Chapter 448

Wesley looked at the endless forest. He was speechless. Such a large forest and such a high tree must not be the earth. Now he doesn't know how to describe his psychology. Has the mapping theory of parallel world become waste paper now?

With a heavy heart, Wesley directly climbed down, put away his equipment, and then sat down on a bare tree root, took out his cigarette and smoked, frowning. This place is so strange that what limits his scientific and technological equipment? Now even if he wants to leave, he can't unless there is a new way.

As he smoked one by one, Wesley felt very irritable. The feeling of being stared at was still there, which made his irritable mood worse. His eyes began to sweep around, full of killing intention, the surrounding air was a little cold, and the energy of space gemstones began to fluctuate.

Wesley expressed his anger through his actions, his anger at everything, and watching his creatures or anything else seemed to feel Wesley's anger.

A little squirrel ran out, barked at Wesley, and then turned away. Wesley hurried to keep up. He didn't understand each other, but he finally saw a living creature. It was a squirrel, the same as on earth, but his eyes were more flexible.

The squirrel ran all the way and looked back from time to time. When he saw Wesley catching up, he immediately continued to run forward. It was dark, but the squirrel was unimpeded all the way, and Wesley didn't lose him. Finally, they came to an empty place.

There are many small animals gathered here. There are all kinds of animals, which have been seen on the earth and have not been seen. In the center of the open space, there is a huge white energy body, which emits dazzling white light, but it won't hurt your eyes. You can look at it directly.

Wesley's mood at the moment is very complex. He can feel the vitality of the white energy body, which is an energy life body. It's like apple upgraded after his second crossing. Finally, he guessed that the final form of life is like this.

Now I see and prove it, but the place and time are wrong. He has no plan to become this life form. He is eager to go home.

"Hmm?" a spiritual energy wanted to enter Wesley's brain, but was stopped by the space gem. Wesley immediately put away the dagger and began to mobilize energy with both hands. Now the only way he can choose to fight is the way of a mage.

"There's no need to be nervous. You're a Terran, aren't you?" the white energy body actually spoke, and it was English. Does the whole universe speak English?

Wesley nodded and then continued to look at each other. "Good, but you're not from the world. Where are you from?"

Wesley was silent for a moment and then said, "I'm traveling in a parallel universe. I came from another parallel universe, but it seems that I chose the wrong direction."

"It should be like this. The things you use do not conform to the natural laws here, so they are prohibited, but I can help you open this prohibition temporarily."

Wesley was a little excited after listening. If he could really use the flying shuttle, he could try to go back, but the other party's words were obviously conditional. "You have conditions?" he asked tentatively.

"Yes, I am the will of the world. This forest is hidden in the world, so you can't go out unless you use the powerful energy in your body, but then you need to fight me."

"World will? Since you are the will of the world, what can I do for you?" Wesley didn't know. So, isn't the world will the most powerful?

"As the will of the world, I must be fair, so I usually won't do it, but you are different, you can, so I need your help. The world is ill, a cancer has appeared for a long time, but the creatures outside are too greedy, especially your people."

Wesley frowned. Is the world sick? What is this?

The will of the world continued: "a demon king made a ring with strong magic, but I can't destroy it myself. I hope you go."

"Is that fair?" Wesley asked.

"Of course, you can only fight with the rules here, which also limits your ability, so it's fair."

"What's the name of your world?"

"Middle earth world."

Wesley was surprised, and the will of the Middle Earth world looked at Wesley and asked, "have you heard of it?"

"There is a fictional story in our universe. It will be the Middle Earth world. That ring is the Lord's ring. The Lord's name is Soren, isn't it?" Wesley asked.

"Yes, it seems that our two universes are not very different."

"Do you know anything about the parallel universe?" the other party didn't seem surprised, so Wesley hurriedly asked.

"I don't know. I know very little. In the long years, you're not the first outsider passing by here, but I've always been vigilant about the past outsiders. If I don't have something you need to do, I'll let you leave directly. Now I can only say sorry."

Wesley can only admit bad luck. Unless he has a war of will with the Middle Earth world, he is sure to lose. Most likely, he will escape to the universe. There must be a universe here. However, he will not be able to return to the original place at that time. There will be a lot of deviation in the experimental results. He is the first time to do this kind of experiment. It is better to be careful.

"Well, I can help you, but how should I fight?" Wesley asked.

"Sword and magic, for the use of energy in your body, I think you can use magic. Of course, you need to learn it yourself. I can't give it to you. It's unfair to other creatures in the Middle Earth world, but I can give you some weapons. I can give you the weapons made by the native creatures themselves."

Wesley tilted his mouth and then moved his hands. He wanted to use magic, but he couldn't draw the core of the element. "No, the magic you use is incompatible with the world. You need to sing here. You can communicate with the magic elements with sound, otherwise even if the elements you draw are correct, it's useless."

Wesley is speechless. Is this the power of the law of the world? Even if you know the highest level language of the universe, it's not good. The universe is different. There will always be some changes. Magic needs to be sung. This is a very bad way.