Chapter 119



Chapter 119: The night of the heavenly witch

Translator: 549690339

“With this amount of money, it should be enough for a short period of time.”

It was true that he was short of money, but there was no need to earn more. Although he raised the price of the monthly card, people would buy it at three thousand, thirty thousand, three hundred thousand, or even three hundred thousand, but he chose not to do so.

Making money was a small matter.

He only needed money to maintain his daily expenses, to maintain and expand the sandbox, and to buy various equipment. As for the rest of the money, it was not of much use to him, a farmer who was farming for leisure.

As for this newly-established ” practice meditation room sandbox “, Xu Zhi planned to keep it going as a community of practice Wizards. He would leave it completely there and raise it freely.

When these 500 became ” level four sorcerers “, they would be able to develop their own intelligence and cultivate on their own, so there would be no need for them.

He then switched to a new batch of 500 Rubik’s Cubes and repeated the process.

this cultivation sandbox is just an hack to level up ‘man-made God’. It’s my greatest trump card to protect my safety in reality and one of my strongest fighters in the future. However, there’s no need to become strong so quickly. I’ll cultivate in batches of 500 and take it slow. My life isn’t in danger, and the stronger it is, the more it will eat …

My primary goal is still to advance civilization on the big sandbox. My second goal is to become a subsidiary evolution sandbox. I’ll wait for them to evolve into species with potential and release them into the extraordinary world.”

Xu Zhi’s thoughts were still relatively clear.

Making use of these players was just a means, and it was not a big deal to throw them away after using them. His main goal was to develop an extraordinary civilization and deduce the next level eight mythical realm.

Otherwise, what was the use of the Rubik’s Cube God cultivating quickly? No matter how fast one’s realm rose, they would always face a dead end.

Even if he managed to break through by force, it would still be an immature system, the semi-God Realm.

In addition, it would require more new transcendent lifeform genes to perfect it.

“It’s been half a day. Let’s see how the Sorcerer world is doing.” Xu Zhi took a sip of tea and began to consult the intelligent sub-brain.

……..

Year 937 of the kingdom of Babylon.

Medusa had been studying the blood of immortality, and she had already been on the verge of death from old age. However, she had actually gained some insight and once again broke through the limits of the human body.

At this moment, she was already more than 780 years old. She had long surpassed the limit of a 600-year epic.

There were rumors going around among the people:

Emperor Medusa was almost there. He would be the next alchemy Emperor. He would completely break through the limits and live a Second Life, from the epic realm to the demigod realm.

once you step into the demigod realm and ignite the divine fire, you will be a level eight mythical wizard!

“A living God will be completely born on earth like never before. This God doesn’t belong to the Land of the Gods in heaven! She’s a mortal, a postcelestial God!”

The Three Kingdoms all knew that Ermin’s accumulation was still too low, and she could only rely on the ancient Emperor Medusa to take that step.

It was just that fate was too much of a joke. There was no opportunity to become a God in the era of the alchemy Emperor, but great Medusa had a great chance. As expected, the one who lived longer was the true winner.

Now that Medusa had become a God and ruled the world, it was only to bring them pressure and return them to the Dark Age. With Medusa’s strong character, he might even go to heaven, join the land of gods, and leave the kingdom on earth.

The evil gods were revived and awakened in the old days, bringing about the destruction of the world.

There was still a balance between the two, and Medusa had become the hope of all Wizards.

….

Dragonborn walked on the street with his headphones on. There was an endless stream of people around him. Fruit stalls, stalls selling giant beast bones, and simple Alchemy materials were Hawking everywhere. Women in witch robes walked by.

Occasionally, an alchemy airship would fly across the sky.

This era had pushed alchemy to its peak.

It might be quite risky for men, but if women wanted to become Magi, as long as there were enough materials, various alchemy potions that increased probability, coupled with the blood of the evil eye, could still become rank 1 Magi. Thus, it was no longer strange for there to be countless rank 1 Magi on the streets.

But at this moment, the world was in chaos.

The entire Street, and even many towns, was filled with an atmosphere of panic.

Although he was wearing headphones, he could still hear the voices of people discussing strange things on the streets.

Missing people, demonized creatures, talking books, rotting corpses that could move. strange. squirming red pieces of meat …

The common sense of life was broken, and all kinds of strange images appeared. The Wizards gradually began to doubt the truth.

“What a strong wind.”

Dragonborn walked step by step, and the Wizards around him pressed their cloaks tightly together. They were in a hurry, as if they were shrouded in darkness and had entered the zombie apocalypse of the supernatural world.

The air in this world seemed to be pulled by someone, so tight that it was hard to breathe. It was as if it was about to usher in a bloody and terrifying explosion like a tsunami. At that time, it would definitely tear the entire earth apart.

In fact, the entire history of Magi would welcome an unprecedented, terrifying divide along with these evil gods.

The new life of the Age of the Gods?

Or was the world going to be destroyed?

“It’s getting dark! Hurry up and go home!”

In the sky, the 50-year cycle of the sun and moon finally began.

In the traditional customs of the Sorcerer world, the first night of fifty years was called the night of the heavenly sorcerer, ” Arthas. it symbolized impurity, darkness, fear, and misfortune. One needed to pray and hide at home.

The alternation of the sun and the moon was not instantaneous but a relatively long time. This period of alternation between the sun and the moon would be completed a few months after the Night of the Witch in Arthas.

The sky had just dimmed when the crowd on the street quickly dispersed. Many people began to pack up their stalls.

The street was suddenly quiet. Some playful children still wanted to play, but they were scolded by their mothers. They hurriedly pulled them home and walked on the black stone bridge, entering the ancient European-style buildings in the dark.

“I’ve been here for so long, and I’ve finally seen the once-in-fifty-years wonder. The sky is about to change.”

Long Ji sat on the edge of the stone bridge and watched the sky change slowly. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the ” forest of flames ” bar next to him. He then strode in.

The bar was also in a mess. The dim yellow light flickered, and many Wizards in long robes clinked their glasses with magic staffs in their hands, drinking ale in large gulps. They were all talking about their worries and grievances, and no one was listening to the Bard who was standing far away.

Hu hu hu.

Under the dim light, on the mahogany table in front of him, there was a hunched old woman with a black cape and a cane. She was dressed like the necromancers who worshipped the evil gods in Western mythology. She was thin and exuded the aura of death.

the old man slowly swiped the round wheel on the table without looking up. ” medusa, you are about to break through. as a living god, we will all be wiped out, without exception. ”

Long Ji sat down and looked at her silently. this time, you won’t come after me? ” he asked.

Under the stooped skin of the old witch was Yamada, the terrifying existence known as the ” black goat of the forest that breeds thousands of offspring, ” Sabu Nicholas.

He dressed up as a witch to reduce the attention of others. After all, their original body was muscle, but it was a little uncomfortable to dress up as a woman, so as a conspicuous wizard, he was often hunted down.

if it wasn’t for you, the reputation of us evil gods wouldn’t be so bad. Long Ji said.

Yamada walked the path of evil, massacring innocent lives and building the graveyard of the dead.

The evil god was evil, terrifying, and had killed countless people. All of this was spread by him. The other few people basically didn’t kill innocent people. They were just hunting other players to collect parts.

However, it was undeniable that this bloody path was indeed powerful enough to make one’s hair stand on end.