The demons in their prime began to re-study their own structure.
The era began to be divided into two races, the race without magic core and the race with magic core, each with the potential to reach the top.
Magic core species:
He is born with a magic core and has a speed of thirty-three times, but his potential is strong in the early stage and weak in the later stage...
Because one is born with a defective crystal nucleus, which limits his future. It is very difficult to break through the complete five senses and condense a complete crystal nucleus.
Non-magic core species:
Races from the old era are ten times faster. Their combat power is weak in the early stage, but they start to exert their strength in the later stage and condense the crystal core. It is relatively easy to break through.
Today's Abyss Central College is also known as the College of the Dead.
Necromancer is still the most popular discipline on this land.
Young wizards in their prime were walking in and out of the school gate, laughing and talking about love between lovers.
The door guards are two set giant skeleton knights, tall and powerful, with a suggestion box next to them.
When you enter the school gate, there is a central square.
There is a huge white bone statue standing on it.
It was a wizard, majestic and old, wearing a black robe, holding a white bone staff, and wearing a six-thorn bone crown on his head. There was a powerful spirit of a lion and an eagle in his old body, as if his pursuit was far away.
Above the sky.
On the base below the statue is a row of words:
Wharton, Emperor of the Dead, founder of the Central Academy of the Undead and ancestor of the undead.
Abyss calendar 0-7 years,
The first abyssal monarch on earth after the Age of Gods, he only reigned for seven years and ushered in a golden age. The golden powerhouses who condensed crystal cores became popular. His achievements were no less than those of the ancient creation gods, and he stood shoulder to shoulder with the creation gods with a mortal body.
god.
And in the college, in a classroom.
But there were unruly people quarreling.
In the discussion class, an unruly student spoke loudly:
"I don't think Wharton deserves such a great honor!"
"He is too weak and does not have the strength to surpass the times!"
"If he had the fighting power of a normal Abyss Emperor and suppressed the entire era by himself, how could the slave era have come about? How could he use his own life to open the door to truth and save the common people?"
The weakest in history will always be this monarch's weakness.
But the instructor above, his expression gradually turned cold, shouted: "You new generation students, have you ever thought about whether it is too ridiculous to measure the value of a life by strength?"
"If the monarch is just a reckless man with amazing fighting power, he will not be able to usher in this era. Wisdom is far more important than force."
"I know that several students in the class don't want to learn wisdom, knowledge theory courses, hate boring research, and only want to learn courses on force, brute force, and killing techniques. They actually claim that they want to be the strongest!?"
"Every time this happens, I get very angry and want to scold you in class: Arrogance and force can only suppress you for an era, but wisdom can be passed down through the ages."
"The Dead Skeleton Emperor promoted the slave period in the Crystal Seed Age, allowing greedy nobles to enslave the people. After discovering his mistakes in his later years, he used his life to make up for it, and devoted himself to the whole people. In comparison, if you have brute force, and What era can it lead?”
"Brute force can only teach you how to kill. Such monarchs and emperors will not be honored by future generations. Once their mission is completed, they will be lost in the long river of history. Only wisdom can lead to the path of truth and achieve eternal success." Lord of the Abyss!”
After saying that, the students were all silent and were scolded bloody.
What's more, I have strengthened my determination to become a wise man, study hard and accumulate knowledge.
After this lesson ended, many students walked out of the lecture theater and discussed in the corridor. Most of them lamented the complexity of this first mortal monarch in the history of the abyss.
....
No. 26, Old Street Michina.
Sylph Night Elf Academy.
Wharton opened his eyes in the room and looked at the strange world, "It's been seven years, it's been seven years... I'm actually back."
In reality, only more than three months have passed, but in another world, he has reigned for seven years. Perhaps the lifespan of hundreds of years is very short for the extraordinary race, and the king has only been on the throne for a few years...
But he has experienced a lot and endured a lot.
Outside, some students in this college and even a few other old people gave him a lot of help, so he could barely reach this level.
It can be regarded as the gathering of everyone’s wisdom.
A message from the little assistant of the magic badge reached my ears:
"We are sorting out the contribution points for the second-level student Wharton..."
"Promote the opening of the undead system development technology..."
"A total of one hundred and seventy-two results, should they be handed over to the academy?"
"Hand it in." Wharton pressed his forehead, feeling a little pain.
"You have received 70,000 contribution points. Do you want to redeem the catalog?"
"Let it go for now." Wharton sighed.
"The last chapter you set - "The Twilight of Bone Dragon Monarch Wharton" has been edited. It has consumed a total of 3 contribution points. Do you want to upload it?" the elf assistant asked again.
"One movie a month, wait a month before we talk."
Wharton thought to himself that this should be the last movie, and there would be no more in short supply.
After all, it's over for me.
The original intention is just to give people's awareness, but it has only reached this level now.
"It's time for me to take a break."
he thought.
During those seven years, he worked hard every day, endured tremendous pressure, felt tired and bitter, and consumed too much of his energy.
He even discovered that after the body in the other world died, the seven years he spent there were the seven years that actually consumed his lifespan!
The soul also has a lifespan, and the seven-year lifespan of the soul is truly gone.
Of course, the rewards are also extremely rich.
As a half-elf, I still have the experience accumulated over the past seven years, and I am slowly breaking through to the fifth awakening, a gold-level powerhouse.
Nowadays, when we look at the world, it is already 33 times faster.
From his own ultra-fast perspective, the surroundings were unimaginably slow.
It's like the Flash's perspective.
"I'm just a half-elf, and my lifespan is probably only half that, more than four hundred years...and thirty times less. In the eyes of ordinary people, I probably only have about ten years left to live, and I will die, right?"
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
But he knew that it was not a loss. In the eyes of outsiders, ten years was really a life span of more than four hundred years.
It's just that at this rate of lifespan, he is no longer a creature of the same world as "mortals".
They are too slow.
It is even impossible to communicate, including with students in the college.
It is completely conceivable that I will become very lonely in human society in the future.
"Extraordinary beings" and "mortals" are not in the same world at all, and even communication is laborious, like chatting with a deaf old man with Alzheimer's disease.
This may be the loneliness on the road to God, and it is destined to pay some price.
"You have died and re-entering another world requires 50,000 contribution points. Do you want to pay?" the elf assistant made a voice.
"Not Paying."
Wharton knows what level he is at. To reach this point has already drained all the strength on his side. If he goes in again, he will be a waste.
25,000 or 30,000 are exchanged for a bloodline potion. If you enter with 50,000, it is a money grab in comparison.
It has promoted a great era, and it will basically not be possible to achieve this level in the future. 70,000 contribution points can be said to be extremely precious.
"I'm going to take a break."
He sorted out his strength.
It seems that he is a gold-level expert with five senses, but he is a necromancer. Without a bone dragon and various skeleton babies, he is just an empty frame.
He looked at the exchange catalog for skeleton materials and recreated the skeleton dragon in reality.
The astronomical amount of money exchanged made him feel a little dizzy.
Very reluctant to give up.
"That's it, let's do it. In reality, it's more practical for wizards to use guns. They can exchange the materials for a skeleton knight to make one, which serves as the facade of this secret academy of human society."
He felt that he could only live in the high tower of the college from now on, and there would be a generational gap between him and other students, even other old men.
This is probably a side effect.
"I have to rest for a while." He lay on the bed.
...
"The so-called time traveler is nothing more than that."
When Li Qing saw this scene, he couldn't help but think deeply.
"Even the modern industrial technology that brings the earth now can only go so far. The weakest Emperor of the Abyss... can't expect a more powerful future extraordinary era. After completely surpassing the earth's civilization level, time travel
No one can produce any heroes who will lead the times.”
Now that the experience in dealing with these guys has been completely drained, you can put it aside in the future and don't pay too much attention to it.
It's not that Li Qing wants to kill the donkey.
After all, most of the time, natives are stronger and more useful.
The so-called time-travelers go to otherworldly worlds, and even higher worlds with gods... That is, they are proud of themselves in online articles, because the author gives them all kinds of golden fingers, otherwise they will beat the natives with their heads?
Put yourself in their shoes.
Do you really think that your IQ, abilities, and talents are stronger than billions or tens of billions of people in other worlds?
And Wharton, the time traveler, also has a golden finger.
The technology in modern society has its merits, so he developed a line of skeleton machines, and he could barely survive this era, but this golden finger was useless after one use.
