In the wee hours of the morning, Xiuge opened his eyes in the room of the Legislative Committee's residence.

The moment he awoke, an extremely psychedelic color violently stirred up in his eyes, and unlike the abyssal mist given by the messenger in the mirror, this color flowed directly into Xiuge's eyes, as if his eyes had become some kind of container capable of holding a multicolored psychedelic liquid.

At the same time, there was also a strange scene inside the closed room where Xiuge was located.

Under the influence of the strange power brought by the Roots of Fate, all the furnishings and things in the room seem to be in a state of constant distortion and change, and everything seems to be dragged into a hazy illusion.

In the last moment, the bookshelves in the room, which were still neat, suddenly became dilapidated, the books were scattered on the floor, the dust accumulated wantonly, and the magic crystals that were originally embedded in the bookshelves, and the magic crystals used to protect these books were completely dimmed because the magic power was exhausted, and many of the books were molded or eaten by moths.

The desk had collapsed, and everything on it was scattered to the ground, one of the merlins and the cloth ornament had become so gray that it was almost impossible to distinguish.

However, these are only microcosms of these illusions.

Under the "calculation" brought by the power of the root of fate, everything here has obviously finally come to a dilapidated end, and the traces of human activities have completely disappeared from here, and this place is no longer inhabited and maintained.

Shuge's gaze swept around the room shrouded in illusions, and then he blinked slightly, and the psychedelic colors that gathered inside the pupils immediately disappeared, and the scene in the room immediately returned to its original state.

Then he got up from his bed and stood silently in the center of the room.

Up to now, among the many abilities and creations that Xiuge has obtained from the dream shelter, the Destiny Root Clan is obviously an extremely special one, and its particularity is even more special than that of the Mirror Messenger who has been seriously "bound" and "associated" with Xiuge.

At the moment of gaining the power of the Root of Destiny, Xiuge's spiritual world and the metal disc that was the carrier of his power ushered in an astonishing transformation.

Now, Shuge can confirm that his mental tenacity and his magic stock have been greatly expanded.

If the traditional caster division system is used to make a comparison, then Xiuge feels that his current state is probably in a state that is extremely close to the level of a river valley or a lake, and he can feel that the magic in his body is flowing in an extremely turbulent state - it is definitely not a "stream" flowing in the mountains, but more like a river formed by the convergence of countless streams, and now, this river is constantly moving forward on the endless plain.

Xiuge raised his palm, and a simple illumination magic ball of light appeared in his palm, and as Xiuge's mind changed, the ball of light was constantly kneaded into such and such strange shapes.

The abundance of mana and the drastic increase in its stock can often bring amazing benefits to the caster, the most obvious of which is the increased ability to manipulate magic.

So Xiuge thought about it slightly, immediately extinguished the magic light ball in his hand, and began to cast a stream-level magic, and the next moment, a hot, human-sized fireball appeared above Xiuge's palm, and as Xiuge began to adjust the details in the magic model, the shape of the fireball itself began to change, under his manipulation, this fireball was directly stretched by him into the shape of a demon-strangling silver sword.

"In this way, my magical state has indeed reached a critical state...... So what I have to do next is to decide on my subsequent development direction, right? ”

Shuge waved his palm, dispelling the dangerous flame blade, and he pondered, "So, should I accumulate the surging rivers of magic into lakes and become a lake-level scholar like Wei Lin, or should I let it continue to flow and become a utilitarian river valley-level mage with the high-end use of magic power?" ”

It's not a simple matter.

According to Wei Lin, becoming a valley or lake-level mage not only requires completing the assessment of the official mage body, but also needs to complete a new round of magic inscription rituals with the help of other mages, the former is actually a process used to verify qualifications and determine whether the candidate is suitable, and the latter is the real key.

Inscription ceremonies conducted by the Legislature or Council not only allow a mage to permanently remember and master complex and advanced magic, but also permanently alter and affect the mana circuits of the recipient's body.

Whether it is good at accumulation and research, or good at use and efficiency, the root of it lies in this.

"Unfortunately, there are probably not enough resources and manpower in Salem City to help me really move to the next stage...... However, compared to before, my strength has finally increased significantly. ”

Shuge moved his body slightly, and just standing here, he could feel the magic around him constantly absorbing the magic from his body, and this feeling of fullness made him feel uplifted and satisfied.

After feeling the magical state in his body for a moment, Xiuge shifted his attention to the metal disc.

As Theseus said before, the actual state of Xiuge is far from reaching the state of opening a new layer of rings, so now, this new area forcibly opened up by the Roots of Destiny is completely different from the internal rings that were previously occupied by ancient creations such as Kalon's Touch and the Rat of Madness, as part of the mechanical structure of the metal disc, its rotation speed is obviously much slower, and when it rotates, the lines on its surface are also a little dull, only the groove occupied by the Roots of Destiny appears brighter.

"The invisible Lord of Destiny comes into the world, and wherever its power comes, roots grow...... When the roots are prosperous, the gods know everything and know everything. ”

Shuge quietly reflected on the reminder he had received when he had gained the power of the Root of Destiny.

It seems to reveal the truth that those ugly, twisted, but highly intelligent, and bizarre creatures that have formed a stable social structure are in fact the families of the "gods of fate".

Of course, there is no way to know for sure that the "god of fate" in this sentence refers to Theseus.

Nor was he sure whether the concept of "fate" had any meaning for the ancient gods of the Lost Age.

Shug set his eyes on the metal groove where the Roots of Destiny dwelled, the world inside the groove was very wide, and here, Xiug saw a calm water that seemed to be very clean and beautiful, where strange ancient plants grew, and the lake water was peaceful and clear.

However, Xiuge knew that in this lake, there were countless strange beings that could make intelligent beings fearful.

Feeling the spirit of Xiuge, there were immediately ripples on the surface of the lake, and immediately afterward, a large number of narrow figures came out from under these water surfaces, as if there were countless snakes rushing out of the water at the same time.

Not long after "occupying" into his new abode, these roots of fate had begun to grow and multiply under the nourishment of Xiuge's magic, and with their appearance, Xiuge saw that the color of the entire lake began to change from the original blue to the chaotic, vivid, and brilliant psychedelic direction, and in a few seconds, the world within the groove was rendered by them into a distorted and strange appearance.

Now, the power and abilities possessed by the Roots of Destiny have been actively transmitted to Xiuge's mind by them.

Completely different from the "main combat power" among the Clans such as Charon's Touch and the Running Rat, the Roots of Destiny are actually very weak in their frontal combat, as they have previously shown in the Dream Shelter, and the way they reproduce and capture prey mainly depends on the creation of illusions and the guidance of emotions and reason.

The highly corrosive acid, the ugly and hideous appearance, and the harsh environment they inhabit are all important means that they use to protect themselves and their communities.

Through the information provided by the Roots of Fate, Hug learned that these creatures would even create bunkers and traps to protect their habitats, and that they could even create fake settlements in imitation of other races for large-scale hunting, luring their prey into the bait and dragging them into illusion and despair when their vigilance was at their weakest.

And this is also the key ability given by the Roots of Destiny.

"The creation of illusions, and...... The deduction of fate? ”

Xiuge muttered to himself with some confusion.

Then he tried to mobilize his magic, and in the next moment, a "cluster" of fateful roots appeared in the center of the room, just like Shuge had seen before, these roots belonged to the same family, and their ends were connected to a barrel-shaped strange organ, but now, neither the roots themselves nor their shared vital organs were in a faintly translucent state, and there was no disgusting smell in the air.

In fact, the smell that Shuge had smelled in the shelter before was itself part of the illusion created by the roots.

"Click...... Click......"

A thicker tendril, the head of the entire family, slowly twisted over, revealing its silhouette and shape, hiding its dangerous mouthparts, hanging its head and body, and making a distinctly submissive gesture towards Shuge.

At the same time, a clear and accurate message is transmitted through a magical connection between the two parties.

"Greetings, great host."

Shuge could even feel the extremely professional and humble tone of the other party from this message.

He looked at the tentacle in front of him, and then asked himself a straightforward question: "Since you call me master, tell me what you can do for me?" ”

If it was the Running Rat who received this question, I am afraid that it would have already begun to crouch in place and start burning its brain, but the Leader of the Root of Destiny reacted extremely quickly, and almost in the next moment, its response was accurately transmitted into Xiuge's brain through the magic connection.

"Today, our race is limited in size, so the truth about our fate that can be revealed to you is limited...... But if you need it, we will do our best to show you more signs for your reference, and if you encounter an enemy, we can also help you create a battlefield that is absolutely beneficial to you......"

"Creating a battlefield? Demonstrate it to me. ”

The leader of the root beards still bowed his head: "Do as you are told, master...... But allow us to offend your emotions and memories a little, and borrow some of your power. ”

"Yes." , Xiuge nodded slightly.

So, the moment he received Xiuge's consent, the leader of the Roots of Fate immediately raised his body, and it quickly conveyed the order from Xiuge to his kindred, so the roots connected to the same organ immediately writhed violently, and Xiuge's own magic power immediately began to consume.

The brilliant colors of the psychedelia once again blindfolded Xiuge's eyes, and Xiuge saw that under the manipulation and manipulation of the roots of fate, the magic in the air was quickly built into a rigorous model without the slightest flaw or loophole, it was so solid and perfect that there was no trace of magic leaking out at all.

The rigorous magic model immediately kicked in, and the false illusions that had appeared before once again covered the room, but this time, instead of being the result of a deduction of the future and fate, they were a different one.

Xiuge's eyes widened, and his mouth couldn't help but open.

He saw that the walls of the room had been transformed into solid metal, and the positions of the bookshelves and desks had been rapidly transformed into extremely sophisticated and complex instruments, and the light bulbs on them were constantly flickering with strange brilliance, and in front of Xiuge, there was an additional metal console.

Perhaps because Xiuge only had a vague impression of these things, there was no clear text next to the buttons on the console, but on the left side of the console, there was a large red launch button covered by a glass cover, and there was a bright warning sign on the glass cover.

On the other wall, there are all kinds of familiar guns and weapons, and below, there are piles of all kinds of necessary daily necessities.

Although he had long known that this was just a false illusion that had been transformed, Xiuge's eyebrows couldn't help but twitch twice, and he asked, "Is this ...... What's this? ”

"Master, by reading some of your memories and emotions, we believe that such a scenario is the most likely to make you feel safe and help you hunt your prey and opponents...... I wonder if you're satisfied? ”

Hearing this answer, Xiuge turned his head and glanced around the sturdy room, which was obviously stitched together between the shelter and the missile launch pad, and nodded with a smile: "Satisfied, satisfied......"

(End of chapter)