The dragon god world is attached to the demon abyss world - to be precise, it is not a complete world, but a kind of folding space. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, if the Demon Abyss World is a balloon, then the Dragon God World is a small bubble pinched out of the outside of the balloon.

This may seem simple, but unless you are strong enough to do it, you can't do it at all.

Wren ate the roasted hare bit by bit, there were no spices, and the taste was slightly dry, but he ate it with relish.

He had never eaten a meal so comfortably since he came into this world. The Snow Elves are strict vegetarians, and in their tribe, Wren is not bored by their lackluster diet.

After eating this hare, he already knew a little bit about the world.

It may seem beautiful, peaceful and quiet, but it's definitely not normal. Quite simply, as an ice dragon, Valolet likes the icy environment the most. It can turn an ice field from a grassland into a snow resort, so there's no reason to turn your nest into something like that.

What's more, Wren couldn't communicate with the trees here at all! Even, these trees that looked lush and vibrant, when he felt them carefully, found that they didn't have a natural breath at all.

The influence of natural seeds on Wren is self-evident, and he is confident that the breath of the forest and the grass and trees is not weaker than the grass and tree spirits, so his feelings will never be wrong.

"The dragon's lair doesn't know what the danger is. "More than worried, Wren is more of a jumping excitement.

Gently pat the ashes off his body, Wren got up and walked aimlessly through the world.

He walked through the mountains and forests, and saw many fierce beasts or docile herbivores, but there was no trace of demonic beasts.

Half a day later, Wren was at the end of the world on his feet.

It was a dark crystal wall, cold and smooth to the touch.

Wren tried to hammer it hard, making a "thump" sound. After hesitating, a ray of fire appeared in his palm. The fire flickered, but the terrifying aura it carried made the space distort slightly. Wren brought the flame close to the crystal wall, but saw the flame flicker and extinguish it. He unleashed a fist-sized orange fireball again, and when it touched the crystal wall, it still didn't make a ripple.

"The law of fire can't affect it at all. Wren's expression remained unchanged.

A short sword made of ice and snow resurfaced in front of him, and when it touched the crystal wall, it also disappeared into nothingness.

"It really seems to be the crystal wall that makes up the boundary of space in legend...... It shouldn't be a fantasy. Wren frowned.

He flew high into the air, constantly rising high, and when he reached nearly 10,000 meters or so, he also touched the spatial crystal wall.

Looking down from above, Wren was able to see the whole world. It is a very regular circle, with dense vegetation and a lot of green, and you can occasionally see some birds and animals.

Wren's eyes narrowed. The more peaceful the situation, the more dangerous it is.

He closed his eyes, and a trace of free energy appeared around him. He could clearly feel the energy representing the different rules, they were evenly distributed, and they were not as full of ice and snow as Wren had expected.

He pondered for a long time, and finally flew around this world, feeling it carefully, but still did not notice anything abnormal. He couldn't even see where to leave.

This made Wren's face a little unpleasant. He has become accustomed to the way of acting with violence in the past, but in the face of this situation where he has no way to start, he can't help but feel irritable.

Just as he was about to destroy these plants, suddenly there was a fluctuation from the witch tree in his heart, which made him calm down inexplicably.

Thinking of the irritable mood before, Wren couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He had never been so angry before, and now he was suddenly so ...... There are quirks in this world!

Wren put away the contempt in his eyes, and his expression became solemn.

He reappeared at the place where he had first landed in this world, and carefully observed his surroundings, including the land, the stream, the plants, and even the bones of the hares he had buried, but found nothing.

......

For six days, Wren found no clues, as if this was a closed cage, and he was the trapped beast in the cage.

He didn't dare to touch a single plant or tree here, because he had a strong instinct that if he destroyed them, he would encounter terrible consequences. This instinct was so strong that it forced him to move on the plants that revealed strange things everywhere, even if he had no clue.

Could it be that this is an illusion, or a special formation?

Wren faintly had these guesses, he explored inch by inch of land, and stimulated the dragon soul in the soul sea several times, but there was no change in the slightest.

Time passes.

Wren seemed to be transformed into a sculpture, standing by the stream. Only despair can bring out human potential, and it can make Wren think of many things that he has overlooked.

Giroum is not a good teacher, but he is definitely a good teacher. In the short time they got along, he taught Wren a lot of things, but it was precisely because of time constraints that Wren got this knowledge like a date, but he never settled down to understand it.

Now that he encountered a crisis, Wren suddenly thought of the teacher. He knew that Girourum might not have expected all this, and that there was probably a solution in the knowledge he had taught himself.

He first went to recall the rune formation, but he listened attentively to it, and his understanding was profound, so he didn't perceive the solution. So he tried to start from scratch with every word he had ever said.

Fortunately, the wizard's memory was super strong, and he thought of that scene from the memory of being discarded in the corner.

After thinking about it, he finally got some useful information, such as how to fit in when he arrived in a strange world.

Any world has its own consciousness and rules, especially in those separate spaces opened up by the strong, it has the will of the creator.

This will of the world allows it to exclude all outsiders, or to confuse or drive away...... Or even obliterate!

These worlds are not cold objects, they have their own minds, and even understand all the clever evolutions!

If you want to completely integrate into this world, in addition to finding some loopholes in the world, or using your own strength to suppress and force the will of the world to submit, you are to use time precipitation to integrate into it.

The trees rippled, and Wren's eyes opened.

His face was flat, and he had a plan in his heart.

With his vision, it was obvious that he could not find the loopholes in the Dragon God World. As for the conquest...... Wren could faintly sense that if he destroyed those trees, he was afraid that it would trigger a backlash of the Dragon God's will in the world, and he would probably be wiped out. Well, the only way is to blend in completely, or superficially.

Stretching out, Wren got up and walked into the jungle. He found a few large logs that had fallen to the ground, and some thinner broken branches.

He first used logs to build the outline of a proposed wooden shed, then found some weeds from withered vines and built them on top to form a simple shed......

Since then, Wren has completely reined in his breath, no longer uses any witchcraft, and has transformed into an ordinary person.

He lived in a wooden hut by the brook and lived a familiar and strange life by hunting every day with arrows made by himself.

He got up early and was greedy for darkness, and several times faced heavy rain and other weather, he complained about the ghost weather while burrowing into the shed, allowing it to be extremely humid and uncomfortable, and even attracted some greedy mosquitoes to suck blood. After these mosquitoes sucked their stomachs round, they were still in the mood to buzz and provoke him.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a law wizard to let a mosquito get close, and it is impossible for an ordinary mosquito to be safe and sound after swallowing the blood of a law wizard. Even if a wizard doesn't have the power to contain in his bloodline like a warlock, that trace of energy can make the mosquito burst when it takes its mouth!

Some seem ordinary, but there is always a hint of weirdness in them.

Wren told himself not to act, in fact he didn't have to tell himself, he almost forgot that he was a law wizard when he threw himself into it.

If there was no reminder from the witch tree in the soul sea, I am afraid that Wren would really be lost in it. Lost means the fall of the soul, and when the time comes, he will become a complete part of this world and lose his sense of self.

Now Wren is on the verge of being lost, almost dancing on a tightrope.

While he was doing all this, a pair of invisible eyes were always looking at him from high in the sky. Those eyes were cold and ruthless, and when you look closely, they are very similar to the eyes of the dragon king.

I don't know how long it has been, but Wren has grown a long beard, and when his face has become vicissitudes, white snowflakes suddenly fall from the sky.

Wren squinted his eyes and looked at the snowflakes that were falling slowly, and there were no waves in the ancient wells under his eyes.

"Is winter coming?" he muttered.

The snow became heavier and heavier, turning from a sporadic spooky snow to a palm-sized snowflake.

The trees were dying at such a rapid rate, and a thick layer of ice had appeared on the stream, and before Wren could shoot the arrow in his hand, the one-eyed wolf who had been fighting him for days wailed and turned into an ice sculpture.

The snow flooded Wren's knees, waist, and neck...... Just as his hair was covered in snow, the whole world shattered!

Wren opened his eyes, and he appeared where he had first come into this world.

Nothing changed much from before, except for the snow and ice around them.

The trees became ice trees, and the streams became glaciers...... His shed was gone, and his feet were still clean deerskin boots, there were no calluses on his hands, and even the beard on his chin was as fine as before.

"Is it all starting again?" said Wren's eyes, revealing an inexplicable look.

Just as he was thinking about it, a hideous roar suddenly came.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the giant wolf grinning at him across from him. The wolf's fur was gray, but its body was the size of a calf, and it had a fierce glint in its eyes. It looked at Wren viciously, and suddenly spoke, and a cloud of white light struck Wren with lightning speed.

Rumble!

Bai Mang slammed into the ground, blasting out a large crater more than two meters deep like a cannonball.

"Snow wolf of the ninth order!" After Wren dodged in embarrassment, he looked at the guy who didn't give up, but pounced on him.

The snow wolf is a kind of magical beast that moves on the snow field, but it is just an ordinary magical beast, even if it is a wolf king, it can only reach the lord level. They have a ferocious temperament and tend to appear in groups.

Wren subconsciously looked behind him and found that there were indeed six snow wolves staring at him coldly.

"Only the ninth-order snow wolf appeared, and it also brazenly attacked me......"

He looked thoughtful, and as the snow wolf pounced, his body sank sharply and swept under him, and the dagger in his hand stabbed into the snow wolf's abdomen, cutting a fatal wound.

Whew!

The snow wolf screamed miserably, and within seconds of falling to the ground, he was completely dead, and a pool of red blood flowed out. Seeing this, the other snow wolves roared and surrounded them from all directions, and there were actually twelve of them.

If Wren used all his strength, or just one thousandth of his strength, it would be enough to turn all these guys into ashes in a breath.

But he couldn't. Once upon a time, it was only the first test, not the end. Wren could sense that this was still not the true face of the world. He had a guess, but he needed to test it a little bit himself.

With great effort, he finally escaped from the siege of the snow wolf. At this time he came across a crystal fruit, which was snow-white and exuded a fragrant fragrance.

Wren stuffed the fruit into his mouth, and suddenly felt refreshed. With a look of surprise, he reached out and a snowball suddenly appeared in his hand.

......

Wren finally got rid of his identity as an ordinary person, and with the "Snow Crystal Fruit", he had the power to control ice and snow, and this power continued to improve after he devoured the flesh and blood of the demonic beast and absorbed the demon core.

Time passed slowly, and he, the hunter, was transformed into a wizard who manipulated ice and snow......

All this is naturally made by Wren to a certain being in the underworld, but he himself is always involuntarily immersed in it, and everything around him naturally cooperates with him, like a special kind of hypnosis, making him adapt and believe that these are his own lives.

If it weren't for the existence of the witch tree and the changes from time to time, he was afraid that he would really get lost in it.

He gradually understood that all this was not just a test, but an expression of the will of the world, and it was trying in its own way to assimilate Wren - to become a part of the will of the world!

If Wren was just an ordinary person, or if he had a slightly weaker willpower, and he didn't have a treasure like the Witch Tree, which was extremely resistant to spiritual soul spells, I am afraid that it would really make it achieve its purpose.

This made Wren completely lose his contempt. If this is still the case in a small dragon god world, then there may not be something more terrifying. If you encounter something like the Sea of Silence that can suppress the witch tree and has terrifying and destructive power, how can you protect yourself?? )