The third day after the battle with the fungus demon.

Brian, who had finished resting in the dull woodland, appeared alone in a wonderful space.

He looked at the colors that appeared in front of him: gray-blue and sunset, brown-red and light green, changing constantly on the zik wood mushrooms.

The thick and wrinkled roots of the mushrooms are moss-green in the running water. The water flow is slowly blown out of a gentle vortex by the wind, and seems to be blocked by rocks, roots, and hanging and falling leaves, and stagnating.

He found that there was no clear path in the fungus woods, no direct light.

Only glowing fungi, lichen moss, mixed into the wind or underwater, mixing with sunlight and starlight into a hazy ball like a shadow.

The paths under tall fungal mushrooms surround the mushroom stems and pass through the rhizomes. They never bypass any obstacles, and are twisting like nerve veins.

The ground is not dry and solid, but it is wet and elastic, which is the result of the long and precise death process between living organisms and fungi plants.

Mushroom trees nearly a hundred meters tall, as well as countless sprouting small mushrooms growing on this rich 'cemetery'.

Brian walked on a path by the water. The water flow was often blocked by dense glowing moss and the flow rate was very slow.

When he saw an old man who was glowing in a hazy way, he stopped.

The old man sat under the umbrella of a Zek wood mushroom and looked at him.

"Hello, the great Lord of fungi."

Brian kept a distance from the old man who was so hazy that he could not see a single face clearly, bowed slightly to him, and bowed.

At this time, the place where he appeared was similar to the spiritual space of the Mustangman clan's chanting.

The Lord of Fungus, Perslofir, is the god of mushroom man and also a god of meditation.

Therefore, without any warning, He can continue to share his thoughts with the believers of the Muslim World in the material world anytime and anywhere.

Originally, he thought that the god of this god came to be a giant mushroom man, and then floated around him in a huge gray-blue mycelium.

Who would have thought that it was an old human being who could not see clearly any appearance.

"The half-elves from the world of Torrell." The old man looked up at Brian, "It was you who helped my people through a disaster, but you were unwilling to accept my gift, right?"

The words of the God of Mushroom Man were very light, but Brian felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He forced himself to maintain the most skillful calm and calm expression, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, controlled his voice, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Yes, because I think I have a better choice."

After a brief silence.

The old laughter mixed with the gurgling river water echoed in Bryan's ears, with mockery but no malice.

Brian stood there with a calm expression on his face.

Although the gifts obtained by saving the mushroom man are still very good for him now, when he thinks of his long-term plan, he still wants to take the initiative to strive for something that will benefit for life.

After all, once you miss something, you will be missed forever.

"I did promise you, but you also need to understand that promises, sometimes, are just what a liar says to a fool."

After the laughter stopped, the old man continued, "Now, I will give you a chance to speak out a choice that convinces me, otherwise you will gain nothing."

Hearing this, Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he was really worried that his actions would annoy a god, which led to the other party directly using the excuse of "greed" to blackmail his reward.

After calming down, he pondered for a moment and slowly said that he had thought about it: "I need to get control of a small town in the mechanical mirror of Nirvana."

The mechanical mirror of Nirvana of clocks and watches.

It is an upper plane with ultimate order.

In the mechanical realm, order is regarded as the highest criterion wherever it is.

It consists of completely equal light and dark bands, as well as completely equal heat and coldness.

The plane has a water drop-shaped clock and a distinct tree-shaped field.

Each law here forms an independent gear kingdom, and all operations are rotated according to their own principles.

Each cog acts with huge computing data. In addition to those puzzling legal functions, even various divine powers cannot understand the effects of these data. [Note: "Mechanical Mirror-World of Watches"]

The reason why Brian said this is mainly because he was attracted by a characteristic of the mechanical realm.

As an outer plane filled with constructs, gears and Matsuka.

When you choose to make a constructed creature here, the time and consumption required, as well as the quality of the product, will be reduced and strengthened to varying degrees based on your own recognition of the plane will, and even get additional abilities granted by the plane will.

It was this characteristic that made him want to establish a production structure biological factory in the mechanical environment.

Of course, there is another most important point.

The characteristics of the mechanical realm are not only mechanical creation, but also the plane closest to the law of time.

Only here can we have the opportunity to explore the most original mystery of time and study legendary magic and understanding related to time.

Because Brian's plan is very great, if he wants to gain a foothold in the mechanical realm in the future and form his own strength, he will have to find a god who protects him.

This is like a person with ambition who wants to build a foothold in a big city and take root and sprout, and with his personal ability and hard work, he will have the opportunity to complete it.

But if he wants to buy land to form forces and factories, he has to establish relationships with the leaders of the city.

otherwise.

What evil gods, demon lords, demon kings, plane merchant groups, etc., there are endless levels of monsters and monsters. From time to time, they come to brush your territory as dungeons, so that you can lose everything directly.

After all, due to the constraints of laws, the material planes cannot descend the gods in their true form, and even the incarnation of the Tao will cost a huge price.

As long as he is not a mortal enemy of the whole world, he can live a prosperous life.

However, in similar outer planes like the mechanical realm, there is no such benefit at all. If a true god holds a grudge, killing you is easier than killing an ant.

The Lord of Fungus, Boslofir, is a medium-sized god living in the mechanical realm.

In the mechanical realm, if He is under his hood, the divine powers and gods from hostile forces will at least be afraid of it and dare not take action by themselves.

As for those enemies in the legendary field, when his strength grows and reaches the legendary level, he can basically solve it himself.

"Just you? A mortal who doesn't even know what the legendary realm is."

The old man's words were the purest mockery, and even the gray-blue hazy light that enveloped him turned into a bright red symbolizing mockery due to the change of emotions.

"That's right." Brian said calmly:

"I may not have such an opportunity now, but even the gods may not be able to accurately predict what will happen in the future. Moreover, if I unfortunately died before reaching the legendary realm, this condition is equivalent to nothing for you, and there is no loss at all."

"This is not a reason to convince me."

The Lord of the Fungus was silent for a moment, and the hazy color changed back to gray-blue.

"I've read ancient classics." Brian had long guessed that the other party would answer this way, and he continued to say in a tone of neither humility nor arrogant:

"I not only know the details of the 'Child Fall', but also the ancient history of the dull forest. When I witnessed the conscious form of the dull forest in the astral plane, I further confirmed my thoughts. As the fungus master of the Muscleman clan, I believe you must have better judgment than us mortals."

Brian said until he finished speaking and stopped talking.

The "Crack of Tears" occurred at the beginning of the creation of the Torre World, following the third era after the Thunder Era - "The Birth of the Three Creator Races" and the Dawn Era - "The Dragon and the Giant Contend": the First Era of Prosperity.

It's about what happened about 23,000-12,000 years ago.

Of course, it can also be called the Elf Era.

In this era, with the elves winning sequels over dragons and giants, the elves' civilization reached its peak in the world of Torrell.

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So a familiar scene happened.

Thousands of years have made the elves of the immigrant race forget how the disaster happened in the former elves kingdom.

After all, the pain of history will always fade away with the passage of time.

These high elves wanted to use magic in the world of Torrell to create an ideal home that can permanently protect themselves.

Then hundreds of high elves whose elves have reached the legendary level gathered in the heart of the continent of the Torrell World, in the current Cormier Kingdom area.

They joined forces to arrange a magic circle with a diameter of more than ten kilometers here.

When the power of the spell reaches its peak.

The huge magical energy instantly exceeded the expectations and control of the elves.

As the first elf mage was killed by magic backfire, the next hundreds of legendary elf mages suffered the same fate in the following minutes, just like the floating city where Naserier was dumped into dumplings.

However, this is far from over, something even more terrifying happened.

These uncontrolled huge magical energy breaks through the sky, attracting a huge comet falling from the sky.

This huge meteorite fell into the center of the continent, as if the end of the world was the end of the world, countless races completely disappeared, thousands of cities were destroyed, and four inner seas were smashed and merged into the current "Sea of ​​Falling Stars".

This catastrophe, located in the huge fungal forest in the underground world in the central continent, naturally suffered along with it.

As part of the incarnation of the Lord of the Fungus, as the meteorite fell, the mind body of the huge fungus forest completely disappeared.

Until now, it gradually returned to its current appearance as the lightless woodland.

In fact, the ancient history of the light-free woodland.
To be continued...