"Okay, I'll ask the guards to pull a few carts for you...... A few Powered Orbs to experiment with. ”

Duke changed his words in embarrassment, and for a moment he remembered that he had put the energy supply magic stones into the warehouse a few days ago, and the anvil was also on the sidelines, as if he hadn't heard anything, and nodded very cooperatively in agreement.

"Ahem...... I hope you can provide the first samples for experiments in the next few days, and let everyone see how it works, can you do it?"

Anvil shook his head after listening to Duke's request and said, "If you're willing to wait, I can try to make the first batch of samples late tonight to test the power." ”

Late at night today?

Duke was a little surprised by the dwarves' efficiency, and although he had already shown signs of building hydraulic machinery, he had only thought that the dwarves had done so when they first arrived and were eager to be recognized.

But now it seems that these honest dwarves themselves advocate an efficient way of working, and there are not so many twists and turns.

"Hmm...... I'm still in a bit too anxious tonight. Well, how about we go out into the open field outside the city after breakfast tomorrow morning?"

The anvil nodded that there was no problem, and then took the magic trigger and the little hammer he had just made and went to a low concrete room that emitted a faint red light, and soon there was a clanging sound from inside.

Duke smiled bitterly in amazement, once these dwarves decided to do something, they really didn't have to drag their feet, and they didn't even have the time to say hello and say goodbye to themselves.

However, Duke did not feel offended, and as a good young man from the New Age, he even thought that this kind of dwarf-like technician was a little cute and straightforward.

As the sun sinks and the dark curtain reigns over the land again, Duke shakes his head and prepares to eat dinner at the castle before heading out on his boring nightlife as a medieval lord – sleeping.

Because the nightlife in this era is simply pitiful, what the big nobles of the imperial capital do every night is to hold banquets, watch operas, and make villains, as for the people at the lower levels, there may be the last item left, and the last person who has nothing is left to sleep.

Just like Duke, as a "three-no" with no friends, no money, and no girls, the only choice is to go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to test the gun.

So when Duke put on his pajamas and lay down in bed, it was estimated that the time was only equivalent to eight o'clock in the evening, and it was possible that some of the usual Blue Stars had just started to eat dinner at this time, ready to store up energy for the entertainment in the second half.

And he could only force himself to get used to falling asleep at this point in time, and after nearly a month of habitation, he can now be said to be familiar with the road.

But tonight was different, and soon after Duke closed his eyes, he felt his consciousness quickly blur and fall into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a golden world, a golden scene as far as the eye could see, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, not even up and down, and the whole space could not feel the substance.

Duke rubbed his eyes, a little unsure if he was in a dream or in another real world, because his first time crossing was when he suddenly changed from an ordinary college student to a poisonous lord in his sleep.

He tried to get in touch with the system build, but it was like a stone in the sea, and he couldn't even get in touch with the system shop and backpack that he could enter at any time. Then he pinched his left hand hard, but he didn't feel a touch of skin, let alone pain.

This discovery made him breathe a sigh of relief, although the current state should be close to a ghost or a pure energy body, and there is no physical entity, but it is certain that he is in the original world, but the spiritual power is turned into a spirit body and pulled into a strange space.

After staying where he was for a while, he decided to try exploring the space, and he was intrigued by the golden space that could isolate the system.

Moreover, if the spirit is confined in this almost static space in its current state, there is basically no way to escape, and changes must be made to find a loophole to escape.

But as he continued to move forward, or rather in one direction, the constant scenery and the indistinguishable surroundings made him feel the illusion and frustration that he was always standing still.

Finally, he suddenly felt a faint warmth gently brushing through his spirit.

Since he is now in a complete spirit state, without the restraints of the physical body, his perception ability has increased exponentially, and the slightest change can be sensitively captured by him.

He was overjoyed, and began to speed up in the direction he had captured in his senses, and gradually fast-forwarded to a wild run.

Although he was only a spirit, the unchanging scenery and hopeless journey made Duke feel like he could go crazy at any moment.

As he went deeper in that direction, he could feel a feeling of warmth more and more distinctly, and the scenery around him began to change slightly.

Tiny dots of light of various sizes, glowing bright or dim white, flickering in the same direction as Duke's, could easily coincide with the surrounding golden background without careful observation.

As the feeling of warmth grows, so does the number of spots of light and the size of the light increases.

Then a soft murmur drifted into Duke's sleeping ears and straight to his brain, shaking his spirit a little.

Duke paused in some disbelief, and although he couldn't tell what the murmur was talking about, for a moment a grand, authoritative force pierced through the voice, shaking him out of his control.

But he didn't feel any danger, and it was like the panic and helplessness of a commoner facing the emperor unexpectedly.

He hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and continued to go deeper, because the secret of this space was obviously in the depths of this direction, and he didn't feel a mortal threat, so it could be said that his only way out was to keep moving forward.

Soon, the warmth became scorching, and a murmur turned into waves of sound that rushed towards his spirit, and the surrounding points of light turned into arrows of light that dragged the flame tail to fly around him.

Duke could barely keep his spirit steady, still stepping forward step by step, and trying to discern what the message was trying to convey in these mutters.

“...... Agger..... ...... the North"

“...... Confirm...... Ritual ......"

After barely making out a few words, Duke felt the coldness from the soles of his feet to his scalp in a scorching environment with his spirit body.