Wisps of purple aura surged and rose into the air, and within the origin, a purple imprint shone brightly. The imprint seemed to come to life at this moment, and every vein and stroke on it was exquisite and beautiful. It looked like the most beautiful sculpture, beautiful and moving.
As a large amount of origin force was poured in, a golden World Gate slowly opened. A bit of the origin force quickly entered it, and with the help of his special ability, he quickly entered this unknown world.
After doing all this, Adil stood up, feeling the little remaining origin force in his body, and could not help but sigh softly.
"There's about a hundred thousand left."
After this teleportation, the origin force that had originally been around eight hundred thousand had been reduced to a hundred thousand. The consumption was naturally not just to open the World Gate.
After understanding the price of this teleportation, Adil understood that his original plan of probing the World of Gods could no longer be carried out.
The amount of origin force needed to enter the World of Gods was too great. It would be fine if he only entered once or twice, but if he entered too many times, the gains would not make up for the losses.
Rather than that, it was better to increase his investment from the start, and strive to obtain the greatest rewards in one go.
After thinking this through, Adil made a decision to directly pour most of his origin force into the World Gate, grafting it onto that bit of origin force.
"With over six hundred thousand origin force invested, even a child of the world in an ordinary world would not be able to do much. The power of destiny produced from this is enough to ensure that my clone will not rise to power, and I'll have a good start."
Standing where he was and feeling the world energy in his body being used up, Adil's expression was calm, and he thought to himself in Silence, 'With this foundation, and the memories and knowledge of the main body, it should be enough for my clone to walk on the central stage of that world.'
The origin force of the world was the most precious energy in the world. The reason why the children of destiny and the children of the world were so powerful, and could unleash their seeds when they met an enemy, and fight monsters to level up as if they were eating or drinking, and they could survive no matter what kind of desperate situation they were in, was because they possessed the origin force of the world.
As long as the Origin Energy of the World was not exhausted, unless it was absolutely certain death, it would be able to find a chance of survival in the midst of all the dangers, allowing it to soar into the sky and blossom with its own brilliance.
Adil had grafted his own Source Power onto his clone. By consuming his own Source Power, he had forcibly created a Child of the World, allowing his clone to enjoy the treatment of a Child of the World.
Such an opening, coupled with Adil's own memories and knowledge, ensured that this clone of Adil would be able to walk to the end as much as possible and not die prematurely.
"I've done everything I can. Silence is the only thing I can do now."
Silence shook his head. After doing all that, Adil shook his head and felt that his World Energy had been depleted. He forced himself to stop thinking about it and left alone to find a place to rest.
… …
In the space-time, time passed very quickly.
In a dark place, a bit of blood energy was rising.
The ground was covered in the color of blood. On the surrounding black soil, some dark red blood stained the ground. It seemed to have dried up for a very long time.
This was a desolate battlefield. The ground was dyed red with blood, and the corpses of soldiers lay quietly on the ground. Many of the corpses were badly mutilated, and the blood on their wounds had completely dried up.
In the distance, some unknown black wild birds were circling the area. It seemed that they had been attracted by the blood stains, so they lingered there for a very long time, unwilling to leave.
The soldiers here seemed to have all died. At the edge of the battlefield, some figures were constantly walking around, carefully exploring the surroundings.
They were people in ragged clothes. They seemed to be the residents of this area. There were adults, adults, and some children among them.
They searched around, trying their best to turn over the corpses around them, trying to find something on them.
It was obvious that they were a group of scavengers trying to pick up leftovers from the battlefield. Judging from their ragged clothes, it was obvious that they had not had a good time.
They turned over the corpses one after another, trying their best to pull out a few corpses from the corpses, turning them over to better explore the items left on the corpses.
They didn't need any precious items. Just a little metal product or a piece of relatively intact cloth was enough to make them excited. They carefully put them away.
They began to explore from the edge of the battlefield, all the way to the center of the battlefield. When they finally saw the scene inside, they were a little stunned.
In the center of the battlefield, these scavengers saw a bloody hand suddenly reaching out from a pile of corpses.
This sudden and horrifying scene caused the eyes of the scavengers to widen. A few of the women even widened their eyes and subconsciously wanted to scream, but they were tightly covered by the men beside them.
They stared at the scene in front of them with their eyes wide open. Their faces were full of fear and dissatisfaction. Because of excessive fear, their minds automatically recalled some horrible legends.
Fortunately, soon, the next scene dispelled these people's wild guesses.
"It's not a corpse ghost! It's a human! "
With an obviously suppressed scream, in the front of the pile of corpses, a person with long hair climbed out of the corpses with difficulty and walked out.
Because his body was full of wounds, the person who climbed out of the pile of corpses walked with difficulty. Rather than saying he walked, it was better to say that he was crawling.
He slowly climbed out of the pit full of corpses, and then he could no longer support the wounds on his body and fell straight down.
… …
A sharp pain came from his body. The violent exhaustion and hunger that he hadn't felt for a long time came from all over his body and accurately transmitted to Adil.
Feeling the pain on his body, he slowly opened his eyes and instinctively looked around.
In front of him was a shabby thatched house. The whole house didn't look big. The main body was made of some scattered wood, and there was a lot of straw around it.
Because of the ventilation, Adil could feel the cold wind blowing from outside, which made his weak body instinctively shiver.
After waking up, with the return of the origin of truesoul, bits of memories gradually flowed into his mind, and a flash of understanding flashed in Adil's eyes.
This was a young man named Yasuo Bakuru. He was born in a family of knights, and was the third son of the current Baron Bakuru. He received knight training from a young age, and had a taciturn personality, rarely socializing with others.
Three years ago, Yasuo's Kingdom of Tamlu was at war with several countries. In the war, Yasuo was drafted into the battlefield, but in the end, the army he was in was defeated, and he was killed by arrows. His young life was gone, until Adil came.
In his mind, all kinds of memories kept coming back, bit by bit, and finally turned into a pair of clear eyes.
"This kind of experience, there's an inexplicable sense of familiarity …"
Lying on a pile of straw in Silence, feeling the pain and coldness from all over his body, Adil smiled. He didn't pay much attention to the scene in front of him, but found it rather interesting.
The scene in front of him was exceptionally similar to what he had experienced in the past. Back then, when he had just come to the Magus World, the identity he possessed seemed to be a knight who had just entered the battlefield.
Silence lying on this pile of straw, smelling the unpleasant smell in the surroundings. As if sensing something, Adil propped himself up with difficulty and looked outside the house.
Outside, following the crisp sound of footsteps, a girl in old grey clothes with her hair tied up walked in from outside, carrying a grey earthen jar.
After walking in, she saw Adil propping himself up in front of her, and let out a cry of surprise.
"Ah, you're awake?"
Sensing that Adil had woken up, she let out a cry of surprise, then lowered her body and carefully sized up Adil's appearance.
Having just woken up from a deep sleep, Adil's body seemed to be in a terrible state. Not only was his face incomparably pale, without any trace of blood, he even looked like a person who could collapse at any time.
But even so, after Adil woke up, that shining, that unyielding spirit that was like the most valiant and fierce warrior, as well as that aura that was like that of a high and mighty monarch, made one's eyes light up, making one understand that the person in front of them was definitely not an ordinary person.
The girl stared at Adil for a long time, then in the end, she lowered her head in embarrassment, put down the things in her hands, and asked, "Are you hungry?"
She put down the things in her hands and opened the lid, revealing the steaming hot soup inside.
"The weather outside is very cold, come and drink some hot soup."
She put down the utensils in her hands and said to Adil in a low voice.
Adil lowered his head and took a look.
In the worn-out wooden bowl in front of him, a little hot soup was steaming, with some local wild vegetables and some small pieces of meat in it.
He carefully sized it up for a while, and finally determined that there were no harmful substances in the bowl of hot soup, then nodded and smiled politely, "Thank you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the wooden bowl and took a sip of the water.
The bitter taste flowed from his mouth. Although it was warm enough, it carried a pungent and bitter taste. Not to mention compared to the various delicacies that Adil had eaten in the past, even compared to ordinary human food, it was a lot worse.
Adil did not show anything, only calmly drank the hot soup, then returned the wooden bowl to the girl, and sincerely thanked her.
"You're welcome."
Towards Adil's thanks, the girl hurriedly waved her hand, then sat there and looked at Adil for a while, then left.
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