"Has the original area become so barren?"
After bidding farewell to the one-eyed dragon, Leylin finally came to the previous signal position.
However, compared to the previous landscape when the laboratory shuttled over, there have been obvious changes here. A large number of jungles have disappeared, and only the undulating terrain still gives Leylin a vague sense of familiarity.
The original laboratory was already engulfed by a large amount of sea water, and the sixth-level spider he had encountered before had long since disappeared.
"Where are Gillian and the others?" According to the memory and the map stored in the chip, Leylin easily found their previous gathering point, but at this moment, there was no one there.
The earthen pots and ironware on the ground are full of decay.
"This level?" Leylin grabbed an iron sword, which was the gift he gave last time. It uses the best fine steel and forging technology in the Central Continent.
But now, the entire iron sword began to be turned into powder directly in his hand, and it was continuously decaying and annihilated inch by inch.
"It's only three hundred years, but judging from other items, it seems to have gone through tens of thousands of years... Is it a change when the power of dreams was still active?"
Leylin rubbed his chin and came to the place where Gillian's father and daughter lived.
No! This place can only be described as 'wreckage'. The previous house structure has long been weathered and decayed, and there are only faint traces on the ground.
"The precipitation of time will reveal all the truth in front of my eyes..."
Leylin's eyes were dark, and he spoke the above words as if reciting a mantra.
As a rule, wizards have begun to go beyond the templates of spells and witchcraft, and have begun to directly contact the most original witchcraft power, and even have the effect of saying words.
rustle!
Numerous soils were separated, and the rocks settled down, revealing some ruins and even some decayed utensils.
"It seems that Gillian has been here for a long time after I left..."
As time went back, Leylin's understanding of this gathering point became more and more profound.
Buzz! And at this time, the subsidence of the ground had reached its limit, and a black ray of light floated out of it, wrapping a few things that looked like tattered cloth inside.
On the rags, there are some incomplete symbols and the like, which have long been unrecognizable.
"This is... the notebook I gave to Gillian?" Leylin's eyes flickered. During the analysis of the chip's map, these pieces of rags were actually a lot of paper fused together and experienced strong pressure. resulting in a strange state.
"Reveal!" Leylin stretched out his hand to caress the wreckage, and soon, layers of finely detailed words were projected from the wreckage, rippling with different brilliance in mid-air.
The chip quickly accepted the information and rearranged it in chronological order.
[Lucky today, my father and the others have trained a lot of excellent clansmen according to the method left by the uncle. We have accepted the refuge of other tribes, and the entire gathering point has continued to expand, but the uncle has not come back. Gillian is very worried...]
At the beginning, the notebooks only recorded some daily routines. After receiving Leylin's support and help, Gillian's tribe grew rapidly.
But then, between the lines in the notes, was filled with a strong feeling of fear.
[First famine! Then came the plague! Could it be that this area has also been cursed by the Scourge Lord, must it be abandoned? Father is very confused, because none of the explorers he sent brought good relocation targets, as if the whole world was filled with famine in an instant...]
"The beginning of the exhaustion? Well! This time is... before the exhaustion of the power of dreams?"
Leylin's eyes flashed.
Afterwards, the things on the note became very messy, and it seemed that its owner was not in the mood to record it.
There are only a few sporadic words, representing death and despair.
[During this period of time, the bodies of many clansmen have changed, and they have become strangely stronger, but at the same time their sanity seems to have disappeared with the arrival of power. In order to detain them, the camp paid a lot of casualties , my god! I hope I won't become like that...]
This line of text was full of fear, but Leylin read it several times with great interest.
[The crops are all gone, we have to give up here, no matter how severe the natural disaster in the north is, it will be much better than the current camp... I will leave this note, I hope people can see it later, especially uncle...]
On the last page of the note, the handwriting on it was already very scribbled, presumably the other party was also in a hurry when writing.
"Famine, plague, war, and final destruction..."
Leylin recalled the contents of the entire notebook.
Now it seems that the original camp here has been relocated long ago, especially Gillian's group of aborigines, it seems that a very wonderful change has taken place.
"Strangely strong? Most of them have lost their minds? Is it the active infusion of the power of dreams? I didn't expect that this kind of chance would be hit by the opponent..."
The dream world is full of weirdness, maybe a caterpillar today will become an existence of evil god level the next day.
And before the power of dreams fails, this change will obviously be more drastic, and Gillian's natives are obviously one of the beneficiaries.
Otherwise, in this cruel environment, they might not survive the final moment of migration.
"I just don't know, what will they look like in the end?"
Leylin rubbed his chin. If Gillian and the others can also achieve great growth, it is obviously good for him.
"But the Territory of Scourge in the north?"
Leylin smiled wryly. Of course, he had explored that direction before, but it was filled with the territory of a large number of evil gods.
Even he himself in his heyday did not dare to rush in, and the clues of the natives could only be interrupted from here.
"Anyway, they are all latecomers. It is best to succeed, and there is no loss if you fail..."
Leylin comforted himself: "Since the seeds have been planted, the next step is to wait for the exhaustion of the dream world to pass, and then check the harvest..."
Looking at the camp here again, Leylin's figure gradually became transparent, and then disappeared into the void.
Crash! ! Crash! ! ! After he left, the wreckage of the original notebook immediately weathered and turned into debris flying in the sky.
The dark red light flickered again, and when everything was over, Leylin had already returned to the original laboratory in the wizarding world.
"The silent dream world is not only a bridge channel for many connections and communication, but even a paradise for adventurers, but those natives have disappeared... What an interesting change..."
Leylin pondered, and pressed another twisted ring rune.
"Inosit! I'm Leylin, how was the last time I asked you?"
The distorted halo was rippling with silver light in mid-air, and after waiting for a few minutes, Leylin heard Inosit's unique voice coming from the opposite side.
"Shusha... sorry... the signal here is not very good... As for the method you mentioned last time, Leylin, to strengthen the control of the avatar spirit, I have already found it in the library. Shall we trade it now?"
"Of course!" Leylin said with some surprise.
Then, he saw a withered palm, holding a black withered apple, protruding from the twisted ring in front of him.
"This way of space transmission is really scary!"
Enduring the white eyes in his heart, Leylin took the apple directly from his palm with a layer of fluff.
[Ding! Discover the soul force data interface! Is there a data transfer?]As soon as he held the dry apple in his hand, Leylin immediately noticed the difference, and at this moment, the chip's notification sound also sounded.
"yes!"
Following Leylin's order, a stream of information flowed directly in front of his eyes, which was the solution to the control of the avatar spirit. Although the experiment has not been carried out, Leylin can roughly confirm the authenticity of the information.
"Very good! This is exactly what I need, and the things I promised you before will be delivered to you soon!"
Leylin nodded in satisfaction.
"It's good that it works for you! But to be honest, I still don't recommend you to try this, it's too dangerous..."
From the opposite side of the passage, Inosit's kind reminder came.
After thanking the other party for his kindness again, Leylin hung up the communication.
"If it's just pure world exploration, I don't want to do it... Unfortunately..."
Browsing through the information given by the other party, Leylin's face was a little gloomy.
Although almost all the preparations have been made, it is not so easy to really make up your mind.
Yes! Everything he has prepared so far is for the world of the gods!
The crystal wall system in this world is too stubborn, and it is almost an unsolvable problem for the existence of other rules.
In Leylin's hand, he had the Disk of Mandelhawk and the memory of Belusebabu, and he could barely carry out smuggling, but the wear and tear was so great that his regular body couldn't bear it.
What made Leylin even more unacceptable was that the power of the soul from outside was too conspicuous, no matter where it went, it would definitely be discovered by the gods, so it was almost impossible to invade by force from the very beginning.
Since the strong attack is not enough, we can only cooperate with the inside and the outside.
Leylin's plan is to inject part of the true spirits among the gods to form a semi-independent clone, which can grow independently without receiving any power from the main body.
After that avatar is promoted to a god, it will have enough ability to cooperate with Leylin internally and externally, and open the crystal wall system of the world of gods.