Passing through the stone door is like passing through thick glue. As Quines works hard to cross, time and space extend infinitely and blur in his senses, as if he has passed through infinite time and space. Quines
It seems that I have "seen" a lot, but I don't seem to have seen anything.
After finally passing through the stone door, he immediately felt something different about himself. A thin but very tough film covered his body. If you didn't pay attention, it would be easy to ignore the existence of this film.
This should be the reason why I can move freely in the spirit world. The secret treasure is indeed a secret treasure. Quins thought to himself.
After understanding his own changes, Quins looked up inadvertently and was immediately attracted by the scenery in front of him. The most eye-catching thing was a rumbling river. The dark green river meandered from the sky, and every time it passed by
In a special place, there is a waterfall that falls down and turns into a long curved river on the earth, echoing the Tianhe River above.
That is exactly the poisonous river that Quines mentioned before. It is formed by the spiritual gathering of discarded medicines from the main material world for hundreds of millions of years. It can truly be called the most poisonous place in the entire multiverse.
No, the ruins of creation do not have the concept of earth and sky. Quins looked around and immediately discovered the problem. The realm of the ruins of creation could not even be considered upside down. The entire realm had no direction. Everything he stepped on was
The land compacted by the fragments of creation extends to infinity.
In the distance, countless fragmented peaks towering from the land became one of the few landscapes.
Quins squatted down, grabbed a handful of the sand under his feet and felt it carefully. The touch of various high-level and low-level materials flashed through his mind one by one.
This soil, after hundreds of millions of years of evolution, has completely turned into an unknown material, but this material... Quines shook his head, and with his current alchemist level, he wanted to refine useful materials.
Come on, it is completely impossible. Even if it is calcined and refined in the furnace of all things, it may not have any effect.
The ruins of creation are, on the whole, more like a desert in the material world. The difference is that the "sand dunes" of ruins of creation are composed of discarded materials and metal fragments, making them even more difficult to browse.
The ruins of creation have no illumination of their own. Its source of illumination consists of three parts. One is the luminous body of the spiritual world that reflects other realms, similar to the light emitted by the stars in the material world; the other is the emerald green light naturally emitted by the poisonous river.
Some of the raw materials that can be used as potions can emit light themselves. As a spiritual collection of all discarded potions,
In the course of hundreds of millions of years of evolution, some special effects of radiating light have gradually emerged; the third is the product of the fusion and mutation of some abandoned creations, just like Quins. Not far away, there is a strange-shaped building with repaired potholes, and it can be vaguely seen.
It was formerly a lighthouse. The rotating lights on the top of the tower bring a lot of light to a mile in radius.
"Let's go to the lighthouse first." Quines muttered to himself. He had just entered the ruins of creation and needed a place to stay. He would consider other options later. Among the ruins of creation, he only knew of one forbidden place.
, a hundred miles around the poisonous river, within this range, whoever enters will die, just inhale a little bit of the breath emanating from the poisonous river, no matter how strong the person is, he will only end up kneeling. This is still the case with **
He mentioned it accidentally when talking about the ruins of creation.
Quins waved his hand and released the water element puppet in his left hand. The spiritual world was full of dangers. To be careful, he put the water element puppet in front to lead the way.
The lighthouse is not far away. Quins only walked for ten minutes. The entire lighthouse clearly appeared in front of him. But not far from the lighthouse, Quins stopped, put away the water element puppet, and hid.
Behind a pile of scrap metal, he secretly observed the abandoned lighthouse, because at the lighthouse, he saw "aboriginals" moving around, a bunch of kettles with hands and feet?
Under Quins' spiritual vision, these little guys who couldn't even reach Quins' feet were lining up awkwardly one by one and arriving at a scrap pile not far away.
Some "long" and somewhat round kettles ran sideways over small piles of piled waste. After going back and forth several times, something magical happened. The waste was basically ground into large particles of waste.
After that, some "long" not-so-round kettles opened the lids on their heads one by one, and put these large particles of waste into their bodies, one after another. After filling them, they walked awkwardly towards the lighthouse.
go.
Quins frowned, not sure what these strange and patchy kettles were doing.
Moreover, under the prying eyes of his witchcraft vision, these kettle monsters did not hide their strength. No, to be more precise, these kettles had no ability to hide their strength.
All the kettles, according to Quines' judgment, are smaller ones with level 1 strength, medium-sized ones with level 2 strength, and there are fewer large kettles, but all of them are level 3. Quines took a deep breath, even if these kettles
He didn't seem to be a threat, but if they were swarmed, he, a third-level wizard, wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Quins decided to observe for a while to see the situation. This observation means that in the past twelve hours since Quins arrived here, he has not seen these kettles doing anything else.
By the way, the membrane attached to Quins' body can maintain Quins' basic physiological operations. In other words, as long as he does not engage in violent battles, it is no problem to survive in the ruins of creation for half a year. But if he fights frequently,
, this amount of energy is far from enough to maintain physiological operations.
Fortunately, there is a witchcraft garden in Quines. Since the existence of the witchcraft garden, the flower fairy Alice has also planted edible mysterious plants from time to time. It is not a problem for him to eat and drink in the ruins of creation within half a year.
At this time, a large truck with a metal head twisted into the shape of a twist drill was speeding towards the lighthouse while turning on discarded tires that were not very perfect.
After parking the car without any technical content, the twist drill twisted into an abstract face.
"Du~jiji~dudu~jiji~"
Suddenly, after hearing the sound of the truck, a thumping sound came from the kettles filled with large particles of waste materials. Then, one by one, the kettles reluctantly walked to the front of the truck and lined up.
There was a long queue.
I saw the first kettle in line tilting its body, tilting the spout to the ground, and the sand-like waste material was poured out. Then the kettle opened the lid, and a round blue crystal bead rolled out.
He fell onto the truck bed.
Quins narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he couldn't touch the blue crystal bead, looking at the sand that was similar to the earth's soil poured out from the spout, he could roughly guess that the crystal bead was probably discarded.
The essence of materials extracted from materials.
"These little things are so amazing. If those alchemists see them, they won't go crazy."
Quines then witnessed how wealth was made. Crystal beads of various colors were poured into the container in a steady stream until the container was filled an hour later.
Quins was very excited when he saw it. A carriage of refined materials was placed in front of him. Now he was basically sure that these kettles were not offensive, but he still didn't dare to make a mistake. Just kidding, a
The aura displayed by the man pulling the truck was actually the 6th level of Chi Guoguo. Even if he had no other abilities, simply crushing him with strength could transfer him directly to the sea of ​​collective subconscious of all living beings.