In a dim room located under the castle, looking at the fishman in front of him, who had completely lost his life, Dong Xuan, who was extremely embarrassed with blood on his hands, was full of irrepressible joy on his face.

Clearly, his experiment was a success!

Although he could only use arcane methods, it was difficult for him to really touch the soul itself, but after some difficult research, he finally analyzed the characteristics of the fish-man's soul

-- It does have characteristics unique to intelligent life!

And this obviously means that the huge fish-man race that originally gave him a headache has all become endless treasures that make him salivate at this moment, waiting for him to go crazy mining and unearthing!

"For the rest, there's only one thing..."

Taking a deep breath, he took out the most precious material that he had been carrying close to him, the soul sphere, from his arms, and his eyes flickered slightly.

If it was safer, he should return to the base now, and then make sure that there is nothing wrong with this transfer under the supervision of Helen's all-round healing equipment.

That way, no matter what happens, at least he can save his life.

But that would obviously break his original plan.

He, the newly appointed lord, did not say goodbye when the fish-men were about to attack on a large scale, and it is estimated that when he returns after his transfer, even if the territory does not become a barren, his reputation as a blackstone baron will be completely stinking!

In this dangerous world where humanity needs to face the prying eyes of countless powerful enemies, a nobleman can be greedy, stupid, unscrupulous, and even wantonly enslave his people!

But you just can't be brave enough!

Cowards who give up their glory and responsibilities and flee will be rejected by the entire human race, and will find it difficult to gain a foothold even with the vast majority of intelligent races.

"So, I have to take a little risk..."

Dong Xuan finally made up his mind.

Obviously, he couldn't accept giving up this rare opportunity at all, if it weren't for this turmoil in Blackstone Ridge, it was estimated that even if he waited a hundred years, he would not have been able to encounter such an opportunity to solve his identity perfectly.

Because the Soul Reaper Job Transfer Method is produced by the God of Wisdom, this kind of cottage job transfer does not require any other materials, let alone any things like a celestial circle to assist.

As long as it is in place as the main item to communicate the law of death and steal the breath of death, it can be started at any time.

Obviously, this is convenient for someone, otherwise if he has to collect all kinds of strange and even unique materials in the destruction universe, Dong Xuan will definitely go crazy.

After briefly cleaning up the somewhat messy secret room, Dong Xuan repeatedly ordered the guards guarding the door not to let anyone in until he came out.

However, this is still clearly not safe.

At least until he gains the prestige of the old baron, it is difficult to guarantee that these ordinary soldiers will be able to stop those who carry the so-called urgent information.

Someone who was not at ease then simply laid out all the enchantments he could currently use in the room, and it was not until the dense arcane aura replaced the two magic lamps that directly illuminated the entire secret room, that he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in a shimmering circle carved on the ground.

This was the spellcasting lingering circle he had used before.

Once there is an accident, all it takes is a thought that all kinds of healing arcane that have been sealed on it will be thrown on him in a frenzy, which can be regarded as the insurance he has prepared for himself.

"Let's get started"

Taking a deep breath, Dong Xuan grabbed the light blue soul sphere and put it on his chest, and suddenly, the huge power began to surge wildly around him, and even brought a terrifying whirlwind in the secret room!

With the howling of the wind, he will become brighter and brighter, and finally the soul ball that seems to turn into a small sun slowly lifts.

His movements at the moment were unusually slow, and beads of sweat continued to fall on his face with his eyes closed, as if at this moment, the soul sphere that originally had no mass suddenly had a total amount of Qianjun, making his arms tremble slightly!

Time seems to be twisted and stretched in this moment.

Is it a second, a minute, or an hour?

Anyway, after a long period of completely distorting his senses, he finally lifted the completely burning soul orb above his head.

And at this moment, the mana in his whole body also fluctuated to an extreme, and the innermost layers of enchantments began to emit an overwhelmed scream under the wanton impact of this pure power, obviously there was a possibility of breaking at any time!

"Give me fusion!"

With a roar, Dong Xuan pressed the soul ball that had begun to appear strange vaporization phenomenon directly towards his soul, the brain, where his soul was!

Rumble!

With a thunderclap that sounded in the depths of his soul, Dong Xuan's eyes suddenly darkened, and the next moment he appeared in a very strange place.

It was a dark and empty space, and in this lonely and empty space like the universe, countless faint lights were slowly swimming around.

Some of them are in a state like thin lines, some are small dots that twinkle like stars, and even some of the more eerie luster will faintly transform into the image of various strange creatures or certain objects from time to time.

Wandering in this strange space, Dong Xuan's consciousness was completely in a state of confusion at first.

There was no way to think at all, but like a statue, he looked at everything that was constantly changing in front of him with an unchanging consciousness.

Gradually, the faint consciousness and perception began to slowly return to him, and I don't know how long it took, as if he suddenly woke up from a strange dream, and his consciousness emitted the first clear and complete thoughts

- "Where am I?" ”

Next, he began to think about "Who am I?" "What have I done?" "Why am I here?"

I don't know how long it took, but his memory gradually became clearer, and when he put together the last piece of the puzzle of memory, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"This is the place where the laws are tested?!"

As the only way to comprehend the laws in the Broken Universe, this special space, known as the microcosm of the universe, can be described as famous.

Obviously, the similar conditions of the two universes allowed Dong Xuan to successfully enter here, and if he wanted to successfully transform into a copycat version of the Soul Reaper, he obviously needed to find the one that represented the power of death in this endless law projection.

"Huh, this is really a headache task, I thought that the universe I was in was too young to form this kind of place, so I didn't need this step at all!"

However, since he had already come in, he naturally would not simply give up, and even had to start acting quickly.

Because the time to stay here is time-limited, and the end time is the moment when the burning soul light ball completely dissipates.

It had taken a long time to regain consciousness before, and now he needed to work extremely hard to find it to have a chance of success.

And at this time, the rich experience of the god of wisdom obviously came in handy.

"Those points and lines are basically branches that extend from the law of the root and the law of power, and the small law of the weak level will obviously not be the state of death, which is close to the law between the root and the strong, pass!"

Immediately removing the interference options above the ninth layer, Dong Xuan looked at the remaining weird law projections and began to continue to analyze.

"Because it is a projection of the laws of the universe based on my own soul, the images presented by these laws are basically influenced by various ideas in my subconscious."

Passing over the looming projections that even occasionally showed a certain comic character, Dong Xuan's goal became more and more clear.

"So, what would be the pattern of death in my heart?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the northwest corner.

Where, a unique figure draped in a broken cloak and holding a huge scythe in its arms was swaying in the wind in the looming void.

Looking at the white bone jaw faintly exposed under the pitch-black cloak, Dong Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and then slowly hooked the corners of his mouth (to be continued. )