400046506 Chapter 510 The Legends' Changes

During this period, some legendary professions joined this resident. "The dark spirit mastered more and more faith power, and because she often used faith power to water the earth on a small face, this face became stronger. Countless souls came. Let the face expand slowly and firmly, and all this went so smoothly. As the face became stronger, countless mineral veins appeared on various planets and continents. More precious medicines and strange races began to be nurtured.

All this development made several female mages happy, but these joys gradually faded over time, because all young people born in this face not only had their qualifications decreased a lot, but it was much more difficult to learn various skills than before. In more than a thousand years, no professional was able to be promoted to the eighth level. And as time went by, more and more skills could not be mastered by these people, and Shaoke and others also found that some magic circles could not be used. All this confused everyone.

Fortunately, the strength of these legends did not decrease with time, which also made everyone feel relieved. As for the use of various spells, it is a simple thing for these legends. As long as they understand enough plane fluctuations, they can master new spells again. However, some of the casting techniques required them to slowly explore. However, Shaoko's will to death did not disappear in this event.

On this day, Shaoke was studying those new spells like other spellcasters. A harsh alarm suddenly came to the castle. "How could it be?" The mage released his mental power and asked the dark spirit. The other party paused for a moment, and then told him that the enemy had arrived at the garrison.

Seven or eight god clones intercepted the way forward at the station. They released information to let Shaoko and the others stop moving forward. "Everyone, we will not fight. You just need to hand over some magic materials and ores to continue to leave here smoothly. Otherwise, what awaits you will be endless war." A god clone said this. At this time, Shaoko was still studying spells in the room. Those god clones did not need him to solve them, because there were a large number of legends that were willing to do for him.

"You should know that there are at least one hundred legends in this castle. You will hand over your divine source, otherwise you will be made into a shameful zombie. A shameful zombie with thoughts will follow the legends to the outside of the garrison. Seeing the seven or eight divine clones in front of you, they are really not interested in fighting. They have encountered such things many times on the road, and some unlucky gods were used by everyone as test subjects. The other clones were killed and seized few of their divine sources.

"As a god, why should you get along with these beings? You should not belong here, but the beautiful kingdom of gods is your final destination. A clone exhorted Dark Ling'er so loudly, hoping to shake her confidence in fighting. Although he knew that this was not of much use, he still couldn't help but want to give it a try. His other companions had already begun to prepare for escape. After all, they were not stupid. When facing more than a hundred legends, they could not resist in any form with their strength alone.

The two breathing time passed, and when the An Ling'er saw that these divine clones were still not planning to hand over the divine source from the bow, she signaled the legends to attack them. As a result, there was no suspense, and the seven or eight divine clones were instantly killed. All the spoils belonged to these legends, which was also one of the rules formulated by Shaoke.

Not long after killing these divine clones, some people came here to attack the mages and the others. After repeated several times, Shaoke, who had been conducting spell research, was finally angry. "Destroy all the surfaces around me, and there are no surfaces around the road I want us to walk on. Even if it takes tens of millions of years to go home, I don't care." After making this decision, he first started the journey of plane destruction.

He used magic to break up a huge face, and countless creatures died when the face was broken. Although only a small part of those faces were obtained by the resident, the addition of these sources still allowed the faces to develop more quickly.

After seeing the mage make this decision, other existences also joined the action. Because many of the surrounding planes were occupied by those gods, the gods could quickly find them and intercept and attack them. Such repeated harassment and battles also made these legends angry.

Just as the decision made by the mage, countless faces were destroyed by everyone. When everyone returned to the face where Shaoke was born, they did not know how many faces they destroyed. Although they suffered countless attacks from gods during this period, the station was not damaged at all. Even though those gods were large in number and had a lot of strength, they did not have the ability to enter the station with strict protection. The void turbulence surrounding the castle, and I don’t know how many divine clones and real bodies of their lives had been swallowed.

"Is this our face?" Master Roman looked at Shaoko's face with a pale face and wondered: "I remember when we left. This face was not like this. I remember that there were many faces around me, why is there nothing now?" The old female director was trembling. The long years of traveling did not allow her to get many pieces. Time left traces on the female master's cheek for the first time. Some small wrinkles were sporadic around her eyes.

Shaoke touched the female mage's head, "Yes, this is the face we have left. The familiar feeling has not changed at all." While he was speaking, the legendary spell caster with his head embedded in the altar left the base and returned directly to his face. Over the long years, like Shaoke, he did not make much progress in improving his strength. The thirteenth floor altar is still the thirteenth floor altar, and they didn't know what caused this. The other legends hesitated for a moment, and finally followed the legendary legend to come to this face of Xiaoxin. At this time, there were already four or five hundred legends living in the face of the mage's base.

It was not long, just as Shaoko was talking to several female spellcasters, the legend of the head returned to the base again. "The situation was a bit bad, and there was no legend in each face. I think those powerful beings either lost their direction in the void or fell in that war. After saying that, he continued to add: "The legends who used to stay in this face have all lost their qualifications for legends and their strength has dropped to about the tenth level." After saying that, the legend found that Shaoko did not listen to him seriously. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he couldn't say anything now. He just nodded and returned to the face again.

"I thought of looking inside and seeing the female mage Roman whispering. The other female mages also had the same expression. Shaoke thought for a moment and agreed to their thoughts. After letting the clone of An Ling'er stay in the castle, he brought several female mages back to the face that had been away for tens of thousands of years.

The situation on the surface did not change much. It was just that the space was larger than before, and the powerful mental power that was spreading in the air almost disappeared. Some strange magic props were flying in the air. Shaoke and the others did not float in the air for a long time, and a huge magic prop flew to them.

"Are you guys from Yuiyi? In order to ensure the safety of this face, please come to this airship for a check!" An eighth-level warrior flew out of the airship and saluted the mage and said. However, Shaoke found that the airship contained some attacks similar to the power of the tenth-level magic. These energy targeted him, but there was no mental lock, which made him a little confused.

"I'm sorry, you should know that the lowly being is not qualified to talk to the high-ranking people." Shaoke glared at the other party dissatisfiedly. Given that he had just returned to his face, he did not entangle with the other party too much, but simply tore the space to lead the An Ling'er and the others to the fallen continent. In the air, he had already felt that a large number of professionals with more than ten levels gathered on this continent. The legend with the head embedded in the altar also came here with other legends. The mage wanted to find them to study the face of this era carefully.

"The situation in the plane is a bit bad. Many high-level existences have already fallen when defending this plane. Most of the remaining planes are those professions with less than one level of professions whose heads are embedded on the altar with a naughty face. No professions exist in the entire secret garrison. Even the gods who act as guilty and slaves have disappeared. It is obvious that they all fell in the war to defend the area.

Under the guidance of the abandonment of the head, Shaoke discovered that there was only a pool full of countless faith powers in this secret underground base. The legend casually took out a crystal of faith power condensed from it to play with it.

"A long time ago, I wanted to freely take out the crystals from here for use, but it was not until today." The legend of the head looked very unnatural. "Maybe they would be very happy when they knew it! After all, I had fulfilled my wish for tens of thousands of years and said that this legend suddenly started crying in a low voice. A powerful legend who had survived for unknown amounts of tens of thousands of years actually started to cry, which was something Shaoke had never thought of.

The mage thought about some comforting the other party and said, "I think the existences who participated in the war are now on the way back. Perhaps they have just lost their way temporarily. One day, Shaoke, who will come back, continued to add: "As long as we protect this pound, everything will be fine."

The legend waved his hand and signaled the mage to leave here first, and he wanted to stay here for some time. The mage had no other words to comfort the other party. He had to take the female mages to find a room in this underground station to rest. During the thousands of years of his journey, his strength did not increase much, which made him feel a little anxious. His strength could not be enhanced, and he could not use many spells. His combat power was greatly weakened. All this was not what he wanted to see, so after a while he arrived at the room, he immersed himself in the meditation space and began to practice.

The mage did not practice for a long time, and the legend of the head suddenly found him. "Mage Xueye, I think we are really in danger this time. A legend has died." After saying that, he looked at the shocked Shaoke and added: "It is natural death. His body is too old. When he died, his soul quickly turned into pieces and dissipated in the air. He said as he chanted a spell, and the magical level of the chaotic power was consumed with Yu Yi and Lang Shao.

But because the spell had just been formed, everyone had not found a suitable casting technique. Therefore, as a legend, chanting this low-level spell spell.

A spell chanted for three breaths. A transparent mirror appeared in front of the two. In the picture, a legend was sitting in the room holding a book to read. It didn't take long, and suddenly his young appearance began to grow old quickly, and countless wrinkles blocked his appearance. In less than three kilograms of breath, the legend died. Shaoke obviously saw seven golden soul fragments flying out of him, and then merged into the plane and disappeared. Under the rules of individual surfaces, these soul fragments will eventually form seven new creatures.

"There is no sign that he received the attack, everything is so natural." Shaoko muttered in a low voice.

The legend of the head nodded and continued, "There is one of his companions who came with him to this small face. The other party told us that the falling legend once participated in a Star Tomb War. He probably fell naturally because his strength declined. "After saying that he sighed, and then turned around and left the place without waiting for the mage to speak. A legend died because of the title of life, which made him feel very sad. Although he was not really sure that the other party died because his life ended. But this also put a lot of pressure on all those who knew about this matter. The basic understanding of the past collapsed suddenly.

After the other party left, Shaoke sat on the ground and could no longer get up. He never expected that a legend would fall due to a lifespan problem. If this was the case, the Roman mage who had already been downgraded to an eighth-level spell caster would have a lifespan of less. If the female mage was the same as that legend, he really didn't know what to do. As for his lifespan, he had never thought about it now.

After a long time, the mage finally calmed down. After he worked hard to sort out his robes and expressions, he found the room where Master Roman and the others lived. This room was very huge and did not have the wooden bed as it should be. However, several layers of thick blankets and animal skins were laid on the floor, so it was very comfortable to lie on and could be used as a bed.

Several female mages leaned on the pillow to work on Sun's affairs. Master Roman was watching a book, while the white-robed sutra master and the blue-robed female mage were lying on the writing platform to record some knowledge and experiments. As for the Anlinger and Mo Yuer, they were all busy in front of a cauldron constructed by a magic circle, and these medicines were used by Master Roman, and they could slowly replenish the injured soul of the female mage. As for the female mage of harp, she did not come here anymore. She had returned to the Ice and Snow Continent with her giant companions. She had left her hometown for many years, which made them very missed.

Shaoke's arrival surprised several female mages very much. After Lan Wei'er prepared a cup of clear water for the mage, she curled it happily on his legs and refused to leave. Mo Yu'er, who was beside her, looked at the cauldron that was boiling medicine in front of her, and then gritted her teeth and gave up this rare opportunity. After all, Master Roman needs these things very much now, and she cannot hurt her mother for some of her own selfish desires. This is also something that the dark spirit on the side does not allow.

"You're fine?" Master Liman moved his body for a while, then leaned on Shaoko's shoulder. The white-robed sutra master and the blue-robed female master were still busy recording things. Although they all discovered that Shaoko had arrived, they had no time to say hello to him now. Therefore, the free mage Roman came over.

"Just want to come here to see you." Shaoke touched Lan Weier's long hair. "What changes have happened to the family in her face now? Is it still no one who can become an eighth-level profession with the best medicines and cultivation methods?"

Master Roman shook his head. Because Lan Weier occupied the mage's arms, he had to lie down on his pillow again. "It's useless. Now I specially organized more than a thousand spell castings to summarize the various changes in each surface. We have now sorted out some effects of the newly generated drugs in the plane and their spell usage methods. If you have time, you should look at those things. Perhaps this will be helpful for you to master new legendary spells." After saying that, the female mage touched the pendant on her neck. This thing has accompanied her countless thoughts. At this time, she actually remembered everything with Shaoke when she was young.

Shaoke nodded, then hugged Lan Weier and quietly thought about his thoughts. "How is the progress of those bloody planets? I think there should be high-level professionals there."

"The situation is much worse than before." The female mage rubbed her head and explained to Shaoke. Because he and Shao paid attention to these things. "A long time ago, the number of professions among the descendants who gave birth to professionals on these two planets has decreased significantly, but among these descendants, all children with professional talents are very powerful. In just over a hundred years, they can become sixth-level or even seventh-level existences. If it weren't for the strange situation now, I believe most of them had already become eighth-level professions." The female mage briefly explained to him.
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