When Herag held the World Scepter in his hand, he suddenly felt something he had never felt before.

He felt as if he was connected to the whole world.

When Herag closed his eyes, he could see every corner of the world and feel what was happening everywhere.

Not only that, but Herag felt a lot of things that he had never felt before.

That's the power of rules.

The power of rules is invisible, but ubiquitous, and the whole world is formed based on rules.

Herag opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to touch it in front of the empty body, it was the rules of space.

He could feel that he was completely wrapped in the rules of space, and he was already in the rules of space.

It's just that I haven't opened these "eyes" before, so I have never discovered the existence of this power.

Herag closed his eyes and once again savored the power of the rules that pervaded heaven and earth.

If he wanted to, he could make the clear sky cloudy again.

He can make a river change its direction slowly with a single thought, but it will take time.

This is the power of rules, and they are also limited by rules.

Herag couldn't let a tree take off into the air for no reason, because that wasn't the rule.

But he can whip up a gust of wind and let the force of the wind uproot the tree.

Everything is a rule, and rules are everywhere.

Herag enjoyed the moment, the feeling of being in control.

He really felt it at this moment, what is called a god.

Herag realizes that, at this moment, he is the will of the world here, and can accomplish what he wants by manipulating various rule forces.

"Deep Blue, record the whole process of what I see and hear now."

Herag knew that he couldn't control the World Scepter all the time, which was not something that he could have as a first-level wizard, so he asked Deep Blue to record all the processes first, so that he could review them later.

A thing of the level of the World Scepter is only a second-level witchcraft in itself.

But after seizing control of the world, its value can no longer be measured by second-level witchcraft.

He wouldn't ask for this kind of thing even if it was given to Herag, because he couldn't afford it, and he couldn't afford the pressure of this thing.

Herag has a clear position for himself, he doesn't have enough strength, and to have this kind of thing is to bring death to himself.

Being able to become the master of the world for a short period of time, and seeing and controlling the power of various rules is already the biggest gain.

For Herag now, that's the most important thing.

Time Rule ......

Herag opened his eyes, opened his palms, and looked between his fingers.

The rules of time, like the rules of space, are still ubiquitous.

In Herag's senses, these regular forces are fluid and in constant motion.

Herag tried to pause time around the world, but found that he couldn't.

After thinking about it, he understood that he only had control through the World Scepter, but his own strength was still too weak.

If you want to pause the world's time by manipulating the rules of time, you can theoretically do it, but you don't have enough strength to support it.

The pause time itself does not belong to the operating rules of the world, and if you want to pause, you need to have enough strength to mobilize the rules, and now he can only feel, see, and use the rules to a very small extent through the world scepter.

When Herag understood this, he did not try to stop time, lest he accidentally drain himself.

He was only a first-level wizard now, and there was no way he could have the strength to support this level of rule invocation.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew.

He didn't use any spells now, he just used the most basic rule power, and he didn't need to invest his magic to invoke the rules.

Herag then threw some magic into the World Scepter, trying to summon the clouds and thunder that had just begun.

As a result, as soon as this thought was moved, the magic power was frantically absorbed by the World Scepter like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Herag hurriedly stopped the action, and the outpouring of magic energy stopped.

He looked up and saw that there were already many dark clouds in the sky, and it looked like it was about to start raining.

"36% mana remaining."

Herag looked at the rest of his mana, sweating on his head.

In just a moment, he used more than half of the magic power on his body.

If things like clouds and thunder were to operate normally according to the rules of the world, they wouldn't consume so much mana.

But now that the sky is clear, and if Herag wants to turn into a heavy rainstorm, he naturally needs to invest his own energy.

Through this experiment, Herag also roughly knew the range in which he could invoke the power of the rules.

To put it simply, he can't change the rules of the world to a great extent.

If you want to force a change, you have to have enough energy to put in it.

At this time, Herag also understood why the will of the world could not directly kill those invaders who came in through the spatial passage.

Because it does not conform to the rules, the will of the world does not have the means to directly kill the invaders, but can only indirectly drive out the invaders by cultivating the children of the plane.

Just as Herag was feeling the power of the rules, he found that many wizards had already arrived.

Among these wizards was one of whom Herag did not want to see, and that was Medel.

Medel looked gloomily at Herag, who was floating in mid-air, holding the World Scepter in his hand.

He was in a very bad mood right now, and all the wizards present knew what it meant when they saw this.

None of them could have imagined that Herag would be able to seize control of the world in such a short period of time, and that they would all lose.

Now, as long as Herag activates the teleportation ring and returns to the wizarding plane, it will be a victory for Thrantil.

Medel squeezed out a barely sunny smile, came down and said to Herag, "Congratulations, Mr. Helag, I didn't expect you to really succeed." ”

"Thanks for the compliment, it's just luck." Hellag said.

He didn't rush to activate the teleportation ring and leave, because he was thinking about a problem.

That is, whether to directly kill Medel and avoid future troubles.

But the problem is that there are so many people here that I can't kill them all.

Medel smiled, "Mr. Herag, how about we talk about a deal." You give me the scepter of the world, and I promise you that you will never lack any resources in the future. With our Taylor family as the backing, it is enough for you to practice with peace of mind. Whether it's wealth, power, or strength, I can give it to you. All I need is that little scepter of the world. (End of chapter)