Here, there is nothing unnecessary except Wang He and the manager of fate.

There was no air, no water, and he even found that even his own heart stopped beating.

But he was not dead, and his body was still moving freely, and it was no problem to jump around.

"Don't worry, you're just stripped away from the original world intact. There is no time in the usual sense here, here you are immortal."

Wang He heard an indescribable message.

The ability of the manager of fate, everything it says and does is as incredible as a dream,

Wang He hesitated for a moment, and out of curiosity and some idea, he asked: "Can you ask, the rules you mentioned, the knowledge I have learned here, and the memories I have, be brought to the normal outside world?"

This is a test by Wang He.

If possible, it would be invincible. It is countless times stronger than the "cultivation space" that is many times faster in games and movies.

Because eternal life is a basic condition of endless strength and wisdom.

However, he has been completely stripped away from his connection with others. In this case, can memory be connected together?

Wang He believes that it is impossible.

However, inquiry is naturally necessary.

After hearing his question, the manager of fate looked at him and said, "It's great. It seems that you have the qualifications to adapt to the laws of fate."

"As you understand, when you come here, almost all your connections have been stripped away. It is impossible to bring them out, because everything in this field is isolated from that side."

"Even through me, you may still have an indirect relationship with them. However, you cannot act on them, and they cannot affect you. This relationship will not change."

"If you want to make rational use of this environment, you must follow my instructions. From now on, I will teach you part of the law of destiny. And it is the premise for finding the scepter of destiny."

"Only by knowing the laws can you leave here."

Its implication is very clear. If Wang He does not follow its instructions, he will never be able to leave here.

Compared with the previous field of fate, this place is already a completely different higher-level space.

Wang He was no longer interested in using the "Prayer of the World Tree" to take a gamble.

Everything goes to danger and is costly.

So, he chose to agree.

Seeing this, the manager of fate continued: "The understanding of the law of fate is a long process. I will remind you first that when you comprehend the law and return to the original space and open your eyes, you will find that you are still connected to the original path of fate, and nothing has changed. At that time, you will feel that you are having an unrememberable dream. You will forget it in a moment."

After it explained what was about to happen in the original area, Wang He saw this and asked more: "According to what you said, cognition is impossible to bring out. In this case, what is the point of me here trying hard to learn the laws of destiny?"

The manager of fate replied, "Don't forget that the law of fate is in my hands, and your understanding of it is always just the connection between you and me. You will soon understand this." Shortly after it finished saying this, Wang He began a long and extreme learning process.

What he came into contact with was a complex and complex system of fate

In this area without time statistics, Wang He spent a cycle of life.

No physical feelings like fatigue, hunger, etc.

Through tireless learning, experimentation and understanding, even the manager of destiny is increasingly acknowledging its adaptability.

It seemed to see the previous "special body" that had also been exposed to it before.

Although race, ability, personality and behavior are completely different, it and Wang He have a unique soul color.

I always have the ability to attract these old guys.

When the blank historical document is written, turn to the beginning page again.

Wang He was as if he was awakened from a dream. Those interrupted, divided, and stripped were all taken to the track again.

He found that the flow rate of time in the space he had stored was still slow.

He wasn't thrown back into his original body by the manager of fate. Nothing happened

Under such a question, Wang He deliberately looked around him.

For some reason, he suddenly felt familiar with the light spots and lights that appeared on him.

Although he still had no relevant knowledge, when he looked at his blank palm, he instinctively held his hands tightly in consciousness.

Although his palms were not really tightened, the originally untouchable light suddenly changed.

They transformed into bundles of fine silk threads as they were in essence, ignoring the flow of time and gathered on his palm.

"I have paid the deposit. Now it's your turn to respond to my commission. Try to call on the Scepter of Destiny, and you will find the only rope of destiny that belongs to it." The voice of the manager of destiny rang out in an instant.

Wang He was alert, but his intuition was telling him: It would be better to do what the other party said.

But at this moment, a greedy desire suddenly appeared in the bottom of my heart.

The scepter cherished by the administrator may have an unrivaled ability to own the owner

It seems to be telling.

But Wang He did not respond. What real value can an Eastern Scepter, who is completely unknown to him, have?

He abandoned the unsuccessful greed, and according to the other party's opinion, he began to call on the scepter of destiny in his heart.

Almost at the moment of calling, he felt himself being oppressed by an invisible weight.

Then, a golden silk thread suddenly floated from his tight palm.

It was like a living life, jumping up happily after hearing the call of his master.

A broken sound rang, and time returned to normal flow rate

Wang He almost instinctively grabbed the golden silk thread with his left hand and pulled it gently.

A pure white and pure scepter appeared in the air before him from nothingness.

"very good."

The moment the scepter appeared, it disappeared instantly.

Wang He also stopped.

And the devil's red light attack like a ray had already arrived in front of him.

In Wang He's hand, the shining octahedral flew up independently. He drove his autobiography three times in the air counterclockwise, and then a crack suddenly appeared.

Countless dark auras that were isolated from the light emerged from the cracks. They instantly swallowed the red light and then completely surrounded the octahedral.

It was completely isolated from the darkness of the abyss.
Chapter completed!