HP Approaches the Magic World

Jon saw the brilliant ocean.

It's strange that he shouldn't see such a scene, because he is in the cemetery of the gods of the Sumerian civilization, and this pantheon that rose from the two river basins does not have a strong understanding of the ocean.

But he soon realized that this was not the home of the Sumerian civilization.

Because the ocean in front of us is frozen, empty, and endless as far as the eye can see.

That pale color nearly filled the entire space, and as far as his perception could extend, there was still a thick layer of ice.

This is the North Pole.

It is also his fate.

When he chose such a difficult path, his destiny began to be spontaneously frozen and imprisoned by the world. Even though he reached a deal with the will of the world, it was of no avail.

Because the will of the world is will, there is no way to interfere with the operation of the world itself.

Regarding his promotion, the World Will can only wait until he is successfully promoted to come and provide icing on the cake, but cannot give him timely help under such circumstances.

There is no way around this matter. All he can do is make his own efforts to change the situation he is currently facing.

"Next, let's look at me."

Jon closed his eyes, but his will began to leave his body, and the black black bird spread its wings and floated into the sky.

As the black bird stretched its body in the air and screamed, the ice in front of him began to crack layer by layer. Countless rules that should have been controlled by the gods began to burst out from the ice and turned into chains.

The same existence slowly rises.

The mighty cracking sound echoed throughout the space.

Then the seed in Jon's hand appeared.

Under the guidance of Xuanniao, the chains that emerged from the ice were absorbed into the seeds in a way that could not be understood by ordinary people.

Then the seed was swallowed by the black bird.

The black bird is a mythical beast that can find a way forward. He also represents Jon's bloodline and swallows seeds. This behavior represents fusion.

The chains of those rules soon dissolved and became pure nourishment, integrated into Jon's spirit.

Shining brightly in all directions.

The black bird's body swelled again and again, becoming a giant bird that covered the sky and the sun. As the black bird grew up, Jon also felt that he seemed to be unblocked in some aspects.

He felt that his power had begun to flow smoothly across the heaven and earth.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to him, because this is the system he created, which is the structure of the magic network.

And now it is his force field that plays the role of the magic web, which is Poseidon's web.

Jon had never thought before that after he went through so many things in circles, his foundation actually returned to the passive spell he created when his power was weak.

Although the original force field and the current force field are completely different.

Driven by Jon's will, the seeds quickly fell out of Xuanniao's body in an unsightly way, but at this time the method didn't matter, because no matter what the situation was,

It's just a flow of power.

The seed fell from the sky and hit the middle of Poseidon's Net.

Then it began to draw water from Poseidon's net, just like a seed about to sprout and begin to draw the power of water.

Amidst the sound of life growing, the shadow of the World Tree vaguely appeared, and then began to break, turning into a leaf, which was connected to the two-leaf grass that had just grown.

Then, the roots of the seedlings begin to grow.

Those roots are like threads, manipulating Jon's Poseidon's Net, connecting the fragments of the chain of laws between countless water lines.

Everything went very smoothly.

It seems that when Helga's world was first created, the light source began to rise, forming the sun and the bright moon. Among the roots of the seedlings, soil began to appear, and those nameless things began to be born from it, and then began to form continents, with life in them.

Appeared, the melting of the ice began to bring air currents, and then formed wind...

to the end.

Poseidon's Net began to envelope the continent.

Jon had never thought that his path would be so smooth before, but just when he started to mobilize the power of the magic network to try to operate, he found that his activities began to stagnate.

It's not because of any problems within the system, but because of pressure from the outside.

"what's the situation?"

Jon found that his body, which was suspended above the saplings, began to fall towards the earth. The land that should have been solid seemed not to exist and did not have any impact on his fall. Then he was wrapped in

Among the ice.

Fortunately, he did not become dazed because of this, but began to mobilize his strength to try to get out of this predicament.

But he suddenly discovered that these external pressures were not caused by the world's environment, but were pulled from afar by that seedling.

It's like some signals.

He began to try to understand these signals, but when he first came into contact with these fluctuations, he suddenly felt an unstoppable attraction, and the next moment he appeared in another place.

In front of you is an extremely solemn and tall palace.

But the palace is no longer solemn.

The main hall has become a decadent ruin, and there are broken stone chairs in front of it. Weeds have grown out of the stone chairs and been woven into decorations.

But even so, he could still see the complete dome and stone pillars not far in front of him, as well as the reliefs carved on the stone pillars.

Like the fact that gods exist, or epic poems praising them.

Without any hesitation, he stepped forward.

Because he saw familiar lines on the top of the central stone pillar.

That's his magic net.

There is also the totem of the black bird sitting on it.

The giant black bird stretched its wings like a god, hanging above the broken ceiling.

Around the stone pillar, countless dark blue curtains fell down, each carrying different emblems to show the power they once controlled.

This is the pantheon that the Sumerian civilization once served. The gods in the pantheon now appear in front of these curtains.

With the laws they once controlled.

High and suspended in mid-air.

Although their eyes were empty, Jon could still feel that in those holes, there was the existence of obsession, and those great creatures of the past were staring at his uninvited guest along those holes.

High and above.

These people, like the masters who caught the invading thief, looked at Jon, the latecomer, in front of him.