The laws of nature and physics are less than man's will, determination and belief. - Muhadi Apocryphal Hadith

If it is wrong for man to play the role of Creator, then why should the Creator put its tools – physics and biology – within our reach?—— Starch Spencer

By the time the attack was born, Grand Druid Camilla had already left the camp.

In a way, Camilla is a loner, but that's not unsurprising for most druids. After coming to Mistara, Camila was almost fascinated by the new species and biological phenomena that appeared on the planet. Every day she takes the time to investigate the species, enrich the gene pool she knows, and every day she gets stronger.

From a native amphibian, Camilla has mastered the ability to breathe on the surface of her body instead of her nose and mouth. From an acidophilic plant, she learned the ability to immunize strong acids. A native germ taught her new methods of infection, making her druid-creating magic even more powerful.

But none of this compares to what she is today, a native species unique to Mistara, the carved cocoon bee.

At first, she thought the bugs were just ordinary wasps. But then she had a strange phenomenon, the wasp seemed to be doing something to a caterpillar on a leaf.

Wasps are carnivorous, which is normal, but the wasp doesn't seem to be eating caterpillars. After careful observation, the Great Druid realized that it was laying eggs, in the caterpillar's body.

This is something like the bummer bee or green wasp that used to exist on Atas, both of which lay eggs on other insects, and then the hatched larvae eat the host alive from the body to obtain nutrients. Perfectly embodies the essence that nature does not believe in tears and has no morality. Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, only evolution is the only melody of life. Like all Starr and Spencer druids, Camilla was so convinced.

This Mistara wasp is even further than its cousin on Atas, and the caterpillar that lays its eggs is not dead and can still function normally. After further research, Camilla revealed that the eggs of this bee can actually release hormones to manipulate the behavior of the host caterpillar. When the larvae have eaten enough flesh and break out to form cocoons, the dying caterpillars will try to protect the cocoons and repel potential predators.

Although extremely faint, Camila felt the smell of ancient halfling technology from this parasitic wasp.

High Evolutionary?, the Great Druid thought to himself. I've heard of the reality of the "disaster star" in Mistara's mouth, but I haven't personally touched the other party's work. If you can find a way to find his relics, then your strength will undoubtedly get another leap.

With swan-like wings from behind, Camilla chased the rare hornet population to its habitat. The camp of the great army was left behind by her, farther and farther away.

The Great Druid flew extremely fast, and the further she went, the more species there were that had been modified. Along the way, she also saw the devastation she had unleashed about the Athas creatures that had wrought. What was originally a verdant grassland had large patches of withered spots, like psoriasis on the skin. Single-legged beasts and tree slugs, which have no natural predators, breed explosively and begin to compete for food from native livestock.

The Mistara had never seen the Atas mon that even the roots of the grass had to be gnawed clean appeared in their pastures. The thick branches of fruit trees and ornamental plants have many parasitic vines attached to them at some point. The terrifying weeds that can spread their roots nearly a kilometer deep and are connected to each other begin to crowd crops in large areas. Even in lakes and rivers, the catch begins to mysteriously decline, and fishermen say that strange creatures have appeared in the water......

In a few years, Camila looked down from the sky on a land that had been drained by blood vines and was gradually desertifying, and Mistara's ecosystem would collapse completely. But that's nothing, life doesn't evolve without change, and without evolution it is equal to death. Eventually, a new balance will take hold in this world.

Compared to these invasive species, plagues created by the Great Druids are more effective. However, for the sake of safety, the plagues were released in the south of the Great 6, so as not to affect the invading army of Atas.

The Grand Druid leaped over a hill, his falcon-like gaze warily watching the creatures below. There are more species here showing signs of being modified, and it looks like their original habitat is not far from here.

She flies into a canyon in a graceful posture like an angel in earth mythology. Lush greenery juts out from the cliffs on either side, and a small waterfall cascades down the edge of the cliffs, creating a perfect rainbow.

This is the Valley of the End, and Camilla suddenly remembers a Mistara legend she had heard, where the Monkey King Hanuman and the magical creatures of the heavens defeated the "Calamity".

Mysterious pumice stones can be found everywhere here, suspended in the air as if they were completely defying gravity. Some of them are as large as floating islands, with trees and green grass growing on them, and trickles down the edge of the islands.

The last remnants of the ancient halfling civilization, is that the High Evolver buried here?

Camila landed at the bottom of the canyon with emotion. All around is thriving life, the ground is covered with turquoise grass and colorful wildflowers, the large trees with aerial roots are densely covered with green shade, butterflies dancing courtship dances, wild bees busy feeding, birds and animals can be seen everywhere. The air is filled with the scent of moist flowers.

So raw, so fragile, so beautiful, Camila thought to herself, but this is wrong and must be corrected.

The Great Druid began to search the neighborhood for genetically potential species, which was a time-consuming task, but the last thing Camila lacked was patience.

Soon, her druid magic helped her locate a strange skeleton buried in the ground. The fossilized skeleton has both mammalian and reptile features, with a duck-like head and squirrel-like hind limbs. Some fossil edges show that it is webbed and oviparous, but at the same time capable of lactation. Such a strange creature, it is obvious that it is a hybrid monster created by halfling technology. I just don't know how effective this thing is.

The Starch Spencer Druids had a unique skill in measuring the age of dead objects. It is said that this technique uses the carbonaceous substances found in most living things, but how to do this is only known to the Starch Spencer Druids.

"Yes, this creature existed in ...... years," Camila frowned, as if something terrible had appeared. "About 7,500 years ago? How was this possible?!"

According to all Mistara legends, it is clear that the Calamity was slain in the Valley of the End by the Monkey King 8,000 years ago. Could it be that the legendary time is wrong?

Or is it that Camilla thought of a greater possibility, that is, the "Scourge", that is, the High Evolutionary, was not killed. He survived the encirclement of the heavens and hid here, creating a new batch of modified creatures.

How long did he live? Did he finally rest in peace, into the natural cycle, and if not, where did he go?

There must be a message he left behind in these creatures!, Camilla thought, no one but the Starch Spencer sent the druids to crack it.

Many people, including arrogant mages and crazed psychic manilocks, are unaware that the vast majority of living beings' chains of genetic information are trash fragments that are not expressed. But in the hands of a highly technologically advanced being, such as an ancient halfling or a Starch Spencer Druid, it is possible to weave the information you want to store out of these redundant fragments.

How to extract the genetic strand from fossils is another difficult problem for Camilla. The Great Druid raised an eyebrow and thought for a moment before coming up with a solution, "You're yours, good girl," she said to herself.

The ground shook slightly, and many small beasts fled from their nests in a panic, scurrying around. Camila felt, something terrible in the distance, appeared behind in the distance.

The Great Druid looked back and saw a giant figure of light, standing up to the sky.

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Trinity, at the bottom of the dark and deep jellyfish lake, Muhadi suddenly remembered this guy.

It was one—or three—eccentric psionics, a crazy outlier even among the mad psychic manilocks. For some reason, he divided himself into three parts, one that retained his way of thinking and habits, one that kept his memory, and one that kept his original body.

Which of the three is more qualified to be called the inheritor of the original body?

Self-consciousness is an illusion of continuity, as the ancient Greek philosophers asserted on earth.

Muhati remembered a story he had read as a child about the king of Crete, Minos, who had raised a terrifying minotaur and asked Athens to pay a tribute of seven pairs of virgins every nine years to feed the monster. On the third tribute, the Athenian prince Theseus volunteered to pay tribute in order to take the opportunity to kill the minotaur. The old king was reluctant, but finally agreed. But the king wanted to know if his son had succeeded as soon as possible, so he made an agreement with the prince that if he survived, he would replace the black sails of the ship with white ones.

Theseus went to Crete, ** to the princess Ariadne of Crete. From the princess, he learns about the minotaur's weakness and kills the monster. But after this, Theseus did not keep his promise and eloped with Ariadne, he left her behind and returned home by ship. In order to punish him for his infidelity, the god Olympus made him delirious, and he forgot his agreement with his father and returned to Athens with black sails. And the king spent every day on the cliff looking in the direction of the sea, and when he saw the black galleon approaching, he immediately jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

The reason why this story is now remembered by Muhadi is not because of its plot, but because it leads to one of the most famous philosophical problems on the planet, the ship of Theseus. In honor of Theseus, the Athenians preserved his black galleon and sacrificed it every year. Later, due to disrepair, the ship of Theseus began to decay and crumble. So the Athenians replaced the decaying parts with new planks. Over time, there was not a single part of the ship that had not been replaced, and the Athenians couldn't help but ask, is this still the ship of Theseus?

The bigger question arises when someone collects the replaced planks and builds a "Ship of Theseus". Which of the two is the real black galleon?

Or are they not?

When I crossed into this world, I lost my original **, and after that, my original name was also lost. Next, the training and transformation of Lyra, the mind demon seed of a thousand souls, and the possession of the primordial warlock...... Each time, the original self seemed to be reduced by a part, just like the ship of Theseus.

Now, the remnant soul of the primordial warlock tells himself that the real you have long since been annihilated, and that you are now nothing but an illusion, an illusion, a shadow.

Even if this is a lie that Rajat used to disarm his own mind, he inadvertently revealed part of the truth.

"You can't fool me, Rajat. Muhati shouted in his heart, knowing that the man would be able to hear. "The mind is always changing, a little more, a little less, it doesn't matter. What I am today is not who I am yesterday...... The only thing that matters is recognition, I agree that this is me, others agree that this is me, and that is enough. ”

If this is true, then you should know that what I am saying is true. In the depths of my heart, the consciousness answered silently. How many people think that you are me, the Primordial Warlock?

Muhathir didn't expect the other side to fight back so much. "That's just my disguise to ensure the Witch King's cooperation with the Starch Spencer Druids. ”

Who's to say it's not because of the true memories that remain deep in your heart that make you make such a choice? Because you are me, you are the primordial warlock, so you subconsciously choose to disguise yourself with this identity...... But don't forget, if you wear a mask long enough, it becomes your true face, and your face becomes a disguise.

"Strong conjecture, but you still can't come up with any evidence. Do you think I'll be so easily shaken?"

The proof is in your own head. Because you never know who you really are, the great power that belongs to the Primordial Warlock is suppressed and falls into a deep sleep. Now, touch that part of your soul and see what you will see, and then keep looking. Boundless.

Eternity.

Immortal.

For a moment, the psychic warlock felt that. No matter how many definitions and lengthy descriptions of these three simple words have been given in the languages of different species and civilizations, none of them can fully and appropriately describe how Muhadi feels now.

He couldn't feel his skin anymore, and the gap between his body and the world seemed to disappear in an instant...... That feeling is like a person who has been wearing a heavy diving suit in his life, naked for the first time, feeling the wind blowing on him.

Immeasurably powerful power was constantly being used from his body, frantically trying to find a way to vent. As a result, the psychic mancer's body radiated a blue light brighter than the sun. The deep water of the lake was scorched by this strong light, and the mud and quicksand at the bottom of the lake were vaporized.

Countless jellyfish in the lake died in an instant, and all the fluorescence was extinguished, making it look like a pot of soup. But this situation is only temporary, the temperature continues to rise, and the water in the upper layer of the lake also changes from boiling to gasification.

The humanoid figure of blue light rises from the bottom of the lake and gradually becomes larger. The steamed water continued to heat until he was surrounded by plasmaized gases, like a halo of bright blue. The rapidly expanding gas was blowing in all directions, and the hot winds swept across the surface, creating a hellish scene.

The intense heat even melted through the rock formations, turning the former location of Jellyfish Lake into a lake of hot lava. All creatures that had no protection, whether they were natural beasts or magical creatures under the command of the heavens, fell to the ground and burned.

The Witch King Malik's shield protected the Athas, and his magic had stood the test of the sun so he could barely hold it up now.

Some of the Yaksha and Naga survived because Kupila summoned a shield of divine power to protect them. Although the latter was wounded, he was unwilling to abandon his followers and retreat with the Monkey King, so he volunteered to stay behind.

The Psychic Warlock rose into the air, rising from the ground like a blue sun. Noticing the destructiveness of his uncontrolled power, he lowered his temperature.

At this time, from the ground, his image happened to be like a star that had fallen into the mortal world.

"Calamity!" shouted Kupila, no more doubts in his mind.

His attack reached the Psychic Warlock faster than his words, who waved his hand and dispersed it.

Kupila is the Lord of the Yakshas, one of the patron deities of the world, and has never trembled in his long life as he does today. He knew that the enemy in front of him could not be defeated, but he would not back down.

On this day, his watch is worthy of the title of guardian god. Almost every mortal divine power was wielded to the extreme by him. His battle in the air was as graceful as a dance.

But it's hard to say that his near-perfect swing had an impact on the outcome of the battle, and the light giant's movements seemed to be a little sluggish and hesitant, but they were extremely powerful. Almost any type of attack can't damage it in the slightest.

A spell appeared in Muhadi's mind, no, not like it appeared, more like it had been there all along, unnoticed until now.

He recited the incantation, and an incredible power flowed through his body, so wonderful that it was intoxicating. The power of magic is far greater than psionic energy, divine magic, and other qiē abilities. Magic is omnipotent, even beyond the limits of imagination.

Kupila desperately dodged the dense spell attacks of the sandstorm, and a spell he dodged vaporized the half-sitting hills in the distance. The once abundant surface features are gradually being replaced by impersonal, perfectly circular craters, each like craters on the moon, the remnants of powerful spells.

The Lord of the Yakshatras wants to delay until the return of the Monkey King, and although Hanuman's power is far less than that of the "Calamity" that reproduces the human world, the Monkey King has an incredible characteristic. He is truly immortal, resurrected in place no matter how he is killed.

Suddenly, Kupila felt light.

Finally a spell focused on the guardian god's body, and his divine body began to crumble and disintegrate like weathered marble. In the last moments before his soul dissipated, he laughed loudly at the psychic mancer.

"Come, write down the bravery of this warrior, and let it be praised for posterity. The Psychic Warlock turned his head and said to the two Witch Kings hiding behind shields.

Draegos' half-skeletal, half-mechanical face was expressionless. Malik's exaggerated bowing to indicate obedience.

Muhadi turned his attention back to the moment, and the enemy, known as the Monkey King, turned back.

"You shouldn't have come back. ”

"That's what I wanted to say to you, too. The Monkey King roared.

The Witch Kings commanded the Athas to retreat, knowing that they could only watch this battle.

Hanuman used his divine powers to create a shield for himself, which could not only block the damage caused by the heat, but also use the energy of the heat to heal himself. The Monkey King wielded the Tiger Head and drained the water in his cover, and no spell could attack him.

The Psychic Warlock cast a spell, and the heat quickly turned into extreme cold, and the drastic temperature change caused the volume of the air to shrink. The gas in a radius of more than a dozen Palesan was rushing to the center of the negative pressure, and if it weren't for the wind god Vayu who was watching the battle from afar in the heavenly court to stop the air, then a terrifying storm that the world had only seen had formed.

At the psychic man's side, the gas that was once so hot that it turned into plasma solidified just as quickly. Nitrogen- and oxygen-fixing snowstorms fell in the sky, corpses littered the land, and forests and meadows were destroyed as if they had been subjected to a nuclear explosion. The vacuum freeze caused farther away, and rubble and sand near the surface were lifted up, forming a dirty gray cloud that covered the entire sky. Lightning, heavy rain mixed with hail concentrated with this unusual depression and dominated the area farther out of the gray cloud.

The Monkey King was caught off guard and was hit by a spell. Even the resistance of the gods could not help him defend against the spells of the primordial warlocks.

Hanuman imploded in the air, and his internal organs, flesh, fur, and bones were blown away and scattered to a large area of the ground. The next moment, the fragments of these monkey kings regrouped again, as if they had not been harmed at all.

The psychic warlock then performed several different spells, dismembering each other, slashing each other, and petrifying each other. Each time, Hanuman was able to resurrect in his place unscathed.

The land itself is dying, the once fertile soil is being transformed into a desert, and the Monkey King shows no signs of defeat. While firmly holding the upper hand in the fight, Mohamadi knew it would be his detriment to procrastinate. Soon he will have no life to sustain the spellcast, and even though protected by the Witch King's shield, this kind of battle can also accidentally injure the Athas on the ground.

You have to deal with your opponent yourself, and then touch this state.

Imprisoning spells and manipulating the flow of time didn't work against Hanuman, and the most powerful immobilization spells didn't slow him down.

"Maybe you're really immortal. The Blu-ray Giant spoke. "But I already know how to defeat you. ”

"Whatever you think you know. The Monkey King yelled disdainfully. "You're all wrong!"

Muhadi began to prepare a complex and unprecedentedly powerful spell, yes, every time he killed the Monkey King, he would be resurrected without injury, but that did not mean that he was invulnerable. Psychic Warlocks noticed that each resurrection took a different amount of time. Sometimes the time for a few faster heartbeats, sometimes a few slower heartbeats.

After beheading, or dismembering, the Monkey King was resurrected almost immediately. His resurrection after the implosion was a little slower, as it took time for the corpse's fragments to come together.

What if a spell killed him so completely that every piece of his flesh was completely steamed and then sent to all corners of the multiverse with a space spell? How long would it take for Hanuman to rise from this state?

"Let the infinite time bury you!" said the Psychmancer.

The spell succeeded, and the Monkey King disappeared from his eyes, and did not reappear.

However, the psychic warlock could feel that the difficult opponent was still not dead.

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, 1f-anet, is the theory of the psychologist Maslow, who believes that the most important thing for a person is to realize his natural potential, so a person can reach the realm he should be and be the person he should be.

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