Walking to the huge heart, Rhaegar whispered the incantation, and the space of the Staff of Glory opened a slight gap in the incantation, and a few drops of liquid containing concentrated life energy flowed out of it and dripped onto the heart. The next moment, the Heart of Blackstone Island, which had been losing most of its soul and gradually losing its life energy, was reactivated, its beating began to become powerful, and the white 'color' light flickered around it again, but it was not resurrected, and now it was at best a low-level creature acting on instinct.

Rhaegar closed his eyes, and his mind immediately sank into the boundless sea of souls, under the control of his majestic and endless 'spirit' divine power, a fragment that was so small that it was almost negligible broke away from the sea of souls, and the next moment, this soul fragment, which was ten thousand times weaker than when Rhaegar first arrived in the mortal world, flew out of his 'flesh' body and drilled into the heart of the Black Stone Island.

Each creature has only one soul that is best suited to its own body, and that is the soul that is born with its 'flesh' body, and even Rhaegar who can rob the bodies of other creatures has to face the instinctive rejection of his goals, and it is this rejection that prevents him from permanently occupying those bodies. But there was no such problem with the Heart of Blackstone - its soul was originally a part of Rhaegar, and the latter was now sending into its body a small piece of the soul it once had.

The soul fragments engraved with various restrictions and missions easily merged into the original soul, and from this moment on, the heart of Blackstone Island could no longer be separated from Rhaeggar's grasp. If it was just a primitive creature with survival instincts, then at this time, it has become a kind of existence that only knows how to obey Rhaeggar's orders and act strictly according to the mission of input, similar to the 'mix' of machines and creatures. It doesn't think about anything, it doesn't know how to resist, and as long as it has enough energy, it will always work tirelessly for the ''.

This is exactly what Rhaegar wants. He recited the incantation again, and a beam of red 'shooting' lines followed the incantation from his hand into the ground, and under the action of the 'shooting' lines, the ground made of solid black 'colored' rocks gradually melted and unraveled, and after a few seconds, a huge crater with a diameter of nearly 100 meters and a depth of tens of meters appeared under the heart of the Black Rock Island, and then, with the mysterious and obscure gestures made by Rhaegar's hands one after another, countless flashes of discoloration The magical symbol of the 'color' light falls like snowflakes towards the crater, blending into it as it touches the bottom or wall of the pit.

This process lasted for about ten minutes, and after the last magic symbol merged with the crater, Rhaegar stopped waving his hands, and a hint of exhaustion came over him at the same time - even for him now, the power of using the rules continuously for such a long time was still a bit overloaded. But he didn't rest there, cheering himself up, and Rhaegar cast the next magic. At his beckoning, a large amount of water vapor gathered in the crater from all directions, and the white 'colored' mist quickly rose in the pit, and as more water vapor was added, the white mist began to become denser and denser, and finally, when all the white mist condensed together, the entire crater turned into a huge pool.

Rhaegar let out a long breath, he could finally rest now. The geist leaped into the pool of water he had made with his own hands, and while his body was immersed in the cool water, more than a dozen drops of concentrated life energy flowed from the space of the Staff of Glory into the pool, and spread out in an instant. These energies are enough to give birth to a million lives, but for the current Rhaegar, they have no effect other than to regain strength as quickly as possible.

A steady stream of life energy entered Rhaegar's body from all parts of the body, nourishing his 'flesh' body and soul from exhaustion, and after about an hour, he was back to his prime. Slowly rising to the surface, Rhaegar stood in the middle of the pool and began the next steps.

This 'hole' is not as empty as it seems, in fact, behind the walls, and even in the interior of the entire island, there are visible and invisible passages that transmit all kinds of energy and matter all the time. This is the life vein of the original Blackstone Island, equivalent to the blood vessels of humans, they continuously supply the heart of Blackstone Island, and when the huge heart begins to make life, it is also they that provide all the elements necessary for the formation and growth of the rudiments of life within it. In this sense, the Heart of Blackstone Island can also be seen as a huge 'sub' palace, and these life veins are the umbilical cord connecting this 'sub' palace, and now, what Rhaegar has to do is to re-'revital' these veins that are shrinking due to the loss of souls.

The liquid containing life energy turned into several thick columns of water, which 'shot' from the pool into the heart of Blackstone Island, and these energetic liquids flowed along the life veins to all parts of the island under the squeeze of the huge heart and the guidance of Rhaegar.

A few days later, with all the veins restored, Rhaegar's transformation was finally completed, and the massive island was now under his control, producing a large number of creatures for him in the days to come, making it one of his most secret and powerful cards.

As the god of judgment, creating life is not Rhaegard's domain, and while he can do so with his divine powers, which is fundamentally not something he's good at, this limited talent can be of great help to the geist who is in dire need of manpower right now, and more importantly, he now has a powerful tool that all creators will covet: life energy.

The life energy obtained from the fruit of nature is enough to give birth to most of the intelligent beings in the mortal world, and this sufficient energy completely makes up for Rhaegar's lack of skill, and he can continue to experiment and gain valuable experience from it without worrying about the lack of raw materials. Once he decides what type of creatures he needs to make, this life energy will flow into the heart of Blackstone Island, speeding up its gestation, and after the birth of these creatures, the abundant life energy will greatly reduce its growth time - the pool located below the heart of Blackstone Island will not only provide energy for it, but also serve as a culture tank. In this respect, the current Heart of Blackstone Island is undoubtedly much luckier than it used to be: in the past, in order to save energy, it had to carry out repeated and careful deductions and simulations before creating creatures, and it was careful in the process of gestation, and after those creatures were born, they could only get limited energy from it, and their growth depended on their own efforts at least half. It is this kind of energy constraint that has allowed it to produce only one finished product in such a long time.

As the owner of the Mage Tower, Rhaegar could not leave the Storm God for a long time in the days when the God of the Storm was facing great changes, and after inputting the ideas of several creatures he had initially conceived into the heart of Blackstone Island, and allowing the latter to conduct experiments on his own, the geist stepped into the magic teleportation array set up in the 'cave' and 'cave', and the next moment, he reappeared in the top hall of the mage tower.

In the days that followed, Rhaegar's life was basically divided into four parts: dealing with the affairs of the Mage Tower, conducting personal training, guiding the cultivation of his companions, and cultivating various magical beasts on Blackstone Island.

Despite his high hopes for the demonic beasts on Blackstone Island, Rhaegar did not relax his cultivation. Compared to the lake hidden in the illusion of his own creation, the well-guarded Storm God is undoubtedly more suitable for him to transform himself - in fact, each mage tower can be regarded as a semi-independent small world, in this world, its owner has absolute authority, and at the same time, the masters will formulate all kinds of rules for this world that are most beneficial to their own cultivation, and the cultivation speed of a mage with a mage tower will be several times or even ten times faster than that of other mages with the same conditions. This is one of the reasons why Rhaegar temporarily hiated the transformation after learning of the Storm God's condition and decided to capture the mage tower first.

The whole body was immersed in a slightly cool liquid, and a faint but clear trace of life energy penetrated into Rhaegar's body from all parts of his body, slowly and uninterruptedly penetrating into his skin, bones, blood vessels, and internal organs, making it more and more tenacious, and the union with his soul became more and more perfect. It was an almost enjoyable process, and whenever he soaked in these waters of life, Rhaegar couldn't help but feel the urge to become one with them, but he knew very well that if he did, the only consequence would be that even his body and soul would be completely assimilated into the water of life. Just as the more 'colorful' and 'gorgeous' mushrooms are, the greater the poison 'sex', this process of making the body and mind feel more pleasant contains far more terrible dangers than cutting knives and burning fires.

This is Rhaegar's seventh year at the helm of the Storm God, and three years ago, the companions said goodbye to him and his mage tower and resumed their travels across the continent - these explorers are not destined to stay in one place forever, and the element of adventure is in their blood. It should be noted that after a long and painful choice, Willy finally chose to leave with Haim and the others. "I need to improve myself in actual combat," she said to her lover before leaving: "We all have long lives, and a short separation is nothing to us, and I must continue to experience it in order to protect your back in the days to come." ”