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Chapter 1046 No one is allowed to rob Gretel!

 How big your heart is, how big your dream is.

When it comes to the materialization of the world of meditation, perhaps it should be that the world is as rich as your knowledge is broad. If you have never seen snow-capped mountains on an arid plateau, you would not know that the peaks reach a certain height and will be covered with snow all year round;

If you have never seen the towering Tower of Babel on the top of the mountain, you will not know that human wisdom and strength can bring down thunder, blizzards and violent winds for your own use, and can prop up and cover the mountain top, keeping it warm in winter and cool in summer, and can not be invaded by wind, frost, rain or snow.

protective cover;

I have not crossed the sea, I do not know the changes of the ocean, I have not crossed the New World, I do not know the vastness of the earth...

In addition to the macro world, the micro world cannot be ignored. Grete slowly closed his eyes and recalled a series of discoveries and verifications he made after arriving in this world:

In this world, there are bacteria, fungi, and bacteria in a broad sense such as Treponema pallidum (confirmed by silver staining experiments on the blood of syphilis patients);

There are even tinier microorganisms like viruses;

In terms of material structure, there are molecules, atoms, ions and electrons;

Electric current passes through the metal wire, generating a magnetic field, and electromagnetic conversion...

The world of meditation is gently undulating. From all directions, powerful energy surges like a tide, wrapping Grete within it.

Although the energy is powerful, it is not violent, but is extremely soft and mellow. It is like standing barefoot on the grass, with warm spring water rising little by little, covering the instep, the calf, the waist, and the shoulders, making the ground warm and warm.

Wrapping the whole person...

Grete sighed comfortably. This kind of advancement is really easy. It is equivalent to just lying down and waiting for the external force to immerse into the world of meditation.

The meditation shell wrapped around the body is like the semipermeable membrane of cells, absorbing useful power and rejecting useless power, or simply throwing it away. However, it seems unnecessary?

Just, his intuition told him that the power pouring in now is all good and necessary. Don't give up anything. It's best not to refuse whoever comes, and just put them all in...

The original appearance of the world is that all kinds of forces exist!

Of course, control still needs to be controlled. Gretel took a deep breath and began to fully absorb the energy poured into the will of the world. The first step was, of course, to strengthen himself, especially to strengthen the core of meditation:

Increase storage capacity!

Speed ​​up your calculations!

That brain that is built into a biological computer with a meditative core, give me more energy and work hard to grow! Let me grow several times or dozens of times more synapses, and speed up the calculation even more!

The invisible energy turned into a tangible storm, which condensed, rotated, and injected over the institute, and even formed a tornado. In the city of Tenoch, light rose from the two highest pyramids at the same time:

A faint golden light and a thin black mist emerged at the same time. In a moment, the golden light condensed into a golden eagle, and the black mist condensed into a black snake, floating above the pyramid, looking into the distance:

"It seems... something powerful has appeared..."

"It smells so good... hiss... it smells so good..."

"Want to take a look?"

"Go and see... hiss... our territory... hiss... our stuff... take a bite..."

The golden eagle stretched out a leg, let the black snake wrap around it, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky. Soon, in the research institute, Archmage Heins frowned, walked out quickly, pulled his disciple and flew into the air:

"Stop!" The black robe on his body was billowing, and on the magic robe called the [White Bone Robe], eighteen skeletons were floating and screaming in unison.

There is a circle of black mist flowing outside the robe, but it is thousands of ghosts restrained by the magic robe, spinning rapidly around the master. In terms of momentum, this eighteenth-level archmage is more like a snake god walking between life and death.

A god of death looks like:

"This is a research institute established by the Magic Council! This is our territory! Stop outsiders and don't disturb us!"

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"This is the country of the eagle! It is our territory!" The Eagle God retorted louder. The communication between the gods and the caster did not make any sound, but there were extremely strong fluctuations exploding in the dark:

"Everything that appears on this land, including flowers, herbs, magical beasts, and treasures, belongs to us! Outsiders, you stop here and don't even let us see it. That's too much!"

"This is not a treasure!" Archmage Heins' face was as heavy as water, and his black robe was billowing.

Next to them, Archmage Zhannings flicked his robe sleeves, and a looming barrier stood between them and the research institute. In the city, another ray of light rose into the sky, centered on the top of the mage tower, shooting straight into the sky, and turning around.

down, covering half of the square.

The snake god suddenly turned back. When he turned to Archmage Haines, his voice was already full of anger:

"you!"

"We have no intention of being enemies." Archmage Heins said coldly:

"We don't want to start a war, nor do we want to rob you of your belongings. As of now, the agreement between the Parliament and the Eagle Country is still valid... The fluctuations you feel are the elemental power attracted by the Lord of Plague as he advances...

"

"You're talking nonsense!" the snake god interrupted with hiss:

"We have seen your so-called elemental power! It's not like this! The treasure below is stronger and more... fragrant. It is the power we need! Get out of the way!"

"That's the love and attention of the world! It's a gift from the world!" Archmage Heins refused to give in. The indigenous gods are the indigenous gods. How ignorant. Every magician in the council can rise to a high level.

, you will always encounter a few gifts from the world——

In other words, if a magician cannot receive even one gift from the world, it means that his strength in magic research is very average, his achievements are hard to describe, and he can only move forward in the footsteps of others.

As for such a magician, he has no problem at the low level, but can barely climb to the middle level. If he wants to set foot on the high level, or even enter the legend, there is basically no hope.

Although, the scene created by Gretel was a bit too big. Archmage Heins thought with envy and jealousy: During the advancement process, the largest amount of world gifts he absorbed, the scene was less than half of Gretel's!

That was when he advanced to level 18!

Moreover, it is still Gretel, the 10th-level little mage, who has safely advanced to the 11th level inside. He and his disciples are guarding the door outside, and have also alerted the controller of the mage tower in the city...

Just as she was thinking of this, there was a loud roar from the ground, and Cerela rushed straight up. She did not completely transform into a dragon, but just spread a pair of huge silver wings behind her back, pretending that she had activated the Dragon Flying Technique:

"What are you doing! Gretel is advancing! No one is allowed to disturb him!"

Beside her, Ash Moonsinger stood shoulder to shoulder with a spear and a straight face.

The female elf with long silver hair took off the long bow on her back, stretched the bow and nocked an arrow; the female elf with short green hair held a spear in both hands, and the wreath on her head moved automatically without wind. It was obviously a high-quality magic item.

Two level 16, one level 15, and one level 18. This combination is enough to block the snake god and the eagle god——

Not to mention, the mage tower in the city is also ready.

The Eagle God flapped its wings in the air a few times, calmed down its momentum, and no longer planned to charge forward. Of course, it did not intend to give up this opportunity, but retreated half a mile and coldly snorted:

"You outsiders are all cunning! Since you said so, I will watch here! If any treasure really appears, you'd better not stop it!"

Archmage Heins snorted and backed away slowly. Serila was pulled by Ashe Yuesong, and she also stepped back a little, keeping one position behind Archmage Heins. Ashe Yue

Ge whispered:

"How long will it take for him to advance?"

"...How many days?" Cerela tilted her head and thought for a moment before answering uncertainly:

"It seemed that it took four days last time, and it was shorter last time, only three days... But I heard that level 10 to level 11 is a major advancement, and it may take a longer time. I can't say..."

Archmage Haines: "..." Damn it, so this means that we need to stand here for three days and three nights, or four days and four nights, or longer?

This is so boring!

No, we must find a way to adjust!

"Go down and open the shield of the research institute."

Archmage Heins whispered to his disciples. Archmage Zhannings nodded, turned around and flew down.

After a while, there was a "buzzing" sound below, and a layer of light red, dark yellow, crystal white, and light green intertwined shields rose up like a veil, covering the entire research institute and even the entire ring pass:

The heavy earth power of the mountains;

Every rainy season, rain pours down;

the never-ending howling wind on the mountain top;

And deep in the mountain, the magma that once spewed violently but now sleeps peacefully...

These forces were guided one by one by the magic circle and intertwined into a shield outside the institute. It was soft, thin, and seemingly translucent, but it was extremely tough and could not be broken through casually.

The Eagle God looked at the protective shield with fear and stepped back a little. On its paws, the Snake God hissed in a low voice:

"I can't rush through at once...these outsiders...outsiders..."

They retreated slowly, five or six miles away, and found a hilltop to rest. Seeing them pulling away, Archmage Heins also descended. Serila flapped her wings, landed steadily, and began to move around the research institute.

Pacing ahead:

"So boring...so boring...so boring...Sister Yue Ge, let's have a barbecue! Can you grow berries? The last time Gretel advanced, a great elder from the Natural God Sect planted them.

Give me the berries, they are delicious!"

In the research institute, Linn held Mr. Troca in his arms and looked away. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly inside. Although he was only at level nine, and although he was nothing in high-level battles, at least he was exhausted.

Even with all his strength, he can block Gretel!

In the other direction, Apa grunted and scratched his hooves hard on the ground. The silver light shone on his pair of much smaller antlers. He stood on the ground and couldn't jump up. It was really annoying!

Next time you advance, you have to think of a way to attack targets in the air!

Outside the meditation room, Bernard was holding Gretel's precious oak staff, leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground. He put his head on the oak staff and whispered softly:

"Uncle Oak Staff...Uncle Oak...let's just stay here...we can advance just as we stay here...you don't have to think about entering..."

On the top of the oak stick, ten leaves whirled in the wind, spinning like a windmill. At the top, a small spore had protruded, as if it was about to sprout a new leaf.

Fortunately, he happened to finish climbing a mountain today and came back from the top of the mountain. Otherwise, Gretel forgot the oak staff a few miles away, and the oak staff couldn't reach the common advancement when he turned around, wouldn't he have gone crazy?

It is possible for him to turn into an oak tree and fall down, hitting Gretel on the head!

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