Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

Although it didn't take long to travel here, Yu Sheng'an has already realized what constitutes the fundamental force of this world.

That is - the soul.

The power of a magician comes from the magic pattern, but after all, it still needs the support of soul power.

The abyssal demon evolves through fighting and devouring, but according to the records in the classics and Yu Sheng'an's observation, in the final analysis, it still devours the soul to increase its strength.

Just fighting and destroying seems to be able to let them vent the unstable factors in the foreign souls.

Even so, though, most demons are wild and twisted.

Not to mention the gods, the godhead is just authority, and if you want to exercise authority, you need source quality to drive it.

The source quality comes from the soul.

Then Redmond's soul was twisted to the point of being able to use his life-sharing contract to communicate with his abyssal demons and summon them because of a fire. It seemed unbelievable, but it was actually understandable.

Yu Shengan tapped the armrest with his fingers, thinking secretly:

Maybe Redmond's soul isn't twisted, the twist is just a concept created by magicians and gods.

It may be more appropriate to say that it is a mutation.

If he can grasp the secret of the soul, his power may surpass that of the gods.

It's a pity...Yu Sheng'an glanced at Redmond's three companions through the perspective of God. Their physical vitality has not disappeared, and the huge demon group's supply of life for the three of them is just a drop in the bucket.

But their souls were broken.

In terms of modern medicine, their current state is called "vegetative state" which is very appropriate.

With his help, only Redmond survived this tragic burning, and because of some complicated factors, his soul was mutated.

"The only sample!"

Yu Shengan shook his head, and finally chose to stand by.

Half an hour later, the burning frame in the village was re-ignited, but the person on the frame was replaced by an old lady.

With her wailing, the shadow demon rushed out of the village, grinning grinningly, chasing and killing the fleeing villagers.

Yu Sheng'an sighed, then turned his eyes away, and withdrew his perspective of God.

He has no right to condemn Redmond. Thinking about it in another way, he may have done more radical things than Redmond.

In fact, his low-grain strategy is very dirty. Once launched, the destructive power it causes is no less than a large-scale war.

However, he still marked Redmond and decided to focus on observation.

...

Three days later, Yu Shengan, on behalf of the Kavier Empire, escorted the Viais mission to leave Willis City.

It will be a long journey, and it will take at least half a month to reach the earthly kingdom of the goddess of music—Viais.

After leaving the city, the barrenness and vastness of this world gradually unfolded.

On both sides of the official road solidified with earth magic, when you go out of the city, you can still see a large area of ​​farmland, which turns into an endless forest as you walk.

Time also becomes boring.

Because of this, many people don't understand Yu Sheng'an's entourage.

Especially Viais, the head of the embassy - Meg.

As the head of the mission, he clearly knew the purpose of this trip to the Kavier Empire - to purchase high-yield and cold-resistant seeds newly cultivated by the Kavier Empire.

It's a pity that the Kavier Empire obviously knew the importance of these seeds, and they would not be moved by whatever price they offered.

In the end, they are only willing to sell a batch of grain.

In addition, the Kavier Empire will also send Ajaf to Viais to discuss cooperation matters.

To tell the truth, if it weren't for Ajaf's accompanying, Meg would not be satisfied with this batch of grain at all, and he would find a way to stay in Willis until he got some seeds, even if there were only a few grains.

At least the goddess has an explanation.

Because of this, he was very aware of Ajayef's status.

Especially after he came over,

Only then did I know that Ajaf also pioneered the conjecture that "thunder magic can be transformed into light magic".

Such a big man can be said to be comparable to the three great Dharma gods.

It was so strange that he sat in the carriage and set off with the team.

What the mission escorted was only a batch of food, so it was not necessary to dispatch a big man like him.

Even if he was negotiating state affairs with the goddess on behalf of the Kavier Empire, he could be teleported there, so why waste time on the road?

Meg couldn't figure it out.

As everyone knows, Yu Sheng'an couldn't find Viais at all.

That's right, the reason is that fucking.

Coincidentally, in the teleportation coordinates marked by the former God of Contract Twain, there is no Goddess of Music on Earth.

Yu Shengan is nearby and there is no user to provide coordinates, how to teleport there?

Even if it is teleported nearby, a large number of demons will have to be dispatched to search for it. If the goddess of music is misunderstood again, it will be bad.

It's so troublesome to be left and right, well, just go with the mission.

How cool is it to have someone serving you, someone leading the way, and someone helping to identify yourself?

Yu Sheng'an just took this opportunity to practice magic, and inquired about the goddess of music by the way.

"Mr. Meg, I heard that music is the most important thing in your country. As long as you create beautiful music, ordinary people can also earn riches from nobles. Is this true?"

In the carriage, Yu Shengan asked Meg with a smile.

"Mr. Ajaf, the world says that you are the most intelligent magician. I didn't expect you to listen to such rumors!"

"Oh, what do you say?"

"How can such an elegant thing as music be created by a pariah?"

Yu Sheng'an was stunned: "Then what if the common people really created it? In the history of Viais, is it possible that there is not a single example?"

"It's... not that there are no such people in history. There are indeed a few talented people who can create beautiful music without touching any temperament. However, these people will not be awarded the title of nobility immediately, but they will be sent to the music academy. Finally, based on their achievements and contributions, it is decided whether to grant the title of nobility."

"Oh, I see."

Yu Shengan nodded, his eyes flickering.

The goddess of music is really not stupid!

It was also rumored outside that "everything is inferior but music is high", maybe it was her smoke bomb.

However, after all, it is the god who holds the power of music, so it still attaches great importance to music!

I don't know, can the few blue star songs I prepared be in her ears?

Also, my contract godhead uses words and words to exercise power.

Then how does the musical godhead exert its power?

lyrics?

Or melody?

Yu Shengan let out a breath and glanced out of the window. At some point, the mission passed by a large farmland.

In the wind and cold of nine autumns, everything is bleak, but there is a lot of green in the farmland.

The gratifying scenery made Yu Shengan subconsciously shout: "Stop!"

The mission stopped immediately.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Yu Sheng'an got off the carriage and looked at the farmland beside the road, where the broad-leaved mallow was planted.

The plump leaves sway gently in the cold wind.

On the side of the road, an old farmer was leaning on an iron plow, looking at him and the convoy in surprise.

Yu Shengan asked, "Mister, are these all yours?"

The old farmer looked flustered, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, if you go back to the master, it's all unowned wasteland, and I'm just blind."

Yu Shengan smiled and comforted, "Old man, don't be afraid, I'm just asking. Are you not afraid of wild beasts coming out of the forest when you open up wasteland here?"

There was a hint of pride on the old man's face: "Don't be afraid, many people in our village learn magic fighting spirit on the Internet. It's amazing. The beasts in this forest are being chased away. How dare they come out?"

"That's really good!" Yu Sheng'an nodded, and said again: "After harvesting this crop of broad-leaved mallow, don't plant it any more. It's not cold-resistant, and it won't grow when it's cold in the future."

"real?"

"What did I lie to you for?"

Yu Shengan waved his hand and got into the carriage again.

The convoy immediately set off and left slowly.

The old farmer looked at the leaving convoy, and yelled at a soldier in a strange way: "Brother, let me ask you something. Who is that young gentleman? He seems to understand mallow quite well?"