In just one step, Han Baiyi and Xili directly crossed a distance of hundreds of kilometers, from the city of Vijma to the south of the Pontar River to the most famous city of freedom among the northern kingdoms.

- Novi Gree.

However, it is not so much about walking into the city as it is about going directly to the underground of Temple Island.

"Boom."

"Woohoo."

Ciri was careless, and his iron head slammed into the wall of the corridor beside him, making a very crisp sound.

It wasn't until she narrowed her eyes slightly that she could barely see the underground passage.

Damp and pitch black.

There seemed to be a few small candle braziers around, but because they passed directly through the space, and the air was not circulated, and the oxygen content was low, they couldn't even light a fire.

After reacting, Ciri didn't bother to speak, and immediately held her breath.

Although she is also a professional, professionals are also human beings, and they can also be poisoned.

Turning his head, seeing that Han Baiyi beside him still looked indifferent, Ciri stretched out his hand and just wanted to remind him, but his movements suddenly stiffened, and then silently withdrew his hand.

There are limits to man, but gods don't.

At least she can't see it.

Han Baiyi continued to go down the passage and saw the sealed door in front of him.

It was a locked door to the lab.

When Ciri saw Han Baiyi stop in front of the door, looking like he was looking for something, he leaned over to him, tilted his head, and looked at him strangely.

- She couldn't hold her breath anymore.

Han Baiyi seemed to have discovered Ciri's doubts, and answered casually:

"I remember when I scanned this place, it seemed like I saw a golem, but now it's gone."

Han Baiyi exuded his spiritual wit and looked around.

This is, of course, a lie.

He just remembered that when he was looking for the treasure of the Cat School in the game, there was a Golem boss in front of the door of the laboratory.

To be honest, he was still curious about what these monsters would become after changing worlds.

Ciri nodded, then pointed to his bulging cheeks, signaling to his own gods if there was a way to ventilate the place.

She couldn't breathe sulphur dioxide to survive.

Han Baiyi swept around and found no traces, and when he saw Xiri's appearance again, he casually hammered it into the air, and the invisible air suddenly struck away like a tornado.

With a bang, the boulder blocked at the end of the passage instantly shattered and turned into rubble.

A strong wind instantly swept around the two of them.

The secret cave was connected to the outside world, and a large amount of air suddenly poured in, and Xiri, who had been holding her breath, immediately felt that it was unobstructed.

"Whew-"

However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt the ground under her feet rise, and she was so startled that she immediately jumped down in three or two steps.

Han Baiyi stood motionless.

I saw that the stone pillar that rose from the ground first stagnated, then rose upwards from the middle, and made up the head with two clicks, and the side stones cracked and stretched out, with a thickness of weight, obviously arms, and finally legs stretched out from the bottom.

This set of flexible operation looks like a Transformer.

"Magic Net System Recognition ......"

"The difference from fixed imaging is more than 75%, and the ...... failed to pass the identification"

Han Baiyi watched its performance with great interest - this good golem, after the world level was raised, it looked like an artificial intelligence.

Ah, no.

It's an artificial retardation.

Without waiting for Han Baiyi to respond, after the golem finished judging on its own, it immediately straightened up, and a series of lilac magic cycles lit up between the cracks in the stones on the surface of its body.

"Preparing to clear ...... in energy storage"

As soon as the words fell, Ciri saw the god beside her raise his hand and look at his palm with a thoughtful look.

Han Baiyi lowered his head and thought.

The previous passionate collision with the little fire goddess not only made him understand some of the essence related to spiritual intelligence. At the same time, it also made him see the spiritual application of the little fire goddess.

Spiritual power, that is, divine power, that is, all things.

As long as your own will is enough to carry it, you can add any manifestation of power you want to it.

The followers of the Little Fire Goddess have gathered the concept of fire and burning with their spiritual power, and then she can make the spiritual machine extremely hot.

Case......

A faint aura rose from Han Baiyi's palm.

Ciri frowned at the golem in front of him, and then turned to look at his own god beside him—he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Start clearing."

The magic circuit on the golem's body suddenly increased to the extreme, and Ciri suddenly felt like a great enemy.

Then, I saw my own faith beside me stretching out a hand to the front with a flat expression.

"Bang."

It was obviously slapped in the air, but Ciri inexplicably heard a dull sound that seemed to be slapping on the iron plate of the table.

What made her even more stunned was that with Han Baiyi's palm as the center, there was a large pond ripple-like vibration mark extending out of the obviously blank mid-air.

Air resonates with matter, and in this small empty cave with nowhere to hide, the layers of air vibration seem to be compressed in a narrow pipe, and under the impetus of an explosion with spiritual power, it explodes violently in the direction in front of Han Baiyi's body.

"Bang-"

Ciri clutched her ears suddenly.

The violent shaking sound almost cracked her eardrums, even if she covered her ears.

Even so, the pinprick-like tinnitus still couldn't stop ringing in Ciri's head, and the sudden loud explosion made her lose her balance instantly, and she fell crookedly in the direction of Han Baiyi, and was about to fall into his arms.

"Plop."

Ciri fell to the ground.

Han Baiyi, who was still standing in place just now looking at the palm of his hand, took a step back.

Of course, he didn't mean to.

It's just an occasional gain.

Ciri lay at Han Baiyi's feet with a painful face, and after a long pause, she barely breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at her god with a resentful expression.

Compared to an existence like Han Baiyi, a mortal's body is so fragile - it can't even withstand too large a shock.

Just as Han Baiyi had thought before, the spirit machine itself was an almost omnipotent carrier, and this energy could be matched and fused with the energy of every world that Han Baiyi had seen himself.

And there are no sequelae.

No matter where you put it, it doesn't matter if it's a laboratory or an alchemy room, this kind of energy is a treasure.

Just now, Han Baiyi used his spirit to add a simple concept of 'vibration' to the spiritual machine.

Immediately after, that spiritual power reached several times more than the destructive power in the pure state.

Han Baiyi didn't even feel too hard.

This result really surprised him a little, he didn't expect that the influence of spiritual concepts on spiritual machines would be so great.

It's just that if you want to make perfect use of the inspiration, it seems that you still need to continue to dig deeper.

Han Baiyi was keenly aware that the use of spiritual power was more than that—even the little fire goddess had a very limited degree of utilization of this energy, let alone ordinary people who had just mastered the energy of spiritual energy in this world.

In addition, what made Han Baiyi even more puzzled was: In the wizarding world, why did the spirit machine, an energy that only gods can use, appear in ordinary people like them for no reason?

While thinking, Han Baiyi looked at his palm.

A faint aura rose from his palm.

Han Baiyi's gaze was far-reaching.

"This little thing, there's something about it."