On June 20, 837, the maids were accustomed to complaining from the lords of Moldavia.

"Master, you haven't brought us seriously for almost two or three years..."

Near the portal on the top floor of the Lord's Mansion, Ying stretched her waist, and the girl whispered to Qiao Xiuya who was about to pass through the portal with a boring look on her face, "Okay, I know you are so strong that you don't need weapons..."

"This time the master is going to a very distant world to assist the Steel Python... Let's talk about us, even Master Nostradamus and others, the master did not invite him."

On the side, Rin explained to the silver-haired girl helplessly. Compared to Firefly, who is obsessed with his "weapon" identity, he has no obsession with this. Whether it is handling government affairs, managing the appropriate size inside and outside the lord's mansion, or managing the industrial planning of the Radcliffe family, in his opinion, there is no distinction between fighting and them, and it is all things that can help the master.

"But you keep us at home forever and always feel that you're useless."

A little unwilling to accept the situation, she muttered softly, knowing that this journey to another world might be extremely dangerous. After all, this is a problem that cannot be solved by even the will of the world and needs to be entrusted with other powerful foreign players to deal with. But she is not afraid of danger, she is only afraid that she is useless to Joshua and has no value for existence.

No. 3 and Hei, who was facing the light, were whispering something. The artificial intelligence girl who had talked to Joshua for a long time seemed to be saying something that scared the Black Dragon, such as the forced use of frozen magic to awaken every day, the flight training for 500 kilometers before breakfast, etc. This was what Joshua entrusted No. 3 to ensure that Hei could still exercise normally when he went to another world. After all, if Hei really fell into a deep sleep, it would not be a simple matter to wake him up.

"If, you really want to explore with me."

At the same time, Joshua, who was about to cross the portal, turned around and looked at Ying and Rin who were staying obediently. A subtle light flashed in his calm eyes. The warrior whispered: "Then get stronger."

"Ying, Rin, and No. 3 and Hei, you are all very talented. You have natural spiritual bodies, an alchemy creature of the first level of artificial fairy, one is an artificial soul in the world of Karlis, and the black dragon with the blood of the ancient dragon... With the equation of the transformation of the essence and spirits and the inheritance I left behind, your progress should be more than ten times that of ordinary people. In fact, aren't Fire, you already in the golden level? If one day your humanoid strength reaches the middle level of the extreme mind, you should be able to keep up with me."

Joshua never likes himself walking alone at the forefront of the world. He always hopes that someone can keep up with him... but he will never slow down his speed for this. He is very pleased to be able to keep up. If he can't keep up, then he can't keep up.

Because the inheritance of gods and the transformation equation of the essence and spirit, No. 3's strength has improved rapidly, so there is no need to worry. If Ying, Rin and Hei want to get rid of his embarrassing position now, they either choose to give up, or they grit their teeth and use more than ten times more than ordinary people to catch up with his shadow.

"Don't worry about me, I think this exploration should not be difficult."

Turning around, Joshua once again crossed the portal, and his back to everyone, Joshua said calmly: "According to Karlis' words, this should be a small world, and it won't take long."

"Come on, my weapon."

After saying that, accompanied by a faint blue light like the waves of the sea, the warrior entered the space-time channel and disappeared.

Everyone who said goodbye also left one by one. Whether it was Firefly or Rin, whether it was Black or Light, even No. 3 seemed silent than before. Joshua's words did not have much modification and were very real. They were all thinking about how to get close to their masters at this time.

No matter what, living in a strong man’s home is indeed a very hard thing.

At this moment, in the study room on the second floor of the Lord's Mansion, accompanied by a trace of holy light, a flat and white letter paper slowly appeared in a small magic circle beside the desk.

This letter paper is exquisitely produced, and it can be seen that it comes from a place with extremely high craftsmanship. It is not wrapped in an envelope, but there is a layer of holy light covering its outside. At this time, the holy light is rapidly dissipating, and the words on the white paper are gradually appearing.

The first page of the letter can be seen and the only page.

"My friend, I am quite shocked by your view on the soul and the ultimate intention of the soul."

This is a letter. The handwriting of the letter writer is beautiful and ancient, with the style of conjoined characters from the last century. His handwriting looks very much like the standard brushwork used in the south... But if you look at it yourself, it is better to say that the standard brushwork is referring to him than to the standard brushwork. At this time, the person who defined the standards seemed quite surprised, so that his handwriting was a little aroused: "Denied the nature of the soul and emphasized the relationship between the soul and the flesh. This can be said to have proposed a new idea for soul research. You have made great contributions. If possible, I want to organize your letters and publish them in the official academic journal of the Holy Mountain."

"At the same time, I think I need to explain to you the results of the observation of the souls of the Seven Divine Holy Mountain over the years, as well as the relationship between the soul cycle in the mouths of the people and the world we live in, and what is going on."

Speaking of this, the excited handwriting has calmed down, as if the author has returned to his calmness at this time. He wrote seriously and seriously: "First of all, I must tell you this point, that is, the world is actually receiving energy from the void all the time."

"Void rays, time and space fluctuations, external energy tides... Before the arrival of the Great Demon Tide, each world was actually receiving a large amount of energy from the void, but these energy was just a flash in the pan. They would quickly pass through our world, and even the Great Demon Tide was the same. If it weren't for the Great Demon Tide that was constantly erupting, then it would be just a glimpse to us."

"Nothing can keep these energy waves that seem to be overflowing after the destruction of the world (forgive Barbarossa, I held him and knew what you talked a few days ago), but the soul can. The soul can capture these energy from another world and grow with itself... The more people, the more souls, the more energy it leaves. After all sentient beings pass away, the soul circulates in the world, turns into the cycle of souls, and returns all the energy absorbed in life to the world... Can you understand?"

"The cycle of the soul will continuously strengthen the energy concentration within a world! And this energy can definitely be used for the cultivation of extraordinary power. As long as there is a little extraordinary power and the world can give birth to the soul, its extraordinary power concentration will become higher and stronger. The smaller the world, the faster the concentration of extraordinary power will rise!"

But at the last paragraph of this letter, the handwriting was slightly different from before, and it seemed that the words were not written at the same time, and the handwriting became much sloppy.

"According to the gods, the world of Mycrov should have been blown away by the war between sages and evil gods at the end of the last era. Today, the world of Mycrov is much smaller than that of the time of the Guangyao Age, and is only about one-half of the size. Therefore, the energy concentration in our world recovers extremely quickly and it will soon return to the level of the time of the Guangyao Age, and even become stronger."

"The boundless heaven is the product of war. It was originally part of the sky of the Mycrov world. The gods set up a time and space barrier and turned it into their own throne. It was originally an extremely important part of the soul cycle, but now it has become the burial place of the gods. We guide it back to the Mycrov world and complete part of the soul cycle... The innocent souls who were originally floating around the world now have a place to rest."

At this time, the author seemed a little tired, but he still wrote seriously: "To be honest, the reason why I replied so late is that a big incident happened recently, which involved a lot of my energy. If possible, Joshua, please contact me as soon as possible. This matter is of great importance and extremely special. Perhaps only you have the ability to solve it."

"Seven Holy Mountains, Eagle."

The letter had appeared, but the recipient had left and headed for an unknown distance.

And at this moment, the Holy Mountain Battleship, Glory Fortress, and the central control area of ​​the "Eye of the Saint" Observatory.

More than a dozen elite priests were working hard in the spherical hall, facing light curtains, and they controlled hundreds of observation arrays and overlapped them into observation points that could penetrate the turbulent space. These observation points would operate day and night under the control of three shifts of priests, observing and monitoring all abnormal conditions around the world of Mycrov.

Whether it is time and space turbulence, energy fluctuations or large-mass mass depressions, these abnormalities are monitored by the Eye of the Saint Observatory. The observation members summarize all information in detail and report it to the main control room of the Saint Mountain Center. Most of this information is meaningless time and space fluctuations, or a noise caused by an energy tremor, but no one will slacken because of this.

"There is no exception between 58-92."

"There is no exception in interval 93-2."

"The abnormality occurred in interval 3: a small void meteorite is flying towards the world of Mycrov. Detection result: no bacteria left in the alien world. Treatment method: passively wait and see."

"No abnormal signal was detected."

In the control area, priests sent out reports and messages through their spirits. They seemed to be searching for something. Whenever they "discover an abnormal signal", everyone present would be shocked. After confirming that this was just the most common disordered signal in the void, they would return to normal again.

And right in the center of the control area, a white-haired old man was standing here. In the respectful eyes of everyone around him, Eagle monitored all the signal stations at the same time. His face was calm, but he seemed to be waiting for something.

"Shit..."

"Anomaly signal was detected in interval 57."

The priest who controls the observation points skillfully sent out a signal. Although this was just an inaudible hissing, it was very likely that it was just a meaningless shortwave caused by the interference of the observation array by void rays, but his duty was to report everything.

"Hiss...

"Anomalies were repeatedly observed."

It is very normal for the priest to send out the second prompt signal again. After all, if there is energy interference at the observation point, even if it is more than a dozen times in a row, it is expected. The priest working here is even ready to send out the prompt signal continuously. At the same time, he is thinking about whether to eat barbecue for dinner. A few days ago, the Holy Mountain Fortress was harvested in the cultivation center in the void. The fortress finally did not need to transmit food on the surface, but could be self-sufficient.

"Shit...we..."

"Repeated observation of exceptions...and wait!"

He was thinking about whether to have a barbecue for dinner or to deal with the meal with mashed potatoes in the cafeteria, and he skillfully sent a prompt signal, but soon he was stunned. The priest felt that he had just heard the voice of Mycrov's common language... Was he hallucinating? Or was there really such a voice? In short, he planned to highlight this abnormal signal.

However, before he could take the next action, more and clearer signals came.

"Hesit...he...here...it's...the big information database...the guardian...reports...hisit..."

"Discover clear signals from other worlds!"

Without hesitation, the middle-aged priest immediately put aside the barbecue and bread and mashed potatoes in his mind. He sent out the highest level of "Octopuser of Another World" signal, which means that the discovery of life in another world or the highest level of communication or traveling in the void. This priest follows the process, first saves the signal that just appeared through the intelligent core of the observatory, and then uploads it layer by layer according to authority. Because his highest level signal is sent, all observation points in the -200 range are monitored to transfer the target and conduct full-power searches.

And Eagle, standing in the control room, opened his eyes wide: because he monitored all observation points at the same time, he also heard that the sound was not an illusion, but the real Mycrov common language. The sound was a bit weird, and the accent was very different from the common language today, but no one could understand it as if it was a dialect language.

Finally arrived.

The next wait was not long. As the highest prompt was issued, all the working priests confirmed that the signal was true and gathered the observation points in the interval 57, a clearer signal appeared in everyone's ears.

"...The internal circulation has collapsed, we can no longer survive, the matter conversion array can still operate, but we no longer have the substance that can be circulated."

This is a tired female voice, her tone is very strange, and it seems that she rarely speaks the same way as others, and there are many problems with the grammar, but no one cares about this little detail, and everyone listens attentively: "The stars are extinguished, and the world is dark. Without light, we cannot find our way home... The passers-by who can hear this signal, please tell Mrs. Mycroo, if you can hear it, we keep our promise and stick to it."

"A thousand years have passed. The guardians and their descendants are still in their posts and will rest here forever."
Chapter completed!