Heine went to the chamber and looked around at the former lords on the wall.

It's a pity that these buddies hanging on the wall can't help him.

He simply planted Quirkus's seedlings on the carpet above the circle.

Just as he was thinking about how to "plant a tree", the white seedling suddenly disappeared.

It turned into a streamer of light and burrowed under the carpet.

Heine hurriedly lifted the blanket.

Here's the "Holographic Magic Map" that George showed him back then.

Three-dimensional magical apparitions form a "miniature landscape" of the entire territory of Mykala, protected by a glass shell.

Heine had seen something similar in the hall of the Lion King's Trading House in the Silver Bazaar.

Until a second ago, he thought it was a "magic prop" that George's ancestors had worked so hard to get.

But now, he realizes that he was very wrong.

At this moment, on the map, right in the Lord's Palace, a silver oak tree is slowly growing.

Its glowing, web-like roots dug into the ground, quickly covering the entire town of Ebony and then extending toward the four corners.

Under Heine's stunned gaze, four bright roots connected the four circles in the corners.

At this time, the glass cover above the magic map had disappeared.

The oak tree in the picture is also gone, leaving only the intricate root system that covers the entire town of Ebonwood.

The secret room was filled with silver broken light, which could be seen clearly without opening the pupil of the dead.

Moreover, without him actively perceiving, he had already heard countless Yuan Spirits thanking him.

"Thank you~Thank you~Thank you~"

……

At the same moment, the Gitiller estate.

In the Floating City, Dylan and Linumu, who were arguing over an academic issue, were stunned in unison, and then ran to the terrace and looked in the direction of the Lord's Mansion.

The huge silver canopy of trees appeared like a mirage in the distant sky.

"Can you see the tree?" Dylan asked.

The Wood Elf nodded hesitantly.

"And these ...... in the air What is it? ”

"According to that guy's nomenclature, this is the meta-material, the dead primordial spirit." Dylan continued, "Strictly speaking, the remains left behind by the normal dead primordial spirits. ”

The two were silent.

In the eyes of the two of them, there were countless silver fragments of light floating towards the Lord's Mansion.

…

Rock Town.

Tuba was meditating, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The dwarven totem master walked out of the room excitedly, looking at the silver fragments flowing in the air, and muttered:

"The voice of the earth...... Came back......"

The Conu Tower hurried up to meet it.

"What did you say?"

"Don't you feel it? The silent earth sings, and even the wind carries joy......"

The tower's swarthy face was full of bewilderment.

What is singing? What joy?

…

The western stronghold of the Blighted Scars.

Gawain suddenly stopped the discussion and looked into the air with a frown.

"What's wrong?"

Catch the sheep asked.

He didn't feel it at all.

Gawain: "I don't know, but something seems to be converging on me......"

"Bugs! It's a bug! ”

A night elf soldier suddenly rushed up with a broomstick, and if it weren't for his lack of hostility, Gawain would have almost crashed into the air with a blast of holy light.

The elf who rushed over waved his broomstick, as if to stop the worm in his eyes from flying towards Gawain.

Todd immediately rushed over, trying to drag him away, and compensated Gawain as he went.

"Don't worry."

The sheep catcher stopped him.

He remembered the origin of the elf named Ganm.

Those three goods slipped away to the next copy last time, and it was this guy who rescued them.

Unlike other elves who were killed by Squidward's mining, this guy is so talented that he resisted soul extraction.

Now it seems that his talent is not just in resistance.

"What do you see?"

Catch the sheep asked.

"Bugs, sir."

Ganm replied dumbfounded.

"Many, many silver bugs are attacking this paladin!"

Catching sheep couldn't read elven language, so he looked at Todd.

Todd glanced at the frowning Gawain, quickly translated, and added:

"Don't listen to him, my lord, he often says that he can see insects, and there are some wilting marks floating black dust, and although the air here is clean, there are silver flying insects. This guy is stupid, and although he can read, he still can't speak the lingua franca. ”

Black dust, silver flying insects......

The more I listened to the sheep, the more frightened I became.

The more this description sounds, the more it resembles what Heine usually mentioned.

Could it be that this guy is a genius?

……

Chamber.

Heine sank his senses into the fishpond.

This time, Yuan Ling rushed to him with cheers, and the sound of thanks almost drowned him out.

Heine struggled to get rid of them, and finally came to the completely changed fishpond.

Maybe it shouldn't be called a fishpond now.

This white world is no longer empty.

It has undulating terrain, white ground and clearer skies.

There is also a lone oak tree, standing quietly in the wilderness.

Just like what he saw in the underworld.

The silver shattered light was like countless fireflies, converging towards the tree from all directions, and then a small river emerged under its root system, flowing in four different directions.

As for the bubble that was originally suspended in the air, it was like fruit from a tree.

At this moment, the feeling of being a Creator returned.

Heine once again felt omniscient, quietly overlooking a whole new world.

For him, it's like plasticine, which can be cut and kneaded at will.

As long as he is capable enough, he can turn it into any shape.

Previously, this feeling was only present on a separate circle.

Now, with the magic circle being connected, it has even been strengthened.

Heine's mind extended infinitely, and in an instant, he was connected to the other four magic circles.

It was four huge silver balls hanging in the air.

It was exactly the same "hub" he had seen at the two magical communication stations in the Blighted Trace.

Now it was clear to him that this was the "initialized" Yuan Spirit Array.

The original communication, summoning, primordial spirit printing, and gladiatorial arena have all returned to their original "material" form.

——One-click dismantling and returning of all consumables.

But don't worry about not being able to rebuild.

When Heine had mastered the use of each of the four circles, he had learned his solidified spiritism.

It's just that due to his personal strength, he has never been able to use them independently of the circle - he can only build bridges with his bare hands, and nothing else.

Although it is also unusable now, in the current state, it is not difficult to reproduce the circle.

Heine looked at the occupants of the Colosseum.

The gladiatorial arena is gone, and the model of the Green Leaf Court and the house that Nobita worked so hard to build are also gone.

They stared blankly at the unfamiliar scenery around them.

Only Lloyd's face was very exciting.

After all, he had been to the underworld.

The scene in front of me...... It's familiar...... But it's hard to say.

"Can I re-plan the ...... of the circle?"

Heine thought so, and the ubiquitous primordial spirits had begun to carry out his will.

As a guy who doesn't know how to build a house and has never lived in a matchbox when playing minecraft, he decisively recreated the Lord's Mansion one by one.

Soon, familiar buildings sprung up.

Then, the roads and trees extend outward, outlining a huge "gladiatorial circle" on the ground.

Heine only kept its basic structure—the part that allowed the soul body to appear.

This ensures that these souls can be found anywhere, not just in the original gladiatorial circle.

Yuan Ling began to work tirelessly, and the circle slowly spread outward with the lord's mansion as the center.

Heine deliberately controlled the speed, and he was feeling the drain of his mental power.

But soon, he found out that there was no consumption at all!

Is that right?

That's definitely not right!

Heine immediately halted the construction.

"Are you tired?" He asked Yuan Ling.

"Not tired ~ not tired ~ not tired ~ not tired ~"

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry~Not hungry~Not hungry~"

Strange......

Not tired or hungry, Yuan Ling is really a natural "perpetual motion creation particle"?

Heine had a flash of inspiration.

"You ...... Have you eaten it? ”

"Eat~Eat~Eat~Eat~"

Gan!

Heine immediately broke away from here and ran to the warehouse of the Lord's Palace.

(End of chapter)