"It's really going to be fine......" Lott walked to the pit where Ling had fallen, and it was so dark that even Lott's eyes widened and he couldn't see what was inside.

"Don't worry, I've watched him grow up since I was a child, and if it's him, there will be no problem. Although Raven had seen him twice from the time Ling was born to the time he entered the Deep Sea Clan, Illidan, as her old friend, did not choose to expose her. It's all a white lie!

"Is it really okay?" Illidan secretly sent a message to Raven, "The Lost World is dangerous. ”

"This is the test he should endure, whether it is as a member of the Deep Sea Clan, or as the patriarch of the Dividing Feather Whale Clan, his strength is still too weak, and the current situation does not allow him to take his time. "For her old partner for many years, Raven has nothing to hide. Although both races are strong, in the face of the wave that can destroy the world, although the weak can be blessed, some people should not be weak. Ling has many responsibilities.

"The danger in the future is much stronger than this, and if this is not passed, then there will be no future for the race. Raven whispered, and only Illidan could hear it.

"Alas......" Illidan sighed, as a person who had been "expelled" from his own race, he was not very able to understand Raven's thoughts, but as a member of the Deep Sea Clan, he felt that there was no problem in becoming strong.

"Do you know what the content of that circle is?" Illidan asked, "Lost World" mainly depends on what type of person is arranged, after this kind of circle enters, it must pass the test of the person who sets it up before it can break out, if not, it will be constantly weakened in the circle, and in the end, it will be slaughtered by others.

"Not sure, but it's supposed to be a circle for exercising the mind or something. Raven hesitated for a moment before replying.

"Let's go, let's continue, the perception is getting stronger and stronger, this operation actually doesn't need so many people, if any of you feel dangerous, you can stay here, at least it's safer. Illidan said, motioning for his people to continue leading the way.

Lott communicated with Di Shi for a while, and still kept up with the pace of the Deep Sea Clan and others, because they felt that staying here was more dangerous than following the strong, even if the road behind was very dangerous, but when the sky fell, there were strong people on top, but if they stayed in place, what if they encountered those who came out to attack the sneak attack? There are no demigod powerhouses in their own team, if they encounter a team of that size just now, they may be wiped out, and Di Xu is not sure to open the portal from the realm of the demigods.

And Ling's side is not so entangled.

Ling felt that he had been falling, and at first he also encouraged the wind element to stay in the air, but found that there was chaos all around, and it was difficult to move how to fly upward, so he simply let his body fall.

Out of boredom, Ling took out a javelin from the realm space, infused it with battle energy, threw it down, and then sensed it carefully, but he regretted that he didn't touch the bottom until he cut off the connection with the javelin.

Just when Ling thought that it would be a long time before she landed, "Bang-" The whole person slammed into the ground.

"Uh-" Ling pulled her head out of the ground and shook off the dirt off her head, feeling groggy all over.

"Is the cognition misaligned-tui" spat out a mouthful of dirt, Ling looked at the surrounding environment, it seemed that there was no difference with the Terra continent, but his contact with other people was all cut off, no matter what information could be transmitted, it was obviously a very advanced spatial plane, at least more powerful than the small world that Kramer had just simulated.

Ling took out her axe and spear, fully armed, and applied all the auxiliary spells that could be used, and then charged her strength.

"Tactical end!" the axe slammed into the ground.

There are two ways to crack the circle, one is to find a way to crack it, that is, the key node of the circle, and then cut off its energy supply, and the other is to rely on brute force to break it. The former requires wisdom and less strength, while the latter requires only strength. Of course, if you want to destroy a magic circle by brute force, then your own strength must be very strong, Ling is just a try, what if it succeeds?

However, the truth is so cruel, even if he punches a big hole in the ground, the entire magic circle world shows no signs of collapse.

"I knew—" Ling lamented, honestly looking for a way to crack it.

Walking forward is a village, but the inhabitants in it can be said to have a wide variety, which makes Ling feel like he has arrived in the Sheen Empire, but he can be sure that it is not, after all, even the Sheen Empire will not have such creatures as demons, and Ling feels very strange when he looks at the angels and demons drinking happily in the tavern.

"Giikon, come and drink!" Ling arrived at the tavern door, and was surrounded by a stout demon and led to a table. Although the demon's strength is not strong, it is estimated that it is a high-level appearance, but Ling can't break free, and then when he sees himself, he completely changes his appearance, wearing a robe, long hair, and pointed ears, which looks like an elf. At the same time, a voice sounded in my head: fulfill the wish of this elf and publish a book that is recognized by readers.

"......" Ling was stunned at the time, what is this. Is this a form of testing?

"Gicon, are you looking for writing material again?" The people around him immediately coaxed him when they saw him, and it seemed that this identity was quite well-known in this tavern. Ling didn't say anything, he didn't know what to say.

"I said Giikon, you have collected so many writing materials, why haven't you seen anything good?"

“......”

"Don't make a fuss, didn't he show us last time?"

"Can you watch that thing?

"I think it's okay. ”

"You're also a writer, so of course you think it's okay, and your stuff can be passed around with each other. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!

"Hit it!"

It was a mess, and then several of the troublemakers were thrown out by the tavernkeeper. Looking at the giant boss who was five or six meters tall, Ling felt that it was really not easy for this tavern to be maintained, and watching the giant carefully wipe the wine glass, Ling was afraid that he would crush the cup as soon as he used his strength.

After a glass of wine, Ling followed the prompts and returned to the house of the elf named "Gi Ikon", according to the information he received, this "Guy Kong" is a poor writer who likes to write books but has no readers, and usually writes things that only a few writing enthusiasts circulate to each other, of course, it is probably not a matter of willingness, how much is a matter of face.

When he returned to the house of "Giikon", he saw an elf lying motionless on the bed, and Ling looked over to see that he was a good fellow, and he had passed away.

Ling was also confused for a while, only feeling that the head that she had fallen before hurt even more. Suddenly, I noticed a stack of papers on my desk, picked up the top one and looked at it.

"My dear Giikon, by the time you read this letter, I will probably have gone to see the Goddess of Life, and I am very grateful to you for taking care of me these days, so that I can complete the work that I have always wanted to complete, but I still have one wish, I hope that you will help me to publish these manuscripts, and I hope that others will also be able to see my work, thank you very much. Also, come on, don't forget your dreams. Your friend, Turun. ”

Then Ling picked up the stack of manuscripts, and was deeply attracted at a glance, the twists and turns of the story and Turun's exquisite writing techniques made Ling deeply immersed in the story described by Turun.

By the time Ling finished flipping through the manuscript in her hand, it was already dark.

At this time, Ling realized that she had not passed the test, and just as Ling was about to pick up the pen to write something, a black mist suddenly flew out of the box in the corner of the room, and whispered around Ling: "Why don't you just keep these manuscripts for yourself, no one else knows about it anyway." Just write your name and you can become a famous author!"

"Someone else's is someone else's. Ling didn't care, picked up the lamp on the table and lit it, and the fire shone brightly to dispel all the black fog.

"What to write?" Ling bit the tip of the pen, although he had read a lot of books, but when he really wanted to write it himself, it became very difficult, and it was really not easy for the audience to find it interesting.

Just when Ling put down his pen to write, the surrounding environment suddenly began to distort, and the whole scene became the appearance of Ling having just entered this world, as if the village, those demon angels, elves, giants had never appeared, and as far as the eye could see, there was another village not far away.

"Has this passed the test?" Ling was a little uncertain, but still walked towards the next village.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the village, Ling was surrounded by a group of people into the village, as if Ling was a big hero, and entered a room in a fog, which really opened his eyes.

All kinds of beauties looked at him shyly, all of them were half-dressed, and a few of them pounced on him like a tiger coming down the mountain, and they were about to pick off Ling's clothes to have a love encounter, Ling, an untrained young man, where had he seen this kind of battle, he was very scared at the time, although the temptation given to him by those women was really a bit big, but he still withstood the temptation, but the door couldn't be opened, so he could only sit on the ground with his eyes closed, and silently recited the obscure sentences from the books written by the sages of the Gundam Empire, and suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment. Time flew by, and when Ling opened his eyes again, he returned to the place where he had come to this world.

Ling suddenly figured out that this was probably testing his spirit, right? Maintaining the most authentic self in desire is probably also a kind of practice.