Spatial magic wasn't simple. If magic was divided into levels, then necromancy was only the entry level. Spatial magic, other than knowledge and hard work, the most important thing was talent.
Don't believe in anything. Talent was one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Because when you really move in a direction, you will find out. But that one percent inspiration was the most important, even more important than ninety-nine percent perspiration.
If there was a problem with the voice, it would be impossible to cultivate it into a singer even if you invited a famous music master.
Spatial magic had very high requirements. It required an extremely high level of mental strength to control it. The legendary spatial magicians were all heaven-defying existences. They ignored all magic (all elements had corresponding spatial elements) and ignored all regions (using extremely strong mental strength to open up a spatial passage, equivalent to a black hole).
The principle was: Fold two opposite points on a plane in half and make the two points coincide, thus achieving the legendary space jump.
After his rebirth, Chen Feng's luck was very good. With the sacrifice of the messenger, he seemed to have summoned an extraordinary character.
Recalling back to the time of the summoning, when the necromancer appeared, he seemed to have revealed his own name.
Saruman …
Was this the name of the necromancer?
The appearance of the dimensional crack allowed countless people to see a whole new world. In the unknown dimension, perhaps there were legends of Saruman, but after he gave up his life and chose to become an undead, his name was no longer important.
Everyone had their own secrets. Perhaps, the undead were no exception.
Chen Feng wouldn't use his identity to order the necromancer to tell him all the stories. It wasn't that he respected his summoned beast, but that he really didn't have the time or interest to listen to stories.
In an era without war, people would always become lazy. This was also the main reason why when the weather became warm, there would always be countless old men gathering in the park. More than ten people gathered together for only one purpose, and that was to watch the two people playing chess on the board.
Wasting time?
Perhaps.
After all, they had worked hard all their lives. When they finally received their retirement pay and didn't have to worry about their children, they had the right to relax.
But now was not the time. The apocalypse had just begun. Looking at Chen Feng now, he was undoubtedly a winner in life. In terms of strength, he was best at pulling the team leader's tricks. Usually, when the opponent charged over bravely, he would have to face the simultaneous attacks of five or more teammates.
Rights? As the leader of the Order and Gorge Gate, the life and death of millions of people were in his hands. If it was in ancient times, he would also be an existence of a feudal lord.
Women?
Not to mention this. Go and ask those rich businessmen in peacetime. Have they ever slept with a cat? Have you ever slept with an elf?
No? What else was there to say?
But even so, Chen Feng couldn't stop. It wasn't because his ambition was boundless, but because there was no such thing as peace in this world.
This is how the world works. You can't let your feet stop, just like you can't let your heart stop beating!
Just like the Frost Giant Worms lurking under the beach, why did they hide? Was it because they liked sand? Like the dark? Not good at communicating with others?
Don't deceive yourself.
Those guys only saw the strong side of humans. Just try it. There are only ordinary people in this city. There are no weapons, no professionals. Those hidden worms will come out in an instant and use their worms to bite off human heads!
Comfort is for the dead.
Although this sounded a little cruel, it was very appropriate in the apocalypse!
Chen Feng couldn't stop. Although he already had two large forces under his command and had more than a million people, thinking about the dimensional rift that was slowly shattering, who knew what kind of terrifying monsters and enemies were inside!
Although the energy concentration in this world was several times that of other worlds, technological civilization was already a thing of the past. Whether it was communication, transportation, or weapons, they had all suffered heavy losses. It could be said that this was the darkest time for humans.
Compared to humans, those dimensional worlds had already developed for tens of thousands of years or even longer. Although the energy was relatively poor, many little drops made an ocean. The number of experts also greatly exceeded that of the human world. In this case, Chen Feng had to be fully prepared!
Although this kind of behavior seemed somewhat pessimistic, Chen Feng firmly believed that being cautious would always lead to a longer life than being reckless.
It was because of this that Chen Feng urgently needed to establish a bridge of communication between the two forces. He wanted to share each other's resources and let his own forces rise to the next level!
Chen Feng also started out by plundering.
However, his vision was much higher than Shi Xiong and the others. He knew from the beginning that as a social creature, the power of unity was much more than that of a single person.
Look at the series of changes Chen Feng had made. Repelling the monsters, establishing a stronghold, emphasizing human rights, scientific research, and agriculture, with one hand grasping strength and the other grasping the economy. It was precisely because of this that Order had grown into such a huge monster in such a short period of time.
But what about Shi Xiong and the other old forces in the Gorge Gate? They had long been blinded by their awakened abilities. They had no knowledge of technology and human rights. They only knew how to fight for power. In this case, the Gorge Gate had lost its golden period of development.
What Chen Feng needed to do now was to use the power of Order to help the Gorge Gate complete its infrastructure. At the very least, he needed to solve the food problem here.
After all, the frozen bug meat was not a long-term solution.
In this world, there was no such thing as an impenetrable wall. The moment this was discovered, it would most certainly lead to a heated debate. Although this would not affect Chen Feng's authority, it would still cause his trust in Chen Feng to plummet. This would also cause a huge impact on the faith of the masses.
"This matter should not be delayed!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed and he nodded at the necromancer.
The latter's skinny face did not have any expression. Instead, he fiercely stabbed the scepter into the ground. A hole was instantly pierced in the hard cement ground. It was as if the bone pillar weighed millions of pounds!
Around the necromancer were a lot of materials used to build a magic circle. The human world could not obtain them at all. Only a world like the Abyss, which was composed of countless planes, could gather so many resources!
These resources consumed more than half of Erwin's wealth. It could be said that the profits from the auction house were all exchanged for these things.
Among them, the most shocking thing was a piece of wriggling flesh!
It was a piece of flesh from a Legendary tentacle monster. At this time, the flesh seemed to be alive and was not dead. It was trying to be reborn. It kept wriggling on the ground, as if it wanted to recover its functions and be resurrected!
In the Abyss, the vitality of tentacle monsters could be described as abnormal. They were born with the ability to heal themselves. As they advanced, this ability also changed. If they entered the Epic Rank, they could even be reborn from a drop of blood.
Even if they were broken into pieces and only a drop of blood was left, they could still slowly absorb energy. After hundreds or thousands of years, they could wriggle again and be reborn.
When Chen Feng heard this news, he was secretly shocked. Why didn't he know before? If he had known, he would have fused with the power of the Burning Flame Demon. No matter what, he would have snatched a tentacle monster for a blood sacrifice.
However, if he wanted to have the ability to talk to himself like a tentacle monster, he would first have to endure the transformation. Think about it. After tearing open the human skin, what would immediately appear were countless tentacles and indescribable viscous liquid. Even if it was a transformation, it would only bring fear to the female believers and not majesty.
In this world, there would always be people who felt that it was impossible to achieve perfection by just a little bit.
The preparations were ready. Next, he just had to wait for a miracle to happen!
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