The astral boundary, the periphery of the Divine Death Star Field. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A pitch-black meteorite roared through the stargate, and finally crashed headlong into the wasteland behind the silver sky, causing a small earthquake and sending rubble and dust into the air.

The Mistress of the Silver Sky, El Talan, the Eye of All Worlds, is alarmed and awakens from the depths of the earth. A silver-gray star whirlwind rose from the ground, wriggling slightly, shaping the image of a fair girl, and a pair of silver eyes appeared on her smooth face, warily looking at the black metal sphere in the center of the wasteland. To be exact, this is a third of the sphere, with a cross-section inverted on the wasteland, and the rock layer is ten feet deep, and the radius of the complete sphere is about 100 feet.

El Talan paced back and forth around the strange ball flying from the sky, trying to figure out what this guy was coming from and whether it would pose a threat to the silver sky. However, the surface of the sphere is perfectly sealed, and there is no portal to invade. She hesitated for a moment, then raised her index finger to touch the sphere in the air, and the astral fluid poured into her palm, her index finger extending forward, stretching into a long, silver-gray needle. As the fingers continued to extend, more and more astral mass was injected, and Eltaran's astral body continued to shrink due to the extraction of its contents, and the petite and delicate carcass was connected to a slender finger that was a hundred feet long, which looked very strange.

Burst! Eltaran's fingertips finally touched the surface of the black ball, and her psionic senses allowed her to experience a smooth, cold touch through her fingertips. She pondered for a moment, trying to see the internal structure of the thing by pouring a trace of divine power into the black ball through her fingertips. However, what she didn't expect was ...... At the moment when the divine power touched the black ball, the thing suddenly trembled, and there was a humming roar from inside, as if the magic crystal engine was starting, and an inexplicable gravitational force was transmitted, forcibly absorbing her divine power.

Eltaran couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly retracted her fingers, but unfortunately her reaction was still half a step late, and most of the divine power she had worked so hard to accumulate for many years had been absorbed, so angry that she couldn't help but curse.

"Damn monsters! You wait for me, the old lady can't spare you-"

Boom! The black ball that absorbed the divine power suddenly expanded violently, and the suddenly expanded sphere was like a black mountain pressing towards Eltaran, so frightened that she quickly retreated into the depths of the earth. After a long time, there seemed to be no abnormal movement outside, and she timidly probed out of the hole, and was surprised to find that the black ball had expanded a thousand times in size, turning into a huge and majestic metal fortress, the surface covered with layers of black armor, like the scales of a dragon.

The scene in front of her was so unbelievable that even Eltaran, the former goddess, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and after a long time, Fang muttered, "Who can tell me...... Can anyone tell me what the hell this is!? ”

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Main Material Realm, Varess, New World.

The term "New World" sounds a bit strange, and it stands to reason that this continent, which is only half the size of the Atlas continent and covers only half the area, should have an official name that could be written into a textbook, but so far it has no scientific name, and people are just habitually called the New World.

The main reason for this strange phenomenon is that the "New World" was born not long ago, and to be precise, it has been a "continent" for a short time.

As early as the Age of the Sea, the navigators of Varess discovered the existence of two large islands on the opposite side of the meteorite ocean, and named them on the charts, the island near the Arctic Circle is called "Wilnoa", and the island near the equator is named "Grabelen", the former means "land of frost" in ancient language, and the latter is "land of fire", which is exactly the same as the climate of the two islands.

In the Arcane Age, the Arcane Lords navigate the Tower of the Clouds to explore all of Vares, and of course not miss the two famous islands. The footprints left by the Empire's exploration teams on the two islands show that they are trying to exploit the resources available on the islands, and it would be best if there are abundant deposits of magic crystals. Unfortunately, it backfired, there are a lot of valuable mineral deposits on the island, but there are no magic crystals, the frost giants, god giants, frost and fire witches on the Vernoa ice field, the fire giants of Grabelen, the desert bandits and all kinds of weird psionic creatures are not easy to mess with, since the local area is unprofitable and full of people, the Arcane Lords are too lazy to set foot in these two wild places.

After the end of the Arcane Age, the Holy Assanian Empire and its vassal princely states became the new masters of the Atlas Continent, and these upstarts were less aggressive than the lords of the Arcane Age, and had little interest in expanding their territory. The Church of Perot tried to spread the faith in Wilnoa and Grabelen, but most of the priests sent to the mission disappeared mysteriously, and the fate of the missionaries can be imagined in the wild realm where monsters and giants are rampant.

When the missionary work did not go well, the Church no longer cared about the two islands that refused to accept civilized indoctrination. Until two hundred years ago, the eruption of the submarine volcano in the meteorite ocean caused changes in the earth's crust, and the sea level inexplicably dropped by hundreds of feet, resulting in the expansion of the entire territory of Atlas, and the Wilnoa and Grabelen, which are across the sea, are also magically connected by a narrow continental isthmus through the continental shelf, and a new continent is formed by two isolated islands. Since then, the natives of Wilnoa and Grabelen have been able to communicate with each other via the land strait, which has caused many disputes. Initially, the rulers of the Holy Assanian Empire did not care about this, and a group of barbarians fought in a land far from the civilized world, and even the last drop of blood did not deserve the sympathy of civilized people.

However, the situation soon changed, and a pioneer company discovered the rich reserves of magic crystal ore in the New World, and the news of the return to the imperial capital immediately caused a sensation, and many newspapers rushed to visit the New World, and many mining companies formed teams with half-faith to go to the gold panning.

It turns out that the news is true: the earth's crust has not only linked the two islands with very different customs into one, but also changed the distribution of ore layers in the New World, and many superficial magic crystal ores that are easy to mine have inexplicably, which is a great irony to recall the "magic crystal famine" at the end of the Arcane Age.

The exploration technology mastered by the Arcane Lords is not even better than that of similar contemporary technologies, at least it is not much worse, why didn't they discover the magic crystal ore back then, but now they are easily explored? Experts and scholars have given countless explanations for this mystery, and the commonly accepted conjecture is that some ancient god sleeping at the bottom of the sea fell in the earth's crust shock, and the divinity penetrated into the ore layers of the New World, and after hundreds of years of infiltration and transformation into magic crystal deposits. The suspiciousness of this conjecture is that just two hundred years does not seem to be enough to complete the massive transformation of the magic crystal deposits, but there is really no more reliable interpretation beyond that.

The Jotunheim region, north of Wilnoa, is a "reservation" that has not yet been controlled by the colonial corporations, where forests and rivers cut the vast plain into strips, and most of the plots suitable for cultivation have primitive villages, mostly settled by sub-giant tribes.

The sub-giants of Jotunheim are a collective term for many peoples, and in general, these natives are a mixture of humans and giants, tall and strong than ordinary people, but not up to the standard of giants, a bit like the Kitlanders. Different tribes of sub-giants usually have different bloodlines, most of them have frost giant blood, a small number are descendants of Asgardian godline giants, and a few even have the bloodlines of underground dark giants, which is quite complicated to subdivide.

In the early morning, the sub-giant village surrounded by mountains and forests is quiet and serene, a few wisps of cooking smoke blend with the mist, and the snow reflects the sunlight to show a silky and delicate texture. A young hunter was picking up a longbow to replace his eating fellow with a more resilient enchanted bowstring, which he had bought from the old mage's magic equipment shop in town for a full ten white deerskins.

At this moment, a bright silver glow suddenly flashed in the air, attracting his attention. At first he thought it was a meteor, but as something outside the sky approached rapidly, the light became more and more intense, as if the sun was falling.

In fact, it was not the sun or a meteor that fell, but a silver droplet, and when it fell on the square in the middle of the village where the furs were dried, the divine power contained in it suddenly burst out, turning into a violent shock wave that swept through the entire village, instantly leveling all the buildings and turning all living beings into powder......

There is a mountain road leading to a nearby market town at the entrance of the village, where a sub-giant girl buys large bags of daily necessities and gallops on the snowfields on a plow dragged by a giant reindeer on the plateau. The north wind blew the girl's stay in the sea, and her pretty face flushed with a healthy flush. At that moment, she saw a cloud of silver light fall down on the village at the foot of the mountain, and immediately caused a circle of shockwaves that seemed to be substantial, and the houses in the village fell down in unison, and then the entire village disappeared without a trace before her eyes.

"Aha?!"

The girl's eyes widened in surprise, and she hurriedly tightened the reins to order the reindeer to stop, jumped down from the plow, pulled out a large wooden stick from the pile of miscellaneous goods piled up on a hill, held it in her hand, and rushed to the mountain village where the mutation had occurred. The girl has a pair of round and toned long legs that are accustomed to crossing mountains and mountains, and within ten minutes she rushed to the scene of the incident, and what she saw in front of her was a ruin, as if all the people and buildings had completed the journey of a lifetime in just a few seconds, and turned into dust in the long river of time.

There seemed to be something shining in the dust pile, and the girl tiptoed close to the glowing object, took a big stick to remove the dust and took a closer look, and couldn't help but smile in surprise.

It was a fist-sized teardrop-shaped substance, crystal clear like a diamond, glowing beautifully in the morning light.

Beautiful gemstones are always exciting, not to mention that the person who discovered them was a young girl.

The sub-giant girl poked the teardrop gem with a stick, confirmed that there was no danger, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but reach out and pick it up.

Swish! At the moment when the girl's fingertips touched the "Tears of God", a silver pillar of light rose into the sky, like a shining world tree that ran through the heavens and the earth, illuminating the long-obscured sky of the New World.