Although it hasn't been long since he traveled through time, Yu Sheng'an has already realized what constitutes the basic power of this world.
That is - soul.
The magician's power comes from the magic pattern, but after all, he still needs soul power as support.
Abyss demons evolve through fighting and devouring, but according to classic records and Yu Sheng'an's observations, in the final analysis, they still devoure souls and increase their strength.
It's just fighting and destruction that seem to allow them to vent the unstable factors in their foreign souls.
Even so, most demons are insane and twisted.
Not to mention the gods, the godhead is only authority, and if you want to exercise authority, you need the source of energy to drive it.
The source of matter comes from the soul.
So because of Redmond's torture at the stake, his soul was so twisted that he was able to use his life-sharing contract to communicate with his Abyss Demon and summon it over. This may seem incredible, but actually it's understandable.
Yu Shengan tapped the armrest with his fingers, thinking secretly:
Maybe Redmond's soul is not twisted, distortion is just a concept created by magicians and gods.
It might be more appropriate to say it is mutation.
If he could master the secrets of the soul, his power might surpass that of the gods.
It's a pity... Yu Sheng'an glanced at Redmond's three companions through the perspective of God. Their physical vitality had not disappeared. The huge group of demons that provided the three of them with vitality was just a drop in the bucket.
But their souls are shattered.
Their current state, in terms of modern medicine, is extremely appropriate to be called "vegetative state".
Only Redmond survived this tragic fire torture with his help, and due to some complex factors, his soul mutated.
"The only sample!"
Yu Sheng'an shook his head and finally chose to stand by and watch.
Half an hour later, the village's burning rack was set on fire again, but the person on the rack was replaced by an old lady.
In her wails, the shadow demon rushed out of the village, grinning ferociously and chasing down the villagers who were running away frantically.
Yu Sheng'an sighed, turned his back on sight, and withdrew his divine perspective.
He has no right to condemn Redmond. If you think about it in his shoes, he might do something even more radical than Redmond.
In fact, his low-food strategy is very dirty. Once launched, it will be as destructive as a large-scale war.
However, he still put a mark on Redmond and decided to focus on observation.
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Three days later, Yu Shengan escorted the Viais mission out of Willis City on behalf of the Kvir Empire.
This will be a long journey, and it will take at least half a month to reach the earthly kingdom of the music goddess-Vais.
After leaving the city, the desolation and vastness of this world gradually unfolded.
On both sides of the official road solidified with earth magic, when leaving the city, you can still see large areas of farmland, which turn into an endless forest as you walk.
Time has also become boring.
Because of this, many people don't understand Yu Sheng'an's journey.
Especially Meg, the head of the Viais mission.
As the head of the mission, he clearly knew the purpose of this mission to the Kver Empire - to purchase the high-yield and cold-resistant seeds newly cultivated by the Kvir Empire.
Unfortunately, the Kvir Empire obviously also knows the importance of these seeds, and will not be moved no matter what price they offer.
In the end, they were just willing to sell a batch of grain.
In addition, the Kvir Empire will also send Ajef as envoy to Viais to discuss cooperation matters.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Ajeev was accompanying him, Meg would not be satisfied with this batch of grain at all. He would find a way to stay in Willis until he could get some seeds, even just a few.
At least this pair of goddesses have an explanation.
Because of this, he was very aware of Ajeev's status.
Especially after he came here, he realized that Ajeev had pioneered the conjecture that "thunder magic can be transformed into light magic".
Such a big shot can be said to be comparable to the three great Dharma gods.
It was so strange that he sat in the carriage and set off with the team.
The mission was escorting only a batch of food, so there was no need to send out a big shot like him.
Even if he represents the Kvir Empire to discuss state affairs with the goddess, he can be teleported there, so why waste time on the road
Meg couldn't figure it out.
As everyone knows, Yu Sheng'an can't find Viais at all.
Yes, that's the fucking reason.
Coincidentally, in the teleportation coordinates marked by Tang En, the former God of Contract, there is no earthly divine kingdom of the Goddess of Music.
Yu Sheng'an is nearby and there is no user to provide coordinates. How to teleport there
Even if it was teleported nearby, a large number of demons would have to be sent to search for it. If the music goddess misunderstood him again, that would be bad.
It's such a troublesome situation, so we might as well just follow the mission.
How cool is it to have someone to wait on you, someone to lead the way, and someone to help you identify yourself
Yu Sheng'an just took this opportunity to practice magic and inquire about the goddess of music.
"Mr. Meg, I heard that music is supreme in your country. As long as you create beautiful music, ordinary people can earn rich salaries from nobles. Is this true?"
In the carriage, Yu Shengan asked Meg with a smile.
"Mr. Ajeev, everyone in the world says that you are the smartest magician. I didn't expect that you would also believe such rumors!"
"Oh, what do you say?"
“How can something as elegant as music be created by an untouchable?”
Yu Sheng'an was stunned: "Then what if civilians really created something? Is it possible that there isn't even a single example in the history of Viais?"
"This... It's not that there are no such things in history. There are indeed a few geniuses who are extremely talented and can create beautiful music without touching any music. However, these people will not be awarded noble titles immediately, but will be recommended to the conservatory of music. Finally, Then based on their performance and contribution, it will be decided whether to grant them a title of nobility."
"Oh, I see."
Yu Sheng'an nodded, his eyes twinkling.
The goddess of music is indeed not stupid!
There was also a rumor outside that "everything is inferior, but music is superior." Maybe it was the smoke bomb she set off.
However, after all, he is the god in charge of music, and he still attaches great importance to music!
I don’t know if the few Blue Star songs I prepared can be heard by her
Also, my contracted godhead exercises power through words and words.
So how does the godhead of music exercise its power
lyrics
Or melody
Yu Sheng'an breathed out and glanced out the window. At some point, the delegation passed by a large farmland.
In the cold autumn weather, everything is desolate, but the farmland is full of green.
That gratifying scenery made Yu Shengan subconsciously shout: "Stop!"
The mission then stopped.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Yu Sheng'an stepped out of the carriage and looked at the farmland on the roadside, which was filled with broad-leaf mallows.
The thick leaves swayed gently in the cold wind.
On the side of the road, an old farmer was holding an iron plow and looking at him and the convoy with a confused expression.
Yu Sheng'an asked: "Old sir, do these all belong to your family?"
The old farmer looked panicked and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, if I tell you this, it's all unclaimed wasteland, and I'm just sowing blindly."
Yu Sheng smiled and comforted: "Old sir, don't be afraid, I'm just asking. Are you not afraid of wild beasts coming out of the forest when you are opening up wasteland here?"
A trace of pride appeared on the old man's face: "Don't be afraid. Many people in our village are learning magic and fighting spirit on the Internet. They are so powerful. All the wild beasts in this forest have been driven away. How can they dare to escape?"
"That's really good!" Yu Sheng'an nodded, and added: "After harvesting this crop of broad-leaf mallow, don't plant it again. It's not cold-tolerant. It will be cold later and it won't grow."
"real?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
Yu Shengan waved his hand and got into the carriage again.
The convoy immediately set off and slowly left.
The old farmer looked at the leaving convoy and shouted to a soldier in a strange way: "Brother, let me ask you something, who is that young man? He seems to know a lot about mallow?"