Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 256: The Path of Cultivation of the Silkworm Dream Super Civilization 'Butterfly King'

"Sa——"

A silver-gray light curtain that seemed ordinary and had no elemental fluctuations unfolded in front of Domenico and quickly enveloped the fifth-level creatures rushing in the front on the opposite side.

Tianshu Holy Flame.

A ring of pure light.

Thunder that breaks the catastrophe.

Eternal daylight flame.

The fifth-level creatures released various fifth-level secret techniques to counterattack, but their flying speed did not change at all, and they still rushed towards Domenico at the fastest speed.

The two natives at the end of the passage were only level five and level four respectively, and the attacks they unleashed seemed ordinary.

These two guys actually dared to stand in front of them without knowing their own life or death. It was just a good opportunity for them to vent the anger they had suffered from the sixth-level terrifying existence before.

"call--"

The silver-grey light curtain and various attack secret techniques did not cause any effect on each other and just passed by each other directly.

"It's time to go." Domenico whispered to Vann.

These attacks were unbearable for both him and Vann. After all, there were too many of them.

And when his soul attack falls on the opposite side, it will definitely completely destroy a group of fifth-level life souls, making it impossible for them to revive with the help of the power of origin.

If those hostile sixth-level creatures discovered this situation, they would most likely rush over and kill him at all costs.

It is undoubtedly a wise choice to make a strategic retreat now.

"Yes." Fann nodded, his mental power sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, and he immediately activated the space jumping magic.

A space crack appeared in front of the two people, and instantly sucked them in.

"Ran?"

"pity."

"What exactly is that silver-gray light curtain that guy released? Why are our attacks ineffective against it?"

"I don't know, maybe it's just a decoration?"

"Don't be careless, activate your defensive secrets and charge straight ahead."

"Yes."

"Ok."

In just a few words, the group of fifth-level creatures had already agreed on a countermeasure.

They activated various defensive secret techniques and rushed straight towards the silver-grey light curtain left by Domenico.

Soon the two sides collided with each other.

Immediately afterwards, one by one the fifth-level creatures lost consciousness silently, leaving only their seemingly intact bodies falling heavily to the bottom of the plane channel.

In just a few moments, hundreds of fifth-level creatures fell silently, and the thin silver-gray light curtain shrunk by more than 90%.

The remaining edges and corners are no longer sufficient to support its existence, and they turn into silver light that slowly dissipates.

"Tiberius, what's wrong with you?"

"Rise?!"

"What exactly is going on?"

The fifth-level creatures who arrived later were filled with fear and horror when they saw this strange scene.

They could clearly sense that all the creatures falling down had lost their breath of life.

This can only mean one thing, that they are all dead.

But how is this possible?
It is obvious that their original aura is very strong and has not been consumed at all. No matter how you think about it, the aura of life should not dissipate!

"Tiberius is really dead." A rock giant picked up another rock giant that looked like him and examined him carefully, then sent a message in a panic to the surrounding fifth-level creatures.

"Rice is dead too." In another direction, a big tree that was tied to another tree with branches also shouted in fear.

"Crow is dead."

"So does Aya."

"died."

"All dead."

"Why is this happening?"

Panic spread in the hearts of these fifth-level creatures, and their steps towards the end of the plane channel also stopped.

They had never encountered a situation where the power of origin failed before.

A fifth-level creature would be considered a high-level existence in any plane, but he died in such an unclear way. Who wouldn't be afraid?
Seeing this, the fourth-level creatures following behind the fifth-level creatures also stopped.

Tens of thousands of powerful creatures fell into deathly silence.

Behind the passage is the sixth-level battlefield.

"Oh, Speaker Domenico is really impatient." Francis smiled and shook his head, "The war has just started, and he came out."

He naturally understood Domenico's plan.

Although this guy's actions were inconsistent with the predetermined plan, they were indeed quite useful, so he didn't bother to care about it.

"He is a level five cultivator, yet he dares to come here. He really doesn't know how to live or die!" Estherin, who was surrounded by the wind element field, had a gloomy expression on her face.

Domenico is indeed very strong among those of his level, but he poses little threat to beings of a higher level, and his defensive methods are also poor.

If Fan En hadn't been here, he would probably have died here today. This is simply outrageous!

"Hey, Speaker Estherlin, don't be angry." Gerald tried to smooth things over, "We have Vann here, so Speaker Domenico has at least made a contribution."

"Hmph!" Eslin snorted coldly, and directly condensed a terrifying storm and released it to the sixth-level creatures on the opposite side who were in the same shock as the fifth-level creatures.

Now that I can't hit Domenico, I can only take it out on them.

"Tsk." Gerald smacked his lips, feeling relieved.

Fortunately, I didn't think of finding a wife who is the speaker of the parliament. Domenico is so miserable.

The other speakers also had smiles on their faces, obviously in a good mood.

Don't get me wrong, they were simply happy that Domenico had made his first great contribution, and they had absolutely no intention of gloating at all.

Opposite the battlefield.

"What kind of methods did that native use just now? He could actually ignore the power of origin?!" the sixth-level rock giant said in shock and anger.

It had never seen such a strange method before. It was so terrifying that it could actually ignore the power of origin.

"I once heard an elder tell a story when I was in the tribe."

The core vassal leader, Carly, said in a tone full of fear and uncertainty: "Although the great being involved in that story is countless times stronger than our people, they seem to have some similarities in essence."

"Of course, only a little bit is the same."

When it thought of that story, the whole ball couldn't stop shaking.

Fortunately, there was a sixth-order vassal with strong defense in front of it to withstand the attack of the natives, otherwise it would have been destroyed again in its current state. "What's the story?" Tok, another core leader, asked hurriedly.

"In the very distant past, a great being of the eighth rank from a top-level large civilization challenged the Canmeng super civilization."

Carly murmured in a dreamlike voice, "That day, a butterfly that was as beautiful, noble, and like a natural emperor as if it only appeared in a dream flew out from the Silkworm Dream Plane and arrived at the core plane group where the top large civilization was located."

"It just flew over the plane group and then went back. It seems that nothing has changed."

"But the weird thing is that after that, for a long time, no living creatures walked out of that plane group."

"It was not until a long, long time later that our ancestors walked out of the plane group through the barrier passage that had not yet been closed that other great eighth-level beings dared to explore."

"The result of the investigation by that great eighth-order being is that, except for the creatures of my race, all other beings in the entire plane group have lost their breath of life."

"But the weird thing is that their original power still remains, just like them."

At this point, Kali's blue sphere extended a beam of light, pointing to the body held by the other fifth-order creatures in front, and then added: "The elders of my tribe also said that our tribe was born from the remains of those great beings."

"Because of this, my race can directly integrate into the bodies of other creatures and obtain their memories."

This story has always been engraved in my mind.

Seeing this scene, it’s really hard not to connect the two.

"So you think that the fifth-level native who just appeared is following the system of the Butterfly Emperor?" Tok asked in a heavy tone.

"Hmm." Carly's sphere bounced slightly. "Apart from this explanation, there is basically no other possibility."

"This civilization is truly terrifying." The giant white tiger next to them said with emotion, "It's fine that they have a complete cultivation system and can comprehend the rudiments of the laws, but they can replicate things like space and the path of the Butterfly King. It's simply outrageous."

"Luckily we found them in time."

After a moment, Tok let out a deep breath, "If the fifth-level native of their civilization who took the path of the Butterfly King is now a sixth-level, then we will definitely face a desperate situation."

"He is not attacking us now, obviously he is not sure that he can wipe us out like those fifth-level tribesmen."

"He only wiped out 112 members of the tribe and left. He has not returned yet. This shows that his strange and great energy is limited and difficult to recover."

"Our people still have the advantage in numbers, and it is still possible to invade their dimension."

"Everyone, give orders to your respective tribesmen. At all costs, you must break through their plane."

"If you can do this, the Lord God will definitely not reward only a single-digit core group when he returns!"

After careful consideration, it made a solemn promise.

It believes that the God will support its decision after his return, because the potential for civilization in the plane ahead is so great.

"it is good!"

"can."

"That's all we can do."

"really."

No sixth-level creature opposed Tok's decision, and they all gave orders to their own people, because their lives were in the hands of the God.

Since there is no way out, we can only fight!
Fight yourself, and let your people fight too, risking your life for a possible future.

In front of the plane barrier passage.

The fourth and fifth level creatures that had originally stopped flying forward again, but this time the enthusiasm on their faces was much less, and there was a little more fear.

In their eyes at this moment, the plane ahead is no longer fish for them to slaughter, but a sea of ​​fire and a mountain of swords.

If you are not careful, you may die completely, without even the chance to be resurrected with the help of the power of the origin.

In the desolate plane, above the boundless desert.

Under Lor's gaze, the anklet-like credential for entering the second world in the silver wolf's claws suddenly separated into a gray ball.

"take it."

Silver Wolf gathered a little power of faith and threw the ball to Lor, who was nine thousand miles away. He said at the same time: "This is the entry certificate to the second world. Whatever you want it to look like, you just need to touch it with your senses and transmit a picture to it."

"If you want to enter the second world, you just need to pass on this thought."

"Except for the first time you can enter the second world for free, each subsequent entry into the second world will consume one thousand fantasy dream points."

"As for how to obtain Dream Points, you will understand once you enter."

It carefully explained to Lor the precautions for using the credentials to enter the second world, as if it had already treated him as its own vassal.

"call--"

Lor looked at the gray sphere flying straight towards him. He sank his mental power into his sea of ​​consciousness and activated the gravity spell, causing it to hover a hundred miles away from his phantom body.

"Can the Second World Certificate be used by multiple living beings?" Lor asked while controlling his phantom body under the puzzled gaze of the Silver Wolf.

He was not sure whether this thing was really the credential to enter the second world. He wanted to take it back for other people to verify, but he was afraid that this thing would bind the user.

Therefore, I can only ask Silver Wolf first and then make a decision based on his reaction.

Silver Wolf: “.”

It naturally knew what the native was planning.

After all, this guy had almost no concealment and intercepted the entry credentials to the second world a hundred miles away.

The native's question made its anger, which had almost dissipated, rise again.

"If you don't believe it, then give it back to me!" After a while, the Silver Wolf recovered and shouted angrily.

"I didn't say I didn't believe you."

Luo Er frowned while controlling his phantom body, and retorted with an unhappy look on his face: "From the fact that you have to collect debts to redeem this entry certificate, it is obviously very valuable."

"I just want to ask first to see if I can maximize its value."

"Really?" Silver Wolf asked angrily, "Then why did you stop it when it was still a hundred miles away from you?"

It found that this native did not hide his lies at all. Did he really think it could be fooled?
"Okay, I'll get it right away." Lor sighed while controlling his phantom body, then raised his hand and used gravity to take the entry certificate to the second world in his hand. Then he continued to ask, "Can you tell me now?"

"Humph!" Silver Wolf calmed down a bit and started to explain, "Don't even think about it. Once the Second World Entry Voucher is used, it will be bound to the creature that used it, and other creatures can no longer use it."

"Is that so?" Lor's phantom nodded thoughtfully, then pretended to release his perception to contact the second world's entry credentials, and then closed his eyes slightly without saying a word.

This posture was as if he had entered the second world and was exploring it.

In fact, his real body was in another direction seven thousand miles away from the Silver Wolf, his senses locked onto the Silver Wolf and observing its expression.

Being cautious is an instinct ingrained in his bones. How could he put himself in danger just because of a few casual words from Silver Wolf?

ten seconds
Thirty seconds.
A minute later, Silver Wolf asked impatiently, "There are only a few rules for the Second World. Haven't you finished reading them yet?"

"Or are you wondering what name to choose?"

"You can pick any name you want. It doesn't matter if you have the same name as someone else. After you pick a name, a specific number will be generated. That's your real name."

"Let me know once you've chosen your name so I can add your contact number."

"So that's how it is." Lor's phantom showed a look of realization, but his real body quietly took the second world entrance certificate from the phantom's hand, and made a fake second world entrance certificate for the phantom.

The silver wolf didn't show any strange expression just now, which means that its words can be trusted 90%.

As for the remaining 10%.
There is no way to change the current situation without taking risks. There is no way around it.

(End of this chapter)