Mythological origins

"Okay, the test is over, let's stop here."

Somewhat unexpectedly to Como, Bai Mo actually said such words when the two sides were fighting fiercely.

"Your other magical ability, the light of another world, seems not suitable for use in this kind of test.

And if you don't use the light of another world, and I don't use more than the power of the early seventh level, then the battle between the two of us will be an extremely long war of attrition.

It is very likely to fight for another thirty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years."

"Am I right?"

"..."

Como's two magical powers are the endless magic net, which can provide almost endless blue bars, and the light of another world, which can connect to the parallel world and burst out more than ten times the output than usual.

To put it roughly, it is ten times the firepower plus unlimited ammunition.

With the two abilities superimposed, he, a true spirit wizard in the early seventh level, can even compete with the late seventh level.

The only problem is that the magical ability of the light of another world has huge side effects behind it.

The essence of the light of another world is to borrow the power of the parallel world itself.

Borrowing means paying it back, and there is a huge loss when transferring it.

Every minute he borrows ten times the firepower, he will be in a weak state and unable to move for almost a month afterwards.

So unless it is a battle that he must win, Como generally does not use the light of another world.

The last time he used the light of another world was decades ago, when he fought with Kirkov. After that battle, he was forced to hide for a full ten years before he dared to show up because of the side effects of the light of another world.

After listening, Como nodded.

He reappeared in human form and stopped the meteor shower at the same time.

Even he, a reformer, can use black magic to pry endless dark energy into his body. As a pioneer of primitive black magic, it is not surprising that Bai Mo has a similar way.

If he does not use the self-harming trick, the two sides will fight against each other for decades.

In Como's view, this mirror hall 2.0 is not a completely virtual world. Half-truth and half-falseness are its essence.

He had a hunch that if he used a self-harming move in this trial field, the sequelae would definitely return to the real world.

Even if he used the bonus of the Light of the Other World, it would be difficult to defeat the opponent in a few days.

If the Light of the Other World was used for several days in a row, he might need two or three hundred years to recover. By the time he recovered, the grass on his grave might have grown into a grassland.

…

"It's over so soon?"

After Como confirmed the end of the test, he found that the time around him seemed to have started to flow backwards.

The other monks who had disappeared without a trace began to reappear in the distance and then quickly approached him.

After a few breaths, everything returned to the time before the test.

Even everyone's position did not change, and no one was injured.

The battle that just happened seemed like a dream.

"Fifteen minutes have passed, and the battle just now was real."

Como glanced at the time.

"The following is your test performance."

Bai Mo said in a tone of testing AI.

"Among the 596,120 people, 271,300 people could not hold out for five minutes, 210,000 people were between five and ten minutes, 100,010 people were between ten and fifteen minutes, and another 14,720 people held out for fifteen minutes until the test was over..."

"..."

Every time "coach" Bai Mo reported a set of data, a large group of people bowed their heads and remained silent.

They said they could not hold out for five minutes, but in fact, many of them were killed in the first move.     "Combining your approximate strength and the strength of the Flesh and Blood River, I roughly synthesized a data table."

"Ding Ding, you received a file."

The terminals of all the people on the scene sounded a prompt at the same time.

Chen Xi clicked on the file, and the first line made her very angry.

"According to the test results, it is expected that you will die on the eighty-eighth day of the Flesh and Blood River invasion..."

"I am indeed not strong in the sixth level, but I won't die so quickly."

She read on with resentment and found that the following was an estimate of how many humans died every day.

Starting from the twenty-fifth day of the invasion, the first fifth-rank noble of the empire will die in battle.

On the sixty-fifth day, the first sixth-rank noble will die in battle.

After three hundred and sixty-five days, the population of the empire will be only 35% of the current population.

After seven hundred and thirty days, the population of the empire will be only 15% of the current population.

…

Most people are not in a good mood when they get their "report cards".

After all, this thing is essentially a death notice.

The invasion of the Flesh and Blood River is only 20 to 30 years away from now.

"On the twenty-fifth day of the invasion, the first noble will be sacrificed?"

While some people were depressed, others noticed something was wrong.

"It takes some preparation time for the complete appearance of the Flesh and Blood River. At the beginning, only sub-bodies below the third rank will appear, and the sub-bodies that come out later will become stronger and stronger."

"That is to say, it's not because we can resist for that long, but it takes time for the strong monsters to come out later..."

Chen Xi, who knows Bai Mo best, pondered the word "sub-bodies" for a long time.

Other people in the empire would call the things that came out of the Flesh and Blood River monsters, only Bai Mo always used the neutral word "sub-body", which might mean that he had no hostility towards these things.

But it was also true that the Flesh and Blood River was essentially an evil thought of his, after all, it was his own thought...

...

"Is that... the signal beacon of the empire?!!!"

In the midst of the snow and wind, in a huge palace made entirely of crystal objects, a beautiful woman whose expression had always been as cold as ice for ages showed a look of shock.

The many palace maids standing by, watching the changes in the expression of the owner on the jade bed, also had a storm in their hearts.

For more than a hundred years, they had never seen the one on the jade bed change his expression a little.

No matter how big the things happened inside and outside the palace, even if they were approached by several enemy armies, the Ice Queen on the jade bed would always have a face that said "keep away from strangers".

The woman stretched out her jade arm, her palm facing the sky, and endless coldness began to flow into her palm.

For a moment, even the wind and snow outside lost their whistling power.

The coldness in her palm continued to gather and gradually turned into a blue flame.

At the same time, a thing that was not sure whether it was a meteor or a stream of light passed by the sky and fell right in front of her.

…

"Long time no see."

"How could it be you?!"

PS: I wish a happy birthday to 225, the disciplinary assistant and loyal book friend of this book yesterday~ I originally wanted to add more updates last night, but I didn't have time to code it until now.

I am very sorry for the bugs, which have been fixed now