Walking out of the Emerald Tower and arriving at the door of the central hall, Adil quietly raised his head and looked at the solemn and huge portal in front of him.
The huge portal in front of you is golden, with some emerald brilliance. In the portal, a great secret about the flow of the universe and the birth and death of the world is quietly turning, and it looks as majestic as the entire world.
This is the Emerald Gate, one of the true foundations on which the Emerald Tower was founded, also known as the Gate of the World.
"I have seen the door to the world many times in the classics, and I have never forgotten it. Now I finally see it... 1"
Looking at the huge portal more than ten meters high in front of him, and feeling the huge power of the birth and death of the world, Adil could not help but whisper and let out a heartfelt sigh.
If there is a World Gate, there must be a World Stone, which serves as the basis for the construction of the World Gate.
If Adir in the past saw the huge World Gate in front of him, his first reaction would be to find a way to seize the World Stone in it and absorb the energy within it for his own use.
However, at his current level and with some world power, Adil no longer needs to worry.
With the opening up of multiple worlds, through the ability to travel through the body, a large amount of world energy is transmitted to Adil along the many worlds at every moment.
And as Adir affects more and more worlds in the future, this accumulation speed will continue to accelerate.
With such conditions, Adier at this moment only needs to settle down peacefully and does not need to make extravagant problems like he did when he was weak.
"How about it? Seeing the Gate of the World for the first time, doesn't it feel very spectacular?"
Behind him, hearty laughter came from behind.
Adil turned around and saw at the end of the corridor behind him, Kuru, dressed in black robes and holding a long sword in his hand, walking from there, looking at him with a smile.
"It's really spectacular. I've never seen anything like this before in my hometown."
Looking at Kuru walking behind him, Adil nodded and sighed sincerely.
It has been five years since I joined the Emerald Tower. During this process, Adil has also told me about his origins.
Apart from concealing his ability to travel and how to obtain his bloodline, there was nothing else he could not say, so he told everything truthfully and told the truth about the existence of the Meissen area.
"Things like the World Gate are not available everywhere, even in the High Domain."
Looking at the World Gate in front of him, Kulu's eyes showed some complicated expressions: "In the entire Silver Territory, this is the only World Gate, and it is also the last hope of our elves."
Standing aside and listening to Kuru's words quietly, Adil nodded and agreed.
The existence of the World Gate is a portal for a force.
Beings with world gates, as long as they can find the corresponding coordinates, can continuously discover new worlds and explore them, thereby plundering the external world and enriching themselves.
Therefore, in the high domain, the standard for determining whether an organization is a major force is very simple. It only needs to be seen whether the force has its own world gate.
Having a world gate means that you can continuously expand from the outside, which is very different from those forces that stay in this world.
However, even if you have a world gate, your exploration of the outside world cannot be smooth sailing.
Therefore, there is such an event as World War.
"Although we are the main force in this world war, people from the central tower and the Hall of the Dead will also participate."
Walking on the road, taking advantage of the fact that the door to the world was open and there was still a little world left, Kulu kept saying to Adil: "There is nothing wrong with the central tower. Although some people inside are more hostile to us, there are also some people who are hostile to us.
Have good intentions.”
"The ones you really need to be careful of are the Hall of the Dead and the natives of other worlds."
Hearing this, Adil frowned secretly: "What is the form of entry this time?"
"It is both a sneak attack and a forceful attack." Kulu continued: "In this world, the early preparations have been completed, and only the final finishing touches are left."
"Before that, someone needs to go to the other world and consume the power of world consciousness in various ways as much as possible to prepare for the later ending."
"Generally speaking, this time is not long. For example, the current time will end in half a year at most."
Having said this, he paused, looked at Adil in front of him and reminded: "Teacher Hemke said hello before, if you are willing, you can go down later, wait until the last month, and the safety will be better
Much bigger."
"No need." Adil smiled and shook his head: "I'm ready, let's go in now."
"Okay." Kuru did not dissuade, but nodded: "After you go down, the World Gate will automatically add a layer of defense to you, so that you will not be quickly discovered by the world's consciousness."
"But you have to pay attention. The greater your impact on the world and the more active your actions are, the faster the power of defensive spells will be consumed."
"I understand." Adil nodded, and then without any further hesitation, he took a deep breath and walked straight to the Emerald Door in front of him.
When Adil walked to the Emerald Gate in his previous life, a layer of pale golden light shrouded the surroundings, and a little bit of dim power vented around him, gradually causing Adil's figure to blur on the spot and gradually disappear.
On the same spot, looking at Adil disappearing in front of him, Kulu sighed deeply. After hesitating for a moment, he finally turned and left.
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Layers of ripples passed before his eyes, and a severe sense of stagnation came from his body, accompanied by a terrifying feeling that all his mental energy had been drained.
When his whole body reached an extreme, Adil suddenly opened his eyes, and a new light appeared in front of him.
"This feeling is really uncomfortable..."
Waking up from where he was, feeling the suffocating feeling, Adil shook his head violently, feeling speechless.
From a pure experience point of view, the feeling of teleportation through the World Gate is far better than Adil's own supernatural experience.
At least, Adil himself will hardly feel any strange when he travels from different worlds through supernatural powers. However, when he passes through the gate of the world, he will have an uncomfortable feeling that his whole body's spiritual power will be exhausted.
But no matter what, the transmission was finally completed successfully.
Standing up from where he was, Adil stood up and looked around.
In front of him was a piece of dim grass. On the surrounding ground, a dark black plant was growing tenaciously, dyeing the ground into a dark black.
And on the edge of this grassland, there was a red blood stain, and occasionally a few corpses could be seen.
These corpses were still very fresh, and they looked like they had just died. They were still bleeding, and there was still sporadic vitality in the corpses.
Walking gently to the corpses, Adil stretched out his hand and was about to cast a spell to read the memories of these corpses, but he was stunned in the end.
"This feeling..."
Feeling the strong sense of rejection all over his body, Adil was stunned.
The moment he mobilized all his magic power, a strong sense of rejection suddenly rose up in the entire world, coming from all directions and welcoming him into his body and mind.
In the face of this feeling of repulsion, the protection on Adil's body was like a layer of tissue paper, as if it could be broken through with just one poke.
"Magic cannot be cast."
Soon, Adil understood the reason for the rejection.
This world does not allow the existence of magic power, so when Adil uses magic power, the surrounding world immediately gets a response, which automatically generates a rejection, exposing his true identity as an outsider.
After understanding this, Adil immediately changed his mind. The original brilliance of mana disappeared, and a bit of pure spiritual power poured out, quickly pouring into the corpses in front of him.
With the rapid influx of mental power, a large number of memories were quickly fed back by the spirit, and were then sorted and classified one by one by the chip in the mind.
Soon, Adil acquired the language of this world and the living habits of its inhabitants.
He glanced down, and with a final thought, in the emerald space, a piece of well-fitting clothing automatically fit, and in the blink of an eye, the decoration was changed to fit the living customs of this world as much as possible.
After doing this, he looked in a certain direction to the north. After noticing that there was some life there, he immediately stepped towards it without hesitation.
Not long after, on a flat road, a carriage slowly passed by and advanced slowly on the road in front of it.
On the carriage, a driver was sitting quietly in front. While driving the carriage, he looked around cautiously, seeming to be wary of something.
The path in front of me didn't look easy to walk. The road was rugged. Although there was a well-shaped road on it, it was full of stubborn boulders and little bits of mud pits.
While walking on this road, the coachman carefully avoided these potholes, but in the end it still made the carriage look shaky and unstable.
Not long after walking, when he was about to reach a fork in the road, the driver was suddenly startled.
Because in the middle of the fork in the road, a person was lying there quietly.
The man was wearing gorgeous fabrics and had beautiful long silver hair. His face was so handsome that it was unforgettable at first glance. He was like a peerless prince in fairy tales, which made people fall in love at first sight.
But at this time, the prince's body was covered with blood, and there was a huge knife mark on his chest. It looked like he had been injured by a big knife. The wound was dripping with blood, which was very scary.
Looking at this person, the coachman got out of the car and tried it out. After feeling that the other person was still breathing, he hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
From behind the carriage, a voice sounded quickly, and then a dissatisfied woman quickly reached out with a sharp voice: "Waffle, why did you stop suddenly?"
"Madam, something happened." The coachman from the front said hesitantly: "There is a man lying outside, and he seems to be still breathing."
"Oh, but what does that have to do with me?"
The female voice replied: "Dear Waffle, do you want to share your meal money with him, or do you want me, a poor woman, to use my poor food to support this unknown traveler?
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"I understand, madam." Listening to the female voice, the coachman still hesitated: "However, this traveler is well-dressed, maybe he is a noble..."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!" The sharp female voice suddenly became louder. The sound was like a loudspeaker blowing to the maximum, making people want to cover their ears.
Along with the sound, a woman quickly walked out of the carriage.
This is a woman wearing a red robe with short sleeves exposed. She looks to be about thirty years old. Her appearance does not match her sharp voice. She looks pretty delicate. If she doesn't speak, she is still an attractive woman.
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She happily walked out of the carriage, directly followed the coachman's guidance, and glanced at the young man lying on the roadside in front of her.
"OMG!"
At one glance, she was stunned. What she originally wanted to say seemed to have been forgotten for a while. It took a while before she said, "Who is so cruel? He even has the heart to attack such a beautiful child?"
"It should have been done by a passing robber." After carefully examining the wounds on the boy's body, the driver came to the conclusion: "The wounds were caused by a knife. Judging from the wounds, it should be an ordinary kitchen knife, but the cuts were too heavy.
some."
"And this kind of ordinary kitchen knife, except for those robbers who really can't survive, probably not many people can use it."
At this point, he felt a little strange: "But what's strange is that since this group of robbers dared to kill people, why didn't they dare to take away these clothes as well?"
"Who knows? Maybe this group of robbers has a conscience, or maybe they have already robbed enough from this poor child."
Gently stroking the boy's long silver hair, looking at the horrific wounds on the boy's body, the woman sighed and said, "Come on, Waffle, bring this poor child up."
"I hope he can survive it smoothly."
The coachman nodded, then carefully stood up and moved the young man to the carriage.
This carriage is very large. In addition to women, it can accommodate several people riding together. Even if it takes a whole person, it won't be a big deal.
After placing the young man on the carriage and briefly treating the wounds on his body, the old coachman shook his head as he looked at the pale young man in front of him, and then continued to drive his carriage slowly forward.