"Where is this? Am I not dead? ”

Grant struggled to open his eyelids, and was greeted by a white world, a white one.

Am I dreaming? Or did it cross over again?

Grant's last thought, his eyes went dark, and he fell back into a deep sleep.

I don't know how many days have passed, but the power in Grant's body has gradually returned, and he can clearly think about what is happening in front of him. Until I thought about it after being absorbed by the white mist just now, and the things of the past few days. Know that you are not dead. It's not in the world of black fog in front of you. Patting his somewhat dazed head and getting up.

"Where the hell am I?"

Grant wondered. One hand touches those white spaces, snap! It turned out to be a wall.

"No, we have to look at other locations, and standing here has no other effect. Let's see if we can get out of here. ”

Grant said darkly, kept walking forward, and after traveling more than a thousand meters, there was no change in the surroundings, everything was white. Grant, who was already confused, is now even more irritable. The game doesn't see anything like this at all, and there's no way to use it as a reference.

A day later.

"No, let's give up."

Grant doesn't plan to go, and may never get there. Sit on the ground and think carefully. Seems to remember something.

After a while, he snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

A heavy, worn-out notebook appeared in mid-air, tightly locked with a metal button.

When I was in Dark Gold Town, this notebook and the Perfection-level meditation method were in the same place. Detection data shows that it is a book of the dead who used to be black fog, and there may be any information for their reference. Otherwise, you can only be trapped here temporarily. As for suicide or other fearful emotions. Grant hasn't yet, only irritability. I don't know why weird emotions exist.

Gently turning the first page, rows of black ancient characters appeared.

When Grant saw the font, he closed his eyes and leaned out his mental power. Ancient writing is not something to look at, but to use spiritual power to touch to understand the text, and this kind of writing technique is very clever. After experiencing the heyday of civilization, the written word slowly disappeared and metamorphosed into the current written word.

In the nineteenth year of Magnolia, I participated in the war of time and space with the organization.

According to the orders and news from above. This plane is very powerful, and a group of monsters called Purple Mist live there. They are pure elemental bodies, and their high-level Purple Mist strength has reached the sixth-order mage, and the ordinary ones are comparable to the third-order. In this battle, after the organization was ambushed, all the members fell into this time and space.

I, Ret, became one of the unfortunate ones, in the foggy plane, full of dangers, maybe some water source is their change. Or the companions you meet may have evolved. Soon, there were fewer and fewer companions. I had to come up with something else, a clever elemental body in one incident that turned into a cloud of white mist. After turning into a white mist. My strength is even more powerful and terrifying, and with my strength I can stop the Purple Mist, and build a spatial corridor. Sending away the only three remaining companions, he himself has turned into mist. Just stay here......

Grant took a few glances and seemed to catch something.

Wait a minute. White Mist is this mage named Leitt.

He built the space corridor here, could it be that this is the corridor that builds the time and space on both sides? But how do I get out? There's no other way here.

Grant was annoyed for a while, and after calming down his restlessness a little, he continued to read patiently.

The space corridor will appear every half a month, and the thoughts left behind will send the races back to their respective worlds and any location within three days. In the normal stage, it's just a white world.

"Great, there is still a turning point."

Grant exhaled softly, his eyes slackening and reassuring. I thought there was no chance at all, but now it seems that there is still a bit of a turnaround and result.

With the remaining hours, Grant read his notes and put them back in the reserve space.

He knew that he would only have to stay here during this time. Fortunately, I usually bring some high-compression energy foods, which can basically support my life for most of the year.

Grant took a few steps closer, looked closely, and noticed the presence of elements here.

"Since you have half a month of free time, it is better to learn the perfection-level meditation method, and by the way, see what the purple egg is, according to what Leiter said, it is likely to be the offspring of the purple mist, a creature, and it stands to reason that there are conditions to become a demon pet."

Knowing this, Grant stepped on his toes and stretched out his perfection-level meditation method.

The Earth Fire Core is the meditation method of the Earth Fire Clan, and it is the core meditation method. The meditation range is in the second and third orders, and when successful, two spells will be carved in the sea of meditation, an offensive spell Earth Fire, and a defensive spell Fire Core.

"Perfection-level meditation is a meditation method that doesn't require materials, and it can still be easily meditated."

After Grant thought about it, he used analysis to prepare for meditation.

For the rest of the day, Grant was in charge of learning meditation.

…………

Twelve days later.

In the vast white world, Grant sat on an unknown ground, and a burst of pale gold flames ignited around him, and there was a particularly long fire core phantom in the middle, attracting nearby fire elemental particles. In addition to this, there are several magic crystals placed in eight directions, providing most of the energy for absorption.

Call~~

Grant let out a breath, his eyes faintly glowing with gold.

"The meditation method is perfect, as an offline experience enhancement energy, it is simply a RMB-level super plug-in, with the absorption of the magic pattern crystal, the speed is twice as fast as hunting monsters. Even if you don't use the magic pattern spar, absorb it yourself, which is equivalent to a quarter of hunting monsters, and the spiritual power recovered by meditation is very fast, and the recovery speed is 100%. ”

Grant was very excited, stood up, a little void, a faint golden fire appeared, forming a rocket, stabbing forward. Because of the infinite world around him, the arrow disappeared directly into Grant's eyes.

"Because of the analysis, it saves a lot of troublesome time. Master these two spells now. During this time of free time, I saw what the purple egg was, and I didn't know if I could be a magic pet. ”

Grant went on to pull out a purple egg with a faint mist, with a lot of texture on the outside, like the craters on the surface of the moon. Grant was in the silent white world when he heard the sound of purple eggs beating and his heart beating.

"Detect!"

Grant muttered, and a burst of lightning flowed.

"Purple Mist (Egg): An egg in its juvenile state, capable of elementalizing the body."

When Grant saw it, he was sure it was the Purple Mist. Thinking of a lot of things, he simply unlocked the seal of the backback beast and prepared to sign a demon pet contract with the purple mist in front of him. After reading the notes just now, the lowest level of Purple Mist is also the third order, and the high-level can reach the strength of a mage of the fifth or sixth order.

Grant knew that he had no reason not to choose, after all, the demon pet was strong, and his own strength would be improved immediately. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )