The Original Seeker

Under it, most of the low-level mutant creatures gathered together have been scared by this stalwart power from nature, and there are not a few who urinate all over the ground.

The instinct of wild beasts makes them have the urge to leave here immediately, but reason drives them to stay where they are. The contradiction between animality and rationality makes them physically and mentally exhausted.

The pungent smell quickly spread to Bahamut's extremely sensitive nose, which made it very uncomfortable, so it curled up the surrounding air with one claw, creating a violent air current.

The gale took the role of a scavenger who took everything away, sweeping a group of poor underground insects, together with the liquid they secreted, to the distance out of sight and mindlessness.

The original red sky gradually darkened, from bright red to red and purple, and finally red and black, like an extremely huge mouth, gradually swallowing everything...

"It will take about fifty years." Bai Mo, who was in charge of the entire process at the junction, muttered to himself as he looked at the two sub-spaces that were still in harmony.

What he is doing now is just to force the two sub-spaces to be connected together, and then let them begin to slowly erode and assimilate each other, until they finally merge into one.

At the current rate, the time required to complete all this may take more than fifty years.

But all of this is necessary. According to Bai Mo's vision, the layered Nine Serenities will become a transit point connecting all sub-spaces and every planet that can be touched.

He wants to create a huge stage where countless lives can be brought together.

"The White Land will eventually connect countless worlds..."

"What is this?" Bahamut found that from the dark side, it seemed that some mist was spreading toward the demon world where they were.

"It's not right, it seems to want to rush in." Ludwig, nicknamed White Tiger, gently scratched the mist with his paws to observe and then said.

"It's a bit like the field of curse." As for Phoenix, who is also hovering in mid-air, he **** his wings surrounded by dark green flames from time to time to disperse all the mist that is hundreds of meters around his body that wants to get close to him.

In front of Bai Mo, it may be a bird that can be grasped with one hand, but for the mutant creatures below, Phoenix, who is known as the Vermilion Phoenix, is undoubtedly an out-and-out god.

When the air flow fanned in mid-air with wings alone reached the ground, it seemed to have turned into a terrifying shock wave that could blow away buildings.

The wood chips and bricks were scattered all over the place under the sweeping wind. Many buildings in the Demon Realm are crumbling, revealing the fragile internal structure after the outer layer is peeled off.

Modern building construction requires the support of basic industries such as reinforced concrete, and also needs to deal with various tall problems such as structural mechanics.

But the overly young Demon Realm, even if it has the knowledge learned from human society, to accumulate all this from scratch, the difficulty is still heavenly.

It's just as unreliable as an ordinary person with a search engine, but who doesn't understand the least technical principles, suddenly travels to primitive society and takes ten years to lead the tribe to modernization.

The demon world is such a peculiar world, full of backward technology, from equipment eliminated by humans to imitated machinery from the Middle Ages, this country has been spelled out in a mottled and disorderly manner, and it has a feeling of steampunk.

However, the vast majority of members, under the influence of the Internet, have a modern way of thinking, which is incompatible with their environment.

If it weren't for the elder group headed by the Four Holy Beasts, deliberately concealing all this, creating the illusion that mutant creatures are still in the age of eating and drinking, the demon world is simply the best choice for human colonies.

The culture is completely assimilated, and productivity is also crushed. The market for raw material output and product consumption is quite perfect.

...

Several Tier 6 natural disaster beasts, because their destructive power in every move is too amazing, they stay away from the herd, each occupying a corner.

However, no matter how they drove them away, endless fog still gushed out of the darkness produced at the intersection of the world. The resistance of mutant creatures also accelerated the spread of fog in the demon world to some extent.

"Prompt, please let go of the defense, repeat it, please let go of the defense, this is a normal assimilation procedure." Just when they found that it was not appropriate to go on like this, they were planning to fly to the source to find out, they suddenly received a prompt from the system. .

"Assimilation procedure? What does this mean, please inquire." Bahamut said.

The four sacred beasts of Tier 6 all possess extraordinary information processing capabilities without exception.

Although they only got the system terminal for one day, they still read the multi-million-word manual of the Destiny System carefully. Now they are quite proficient in the use and operation of the system.

"According to your permission, you can read the following..." The system's emotionless voice immediately responded to his question.

"Only after the baptism of the fog, can non-spiritual creatures have the right to enter the Nine Nethers freely?" After listening to the explanation from the system, Bahamut became more confused.

"What is the mist?"

"Insufficient query authority."

"Where is Jiuyou?"

"According to your authority, you can read the following..."

"A world that connects illusion and reality?" From the system's reply, Bahamut only grabbed such a piece of meaningful information for himself, "Really..."

It has a good understanding of all countries of mankind. It clearly originated from the Huaya Federation, and then appeared in the virtual reality network around the world, so I couldn't help but have an association between the two.

"What are the consequences of a creature that has not been baptized?" Its curiosity was aroused, so another question came up.

"Slowly digested~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it is me, how long will it last?" Bahamut continued to ask, awkwardly.

"Five hundred years, if it's only on the first floor." After a short pause for a second, the system gave such an answer.

The Nine Nether Realm, which is composed of many levels, still has a physical structure in the outer part, and the ability to digest the intruders is still weak.

However, the more you go inside, the higher the degree of illusion. Once life outside the spirit body breaks in, the material that makes up the body will suffer huge losses every minute and every second, until the intruder also becomes a spirit creature.

"According to human modeling and analysis, their sixth-order existence can have a natural life span of approximately two to three thousand years, so counting..."

In the initial bottom construction of Jiuyoujie, Bai Mo referred to the principle of the formation of blood and flesh formed by the black crow invented in the past. After modifying it, the effective time was slowly extended to ten years and one hundred years...

"What about the second floor?" Bahamut still persisted.