After Enhill and the others took people away, Borch, who didn't even dare to take a breath, eased the anxiety in his heart a little, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

"Sir, why don't you take power from this weak emperor and let him serve you?"

Borch didn't quite understand.

For the Golden Dragon, although his own strength is strong enough, the 'quality' of Borch's body does not allow him to completely ignore the threat of 'quantity'.

But in front of this gentleman?

Quantity?

What is Quantity?

I don't know how to count, how many come and shoot how many die.

In terms of Borch's own ability to change his fate at will, this high-minded, yet extremely low-key, easy-going and civilized gentleman had no fear of the might of military and magic.

Just like just now—just by releasing a little breath, three legendary warriors and a group of high-ranking warriors of rank sixteen or seventeen knelt down.

Borch didn't even feel any breath leaking out of the gentleman's body.

This kind of gap in the level of strength is not at all easy to describe by the word 'level'.

This is the gap in the 'dimension'.

Probably...... This is the god.

"For the sake of order."

Han Baiyi didn't notice the sigh in Jin Long's heart at all, and he didn't know how much he was blown to the sky, so he just dropped four words lightly.

In fact, the reason why he didn't clean up is actually very simple - fear.

After trying the antivirus software of the previous world, Han Baiyi didn't dare to modify the rules of the world so unscrupulously.

Especially in the face of key people like now.

As a key figure node in the entire wizarding world, Enhil obviously belongs to the category that cannot be moved, because if one is not careful, it will affect the process of unifying the continent and indirectly affect the fate of many people.

How embarrassing it would be if you were accidentally kicked out by the self-cleaning antivirus software paid by the wizarding world.

"...... order?" Borch silently chewed on the word.

What is Order?

Could it be that Mr. is talking about the basic humanistic order of life for the sake of social operation and ensuring that people will not be affected by violence and chaos?

No, it's not.

Looking at Han Baiyi, there seemed to be light in his golden pupils,

"Sir, I see."

Han Baiyi tilted his head and glanced at him.

You get it again?!

Borch murmured in a god-like worship:

"Order is the foundation of the operation of the world, just as the elements have the four foundations of earth, fire, wind and thunder, and the line of the historical destiny of the world also has its own laws of operation."

"And Enhil, as the emperor of the empire, indirectly affects the lives and lives of tens of millions of people, and it is also the biggest variable that affects the fate of the world."

"You must be following his rules to keep this fragile world from crumbling in your hands."

"I understand."

Borch chanted sincerely, looking at Han Baiyi with a gaze like a believer looking at a saint who had just lifted the coffin board.

Although Han Baiyi was under heavy pressure, his five senses were still normal. Hearing Jin Long's words, he had to roll his eyes helplessly.

Did this old dragon also eat something strange like his predecessor?

How God chatters day by day.

But he ignored Borch, and in a sense, it seemed that it was not impossible to be so adored - as it stands, he would have to use Borch a lot in the future, and it would not be a bad thing for him to be firm in his beliefs.

But this kind of thing is good to push the boat down the river, and it's not beautiful if you push too hard.

Then, I saw Han Baiyi turn around and ask in the backyard of the tavern.

"They're all gone, and you can't come yet?"

It wasn't until Han Baiyi spoke out that the chattering old golden dragon reacted, and quickly raised his head to look in the direction that Han Baiyi looked over.

A girl with a long sword on her back and long silver hair pushed the door open from the backyard and walked in.

"Ciri!"

Before Han Baiyi could speak, the old golden dragon shouted first, and then walked up to Xili who seemed to be particularly familiar, hooked his shoulders and whispered something in Xili's ear, and then brought her to Han Baiyi.

It's just that Xili, who had just pushed the door generously into the house, was 'prompted' by the golden dragon a little, and then her mouth was first a nest, and then she struggled to freeze her expression, with an expressionless appearance.

In addition, even the behavior has obviously become a little more regular, and the movements are a little stiff.

"Good night."

"Honorable ...... Mr. ”

Ciri grimaced and stiffened to salute, but as soon as she leaned over, the back of her head was snapped on the back of her head.

Suddenly, even his expression stiffened.

"Good night, ma'am."

Han Baiyi behaved freely, experienced several worlds, and with the bonus of strength, he had long lost his attitude of looking up at the ordinary protagonists in the original world, but now in the eyes of the two of them, he seemed light-hearted, but easy-going.

"I can feel that there is a very interesting power in your body"

"Can you show me?"

Han Baiyi glanced at Xili and said in a gentle and casual voice.

Ciri was first startled in her heart, and then inexplicably felt a sense of right.

The blood of the ancients, or the blood of the elders, is the legendary power of the ancient elves, which can make people travel through all time, space, and dimensions.

This kind of power, which can almost be called legendary, is of course impossible for ordinary people to see through at will, but in front of this gentleman, it seems, is nothing.

Compared with Ciri's superficial view, Borch's understanding is much deeper.

Of course, Ciri's body can't completely hide this power, but even after completely seeing through it, the gentleman's adjectives for this power are very subtle.

- The power of 'very interesting'.

Borch chewed carefully.

It turns out that in the eyes of people at the level of Mr., this kind of power that cannot be analyzed in the eyes of legendary professionals like them is just interesting.

"This ...... Sir, I am not yet able to use this power skillfully. Ciri couldn't help blushing a little, although the other party's conditions were a little abrupt, but he still put his palm in front of Han Baiyi with a straight mouth, "However, if you want to take a look......"

Han Baiyi didn't think much about it.

Due to the blockade of the system, he is now completely isolated from the world of Terra, and has been constrained at every turn due to the inability to pass supplies to each other.

However, if he can master Ciri's shuttle power, then wouldn't it be much easier for him to shuttle through various worlds?

Thinking of this, Han Baiyi did not hesitate to hold Xili's white and tender little hand, and slowly injected the spiritual power into her body, feeling the warm power in Xili's body.

Feeling the infusion of inspiration, Ciri first snorted, and then quickly calmed down.

It was a very gentle and gentle force, and it seemed to be vaguely able to feel the inclusiveness and guidance in it, even if it touched the blood force in the body, it would not conflict.

However, before Ciri could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that a small stream of blood power was wrapped in the foreign power, and it was withdrawn from his body little by little.

"Hiss———"

Ciri couldn't help but gasp.

It was like being put into a vein with a straw to draw blood, and it was the kind of blood that was being drawn very hard.

"Wait! Mr! ”

"Hum—"

Without waiting for Xili to organize, she saw a small ball of power spurting out of her body violently, and it was wrapped in a highly condensed spiritual machine, slowly appearing in front of Han Baiyi.

Ciri, who was suddenly drained of a piece of natal power, was suddenly surrounded by an irresistible feeling of weakness, and almost fell to the ground, barely standing up after being helped by Borchi.

Han Baiyi condensed the energy in front of him.

Pure white, viscous, chaotic.

It seems that you can see a faint fragment of time and space and a picture of fate from it, but in the blink of an eye, it seems that everything is just an illusion.

Han Baiyi tried to simulate it with the spiritual machine, but found that the gap was far away, the energy structure of the two was completely different, and there was always something missing in the spiritual machine.

'If you use this energy, can you connect the space of the Terra world?' ’

While thinking about it, Han Baiyi took a little bit of sporadic energy from it and sent it straight into the Terra world along his spiritual channel.

"Boom."

It's as if water droplets fall into the surface of the lake, causing ripples.

Han Baiyi suddenly felt an indescribable force reconnecting himself with the world of Terra along the spiritual machine, and his consciousness slowly sank into that world.

With the tugging of memories, the gaze turns.

At first, he looked down from the endless sky, and then quickly narrowed down to the most civilized city in the entire Terra world, Lentinium.

The frail Ciri softened, and just craned her neck to say something, but suddenly saw the color changes in the distant sky through the half-hidden wooden window of the tavern.

Borch...... Borch! ”

"Look! What is that? ”

The old golden dragon Borch just wanted to sort out the wording and ask Han Baiyi what he was playing, when he heard Cillillo's voice with some panic, and looked back at her with an inexplicable expression.

"Even God has seen it today, what is there to make a fuss about......"

The endless starry sky spreads and tumbles in a limited field of vision, from deserts, to oases, to cities, to gardens, pools, streets, and towering buildings......

Borch really didn't know what words to use to describe this kind of house, which looked like it was made of glass with hundreds of floors three or four meters high.

Glass...... Isn't that the use of countless sand and ultra-high temperature flames to refine such a small amount of precious alchemy materials?

Yes.

It's a temple!

This is the temple of the gentleman!

In the world over there, there are dozens or hundreds of such grandiose and legendary temples!

Strangely, however, the images in all of these frames are all static.

Eventually, the influence in the sky suddenly froze on a woman with loose blond hair, black clothes, and demonic white horns on her head, but her face was extremely dignified and beautiful.

"Buzz ———"

There was a faint concussion in the sky, as if some kind of rule had been broken, and the entire cloud sky seemed to be punctured in a small piece.

"Boom."

There was a muffled ringing in my ears.

The frail Ciri and the nearly sluggish Borch turned their heads in a daze, and saw the woman they had just met standing in the middle of the room.

Shining leaned in the direction of Han Baiyi and said in a language that Borch and the others did not understand:

"Mr. Bai."

"Excuse me, what are your commands?"