Wren crossed the portal and arrived at the Wizarding Continent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What caught him off guard was that at the same time as he landed, he felt a terrifying force sweeping from all directions, like a tidal wave of power.

Click......

There was a grinding sound of bones under pressure, and Wren's body shook slightly, and he was a little unsteady on his feet for a while, and he almost fell.

Exhaling deeply, feeling the somewhat viscous air, he moved his feet, his body standing firm, and gradually adapting to the environment.

According to his speculation, the gravitational pull in the wizarding continent is more than ten times that of the elven plane. If other ordinary people from the lower planes came here, I am afraid that they would immediately be crippled by this pressure.

The power of the laws here is strong, but it is more difficult to control, and it seems that there is another rule that is holding back in the dark.

"Haha, isn't the little guy from the lower planes uncomfortable?" a muffled voice sounded in his ears. Wren turned his head sideways and saw a huge hideous head like a small house, with a bit of banter and excitement in its eyes the size of a millstone.

This is the same giant beast that guarded the door before, or more precisely, a giant tortoise. Its body is like a mountain, and on its back is an arched door composed of huge pillars that reach the sky, the door is extremely high, and the top is faintly visible in the sky, and the door is distributed with dense mysterious runes, which are brilliant and gorgeous.

Wren continued to look, this is not the size of this small mountain-like giant tortoise, there are many giant tortoises of the same shape around, carrying towering giant gates, but some are slightly smaller.

"Plane Dragon Tortoise?" a flash of light flashed in Wren's mind.

"I didn't expect you to have a little bit of knowledge, haha, Ramos is very happy. The dragon turtle said proudly. It seemed to be very chattering, and when Wren was silent again, it began to babble to itself.

Through its words, Wren learned that this plane dragon turtle named Ramos, the elven plane it was responsible for guarding, had not been visited for two hundred years. The last guy who came here died in a fight a hundred years ago...... It was distressing.

Wren understood the cause of its distress, having heard of this magical creature from Giruram earlier.

The Plane Dragon Tortoise is a powerful and docile magical beast, or mythical beast, that has an enviable longevity and an extraordinary gift for space. As such, they often cooperate with the major forces of the Wizarding Continent, and after the wizards open up new planes, they exist as guardians and receivers. In this way, they can get delicious food from wizards, as well as a certain amount of protection - after all, the body of the plane dragon turtle is a good material, and both wizards, gods, and demons are eyeing it.

This dragon tortoise, who calls himself Ramos, is obviously the receiver of the elven plane. If it fails to follow the requirements of the forces behind it to attract the strong people in the other plane for a long time, the plane it is responsible for is likely to be abandoned, and it itself may lose this "errand" that is not bad for it.

"Well, let me see what you're capable of as a little one. Ramos muttered, "As long as you reach the first order crystal nucleus wizard, I will recommend you to it, I hope you are not too weak." ”

"How to test it?" Wren asked.

He knew the mission of these inducers, who were to bring fresh blood from the heterogeneous planes for the major forces, and these new entrants were either super strong or had great potential.

As for the so-called tests, Serena told him a few things, but it was also an experience hundreds of years ago, and I don't know if it's right.

"Attack me, with your strongest strength. Ramos didn't care, "Show your strength and potential!"

"I hope you don't let Ramos down!" the dragon turtle stood with its head held high. It is very conceited about its own strength, and it does have the ability to be appointed to guard a law plane. After all, the Plane Dragon Turtle is only a low-level divine beast, and the usual adult body only has the strength of the third order, even if the defense power is amazing, it can only withstand the attacks of law wizards below the fifth order. Ramos, on the other hand, has the strength of the fifth order and is on the verge of transformation.

Wren touched his chin and looked at Ramos, hesitating to give it his all.

Through a series of transformations of the Witch Tree, his strength has become extremely strong, even if he does not use the "Witch Tree", an anti-heaven hole card, he also has the strength of a seventh-order law wizard.

So......

"Okay. Wren nodded.

He thought of Serena's words, and the more he cringed, the easier it was to be suspected. Besides, the Wizard Continent is a world where the truly strong are respected, and if he can show his strong strength, he may be able to gain the respect of those people even more.

Wren held out his right hand and pointed at Ramos.

"You want to use a finger against me?" Ramos watched Wren's movements, his expression stunned, and then a sense of humiliation of being teased.

But before it could get angry, it felt a terrifying force come with the finger attack. At this moment, there was no finger in front of it, and it was clearly a flaming giant sword, occupying its entire field of vision.

Bang!

There are fireworks in the sky, and they are dazzling.

Wren snapped his fingers, causing the sword that had reached the bottom of Ramos's neck to disperse into a cloud of sparks, and then he spoke, "Is this okay?"

Goo-dong.

Ramos swallowed like a firecracker, but there was fear in his eyes. It nodded again and again, "Of course...... Your ......"

It didn't finish its sentence because it didn't know what to say. In the long years of guarding the elven plane, it has never encountered a strong person as Wren.

However, how could a plane with gods exist with law wizards? Ramos suddenly thought of this.

To a certain extent, the practice of sorcerers and gods, or demons, is a kind of plundering of resources, especially when the three parties are still in a state of opposition. Even if some gods and wizards compromise and cooperate, they will never tolerate the supreme power of cultivating the other side on their own territory.

Ramos opened his mouth to ask, but remembering that Wren was sent by Serena, he suddenly realized that this matter was probably not so simple. A faint glint flashed in its eyes, suppressing the doubts in its heart.

Ramos opened his mouth and spat out a ball the size of a millstone, covered in flickering runes.

As soon as the orb appeared, a figure emerged from it.

"Old turtle, what's the matter?" said an indifferent female voice, which made Wren want to laugh.

Ramos didn't care about the disrespect in the other party's words at all, it lowered its eyebrows and said, "I want to introduce a wizard, it was recommended by Serina, the goddess of the bright moon, a law wizard whose strength surpasses mine. ”

"Oh?" the man's tone was puzzled, and his figure gradually solidified, and soon, Wren felt the shadow bring life, as if the man's body had descended.