Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang's figure fell, slowly falling into the sea, sinking, and then sinking.

The surrounding light gradually dimmed, Fang Lang closed his eyes, and his vision fell into darkness.

But his consciousness became active at this moment, as if he had turned into a point of light in the darkness, and the whole world was filled with wisps of light. The points of light intersected in the light, looking for patterns.

See it through, understand it clearly.

Fang Lang thought secretly in his heart, "Exoteric magic is to comply with the laws of the world. On the basis of the laws, magic is used to induce supernatural power."

For example, gravity magic strengthens gravity in a local area or reverses the direction of gravity. These are all surface magic.

"Magic, on the other hand, is unreasonable and establishes its own system of laws. The most obvious one is to create things out of thin air." Fang Lang murmured: "Create demons out of thin air, demons of the sea, demons of the earth, and so on."

During his practice, Fang Lang understood the laws of the sea, and in his understanding, he made a thousand miles on the path of magic.

The biggest difference between the outside and the inside is the dependence on the law.

For example, right now, no one's magic can be used when entering this space. This is not only because there are no magic particles, but also because the rules are different. Therefore, all Fang Lang's magic is included as surface magic.

However, inner magic is not subject to this restriction. What it relies on is the caster's own laws.

"The second magic source, turn on!"

With his eyes closed, Fang Lang shouted softly in his heart, and suddenly, the magic power began to slowly overflow.

The dark magic power, like a ribbon or smoke, slowly overflowed from Fang Lang's shoulders, chest, knees, soles, etc.

"The first magic source, turn on!"

Suddenly, the sacred magic power swept out. In an instant, Fang Lang was enveloped by two magic powers, one white and one black. Because of their completely different attributes, they began to compete with each other.

Fang Lang was shocked, vomiting blood, and then quickly turned off the two magic sources.

"No, it can't be fused. Maybe I will self-destruct due to the conflict between the two magic powers."

Fang Lang immediately gave up this behavior and concentrated on conquering the exposed laws of the world.

The fusion of darkness and sacredness is the fusion of pure magic power. It is almost impossible for two kinds of magic power with such different natures to become a new magic power.

The fusion of the sacred and the divine was easy and successful. When I kissed Mavis, I easily achieved the fusion of the two magical powers, and the newly born power has the power to nourish all things and radiate vitality.

"There are only three ways to break through this space. First, I understand the laws and use magic to tear the space apart. Second, enter the realm of the king and tear the space apart forcefully. Third, merge the sacred and dark and use magic to force the space open. Open."

The first one takes time. Fang Lang doesn't know how long it will take. It doesn't matter whether it's months, years, decades or hundreds of years.

The second is to bear the price of being noticed by the will of the world. Although this is a different world, no one knows what the specific consequences will be.

The third method, the fusion of magic power, is the most reliable method, but it does not seem feasible.

After thinking about it, Fang Lang gave up the third method, listed the second one as the last resort, and used the first one first!

In the darkness, Fang Lang's consciousness was swimming, a faint light, carefully exploring the world full of light.

It's not okay to touch the line of law even slightly, as it will be counterattacked. You have to be cautious, without touching the other party, slowly approach, explore slowly, and eventually light up the entire darkness.

Time passed by, and as he deepened his understanding of the laws of this world, Fang Lang's consciousness also imitated it.

It was originally a ball of light, but gradually it turned into a line. Although it was very thick and irregular, it was getting closer to the law little by little.

Fang Lang didn't know how long it had passed, but its consciousness and subconscious were all immersed in cultivation.

His real body has always been submerged in the sea, and nothing will disturb him.

Day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year...

Finally one day, Fang Lang's consciousness completely transformed from a ball of light into a line, a line that was exactly the same as this world and other lights, without any difference.

At this moment, Fang Lang became a law.

He was assimilated.

He is the light, he is the law, and he supports the operation of this world.

"wake up!"

But while fulfilling one's duties, the subconscious mind will always send such a signal, an extremely dangerous signal.

Normally, this signal would be enough to alert Fang Lang, but at this time he was the law and he was still running.

Time passes again.

As a link of the law, as a chain of a system, Fang Lang was immersed in synergy.

Until this day, a new "companion" appeared.

It was a very short line, and its brightness was very weak and could be ignored.

But its appearance made Fang Lang feel some kind of synergy, as if a gust of wind was blowing over. Then, Fang Lang, and all the lines of law around Fang Lang, began to undergo some kind of change.

"This is a wave..."

"The wind was born..."

"Creator..."

"Who is creating the law..."

"who is it?"

"Lamp-carrying angler?"

“That fish… fish?

who I am……"

"Who am I... I am the law... I..."

Fang Lang began to waver, his light continued to tremble, showing signs of instability.

It seems that he is about to collapse at any time, as if he is an undercover agent. At the moment of being exposed, once he is recognized by the enemy, what awaits him will be instant death.

"wake up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the subconscious.

At the same time as this voice came, Fang Lang suddenly opened his eyes in the deep sea, with ordinary eyes.

A thread appeared!

This is the law, representing the law of the sea!

"...How long has it been?" Fang Lang was in a daze, and after ten minutes he sighed softly, "It was so dangerous, I almost couldn't come back."

Fang Lang slowly straightened his body, looked at the surrounding water, and then raised his hand to wave.

Suddenly, like God's fingerprints, the sea water retreated, flowed out of the space, and formed a staircase leading to the sea! ..