This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

Different from the excitement of Changsheng, Joyce frowned, and he said in a deep voice with a cautious nature: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. I have been to this mountain before. It is a very ordinary mountain. It doesn't even have a barrier, but Now……"

"I can't even break the barrier here!"

Now he is equivalent to a half-step god, and his strength is very terrifying, but he still can't shake the barrier!

"What is this?"

Chang Sheng didn't understand his words at all, stepped forward, stretched out his hand to touch, and found a transparent barrier around the mountain.

"If I hadn't been stopped by it just now, you wouldn't have been able to catch up with me!"

Seeing Changsheng touching the barrier, Joyce showed a proud face. Indeed, Changsheng is not good at speed, and he can't run fast enough, so he can only follow him closely, and cannot catch up with him.

At this time, the two sides tacitly stopped the battle, mainly because Changsheng stopped. He thought that Joyce, like him, was a survivor of the rune world and was exiled here by the gods.

"What a wonderful defense."

There was light in Changsheng's eyes, he took a step back, took a deep breath, a golden light appeared on his body, bright and intense, and the sound of terrifying thunder beasts came out from his body, Joyce was startled by the mere aura.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, Chang Sheng's fist hit the barrier, and then the entire barrier shattered into nothingness.

Joyce still kept his mouth slightly open, and was very glad that he escaped immediately, otherwise, wouldn't he be like a chicken if he was chased by Changsheng?

Yes, he is a half-step god, and he actually has the illusion of a weak chick in front of Changsheng...

No, most likely not an illusion, he is a chicken.

Seeing that Changsheng easily destroyed the enchantment, his heart was filled with bitterness, and he forcibly broke through to the half-step god realm, and he still had an hour to live...

Originally, he planned to use his own life to become a half-step god and completely destroy the Hague tribe, but the result...

The world is impermanent, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"My fellow, don't be afraid, we are all from the rune world. Although this world is very dangerous, if you follow me, I will definitely protect you."

Hearing Joyce's long sigh, Changsheng comforted him very kindly, and at this time he had completely abandoned the promise he had made to Dirk.

It's a pity that Joyce said he didn't understand, but seeing Xiao Changsheng's sincere eyes, his heart was touched and he nodded perfunctorily.

At this moment, he realized that the other party was only seven or eight years old...

At the age of seven or eight, is he half-step godly and invincible?

Even, it is very likely to be the strongest in the world!

"Do you want to lure him to the Wizarding Academy? It seems that he was used by the Hague tribe..."

For a moment, Joyce pondered a lot. He was dying soon, and he only hoped to reduce some casualties in the wizarding world. If such a strong man could be recruited to sit in the base camp, the possibility of them regaining their hometown would be greatly enhanced!

While pondering, he was dragged by a huge force and ran directly up the mountain.

Excited to have found a fellow villager, Xiao Changsheng dragged Joyce, who was full of bitterness and could not help himself, to the top of the mountain.

Soon, the two came to the top of the mountain, and saw a cauldron, twice the height of an adult, with three legs, each of which was extremely thick.

It is true to say that this is a pot. The original prototype of the tripod was used for cooking and offered to gods and priests.

However, Changsheng and Joyce actually spoke in unison, complaining in two languages: "This...was the pot bitten by a dog?"

There are bumps and hollows on it, and every piece is uneven.

On the sacred mountain, Yang Shou's face darkened when he heard the words, mmp, the God of Creation built the divine cauldron himself, and was turned away by people from the world of runes and the world of wizards at the same time?

He glanced at the tripod again, well, Yang Shou actually found it ugly too.

"Forget it, let the brain rune to create artifacts and put them into the world, and it can also accelerate the progress and development of this world."

Yang Shou finally decided to leave the professional work to professional people. Shending can speed up the development of alchemy, and other artifacts can naturally speed up the evolution and progress of civilization.

Joyce and Changsheng glanced at each other, and scanned the surroundings. It was the first time that the treasure in the underground world appeared, and it was only the two of them... Competing?

Joyce didn't have any idea about the pot. Although Changsheng was dissatisfied with the shape of the pot, he valued practicality and urgently needed a pot for alchemy. This large pot satisfied him in time.

"Fellow townsman, the teacher said that those who meet have a share, but I really want this pot, can you give it to me?"

Changsheng held his head up and looked at Joyce eagerly with small eyes, and the generation of emperors actually started to act cute.

Joyce is very likely to be from the world of runes, that is, fellow countrymen, his own people, who cannot be hammered, Changsheng can only think carefully, show cuteness to win sympathy, and get a big pot.

He pointed at the pot. Although he couldn't understand the language, Joyce quickly understood what he meant, nodded, and generously gave it to Chang Sheng.

Then...his eyes widened again, Changsheng stepped forward, put the tripod on his back, and then threw him into the tripod, ready to go down the mountain.

"That's it, I have a cauldron, so I don't need to worry about Dirk. With this cauldron, I can make alchemy whatever I want!"

Changsheng was extremely excited. In the final analysis, he was still a child at heart. He had promised to conquer the wizard tribe in order to change the pot, but... he has already got the pot, so he still needs to conquer the wizard tribe?

It was easy to make a choice. The people in the wizard tribe were very similar to him, and there was a fellow countryman there, so he turned to Joyce and said, "My fellow countryman, where do you live? I see that you have been vomiting blood. I will send you off." Let's go back."

Changsheng's words were very sincere, Joyce was not hammered by him, he vomited blood inexplicably, and the vitality in his body was constantly passing away, but he still asked with concern.

However, language is the biggest obstacle, and lack of communication is the biggest problem. Joyce talked for a long time, but he didn't understand a word.

"Forget it, then I will take you back to the Hague Tribe first."

In the cauldron, Joyce explained for a long time, but Chang Sheng didn't understand a word, so he simply stopped talking, and stayed in the cauldron with peace of mind. It seemed that the other party had no malicious intentions.

At this time, the time for the wizard's disintegration technique has passed, and he can no longer maintain half a step of the godly realm, and is declining rapidly, and his aura has fallen to the peak of the sixth level.

This is more than that, the disintegration of life is the price, the vitality and witchcraft in his body are disappearing at a rapid rate, he can only cross his legs, trying to lock the vitality and live longer.

However, as Changsheng continued to move forward with the tripod on his shoulders, Joyce realized something was wrong after he knew the way.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"This is the direction to Hague Tribe, please stop!"

"Boy, stop, stop!"

Joyce couldn't suppress the injury anymore, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was sluggish, his whole body trembled and twitched incessantly.

It's a conspiracy! A conspiracy specially prepared for him!

So Changsheng was able to walk out of the Hague tribe safely, lure himself to take action, and then rushed to the mountain where the cauldron was, and even...even the cauldron was prepared.

Just put yourself in the pot and take it back to cook?

Please enter the urn?

Thinking of this, Joyce raised his head to the sky and let out a powerless roar, but at this moment, he was exhausted and had no energy left to resist...

Seeing the weak figure with his back on his back in front of him, he felt his hair stand on end.

Cunning and vicious!

He obviously has the power to crush himself, but he actually adopted such a despicable trick, put himself in the pot without any effort, and then brought him back to the Hague Tribe.

"My fellow, don't worry, I know Dirk from the Hague tribe. Although you are enemies, I will make it clear to him that they will not do anything to you."

Changsheng patiently explained in front of him that he didn't know what the fellow was thinking, so he vomited blood out of anger.

But in Joyce's ears, it was like a devil's ridicule, laughing at his ignorance, and being deceived by an eight-year-old child...

He hammered the cauldron weakly, watching the Hague tribe getting closer, showing despair.

"Is God going to kill Joyce here?"

"Not dying on the battlefield, but being boiled to death in a pot..."

Joyce was extremely sad and angry, but at this time his aura had dropped to level four and continued to weaken.

When the witch power dissipated completely, it was time for him to return to the ruins and die.

The Hague Tribe, Dirk was looking forward to seeing Changsheng chasing Joyce away, waiting until he saw Changsheng returning with a cauldron that was extremely incongruous with him...

"Changsheng, what are you carrying? Where's the opponent's Joyce, did you take him down?"

When Changsheng killed the wizard tribe, he sensed a breath that made him tremble. He had seen that breath before, and only the leaders of the five super tribes could make him tremble.

He didn't expect that the wizard tribe actually hid a half-step god. He was extremely fortunate that Changsheng had tested the news.

I thought that Changsheng would be beaten to death by the opponent's half-step god, but I didn't expect Changsheng to face the opponent's attack, unscathed, and chased the opponent's hammer...

Dirk looked at Changsheng with great anticipation, and then saw a cauldron thrown in front of his eyes by Changsheng, making a huge roar.

"What's this?"

He crawled over, his height was not much different from that of the big tripod, poked out his huge head, and looked into the tripod.

Seeing this, he was overjoyed. Isn't this... the opponent's Joyce, a hidden half-step god?

Now the opponent's aura is only at the third level, and he is trembling constantly, his face is livid, and he keeps yelling.

As a young diplomat who is proficient in three languages, Dirk heard Joyce's scolding clearly at once, and understood the cause and effect in an instant.

"Changsheng, you are really good. You captured the half-step gods, and you put them in the pot in one step. Come on, light a fire, and we will eat the meat of the half-step gods!"

In order for Joyce to understand, he said it again in the words of the wizarding world.

"puff--"

Joyce couldn't bear it any longer, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and cursed: "Dirk, you bastard, you actually used such a sinister and cunning trick..."

As an old enemy, Joyce has always been aware of Dirk's cunning, but he didn't expect that he invited a humanoid creature to deceive him this time!

"Wait, Dirk, he's from my hometown, what are you guys doing?"

Changsheng watched the lizards grab all kinds of firewood and put them under the cauldron, and even planned to ignite it, so he hurriedly stopped him, pouted his mouth, and said dissatisfied.

The next chapter will be released in the evening. I recommend a friend's book to everyone. If you are interested, you can read it. Book title: Practice begins with raising pigs.