious enough. "
"Thank you … for the compliment …" Garon squeezed out a sentence. He was drenched in cold sweat. He lay on the ground and did not dare to move, afraid that he would vomit if he was not careful. Along with the intense pain in his abdomen, the strong feeling of vomiting came out wave after wave of nausea.
Ann looked at Garon approvingly.
"Your soul's strength has decreased a little. It seems that this soul poison does have a weakening effect. It's just that your resistance is higher, so I thought it wouldn't have any effect … "
She thought for a while and lowered her head as if she was calculating something.
At the same time, the book floating beside her flipped occasionally. Words, symbols, and numbers would appear out of thin air. She was obviously making records.
Time passed slowly. Garon waited for the effects of the poison to wear off. He was exhausted and almost fell asleep.
Then, he saw Ann raise her head again.
"Do a set of movements with me. You have to cooperate mentally." After she finished speaking, she started to do a set of movements like she was dancing. It looked a little like an awkward ballroom dance, but there were many inexplicably difficult positions.
Garon did not know how he should follow her. He had a dragon's body. But since Ann said so, he treated his limbs as hands and legs and slowly moved.
As he moved, he suddenly felt his soul ring crack, and it was faintly showing signs of cracking. Garen's heart skipped a beat.
"Don't worry."
Ann waved her hand and everything around them stopped.
"Whoosh …"
Garon's movements began to automatically replay stiffly. It was as if time was flowing backward. His movements were completely reversed. From the last part to the first part, until he was lying on the ground motionlessly. It was as if it had never started.
Garen stared blankly as the crack on his Soul Ring instantly disappeared!
"This is … the power of time …" It was not the first time he saw this power. The last time his Soul Ring exploded, it was this power that saved him. And this time, it was the same.
Everything returned to normal.
Garon felt that he could move again.
"You have to keep practicing this set of movements with this poison. I'll come back in a year to see the results. Do you understand? "An said calmly.
"Understood," Garon answered honestly.
Seeing how cooperative he was, Ann seemed to feel that this was not in line with her principles.
She thought for a moment.
"How about this? I'll mark a set of plane maps for you. I'll mark out all the places you can't get close to. In addition, I'll give you a set of books. You can choose freely here."
"Thank you very much." Garon hurriedly agreed. What a joke! To be able to control the power of time, an existence like Ann had obviously reached an extremely terrifying level. The knowledge accumulated by such a tyrannical existence was undoubtedly difficult to obtain in most other places!
What Garon yearned for the most was an overall understanding of the entire universe. He had no idea what he should pay attention to in this world.
This was naturally not the time to be courteous.
He resisted the nausea and hurriedly scanned the bookshelves around him.
Spellbooks, all kinds of languages and words that he could not understand. It was obvious that magic restrictions had been added. Without a certain level and knowing the decryption method, he could not read them at all.
Potion books, he did not really like to use potions. This was not something that could be understood with just one book.
Garon's line of sight quickly locked onto the history book.
"History of the Main Plane".
This book was just right for him to read now.
"Have you chosen?" Ann sensed his decision. The book naturally flew out of the bookshelf and landed in front of Garon.
"Thank you."
"This book is indeed more suitable for you to blend in here." Ann nodded in agreement. "Go."
She waved her hand. Garon only felt that the world in front of him was spinning. His entire vision was upside down. He disappeared from the study together with the book in an instant.
An stroked his chin. All the books around her slowly closed and automatically flew back to the bookshelf.
"There's actually something that I can't decipher. The God of Potions is indeed commendable," she muttered to herself softly.
She stretched out her index finger and drew a line in front of her. With a tearing sound, the space in front of her split open automatically. Ann stepped into it.
There was no telling what was on the other side of the crack. Below them was a continuous white mountain range. The sky was blue and golden sunlight shone down. Ann was suspended in the sky. Her entire body suddenly expanded and pounced forward.
Roar!
Her entire body suddenly transformed and expanded into a gigantic ferocious Black Dragon.
The Black Dragon's body was a few hundred meters long. It was like a black battleship. There were three horns on her head. Colorless electric arcs flashed between the horns.
Whoosh …!
The Black Dragon's gigantic body suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already a few kilometers away.
The gigantic Black Dragon flew over the mountains, crossed the ocean, and passed through a golden desert. In just half an hour, it arrived at a black plain.
"Pasala." Ann's loud voice spread downwards. It frightened the ant-like animals on the plain and caused them to flee in panic. Many of the weaker ones were so scared that they wet themselves. They were paralyzed on the spot and did not dare to move.
"Ann?"
A deep female voice came from below the plain. It was young and full of majesty.
"Aren't you still cultivating in seclusion? Show yourself so casually. The Shadow of Ampseru won't let you go so easily. "
Ann's gigantic Black Dragon face showed a hint of disdain.
"I'm cultivating in seclusion, not running for my life. Do you think I'm afraid of him?"
"Alright, I believe you're not afraid. Then why are you here?" The female voice, Pasala, asked.
"I found someone who can improve his physical fitness through his talent," Ann said briefly.
"So what? No matter how strong his body is, in the face of the distortion of time and space, a Level Nine spell can throw him into the abyss of the sea of insects. He will be devoured to death by the endless insects. If he can't understand the rules, it's meaningless no matter how strong his body is, "Pasala said nonchalantly.
"Of course I know. I'm just more interested in this kind of uniqueness. He was created by an accident by the God of Potions, "Ann said nonchalantly.
"The God of Potions?" Pasala hesitated. "This can be studied. Then why are you here? "
"Give me a Death Crystal," Ann said without hesitation.
"No, I've only secreted this much in the past hundred years. What if you take it away?" Pasala refused decisively.
"Let's exchange," Ann said softly. Ann said in a low voice. A piece of Black Dragon Scale automatically fell off from her huge body and flew downwards.
The one-meter-long Dragon Scale spun at high speed, like a falling meteor, bringing a huge flame with it as it smashed into the plains.
Boom!!!
A deep crater appeared on the ground. However, the surrounding plains wriggled toward the crater as if it was alive and quickly filled it up.
Seeing this, Ann revealed a trace of a smile.
*****
Inside the cave.
Garon crawled quietly in his private cave. In front of him was the History of the Main Plane that he had obtained.
The pages of the book flipped slowly. There were no longer symbols on it that he could not understand. Instead, there were special symbols that were obviously distorted and incomprehensible, but could transmit information into Garon's brain.
This was similar to a Wizard's Reading Spell, but of a higher level. This was because the information flow was automatically converted into Dragon Language because Garon only knew Dragon Language.
"Ninety-five thousand and three hundred years ago, three Supreme Gods suddenly rose in the Main Plane. They were the God of Light and Fire, Fehra, the Mother of Nature, Raphael. The last one was the Eternal Dragon, Evan. After that, the Abyss invaded. Purgatory and the Main Plane overlapped. War broke out … Devils and Purgatory creatures trampled on the Main Plane's land. The sky was shrouded in flames and poisonous smoke. Evil Spiritual Light bewitched people's hearts. The desire to kill engulfed everything. "
The contents of the book flowed slowly through Garon's mind.
"Humans and other intelligent races faced a great disaster. The three Supreme Gods each chose a hero in the war, bestowed them with Godhood, and made them gods. Some beings who obtained the Godhood of the Evil Gods in the Abyss by chance during the war also blurred the boundaries of the war. The Abyss wreaked havoc for thousands of years and was finally repelled … "
Garon read the history carefully.
"After the Abyss War, this book recorded the War of the Gods. The Eternal Dragon had a conflict with the other two God Systems. He was defeated by the two Supreme Gods and disappeared. Mother Nature of the Elf God System also had an internal conflict after helping the God of Light and Fire, Fehra. The Elf God System was defeated, but Fehra suffered great losses as well. Hence, the Republic Treaty was signed. "
He skipped over the long paragraphs of praise and great descriptions of the gods and went straight to the key parts. However, he noticed something strange.
The Abyss War and the War of the Gods had happened one after the other. However, there was still an endless stream of new gods and demigod heroes. Comparing it to his inherited memories of the Dragon Clan, Garon noticed that even though so many gods had fallen in battle, the Main Plane seemed to be growing more and more prosperous.
He suppressed his doubts. He could not find any answers in the book. Logically speaking, even if a war was won, it would usually be at the cost of eight thousand casualties. However, there were no signs of such a thing happening here.
After gaining a general understanding of the Main Plane's history, Garon analyzed the geographical environment of this universe from a few words in the book.
Countless planes rose and fell. They were surrounded by the universe ocean known as the Chaos Sea. Among all the planes, there were three Main Planes that stood tall.
The relationship between these three planes from top to bottom was as follows:
At the top was the Heavenly Realm. It was the main peaceful place where the gods established their God Nations. A large number of God Nations were connected here. They formed different God Systems and worked together to resist the Chaos Sea's loss. It was said that the Supreme God Lafite and the other two had established it together.
In the middle was the Main Material Plane. It was where the humans and other mortals lived.
Below it was the Endless Abyss.
As for the Purgatory Plane, the Shadow Plane, the various Elemental Planes, the Aether Plane, and so on, they were all attached to these three Main Planes. Other than that, there were many private planes created by powerful beings. There were also half-planes attached to the edges of the planes and so on. There were other messy planes that rose and fell. There were too many to count. They were like schools of fish in the sea. No one knew exactly how many planes there were.
However, Garon only had a general idea. He would have to look for a more detailed geography next time.
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