Alka they lived inside the small estate.

It was nearly night.

Everyone watched as Bororo had mastered the treasure, and they went to rest.

Arka came to the courtyard alone.

Sit on a stone bench next to you, prop up the stone table above with your left hand, and stretch out your right hand.

A shiny blue gem flew out of his hand, the size of a normal adult's head.

It is the heart of Vastwa.

Or it's called a small world, or a pocket world.

After all, there were no Vastovas in it, and everything that was left of Vastova in it was brought out by them. And the former Vastwa people have also settled here.

The City of Return was created to represent their return.

Naturally, Arka changed the name of this treasure.

It's a good fit for the ability of this treasure itself, isn't it?

Small world.

With a slight squeeze of the palm, the huge gem immediately shrank and disappeared into the palm.

Only a faint blue dot of light remained on his right index finger.

The index finger slid lightly against the air in front of him, and a crack in the space of air was sliced.

Arka walked in.

The once pale and dead earth is long gone, and the ground is covered with lush green grass.

The endless grassland, spreading to the end of the horizon.

The scene here is as if Arka had seen it in the bubbles of his dreams in the earliest days.

The earth, full of vitality and magic, naturally comes from the handiwork of the Stonehoof clan.

For a few years, the Stonehoof have been idle, and through their control of the land, coupled with the surging magic instilled by Arka, they have repaired the land of this world.

Finally, the world has returned to what it should be.

Tread on this meadow.

Arka walked silently.

In this world that belongs to him, he could have traveled directly to his destination.

But he's not in a hurry now.

Walking slowly allows him to appreciate the changes and tranquility of the world.

This is also the process of mastering this treasure, understanding it deeply, and becoming one with him.

Arka closed his eyes.

As he walked, the clothes on his body gradually dissipated, leaving only the lightest shirt and shorts.

Even the shoes under his feet have faded, and he is barefoot on the grass.

A breeze blows.

This is something that the world never had.

With a slight skimming over the small hills not far ahead.

Arka stood on the hill of the steppe, looking into the distance.

There was a large area of fertile brown land, surrounded by strange trees and stone pillars rising from the sky.

Since Arka controls the world and controls some plants to grow in the world with the help of Martlisha, it is only natural that the elements of life fill the world.

Originally, it was only an area with pure earth elements, but now it also has life elements.

The earth element is the main element, supplemented by the element of life, and it has become the most suitable area for the survival of the Stonehoof clan.

And what he saw now was the residence of the Stonehoof clan, that is, the Stone Forest.

"Friend, you're here." The Great Elder appeared next to Arka at some point, looked at him and said.

Although it is strange for the elders to call Arka a friend due to the large age gap between the two, this is already the most revered name for Arka by elemental creatures.

Meaning can be seen as a friend of the elements.

After getting through the initial unaccustomation, Arka had now accepted the somewhat awkward title and nodded.

"Of course I have to attend something so important to you." As he spoke, Arka smiled and walked towards the stone forest with the Great Elder.

At this time, a grand festival is being held in the stone forest.

The thick earth element caused brown balls of light to flicker around it, floating in all directions.

It looks unusually heavy.

Seeing Alka's arrival, the surrounding half-elemental creatures all nodded respectfully.

All the way to the center of the stone forest.

It was a huge stone pillar covered with patterns and totems.

At this time, there are hundreds of smooth pebble-like stone eggs floating on top of the stone pillars.

But if you look closely, you can see it.

The surface of some of the eggs has become rough, and it is no longer as smooth as it once was.

The roughness of the surface represents the growth of life that is conceived inside.

The Great Elder who had been walking with Arka swept past Arka and walked under the stone pillar.

After walking up, there was a silent fluctuation.

He was performing the ritual prayer and the praise of the ceremony.

Arka was able to understand what they meant by the contract.

The reason why he came to this ceremony is that it is important.

It's because it's been more than 800 years.

The Rockhoof are finally about to have a new life.

The fluctuations quickly disappeared, and there was little to say to these elemental creatures.

The Great Elder began to hook the earth elements around him.

Soon, the stone egg, which had the roughest surface and was almost covered with all kinds of raised patterns, floated down.

Arka looked at the rock chassis holding the stone egg, which he recognized.

Of course, the appearance of this egg is very different from what it once was, but he recognizes the chassis it was held.

It has a very obvious bull's head mark on it.

This is...... The core of the Rock Horn Brothers.

Not all of the stone eggs floating on it have this core, only a few of them do.

Most of the others are made by polymerizing the hooked elements and very pure elemental materials.

There are also some cumbersome rituals, and Arka doesn't understand it very well.

Anyway, there are nearly 100 stone eggs floating here, and it is said that it will take 500 years to slowly hatch one by one.

This is also the limit of what their tribe can bring.

For these semi-elements, the development of each offspring is very important.

If you look closely, it seems that the surface of each egg that was previously turned into a core is the roughest.

In other words, if you use the core to nurture new life, it is very easy to grow.

Maybe the talent will be even better.

Of all the cores at that time, the core of the Iwakaku brother was the largest and probably the strongest in his lifetime.

The Great Elder held the egg tray on the stone tray and put it down.

As the orange-red light that enveloped it disappeared, the stone egg began to transform as if it had broken away from its mother's embrace.

This is completely different from what Alka thought.

He involuntarily let a mirror float beside him to record the scene.

The so-called stone egg is only a façade, and it will not break out of the shell of the egg like those oviparous creatures in the outside world.

It's the whole one that fuses and changes with the tray below, but I didn't expect that even the tray held below is a part of the new life?

It's like a lump of dirt shaping it.

A small minotaur emerges.

It's only about a meter in size.

Arka looked at the half-elemental creature of the newborn Stonehoof Clan, also in the form of a minotaur.

The one-meter-tall body leads to the proportions of the entire Minotaur, which is very much like a cartoon character in anime.

Very ...... Characteristic.

Somewhat similar to a three-headed body.

It's very cute to look at.

Invisible fluctuations come out.

Born with the ability to communicate in a language.

He's calling.

The two of them walked out, and the minotaur appearance of the tribe was unique.

Straight in front of the newborn.

And the newborn half-elemental creature jumped into their arms.

Behaved very intimately.

With the birth of half-elemental beings, this ritual is also beginning to come to an end.

Alka has been watching the whole thing on the side.

After the birth of that half-elemental creature, its strength was at a stage.

And it shows an innate ability to manipulate the elements.

It can only be said that it is worthy of such a racial talent.

After bidding farewell to the Great Elder, Arka left the Stone Forest.

After thinking about it, he didn't rush out, but walked to the other side.

It's not far from the Stone Forest.

That is, where their neighbors are.

It's called the Wraith Mine.

Arka's new name for the chunk of dirt they had dug in earlier.

Before he got closer, he could see ghosts wandering across the grassland.

The ghost looked at Arka and looked very sluggish. Then he walked away silently.

Sluggish ghosts like this are everywhere, as they get closer and closer to the Ghost Mine. The number is getting bigger and bigger.

The strength of these spirits varies, ranging from stage one to stage four.

But it can be seen that they are no longer evil spirits with an extreme hatred of living creatures as they once were.

Even the horrific appearance of the distorted soul has become a normal soul, most of which only have the lower half of the body or resemble smoke, or can condense illusory legs.

See hills of different colors in the distance.

From there, you can see the area that used to be vibrant, but it has become lifeless. A dark aura surrounds it.

But it's dark, but it's not evil.

After all, it was a normal dark atmosphere, but it was bound there by the Arka gathering, making it dark and more suitable for ghost survival.

And you can see that there is a white soft beam of light illuminating it. It was the moonlight that Arka had borrowed from Shadetti.

I have to say that Xia Daiti's moonlight is still very good for these normal souls.

It can stabilize the negative emotions in their souls.

I walked while thinking about it.

I saw Lumina at the edge.

At this point, Lumina seemed to be checking something with his teacher and Clara around a sluggish ghost.

Sensing something, Clara saw Alcalá pull Lumina's soul dress.

Lumina and the old man next to her looked at Arka and stopped what they were doing, and Arka walked over.

The sluggish soul, looking at the crowd, staggered away.

"How?" Alka asked.

Hearing Arka's question, Lumina shook her head regretfully, "Although these evil spirits have returned to their original soul form. But they had been soaked in the breath of the abyss for a long time, and the memories in their souls had almost long since dissipated with their madness.

Only a handful of slightly stronger, or determined, spirits still have memories, but only scattered fragments remain.

They're like ...... right now Like a vegetative person who has lost all his memories, he wanders by the instinct of his soul. ”

Although they were no longer impregnated by the abyssal aura, these souls returned to their original state.

But the only difference between the evil spirits of the present and the evil spirits of the past may be to become calm, to become self-sufficient.

And now Lumina, they spend most of their time studying these souls that have returned to their original state.

Trying to get them back to their memories or at least to be able to grow and learn again like children, and become like normal souls, instead of being muddy.

It's like the ghost path depicted in the books. Wandering aimlessly.

"By the way, how are the latest batch of Soul Dolls used?" Alka asked.

After all, the former ghost dolls were basically custom-made for Lucilia.

Customized things and batch things must have a certain technical incompatibility.

So over the years, Alka has also undergone certain modifications, at least to become in line with the masses.

Hearing such a question, Lumina nodded and smiled with a rare smile on her face: "Very suitable for Your Majesty, basically able to match everyone, maintain the most basic 80%."

And the new features that have been added are weird, but they're useful for everyone. ”

Hearing such a match, Arka finally nodded. At least a basic match, which won't distort people's souls.

In other words, the time for distortion is infinitely extended.

And in this world, they only enter the Wraith puppet when they need it to experience the life they once forgotten.

Such as eating and drinking.

As for the sleep of the soul, who is Arka? But the dead of dreams, even if they are souls, Arka can make them fall asleep through special means.

With the Ghost Dolls, these former ghost states have gradually become stable and returned, and they still seem to be human.

As for the latter paragraph, Arka selectively ignored it.

"You guys are busy, if you have any needs, you can tell me, I will consider it at my discretion." Arka said as he prepared to leave the place.

At this time, the old man next to him, Lumina's teacher, came and handed him a booklet.

"It's the feedback and opinions that have been collected."

Look at this booklet. Arka tried his best not to change his expression, smiled and put it away, and then immediately left the place.

Soon they came to a vast grassland, where there were no people.

It's also very far away from the only two gathering places in the small world.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the slightly brighter light in the sky became a little darker.

Too bright and interferes with his thinking.

It's six stages.

Mirrors emerge from his body, followed by pink crystal balls, silver coins. The essence of a small world. Six cards of different colors.

These are his treasures, which surround him.

Six phases.

At this stage, you can start to master the Wand-level treasures perfectly. It is also from this stage that he has the qualification to master crown-level treasures.

Just at the sixth stage, Alka can mix 4 elements, and he can't achieve such an ability in the fifth stage.

This is a necessary requirement.

With practice, throughout the six stages, Arka can gradually integrate the six attributes together perfectly.

In addition, the ability to perfectly control two scepter-level treasures makes a total of 5 treasures. They can almost adapt to each other to achieve different results.

Thinking of this, Arka closed his eyes, leaving only six elemental cards by his side.

The elemental cards exuded their respective elemental aura and floated into the air, and under Alka's control, six entrances to the outside appeared.

And the whole world began to change in some way.

A large amount of magic was inhaled, and then transformed into six different elements, which began to gather and disperse throughout the world.

With easier control over the world, Arka began to deliberately bring these elements together in different places.

The whole land of the small world is a green meadow, which is too monotonous.

It's time for revisions.

At the corner of the edge of the earth, a towering mountain peak, jutting into the sky.

Above the peak, a stream of water bubbled up. A large amount of water converges into a majestic waterfall and begins to fall. These streams will converge and then meander across the land.

It will come together into lakes and rivers that will bring life to the world.

There is no need to be afraid that these converging water elements will gather in the area where the stone forest is located, because it has long been isolated from other elements.

Flowing water will add more luster to the world.

There are also mountain peaks protruding, one after another. Snow fell, and the surrounding depressions formed lakes, which were then frozen into ice.

The cold wind howls and blows the wind here, and the snow forms and a cold area.

The wind howls and blows across the world.

A hot and dry temperature began to fill the air, and the temperature here was no longer static.

Lightning thundered, but there were no dark clouds, and no white clouds drifted.

Compared to the normal world, it is still somewhat lacking.

Perhaps Urullius can add more clouds to the world and speed up the process of world recovery.

There is still a long way to go to fully restore this actual world.

However, Arka himself did not think about restoring the world to the exact same state as it was outside.

The six entrances dissipated, and the six elemental cards returned to his body.

Mirrors emerge.

Arka sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, his entire body turned upside down, as if he had fallen into the water, and entered the opposite world.

The reversed body enters the opposite world.

This is a mirrored world that spreads throughout the small world, and the world outside is the same size.

It's equivalent to doubling the area of the world, but it's the opposite after all, and it's different from the real world.

And this mirrored world is strange, with clouds and mist of all colors drifting and distorting colors.

It's like a scene in a dream.

This place was transformed into a dream by Arka early on.

In this world, dreams and reality are firmly bound together, with only a solid layer of glass between them.

Reality and dreams are not as far away as reality.

After all, this is his world.

And in the dream of this small world.

A treasure trove of floating.

(End of chapter)