Just as the Flame Demon Syndicate was swallowed by the silver light that surged from the depths of his spirit.

In the world of Mycrov, Joshua broke the spiritual link with the distant end.

"Just treat it as the reward for my weapon last time."

He said to himself this way, the warrior closed his eyes, and then beside him, "Wait for Master, what are you talking about?", stretched out his hand and rubbed the silver-haired girl's brain, so that the other party could shut up and stop talking.

"Don't let me down, my 'first saint'."

A few days later.

"Are you ready?"

In the suburbs not far from the main city of Moldavia, the grass has begun to sprout. Now it can be seen that the earth is covered with scattered but full of vitality. In an empty plain, Joshua has packed up his clothes and asked loudly to the two behind him.

"Prepare, Master!"

As soon as the warrior finished speaking, the black dragon girl responded loudly without hesitation. She could hear that she was very happy now: "You can set off at any time!"

As he said that, Hei transformed into a majestic and huge black dragon, stretching its wings in the wilderness, and then raising a roar that made the distant mountains shaking.

"Don't be too excited."

Seeing his mount so excited, Joshua was in a good mood. He patted the black dragon's front paws, then turned to look at another girl: "No. 3, are you ready?"

"It's ready..."

With the slow fluctuation of magic power, the magic projection of No. 3 slowly appeared beside Qiao Xiuya, unlike the black who was so happy that he could go out for a walk because of the painful exercise. The girl looked a little confused at this time, and she whispered: "Do you really want to take me with you? I feel a little shy with my body..."

As he said that, No. 3 looked at Joshua's right hand. The soldier was carrying a silver steel box, covered with dense runes of purple and blue light.

"Of course, in order to ensure that my mental state will not be distorted like the last time, I really need your help and monitor all mental changes."

Joshua replied naturally: "If it is just a projection, the computing power is not enough, so you must bring your body with you this time."

"That's right...but then, won't the city be able to monitor it?"

“That strict surveillance is not needed.”

Joshua didn't care about the practical concerns of No. 3. He jumped casually and came to the top of the black dragon's head. Joshua stood between the two corners of the black dragon, and explained to the artificial intelligence girl who also floated up and stood beside him: "Everything is in order, without any conflicts or contradictions. Of course, it's good. But you have to consider the type of city."

"The prosperity of Moldavia relies on adventurers who go to the Great Aes Mountains and extraordinary practitioners who admire my power. The conflict between them should not be solved by ordinary people. As long as there is no criminal act or influence on ordinary people, those adventurers and practitioners want to fight privately, let them, that is their way of life."

Speaking so, Joshua seemed to have recalled something and showed a nostalgic expression: "No matter whether a man or a woman wants to fight, let them decide whether they win or lose. Otherwise, anger and anger will accumulate in their hearts, which will cause greater trouble."

"……Um."

Of course, No. 3 didn't understand Joshua's logic and explanation very much, but she knew that the method proposed by Joshua, who was more like an adventurer than the nobles, should be better than her rigid monitoring and defense.

Even artificial intelligence understands that in the face of floods and people's hearts, what is needed is to loosen rather than block.

All three of them were ready. After Hei was confirmed, he had already started to take off and set off. The projection of No. 3 floated in mid-air, increasing her height as the dragon shook its wings and took off. She looked at the suitcase in Joshua's hand with a strange look and muttered, "I'm there now, here again, it feels so strange..."

She rarely looks at her body from the projection perspective like this. After all, most of the time, the violet rune crystal was placed in the central room at the deepest part of the lord's mansion. Only a few people around Joshua were able to enter there.

These scattered thoughts eventually disappeared in the wind. Under the instructions of their master, the black dragon that had risen into the clouds had just learned the method that had just been learned, and began to accelerate violently in a long dragon roar. Suddenly, the residents of Moldavia all looked up and saw a black dragon shadow breaking through the clouds in the roar, cutting through the sky, and flying towards the end of the horizon like a black meteor.

Its purpose is to be located in the northeast of the empire, around a fortress located between mountains.

That is, the place where the divine mist is located.

A few days ago, after communicating with the old Pope Iger, Joshua planned to go to the location of the God-Eros Mist to explore the mystery of the soul. For this reason, he even asked the Empire Emperor Isrel a few days ago, wanting to know where to have the God-Eros Mist that has not been successfully challenged.

"To be honest, so long has passed, and most of the fog of divine mists have been broken by endless challengers, which has added a group of inheritors of ancient heritage in this world."

Isrell was not surprised by Joshua's sudden inquiry. At that time, he said to Joshua at the other end of the communication array in a helpless tone: "These people who have obtained strong inheritance and strength are stirring up storms in the empire at this time. After many people returned home, they had conflicts with the original nobles and official forces... But no one has successfully challenged the fog around Bolin Fortress so far, and it is still expanding its scope. I even had to order to use a crystal wall to block the fog between the hills."

"Be careful, Joshua, that is not an ordinary mist of divine evil. Compared with other marks, it is not a level of existence at all."

With his thoughts turned back, Joshua stood above the head of the black dragon and flew rapidly towards the northeast of the empire.

"During this period of time, the Wuwang Heaven has become increasingly unstable, but even so, the divine marks that fall from it are at most the second-class existence of the gods in the Guangyao Era."

Black was flying at supersonic speed above the clouds, while Joshua held his hands in front of his chest, looked straight ahead, thinking in his heart: "But even a second-class god is still a powerful god, and it should be slightly weaker than Xing Zheng. It is obvious what kind of existence can be made with the second-class god."

"That's the Lord God."

Did the mark of a master god fall ahead of time because of some accident? So who is it? The master of the sea, the mother of the earth? The bride of the storm god, or the lord of thousands of rivers? Joshua didn't think so much. He just felt very happy that when he needed it, he could actually find a master god-level mist. Compared with ordinary gods, those divine lords who once side by side with the sages and created the glorious era of the glorious era of the glorious era of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the glory of the gods, the secrets contained in their souls are more worth exploring.

The black speed was very fast, and the clouds and the earth were thrown behind him like flying. The endless mountains and lakes were stretched into lines. The violently bursting air formed a series of sonic bomb clouds behind the Black Dragon. At this rapid speed, Joshua and his group quickly arrived at their destination around the Bolin Fortress on the east side of the Ural Mountains.

"Is this the fog of divine mist?"

Stepping on his feet, he signaled that Hei stopped flying and slowly descended. After descending from the clouds, Joshua saw his target as soon as he saw his target: a ball spanning several valleys, bound by a thin waterscape wall in the pale sea of ​​mist among the mountains.

It seemed like a real ocean. It had no color, and it could not be described in any language except white. It was like a white sea of ​​fog that was like a deserted sky. At this time, huge waves dozens of meters high were surging, as if they were planning to break through the crystal wall set by Isrell. It had swallowed several mountains and placed all the creatures in it into its own dreams, whether it was plants, animals, insects, or birds, all of them were under its control.

This is the last wreckage after the fall of the ancient gods, the inheritance seal left by their souls, the mist called "Shenhou".

Standing above Hei's head, Joshua looked down at the sea of ​​fog. He had seen a similar scene in Moldavia, the place where the God of Rivers, the God of Rivers, was located. It was obvious that the fog located around the Fortress of Bolin was much larger than the God of Rivers, and the soul of Xinur's soul could at most cover a lake, but this could cover several peaks and surrounding valleys.

“It’s so beautiful.”

Looking at the sea of ​​fog tumbling inside the crystal wall, the warrior sighed so much. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the void. Suddenly, the sea of ​​fog wafted, and a few sporadic thinking particles broke away from the fog he was originally in and flew into Joshua's hand. He looked down at the white glowing particles flying in his palm, with a solemn look.

How can we describe this? This soul has not decayed or weakened even after a thousand years. Even the spiritual core and thinking center have been destroyed and defeated in the battle, and the divinity and body have long disappeared. However, this residual soul is still full of vitality, so that after falling from the boundless heaven into the Mycrov continent, it can turn into a fog of gods that can swallow everything.

Apart from limits, perfection, and incredible, there are no other adjectives. This may be the most perfect form of "the ultimate meaning of the soul".

For Joshua, the mist of divine evil itself is the best reference target. He raised his hand and continued to gather the thought particles that scattered in the surrounding air. These gods' smallest thinking units contain mysteries, and the warriors used the Steel Vision to observe it carefully.

After a while, in No. 3's curious eyes, Joshua sent the fog in his hand back to the sea of ​​fog below. There was no doubt that this was indeed a realm that his soul warrior had not yet reached. These thinking particles would basically not lose any loss except for nuclear fusion or even above-level attacks. They could be called immortal. If converted into muscles, at least they are at the level of his current simplified material body.

However, he came here today not to express his strength to the pioneers, nor to imitate the power of these gods. Although he could easily use the surrounding divine mist as raw materials to convert his soul into almost the same texture, he did not intend to do so at all.

What Joshua wanted was to find.

Find ways to find out the Gods and sublimate their souls to their present level.

Is it meaningful to lament other people having strong muscles and bodies? No.

Is there any difference between the strong muscles obtained through genetic modification and the person who tempers a tough body step by step?

Although many people think there is a difference, in fact, there is no. The power obtained through external forces is also power, and there is no difference between it and hard work.

The problem is that the former's level will always stay at the moment after the transformation is over. Unless he finds a better object to imitate, there will be no room for improvement. He avoids all hardships, hard work and the most precious experience. He never knows how to obtain this power. If this person's power disappears, he will become a weaker again and fall into the quagmire from the sky.

The latter put in great effort and time, and the process of gaining power is itself the most precious wealth. He tempered his will and knew how to become stronger. Even if he lost this power, he could still stand up again, then climb the already-formed ladder to the sky, return to the clouds, and become a strong man again.

And, he can find a way to a stronger and farther place.

Joshua naturally doesn't plan to be the current one. He is a strong one.

So he ignored the surroundings that were within reach and grabbed a lot of divine thinking particles, but carried the box and stepped on the black dragon's head.

“Down, black.”

He narrowed his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes: "Don't stay there."

"Let's go inside and take a look."

An ancient city suspended in the sky.

Above is the blue sky, and below is the endless sea, with strong winds whistling, and more than a dozen huge black tornados are like giant pillars supporting the sea and sky, and the sky and the earth are slowly moving, and a magnificent ancient city, like a work of art, is located in the center surrounded by these tornados.

The huge tower and sharp steeple buildings form the main body of the city, while countless rotating gears and runes are the bases of this ancient city. The huge magic energy obeys the commands of alchemy machinery and runes, forming a translucent position. It isolates all gravity and external winds, so that the city can sank smoothly in the air even when it is raging tornados.

This is a self-disciplined city. As the rune light flashes, you can see that the streets in the city can automatically move forward. Pedestrians only need to stand on it and can be automatically taken to walk. Although it seems ancient, it actually contains extremely advanced technology.

And it is such a city that integrates history, technology and art, but now it has mostly become ruins. Towers and buildings collapsed in large quantities, cracked, and wreckage of gravel and gears are spread all over every corner of the street, and even traces of something being burned into ashes.

Time seems to be still here. The damage caused by the war thousand years ago is still still as it is. Even though tornados rage in the sea and sky, this huge floating city is still hanging peacefully and lonely in the center of the sky, maintaining a silent calm.

And just when everything seems to last forever.

A black dragon, carrying a human and an artificial intelligence, suddenly appeared above the city.

Time therefore starts to operate.
Chapter completed!