Chapter 685: 1 Unit World Origin
Suddenly, an indescribable terrifying force erupted.
The powerful shock wave blew away everything nearby, and countless buildings were reduced to rubble.
The space within a thousand meters of the Abyss Gate was torn apart, revealing its true body hidden in other dimensions.
It is recorded in "The Travels of Mitt" that the gate of the abyss that we see is an illusion, and the real gate of the abyss is hidden in a place that ordinary creatures cannot reach. Only by destroying the space on that side through violent means and completely destroying the gate of the abyss can we prevent the possibility of the devil's comeback.
In the astral plane, in some small plane worlds, every thousand years, the demon army will return. This is exactly the same principle.
Under the energy attack of the Demon-Destroying Cannon, Solomon City completely disappeared.
After an unknown amount of time, a space channel appeared at the location of the destroyed "Gate of the Abyss". An unknown object was expelled and was annihilated bit by bit under the destructive light column.
When the mysterious object was completely destroyed, the Duke of Moravia stopped the attack.
Without the impact of energy loss, the broken space began to slowly repair itself.
Under the interference of Metagea's plane consciousness, new matter began to emerge, filling the space within a hundred miles of Solomon City.
Weilin turned his head and saw that the new land was quickly corrupted by the residual abyss breath.
It will take at least thirty years for the abyss aura to dissipate naturally, which means that this area will no longer be suitable for survival.
When the space was repaired, a fist-sized ball of light appeared in the command center of the floating city.
Looking at the milky white light, Weilin swallowed subconsciously, his eyes full of desire.
"You're quite generous. You actually gave me one unit of the world's origin." The Duke of Moravia stretched out his hand to catch the ball of light, and feeling the content of the world's origin, Shanshan smiled.
One unit of World Origin is equal to ten thousand Corella World Origin, and one Corella World Origin can promote an ordinary creature who has not embarked on the professional path to a high-level gold professional.
On the surface, he is no different from those abyss demons.
However, the Metagea plane was captured by the Illerial world and became part of the Pan-Illerial world circle. After another hundred years, it will be able to complete the assimilation of the rules and become one of the subsidiary worlds of the Illerial world.
Judging from this point of view, he is not an invader.
The Duke of Moravia turned his head and looked at Weilin's expression. He pondered for a moment, then took out one hundred corelas of the origin of the world and handed them to the other party.
Looking at the fingernail-sized ball of light in front of him, Weilin suppressed his inner desire, split it into two, swallowed half into his stomach, and sent the other half to Kyle.
After doing all this, Weilin sat on the metal chair and began to absorb the power of the origin of the fifty corelas world.
Kyle looked down at the origin of the world in front of him, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Since he gave it to you, just accept it." The Duke of Moravia put the Origin of the World in his arms, looked at the hesitant blond young man, and said with a smile.
Hearing the other party's words, Kyle hesitated for a moment, brought the origin of the world to his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
Below the legendary level, using the origin of the world to improve your strength is the best method.
For a legendary strong man, using the origin of the world to enhance his strength is the stupidest way.
Different strengths lead to different means of utilizing the same substance.
After teleporting the two to the training room, Duke Moravia sat on the metal chair, looked at the polluted land, shook his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, let's ask the Saint to purify this place."
A medium-sized plane world can only produce twenty to fifty units of world origin every hundred years. Considering the level and size of the Metagea plane world, it can only produce twenty-three units of world origin every hundred years.
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Half a month later, Weilin woke up from his deep sleep.
Feeling the changes inside the body, the second combat skill - [Death Knight] has been engraved on the second soul ring.
He stood up and spread his hands. The fighting spirit left his palms and formed two tall knights, one white and one black, in the training room.
The living knight is filled with the breath of life, while the dead knight is surrounded by the breath of withering.
[Life Knight] and [Death Knight] are both branches of the soul's origin skills, engraved on one's own soul.
After watching the two knights for a while, Weilin withdrew his power.
According to the original plan, it would take at least three years to engrave the combat skill [Death Knight] on the soul ring. Unexpectedly, fifty corelas of the world origin saved him three years of hard training.
Calling the tower spirit, he opened the door to the secret room and saw Kyle taking a nap leaning against the metal wall.
Hearing the sound, Kyle opened his eyes and looked at his master with a smile on his face.
"How long has it been?" Weilin asked.
Hearing this, Kyle answered, "Half a month."
"That's long enough."
The two walked out along the corridor while talking and absorbing the feeling of the origin of the world.
Two days later, Weilin packed his spoils into the demiplane, said goodbye to his grandfather, and left the floating city of Flo.
Before leaving, Weilin flew around the city of Solomon, looked at the green plains, praised the goddess of life in his heart, and then flew towards the military camp.
It has been almost a month since I left Tasker Barracks. I don’t know what the situation is like now?
After flying over a vast plain, the team stopped at the border between Thousand Castles Province and Solomon Province. Looking at the camp below which had expanded several times, his face was filled with confusion.
If it weren't for the fact that all the camps were flying Qi Xingling's flags, he would have thought that the military camp had been occupied by the enemy.
After searching for a long time, we finally determined the location of the central camp.
"My lord, welcome back." Hebrew stepped forward and saluted with excitement.
"You come in with me first."
After saying this, Weilin opened the curtain and entered the tent.
Kyle followed closely behind, following behind Weilin and entering the tent.
Thinking back to what the Lord said when he left, Hebrew suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"How about pushing the responsibility onto the future father-in-law?"
As soon as this idea came to his mind, he rejected it. After the master and Kyle left the Tasker camp, he was the acting commander of the 15th Army. Wouldn't it be treating the master as a fool?
But, being beaten...
Forget it, don’t think about it.
Hebrew took a deep breath, with a determined look on his face, he opened the curtain and entered the tent.
Weilin looked calm. He waved his hand to signal Hebrew to sit down and asked, "Tell me, what did you do after I left? When I came back, I almost thought I was in the wrong place."
Hearing this, Hebrew organized his words and said, "My Lord, not long after Kell left, a demonic disaster occurred in the direction of Solomon City. A large number of civilians, nobles, wealthy businessmen, and organized armies came to the Tasker camp and knelt down to beg for surrender."
"Before you left, you said that we were not allowed to attack proactively, but you didn't say that we were not allowed to take prisoners. So I ordered to take prisoners and let Brother Lavia preach among the prisoners. On the one hand, it was to stabilize the order of the prisoners, and on the other hand, it was to expand the vassal army."
"During this period, I..."
