Chapter 847 Magic Network

"It's almost time. Who can end this meaningless cycle?"

Not long after Mo Fengwu left, three people who looked exactly like him walked out from Bai Mo's shadow.

The only difference between them is the pupils.

The first Bai Mo has silver eyes.

The second Bai Mo has double white pupils.

The third Bai Mo has double black pupils.

But the original Bai Mo closed his eyes at this time.

The four Bai Mo didn't have any communication. They cooperated tacitly like a left hand and a right hand, and each started their own task.

"good."

Silver-eyed Bai Mo drank one word in his mouth, and then flew into the sky without a trace.

At this moment, the blindfolded Bai Mo figure dimmed, as if he had lost something.

"evil."

Then the black-eyed Bai Mo also drank a word and flew to the sky on the other side.

The blindfolded figure in white ink dimmed again, and his existence became a little illusory.

"none."

The white-eyed Bai Mo thought softly.

He did not go up to the sky like the other two, but like a melted wax statue, slowly seeped into the ground, and finally disappeared completely.

After the third white ink completely disappeared, only the last white ink, blindfolded and almost transparent, remained.

…

The white earth.

"Did you find a special signal just now?"

"The system seems to have undergone some changes that we are not aware of."

"I can't tell what it is, but it must have changed."

"Change, change everything for me!"

"..."

A mysterious quantum signal streaked across the white land like a meteor.

The Holy Adventurer, who believes in the unity of all things, has extended the glory of the system to more than a hundred worlds during these hundreds of years.

Everything operates under the instructions of the system.

"If my perception is correct, it seems to be a ray of silver light."

"Is there anything that can get past the sky's defense and hit this place..."

"Maybe the system has been upgraded?"

"How about asking directly?"

After hundreds of years of getting along with each other, the system on the white land has long been a part of everyone's life.

From birth to death.

Even from the fertilized egg stage, the system begins its companionship, and until the moment of death, the system is responsible for the death countdown and painless instant cremation.

In four hundred years, there have been two generations of Holy Adventurers, and there are very few old people who are still alive.

Because those who can live for more than four hundred years are all high-level monks, they rarely choose to stay in the White Land. Generally, after paying the "ransom fee", they take a special spaceship that goes to the empire every ten years to find better life.

…

"Endless Magic Network!!!" In the capital of the empire, aboard the Zero Daqian leader ship Marinjoa, Como excitedly let a strange network that looked a bit like a star map float in the air and let it extend outward.

This was established after decades of hard work by him and another True Immortal from the Magic Guild, as well as with the full support of Queen Venis and countless resources from the empire's internal treasury. It allows mortals to have the opportunity to touch the supernatural at zero cost. The majestic structure.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready except for your Holy Crown." Como said to Queen Venis who came after hearing the news.

The operation of the endless magic network also requires a fairy weapon of sufficient weight as the core.

For such a treasure, even if Como ransacked Kirkov's private treasury, he still could not find one that met his requirements.

In other words, even if you search the entire empire, you may not find a few things that are qualified.

After all, the history of the empire is still too short, and the true immortals who stand at the top are all too "young". Without exception, they are still focused on their own cultivation, instead of spending countless thoughts on casting foreign objects after their cultivation has stagnated.

As a result, although there are many true immortals in the empire, there are very few things that can truly be called immortal weapons.

Most of the so-called "immortal weapons" are essentially just tools that real immortals create for their own convenience, rather than the kind of strategic equipment that can suppress luck and become the foundation of a country.

Including the Endless Magic Network, if Como really wants to build its core by himself, he will have to spend at least hundreds or even thousands of years to accumulate and toss.

He didn't want to wait that long.

Although the true immortal lives a long life, the catastrophe of reincarnation is always a lingering shadow.

It is possible to live for ten thousand years without going through a calamity, but the price is that your cultivation will always stay at the level of one calamity, and you will watch the people in the future surpass you one by one.

How could a genius who could stand out from hundreds of millions of monks choose such a complacent path?

"The glory of Isaac, old ghost of Gondor, I believe that if you were still here, you would choose this way for the sake of all living beings." Venis lowered her head slightly, took off the crown with her own hands, and then threw it into the sky with one hand.

"Fusion, start!" With an excited expression, Como controlled the magic network, letting the magic network extend countless tentacles and grab the crown from all directions.

The ends of the tentacles that were mixed with the crown began to melt, and then gradually merged with the crown.

A strange power, slightly different from spiritual energy, surged out from the crown at the core and spread along the tentacles to the entire magic network.

The magic network supported by power began to grow at an extremely fast speed, while gradually becoming blurry and transparent and disappearing.

But this kind of disappearance is not a real disappearance, but just hidden in the gap of the space layer.

Watching the tentacle magic net and the holy crown disappear, another crown quietly appeared on Venis's head.

This is a replica of "The Glory of Isaac". Apart from the fact that its power is only one-fifth of the original, there is no difference in anything else.

"Level 4 black magic, Mage's Fist!" Como muttered the spell, and a large translucent hand appeared in the wind. He clenched his fist with five fingers and smashed a target into pieces with a powerful blow.

"Not bad, the effect is basically the same as traditional spells."

"Darkness repeats!" Venis also chanted the spell lightly.

After a burst of black smoke, a girl who looked exactly like her walked out of the darkness arm in arm.

The two were like twins, and even Como couldn't tell who was the main body and who was the clone for a while.

"The sixteenth-level black magic, Dark Reunion, can create an incarnation with the same combat power as yourself. It is effective for twenty-four hours." The two people holding hands said in the same tone.

"It's amazing, even I can't tell the real thing from the fake." Como didn't expect that a mere sixteenth-level black magic could hide it from the eyes of a true immortal like him, even if it was just for a moment.

"The power of the Endless Magic Network is indeed miraculous, but unfortunately it is too restrictive, and there are also spell slot restrictions. I am a sixth-level black magician, but I only have 64 spell slots. I have to memorize it again every time I release it... "

As a genius mage that the Light Saint Cult focused on cultivating as a seed, Venis is proficient in thousands of spells, and her initial attacks are all matching spells. There are only sixty-four positions in the magic network, and it is really difficult to arrange them. She has always been used to being extravagant.

"In the final analysis, this is just a choice for people who are not talented enough..."