Fantasy Simulator

"Supreme honor?"

Listening to Hedoxili's words in front of him, Chen Heng secretly frowned.

He has traveled to many places and seen many things, but he has no reaction at all to the so-called supreme honor.

However, from the explanation in front of Hedosiri, he probably understood what kind of people the warlocks were.

The so-called warlocks are a group of people who have awakened the power of their ancestors.

Children born to humans are still humans, and children born to dragons are naturally dragons.

The bloodline contains the power left over from the ancestors. Chen Heng was very clear about this a long time ago.

The so-called warlocks are a group of people who have awakened the high-energy blood vessels in their bodies and thus gained powerful power.

It doesn't sound like a big deal.

In Chen Heng's view, it is nothing more than those rich second-generation existences.

It is nothing special.

In the wizarding world, there are also similar existences, but they are not mainstream and their influence is not large.

But in this world, the so-called warlocks are a very noble group of people.

Because this world has gods.

The so-called gods are definitely not so-called omniscient and omnipotent creatures in Chen Heng's view, but there is no doubt that they can be regarded as gods by many mortals. Those gods in this world are undoubtedly extremely powerful in nature.

Because of the power of the gods, those who inherit the blood of the gods will naturally become extremely powerful.

It is precisely because of this that in this world, the so-called warlock is definitely a symbol of dignity and power.

It's no wonder that Hedoxili in front of him will have this reaction in front of him.

You must know that the Hatim family is precisely one of the bloodlines of many gods, and its bloodline originates from a god.

If Chen Heng really became a warlock, then there is no doubt that he must have inherited some of the power of the past gods.

And gods, in this world, means honor and power.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng's heart flashed a little bit of clarity, and he finally got a clear idea.

"Don't look at me like that."

Looking at Hedoxili in front of him, feeling the gaze of the other party, Chen Heng shook his head helplessly: "I only gained some power, not sure if I have awakened the power of the bloodline."

"Furthermore, even if I really awakened the power derived from the bloodline, it is still uncertain whether I have awakened the bloodline derived from the gods."

He looked at Hedoxili in front of him and said calmly.

"No, there is absolutely nothing wrong."

Compared with Chen Heng's calmness, Herdoxili's response was very enthusiastic, and it could even be said to be a little fanatical.

He looked at Chen Heng and said excitedly: "In the Hatim family, there is indeed more than just the blood of the gods, but to be able to obtain such a powerful power when they just awakened, it must be the blood above the legend. do it."

"And this is most likely the blood of the gods."

He looked at Chen Heng in front of him, his eyes full of excitement.

Facing Hedoxili's gaze, Chen Heng's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

"Furthermore, the power of flame you just displayed also coincides with the divine power of the God of End Fire."

Just at this moment, Hedoxili in front of him continued to speak and gave Chen Heng a supplementary knife.

When the words fell, Chen Heng opened his mouth, subconsciously trying to defend himself, but then he just sighed and said nothing.

He had realized that it was useless to say anything now.

He wanted to say that the power of the flame just now did not originate from the blood, but was just a flame.

If the other party is willing, he can also demonstrate other powers to the other party, not just flames.

But obviously, even if Chen Heng said so, the other party obviously wouldn't believe it.

Even, they will make up their own minds and justify themselves.

Moreover, at this time, Chen Heng also realized that the other party's statement was not without benefits to him.

No matter how you say it, this is a world that values ​​blood and origin.

Having a good background is extremely important for a person's development.

And in this world, what kind of background can be worthy of an awakened person who has awakened the blood of a god?

Awakening the blood of the gods, even if it is only the blood of some weak gods, it is extremely noble. In this world, it is far more noble than some so-called princes.

Of course, according to the inertia of this world, most of the so-called princes in this world also contain the blood of gods in their bodies.

Most of the nobles in this world are like this. Some prominent nobles contain the blood of powerful beings in their bodies.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng didn't continue to explain anything, just let the other party say it.

"What about the so-called mage?"

Putting down his defense, Chen Heng sighed, then continued to speak, and asked, "You said earlier, Master Erhuan?"

In addition to the power of life, this world also has a system of mages.

Obviously, the Hatim family to which this body's predecessor belonged should still know a lot about the mage.

It's just that the predecessor of this body has not paid attention to these messages, and it is only one of the many heirs of Duke Hatim.

The message is naturally not much understood.

So that at this moment, Chen Heng still needs to understand these things from the mouth of Herdoxili.

For Chen Heng's question, Hedoxili did not hide it, and hurriedly opened his mouth at this moment, telling what he knew.

From his mouth, Chen Heng also had a general understanding of the mage situation in this world.

The mage in this world seems to be a system created and perfected successively by the god of mage and the goddess of magic.

The God of Mage created the system of Mage and brought the Mage to this world, while the Goddess of Magic inherited the divine personality of the God of Mage, and created a new system-Magic Web on this basis.

The so-called magic net is the magic network that covers the entire material world, and it is also a very unique magic net.

Through meditation, the mage can come into contact with the magic net, extract spells from it, and host the spells from his own meditation on the magic net, so as to cast it.

"and many more......"

Standing in the same place, listening to Hedoxili's words, Chen Heng frowned and realized one of the problems: "Since the mage can cast spells by himself, why should he rely on the magic net?"

"From what you said, this so-called magic net seems to have restrictions on its use, right?"

He frowned and said with some doubts.

According to Hedoxili, the spells cast by each level of the mages seem to be limited.

Not only is there a limit to the spells that can be cast by different levels, but through the magic net, the number of spells that a mage can cast every day seems to be very limited.

So here comes the problem.

Since there are such big restrictions, why does the mage still use the devil to cast spells?

Chen Heng was a little puzzled about this question, so he looked at Hedoxili in front of him.

Just in the face of this question of him, Hedoxili couldn't explain it.

"I don't know about this either..."

Hedoxili shook his head with a wry smile, and then said, "It seems that it has always been like this since ancient times."

Obviously, what he knows is also very limited.

This is also normal.

Although his previous status was quite high, he was not a lawyer after all. It was good to know some of the secrets of a wizard, how could he know so much.

In fact, being able to know the difference between a sorcerer and a wizard, as well as the changes between the god of wizards and the goddess of magic, he is already very knowledgeable.

Looking at the embarrassed Hedoxili in front of him, Chen Heng nodded, did not embarrass him, just motioned for the other party to continue.

So, Herdoxili continued to speak.

This time, he was talking about the level of a mage.

The rank of the mage is also the same as the life knight. At first, it was the apprentice level, and then it was the official first-ring mage.

Only an official 1st Ring Mage can truly cast a 1st Ring Mage, not like a classmate who can only reluctantly perform some magic tricks.

After the First Ring Master, the Second Ring Master and the Third Ring Master.

And so on, until the Master of the Nine Rings.

But obviously, with Hedoxili's knowledge, he has never seen a high-level mage.

"In fact, I have seen the strongest mage, and only on the battlefield, I have seen a second-ring mage who cast spells."

Standing in front of him, Hedoxili had a wry smile on his face, and said to Chen Heng: "At that time, he was just like you, and he used a powerful spell to directly defeat a two-hundred-year-old elite army. ."

"Second ring......"

Listening to Hedoxili's words, Chen Heng lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

According to Hedoxili, the reason why he thought Chen Heng was a second-circle mage before was because he had seen a real second-circle mage cast spells.

At that time, the spell cast by the second-ring mage was no less powerful than the spell cast by Chen Heng today.

And this sentence, in Chen Heng's view, has another meaning.

"The strength of the second ring mage is not inferior to the official wizard..."

Standing alone, this thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind.

The flame burst he cast before, although its power is not his current full strength, it is not inferior to the spell cast by a formal wizard.

And the spells cast by the second-ring mages in this world are similar in power to this.

From this point of view, the magic power of the second-ring wizards in this world is almost the same as that of the official wizards in the wizarding world.

At least in spell power.

I just don't know how it is in other ways.

At this moment, many thoughts flashed in Chen Heng's mind, thinking so.

At this time, not far away, a faint coldness emerged.

Chen Heng raised his head subconsciously and looked in a certain direction aside.

From his point of view, he could clearly see that in a place not far away, a hazy mist rose up.

A new and cold force seems to be emerging, and it is coming towards where Chen Heng is at the moment.

"This is......."

An inexplicable coldness emerged, feeling this power, Chen Heng subconsciously frowned.

The next moment, a mist rushed forward, directly covering up the few people in front of him, letting him

All of them disappeared.

In the fog, all perception is isolated.

Even Chen Heng's mental power seemed to be affected by this unknown force and was directly cut off.

Feeling all this, he subconsciously turned around and looked to the side.

I saw that there, the figures of the two Hedoxili had disappeared, and it seemed like they had suddenly disappeared.

"It's like this again..."

The feeling in front of him brought Chen Heng an inexplicable sense of sight.

Perhaps before that, he was also separated from Hedoxili and others like this.

In the fog, all connections were cut off, and even people who were originally in one location were cut off by invisible forces and came to different places.

Looking at it like this, it's a little troublesome.

But now, there is no choice.

Chen Heng frowned, hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and continued forward.

Everywhere, the mist rises, and the surroundings appear gloomy, and vaguely, there seem to be figures passing through the shadows.

Feeling extremely depressed.

If the person here is an ordinary person, I am afraid that the whole mind will be tense at this moment, and even feel crazy.

Because in these four weeks, there is an inexplicable force that is flooding, it seems to be able to affect people's minds, make people's spirits crazy, and gradually become crazy.

Chen Heng felt this power and had an inexplicable feeling.

He had an inexplicable hunch that the culprit of this incident might be about to appear before his eyes.

Feeling this feeling, he clenched his hands, and then continued to move forward, slowly walking forward.

Time passed slowly.

Chen Heng kept walking forward, not knowing how long he had walked.

Every now and then there is a sound, and there are footsteps that keep sounding, as if someone is really walking around.

They were walking around, just wandering around Chen Heng, as if they were lurking, ready to wait for an opportunity to break Chen Heng into eight pieces.

At the same time, Chen Heng could feel that the invisible power that twisted his mind around him became more intense.

Even with Chen Heng's mental strength, he still felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling of depression.

It is conceivable that if Chen Heng's mental power is not strong enough, I am afraid there is no way to get here.

Continuing to move forward, Chen Heng slowly found that the surrounding scenery seemed to have some new changes.

All around, the dark and deep fog was gradually dissipating.

Pieces of mist spread out from all directions, revealing the surrounding scene.

Unconsciously, Chen Heng came to a passageway.

It was dark all around, and it was made up of pieces of dark stone slabs, with a unique dark tone and a power that was enough to affect people's hearts.

Observing the scene in front of him, Chen Heng paused and looked around.

On the surrounding slates, there are murals on those slates, and pictures are engraved on them.

Most of these patterns are people, but there are also a few. They depict some unique monsters, which look extraordinarily strange.

There are three-legged monsters with a human head and a cow-like body, and there are burly warriors whose lines look extraordinarily distorted.

A picture is placed here, carved on the stone walls around.

Looking at these pictures, Chen Heng's face was hard to look at before he knew it.

A huge spiritual force is unfolding.

In his perception, the murals in front of him are not murals at all, but real monsters.

Those monsters roared in nothingness, and each of them exuded an extraordinarily huge aura. That kind of power almost distorted nothingness, far surpassing Chen Heng at the moment.

I don't know when, it seems that the world in front of me has completely turned into a world of nothingness. There is no material existence everywhere, only one by one powerful spiritual thoughts.

Around Chen Heng, the huge spiritual thoughts turned into monsters, staring at him.

They stared at Chen Heng, their eyes were full of greed and desire, as if they wanted to grab something from Chen Heng, devour his soul, and completely grab his body, so as to recover again.

Just the next moment, Chen Heng's body moved.

At the best moment when his spirit was about to be swallowed and assimilated, Chen Heng suddenly raised his head and woke up instantly.

"Damn it!"

Recalling the feeling just now, his face was a little blue.

Fang Cai's situation is extremely dangerous.

Just a little bit, his spirit will be affected and swallowed by those inexplicable existences.

Once this is the case, even if he can come back again, I am afraid that his spirit will not be able to continue to remain pure, at least his personality will change greatly and become another person.

If this is the case, even if it is not dead, it is actually almost dead.

"What the hell is this place..."

After a while, Chen Heng came back to his senses, looking at the corridor in front of him, this thought flashed in his mind: "Which god is it related to?"

At this moment, he recalled the previous altar and that piece of divine writing.

There is no doubt that the place in front of me has a great relationship with the gods, and it is very likely that it is the relic left by which god.

And if this is the case, in terms of the terrifying power of the gods, even if the power left behind is only a tiny bit, it is a great threat to Chen Heng at this moment.

If possible, Chen Heng would like to turn around and leave immediately and leave from this place.

But it was clear that by now, he had no choice.

He really wanted to leave from this place, but now, even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't find a way to leave.

He can't leave this place at all without resolving the things in front of him.

Even just standing here obediently is still a dead word.

At this moment, Chen Heng could feel that as time passed, the slates around were changing.

The power contained in it seems to be gradually awakening, and the evil will exudes an inexplicable meaning, which is slowly watching him at this moment.

It seemed that it was the fresh life on Chen Heng's body that made the undead living on the slates in front of him gradually wake up.

If you continue to stay in this place, there is no guarantee that something dangerous will happen.

For Chen Heng, the choice is now very clear.

The only choice is to move forward.