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At the moment when He Yuanlong captured the Baron's Castle, a great change was also taking place in the misty world.

The brightness of the sun's rays in the sky begins to decrease, and the intensity of the light hitting the ground naturally decreases. What used to be hot on human skin is now cooler, as if it has come to autumn.

The thin white mist that permeated the surface of the earth suddenly increased in concentration, and the scenery that could be seen at a distance of one kilometer before became only eight hundred meters, a large shortening.

There was a faint roar from the depths of the earth, as if solid rock plates were cracking, showing signs of collapse. The lava beneath the plate roared and rose, slowly approaching the surface.

Countless sensitive little animals screamed and screamed, running around in the forest, rushing in the grassland, and the birds in the sky did not stop chirping.

Many of the animals were panicked, crashed into tree stumps and stones, and passed out, and were picked up by the serfs in vain, laughing loudly to celebrate the dinner tonight.

If you stretch your vision beyond the world, you can see that the place where the foggy world and the dream come into contact has also undergone a dramatic change. More parts of the foggy world are wrapped in dreams, more and more closely connected.

If the original situation of the two worlds is like an ostrich egg the size of a football being bitten by a greedy python, and trying to eat it in one bite but choking on it, it can only be slowly bitten and swallowed.

But at this time, the shell of the ostrich egg suddenly became much softer, and even some of it began to fall into the python's mouth, which was one step closer to its own destruction.

These changes take place at the level of the world, in the depths of the earth, where ordinary people are unaware of them. But the few powerful creatures in the world still felt it.

The center of the earth. The majestic Earl's Castle is almost three times the size of Baron Levincent's Castle. The gray walls are almost twenty meters high. The dense arrow towers are intimidating and look impregnable.

Elliot. Count Castena, the strongest human in the Misty World, was sitting in his study, reviewing the documents on the parchment, and suddenly threw the documents on the large table, frowning deeply.

The Count heard the groan/groan of the rock formations underground, and slowly paced to the windowsill, which was almost more than two meters tall.

He looked over the castle building and outward. It's still full of fields, busy pastures. The ant-sized serfs walked and stopped, and everything was so peaceful that it seemed to be able to survive forever.

But he sighed lowly, with a hint of weakness, as if he had seen the moment when the sun no longer rose and the peaceful scene was shattered.

Knock knock!

The door of the earl's study was pushed open, and the butler quietly walked in, glanced at the figure in front of the windowsill, and said softly, "Lord Earl." We received news that Baron Levincent's castle was occupied by refugees. The chief is an Oriental. He is said to be a mage who can summon trolls and use evil mages. What are we going to do? ”

The Count remained motionless, and his calm and powerful voice vibrated in the study: "What were the rules of the past? ”

"Call on all the nobles to gather troops to destroy them." The housekeeper didn't think about it and blurted out.

The Earl replied, "Do it according to the rules, but be careful not to let that Eastern Mage die." ”

"Yes!" The butler bowed and retreated.

Deep in the gray forest, shrouded in fog all year round, a towering crimson volcano emits black smoke, blocking out large swathes of the sky as if the end of the world was coming.

At the top of the mountain, near the crater, there was a flat field the size of four football fields, and a black dragon with a body length of twenty meters and a wingspan of fifteen meters suddenly raised its head half the size of a car and looked around, roared at the sky, and then lowered its head again.

The cry of the black dragon's earth-shattering voice reached the foot of the mountain peak, and countless huge beasts of strange shapes pricked up their ears. After listening, they scattered in all directions, like a nest of moving bees, and burrowed into the gray forest.

……

Gray dreams.

Jiang Yiming has been paying attention to it, and since He Yuanlong led the army of refugees to attack the Baron's Castle, he has been observing and analyzing. It is necessary to confirm whether the generation of a large amount of spiritual power last time was related to the killing of Johnson Knight.

It wasn't until after the battle in the armory, when both knights and the baron had died, that he felt a large stream of pure spiritual power pour into his body from the void again. Still following the path of the violent bear carving and his spiritual connection, he quickly poured into the pool of spiritual power.

Wow! This time it's no longer a faucet, it's a drain!

Jiang Yiming only felt like a balloon, being desperately pumped in, and his body was rapidly expanding to accommodate his spiritual power. But the opening of the balloon is too small, and a lot of it leaks out in vain.

A crystallization of spiritual power the size of a grain of rice appeared on his left hand, and then increased at a speed that could be seen clearly with the naked eye, and his body size became the size of a mung bean, and then the size of a soybean. Since then, the pace has slowed down, but it has continued to grow.

Jiang Yiming didn't notice the spiritual power crystallization at all now, but tried to adapt to the ever-expanding spiritual power pool, which was getting closer and closer to the standard of advancing to level 7 druid, and was about to reach the current limit.

Rumble! There was a violent shock in his brain, and the spiritual power pool broke through the bottleneck and came to a new height, doubling in size, and he had already successfully advanced. At this time, the spiritual power that had been rapidly infused before also began to decrease, slowly decreasing until it disappeared.

Jiang Yiming didn't need to open his eyes, and found that his sensing range had further increased, like an upgraded radar, which could detect movements at a distance of up to two hundred meters. Of course, at that distance, it takes a lot of effort to eliminate the ambient noise and slowly distinguish it.

It's not easy! For more than a month, most of them relied on the spiritual power from the misty world, and finally raised the spiritual power to the standard of a level 7 druid. I think when I was below level 5 druid, I could advance in a few days or ten days.

The upper limit of spiritual power has been broken, and the next step is to absorb the natural aura in reality step by step, raise the natural power to the same level, and complete the real promotion.

He thought about it in his head, and suddenly found that there were five barons, three viscounts, and one count in the misty world. If you kill them all, you will need more resources to advance, but at least you can move up one level!

Jiang Yiming finally suppressed the impulse stirring in his heart, the good food was there and he wouldn't run, so he should honestly lay a solid foundation first and stabilize it before making plans. However, he had already decided to find time to harvest all those nobles as soon as possible.

You're just waiting there, and I'll be back soon!" He thought. Now, he can't wait to get back to reality and take the final step into a level 7 druid. (To be continued.) )