Xu Zhi was surprised to see this. "The space ring, a spatial alchemy creation, has appeared?"
In the Sorcerer World, Mind Witchcraft had always been a widespread school of Sorcerers. It was even the fundamental Witchcraft. After all, the Evil Eye Gene was a Mind Type Gene. All of the evolution of their Witchcraft was triggered by the Mind.
"Witchcraft can decompose your mind from fire to earth, from electricity to the sun and moon, from the ocean to the flames. According to this principle, it will produce many extraordinary transformations."
Would a mind that had undergone a qualitative change interfere with time?
Would a mind that had undergone a qualitative change affect space?
In the Sorcerer World's churches and academies, countless witchcraft students were researching this. This had always been a very metaphysical witchcraft topic. It was idealistic and difficult to understand.
And Charlotte's core witchcraft, "Mind Space," combined with the basic template "Rubik's Cube," as well as assisting the suppressed old monsters to perfect and integrate into their own training system, actually produced such a miraculous reaction?
Turning the mind space into a physical space?
In fact, the previous generation of Worm Queen had already developed space folding technology and subspace technology to an extremely proficient level.
And now, Xu Zhi gradually had a very rough embryonic form of this kind of technology.
After all, it was already an extraordinary world with demigods. In the future, there might even be real gods.
Even if they were the size of an ant, they would still be gods in the legends!
These gods were like the various indigenous gods in the myths and legends on Earth. They had incredible power and were truly extraordinary mythical creatures.
"The magic box space witchcraft will not be widespread. There is a high chance that the magic box can only be used as a common biological metal in the future."
The worm sub-brain's mechanical voice came from the worm nest. "Because the magic box needs to train to expand its space."
Xu Zhi nodded slightly.
In other words, it would not be so easy for others to have such a space witchcraft.
Other than Pandora, who had intelligence and could cultivate on her own, the others had to possess the space inside the magic box and control a magic box creature that had no intelligence. They had to carve the magic box according to the same mageweath pattern and cultivate for it.
It was like Xu Zhi planned to control one magic box out of seventeen thousand magic box cubes to train.
It was equivalent to giving half of one's training time to the magic box.
This was destined to be a very long process that required countless efforts. Perhaps a huge wizard school or a wizard sect with the help of countless wizards could create it day and night.
Moreover, the spiritual space of a level one magic box could only contain one grain of sand. A level two magic box wizard could contain a bowl, and a level three wizard could only contain one cubic meter of inner space.
But in the later stages, it was reasonable. After all, the power of each level of wizard was superimposed. A level four wizard's magic box could contain five cubic meters of inner space, which was barely usable.
A level five wizard's magic box could contain thirty cubic meters of inner space.
A level six wizard's magic box could contain two hundred cubic meters.
A level seven wizard's magic box was two hundred cubic meters.
Although eight years have passed, Pandora is still a Level 3 wizard. She only has one cubic meter of space, which is equivalent to half an ant in the real world. Xu Zhi thought for a while and realized that he was still too weak in the early stages.
However, Xu Zhi was very satisfied with the performance of the Rubik's cube creature and the players.
The Cthulhu Evil God, the Abomination, the Necropolis, the magical beasts, the Church of Light, the Sorcerer Academy, the Space Ring, Alchemy, and Witchcraft — all these colorful structures had completely formed a complete Extraordinary Sorcerer World. Based on this, it would reach the pinnacle of the Sorcerer Civilization within one or two hundred years!
There might even be real gods and level-eight mythical creatures.
"The world has completely matured. It's time to begin."
Xu Zhi had a lot of mixed feelings. He vaguely remembered the shabby civilization and ecology in this desolate land. It seemed to be a strange world.
But all of these results were built on the advancement of countless eras and the endless corpses. As the Creator, he stood on the countless corpses of generations, and in the long years, he deduced a path of self-redemption.
The heroes of each era appeared in his mind: Gilgamesh, the three witches, and the Great Emperor of Alchemy.
"The hymn of human history is a hymn of courage!"
"Death! It can't crush our arms! It can't destroy our backbone! "
"The Sorcerer represents the search for truth and knowledge. Give me endless knowledge, and I can move the whole world!"
…
Angry roars, laughter, grief, and wailing.
The heroes were alternating.
The years were extending.
The "Founding Era" and the "Spear of the Great Shaman" ancient books that recorded the times of the past couldn't completely record every corner of the world. He was watching from the side, but it was like he was witnessing the living history of civilization, witnessing the long evolution of the entire world.
"They didn't even know that they were just small characters living in the orchard, right? Little people in a bottle. "
Xu Zhi suddenly had a complicated expression. "They were just a poor man with cancer. He pulled his suitcase and returned to the orchard of his hometown. In despair, he created them."
He had never thought highly of himself.
Nor was he arrogant. He clearly knew that he was weak.
"It's time to treat the disease. I need to take that step and solve the sword hanging over my head."
Now that the day had finally come, Xu Zhi could not help but feel a little complicated. He sighed and recalled the previous eras.
But his expression gradually calmed down. After drying the clothes, he stood up with the bucket and turned to walk towards the door.
"The Sorcerer World will definitely push its civilization to the peak in order to resist the descent of the Evil Gods! And the invaders of the Evil Gods from other dimensions, the seven conspirators, will also attempt to unify this world.
When the Evil Gods completely awaken from their old days, the battle between the natives and the Evil Gods will be a catastrophe.
I don't know what kind of destruction it will cause, how many people will die, whether they will be reborn after the destruction, and whether people will be able to recover from the cataclysm … But my current body can no longer withstand the energy feedback of the fourth extinction. "
At this moment, Xu Zhi could already feel a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere descending. "I have to completely cure my cancer before everything happens, and welcome everything that is about to erupt!"
The seeds that he had planted in the farmland back then had already bloomed into a rotten flower. It was time to get rid of the hidden danger in himself.
…
At noon the next day, Xu Zhi received a express delivery.
The delivery man was very friendly. Xu Zhi gave him a five-star rating.
He opened the express delivery box. Under the intricate packaging was a piece of dry ice, emitting cold air and a faint white mist.
"It's roughly the shape of a sword. That's about it." Xu Zhi took out a tool and cut it to the length of a chopstick. "The dry ice should be enough to disguise it as the Sword of Mocles from back then."
As Xu Zhi finished speaking, he lightly cut his finger with a knife and dripped his blood on the dry ice that had emerged from the Holy Sword. "The cancer cells have long entered the blood stream."
According to historical records, Gilgamesh had once cut the finger of the God of Creation, and the Sword of Mocles was stained with the legendary Blood of Eternal Life.
Back then, Gilgamesh's sword was secretly taken away by Xu Zhi during the Great Flood. This was also the reason why countless generations of Babylonians could not find the Sword of Mocles.
Originally, the best way was to use the original Sword of Mocles, stain it with his own blood, and put it into the big sand table to insert the cancer cells.
However, the alloy sword could no longer keep up with the wizard civilization.
"When they find out that a god-given holy sword can be broken by a legendary wizard, won't they be in big trouble?"
Xu Zhi thought for a while. "Although Gilgamesh had already reached the legendary level in terms of brute force, he did not intend to break the sword. He treated it as a treasure and cherished it very much. However, these wizards are all pursuing the truth and thinking about rebellion all day long. They even dared to cause trouble for the Alchemy Emperor. We have to be careful … So, dry ice is the best choice. After all, the alloy sword is a hidden danger inside."
By the time people discovered the God-given sword, it had already turned into a lump of cold, misty gas. It dissipated in a few moments after the coffin was opened, leaving only the bright red "Blood of Eternal Life" in the coffin. That was the best way to deal with it.
"Also, I'm going to make a fake tomb." Xu Zhi thought for a while. "Without Gilgamesh's body, I'll use a cenotaph. I'll put the Sword of Mocles, stained with the Blood of Eternal Life, into the tombstone."
Xu Zhi had already made the arrangements.
"Sovereign Emperor Ermin who has mastered the Wave of Life, Sovereign Emperor Medusa who has mastered the Resurrection of Death. Let me see what you can do with my cancer cells. Can you really save me? Let me wait and see. "
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