"The people here really didn't flee. They couldn't move so much property in time. After all, Wind Erosion is considered the top force in the first layer of hell. Not only does it have thirteen demigods, but it also has an offensive and defensive alliance with the largest rain demon tribe. They thought they had the power to resist... but in the end, they all died."

In the vast Gobi Desert, the strong wind blew through the honeycomb-like stone pits and the castle-like hills, making a shrill sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling. If there is no protection, this layer of wind sound alone is enough to confuse the mind, destroy reason, and make people drown in their own fear.

Almost all demigod strongholds in Hell are large territories formed by the patchwork of multiple magic temples, but demigods do not need to live in such large places, so they all spontaneously transformed the surrounding environment into a permanently effective "cursed landscape."

The seemingly ordinary landforms such as "Wild" and "Gobi" not only hide murderous intentions, but also allow the demigods in the stronghold to immediately notice the presence of uninvited guests in the territory. In addition, Ash also saw lakes full of turbid black liquid and fields full of skeletons and bones, which were full of malice towards outsiders at a glance.

In the center of the wind-eroded Gobi Desert is a fortress carved out of a huge rock formation.

In the center of the fortress stood an extremely tall and long cross spear, and from time to time one could hear the sound of spears piercing the air. Above the fortress stood a statue of an eagle with its wings spread, and the eagle's cry was even louder than the howling and wailing outside. On the wall of the fortress stood a row of lightning-shaped dark blue carvings, and Ash felt his hair stand on end at the first sight, and if he stared at them for a few more seconds, even his eyeballs might be shattered by lightning!

Just from the natural visions, it can be seen that these three wonders are much more powerful than "overturning"!

With a casual move of his hand, the knowledge gems scattered on the ground swarmed up and gathered into the refining bottle in Ash's hand.

Ash estimated the number, "This seems like too many, right?"

"Because this is not just the crystal cores of the thirteen demigods, but also the crystal cores of the entire Rain Demon Clan." Death Maniac said, "Like demigods, demigod creatures will also leave behind crystal cores similar to knowledge gems after death. However, except for the Alchemist Supreme who can refine the crystal cores into the essence of knowledge, other alchemists can only use the crystal cores to strengthen the power of their own spells... Look, just like this."

Death Maniac raised his toes and grabbed the carved staff with six crystal cores on the ground. He flicked his fingers and ejected all the crystal cores. "Magicians and magic staffs, doesn't it sound like an ancient epic? However, most of these demigods are antiques from prehistoric times. In their time, magic staffs were indeed common equipment for magicians."

"In the lost era, magic spirits could not be fed with gold and silver. The earth was full of magical beasts. If a Saint Domain Legend was not careful, it might cause an ecological disaster in the entire area. The reason might just be that the magicians wanted to test a miracle... For this group of ancient demigods, Hell might be closer to their past than the Six Kingdoms."

"And the price is that all living beings will become the playthings of the Lord God." Ash sighed: "But even without the Lord God, mortals will still be the playthings of other magicians. In comparison, this should be considered an improvement, right?"

Death Maniac chuckled: "Have you ever heard Vichy praise the civilization of your era?"

Ash was startled.

"The prehistoric era was darker and greater than you can imagine." Death Maniac said, "The reason is very simple - at that time, gods were born in reality."

"Almost every top political power, force, and organization is built on the basis of gods, relying on miracles to improve the development level of the entire region... You must be thinking of the influence of the gospel gods on the gospel kingdom, but that is not comprehensive enough, because the gospel has been locked up by the omniscient weaver, and the gospel has little effect on promoting productivity."

"Very small?" Ash almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. "Now the entire Gospel Kingdom is built under the overall planning of the Gospel system, which can achieve the highest theoretical production efficiency with the lowest internal friction. Doesn't this explain its productivity?"

"Let me give you an example." Death Maniac said, "There is a group of necromancers who believe in Haagen-Dazs. They rely on the spirit "Corpse Ghost" to create a kingdom of the dead. All physical activities do not require human labor. They rely on unlimited corpse ghosts to complete all repetitive tasks you can imagine... Do you still think that the gospel gods are productive?"

Ash shut up. The Gospel System can at most allow people to spend the least effort to obtain the correct results, but the Shiki System can allow people to quickly enter a great era of abundant materials. The former still requires exploiting oneself, while the latter is for everyone to exploit others to death. How can cheating be better than getting something for free?

Could it be true what Harvey said, that the seventeenth century was the century of the dead?

"In the 1668 years since the birth of the Six Kingdoms, no more natural gods have been born in the world." Death Maniac said leisurely, "Except for the short-lived Age of Gods in the Senluo Kingdom, the other five countries have not yet reached the average level of prehistoric civilization... and may not be able to reach it in many years. Mortals cannot surpass gods."

Ash nodded silently in his heart. Although a romanticist like him who had received nine years of compulsory education should not agree with the statement that human power cannot defeat the gods, it would make sense if you regard the gods as resources as well.

Just like an island without high-quality wood, the people there will never be able to build a ship that can sail far, and they will be trapped on the island for their entire lives. No matter how much they develop, it will be just a small ceremony. For mortals, gods are like ships that can help them reach other places with more resources, allowing civilization to grow and develop explosively.

The God trapped all living beings in the six kingdoms, granted them peace, and took away their future. There is no right or wrong in this matter, just like you can't judge the right or wrong of gravity. In the past 1668 years, the God has been the rule of the world.

But in the future, ambiguous justice will be defined, and there will be only one standard left in the world: the supreme will of magic!

At this time, the refining bottle produced a bottle of starry potion.

"Super Large Knowledge Essence: After drinking it, you can condense a super large amount of knowledge virtual wings."

Death Maniac said: "If you drink this bottle, it will be enough to condense the first level of Hell Void Wings, and there will even be some left."

Ash felt incredible: "So simple?"

He has only been in hell for one day and he has already reached the minimum standard for passing?

Death Maniac poked him with his staff and said, "This contains the life-long accumulation of thirteen demigods and the crystal cores of an entire group of rain demons. If a lot of it hadn't automatically dissipated over the past week, it would definitely be possible to extract the essence of knowledge that can directly condense the second-level virtual wings."

Ash pretended to grab the staff casually, but his fingers went straight through the palm of the death maniac. The death maniac looked at Ash with contempt, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, as if to say, "If you raise your tail, I know you're going to shit or pee."

She spit out the burnt cigarette butt, which happened to burn the back of Ash's hand, but the cigarette butt disappeared before it hit the ground. She could do anything to Ash, and Ash could not touch her no matter what.

Then she lit another cigarette and said, "Drink the essence. Don't worry about Sonya and the others not getting a share. We'll search a few more strongholds later. All of you will have no problem with the second-level Void Wing."

"This is the fun of collecting civilizations," she chuckled. "The resources of the entire civilization are used to support a few people. You should worry about whether you have the time to digest this huge accumulation."

Ash nodded and drank the essence of knowledge in his hand.

He felt his heart suddenly thump, and then his whole body felt as if it was smashed into countless pieces by a hammer, or as if it was torn into countless pieces alive. But with the flow of the essence of knowledge, his broken parts glued together again, and the sharp pain in his heart was instantly replaced by the supreme pleasure of the soul being reunited. And because of the reconstruction, the essence of knowledge was completely integrated into his soul and turned into his strength.

Fortunately, he descended as a soul rather than a physical body. In just one second, he experienced extreme pain and extreme pleasure. The strong physiological reaction made Ash unable to help but hug his arms and gasp for breath. His earlobes turned a soft pink color and he almost lost his balance and squatted down.

The Death Maniac squinted at him and said casually: "You can try drinking the Essence of Knowledge with the girls, and then you may have a crazy night... but there is a possibility that the girls will beat you up for being shy."

"I won't do that!" Ash said unhappily, and with his right hand extended, virtual wings bloomed one after another on his back! Silver virtual wings, golden virtual wings, rainbow virtual wings, sword-colored virtual wings, colorful sword wings that looked like tails, and a black flame prison wing covered with four-color cracks!

This is the magician’s fifth virtual wing, the virtual wing of hell!

In just one night, he condensed the first level of prison wing!

Although the first level of the prison wing can only be considered as entry-level, and can be stacked up to six levels or even infinitely, but in a literal sense, he is already a formal demigod magician!

"Sure enough, your prison wings are of mixed colors." said Death Maniac.

"Motley?"

"You used the essence of knowledge to condense the prison wings. The essence will automatically distribute feather attributes according to your level of magic." Death Maniac said, "And your swordsmanship, time, truth, and soul factions are almost the same. At most, your swordsmanship is a little better. Therefore, the colors of your prison wings are almost evenly divided, and you can't achieve specialization in any one of them."

"Although it is almost impossible for a demigod's wings to be pure colors, at most they can have one main color and one secondary color, and ignore the other colors. But you have four colors at once. Theoretically, your wings must be four times longer than those of other demigods, so that the power of your single spell can reach the same level as others."

"Isn't it because of the bond system you created that allowed me to share magic experience with others that led to the four colors advancing together?" Ash was also a little helpless: "Actually, I don't need so many magic factions. Swordsmanship is basically enough."

Death Maniac glanced at him and said, "We didn't expect you to be able to really improve everyone's bond. In our initial concept, except for you and Sonia, you can only have a bond of level 4, and everyone else should have a bond of level 2."

"Even if you don't like Sonia, but like Diya, Weisser, or even Vichy, it should be a situation of one main and three sub-spells. Your magic will have a main color, and it will not hinder the condensation of your prison wings. And now..." Speaking of this, Si Kuang was also a little helpless.

Ash scratched his face a little embarrassedly, "It's not that great..."

This time, Si Kuang didn't want to spit out the cigarette butt. She wanted to spit at him directly: "Do you think I'm praising you?!"

Ash asked, "But what about the soul faction? Vichy's soul realm hasn't been upgraded either."

Death Maniac spread his hands: "Vichy gained a lot of soul insights when she summoned the spirit. At that time, your bond with her was temporarily upgraded to level 5, causing your soul realm to rise instantly... Have you forgotten that you helped summon her soul-locked spirit?"

Ash blushed, and he took two quick steps past the Death Maniac. Not wanting her to see his expression, he changed the subject abruptly: "You just said that besides demigods there are also rain demons... What are rain demons?"

"Demigod creatures from Hell, shaped like giant bears, walk upright, and are born with "claws of annihilation" that can tear apart all defenses - once they lock their eyes on you, even the space-time barrier can be torn apart easily. In rainy weather, they can move at supersonic speeds and ignore any barriers to move. With the claws of annihilation, if a demigod is not careful, he will be torn apart by the rain demons, so they are called rain demons."

Death Maniac paused and said, "The weakness is that they move slowly and can only rely on melee attacks, which depend on the rainy climate. But for demigod magicians, changing the climate is a piece of cake, so the rain demon tribe must form an alliance with the magicians, otherwise they will easily be exterminated by the hostile demigods."

"However, no matter whether demigod creatures have weaknesses or not, sorcerers can kill them all if they want to. Therefore, all biological groups in Hell are under the protection of the magician's organization. At most, the intensity of their exploitation varies. There may be demigod creatures wandering alone, but there will never be independent biological groups."

"It feels like the natives of Hell are being invaded by foreign demons..." Ash muttered.

However, he also knew that this was very normal. For example, there was originally a group of ancient elves in the Time Continent. The ancient elves themselves could also become magicians, but they were eventually killed by the magicians.

There were probably also indigenous races in the Sea of ​​Knowledge, the Far Away Space, and even the Ruby Mountain, but under the endless exhaustion of the magicians, they either became extinct or went back to reality to compete with mortals for living space. A fantasy-filled virtual world with multiple races was slaughtered to the point where only the magicians were left to fight each other.

He pushed open the castle door. Although the hall was in a mess, there were many treasures left - such as several boxes full of source crystals!

Death Maniac chuckled: "You are lucky, they didn't use up all the source crystals before they died."

"Why are there only a little over a hundred?" Ash counted them and raised his eyebrows. "Isn't this a powerful force in the First Layer of Hell? Is this the only liquidity?"

Death Maniac shrugged: "It's pretty good. Source Crystals are strategic materials for every demigod, and there are frequent wars in Hell. Every war is fought with Source Crystals. Plus, the production is not high. The fact that so many can be saved shows that Wind Erosion has not been challenged by other forces for hundreds of years."

"Speaking of which, how exactly are source crystals produced?" Yaxiu thought of this question: "Is there a resource point like a source crystal mine?"

Death Maniac glanced at him, thought for a moment and said, "If you say so... you can't be wrong."

"You know, humans can also generate resources themselves." She suddenly said, "For example, excrement can be turned into biogas energy after certain processing."

Ash was startled, looking at the source crystal in his hand with horror: "Could it be——"

"No, it's not that disgusting." Death Maniac laughed, "The origin crystal was born because of the breath of Prison Wing."

"The breath of the prison wing?"

"Ordinary Void Wings can recover their magic power directly from the Void Realm, but Prison Wings cannot. There is no source power in the Void Realm. Source power is the law energy extracted from knowledge by Prison Wings." Death Maniac said, "And when refining, there will definitely be losses. Those losses accumulate and form source crystals. It's like the Prison Wing is breathing, sucking in knowledge, exhaling source crystals, and leaving behind source power."

"So, the demigod itself is a source of source crystals. If you are willing to stay in the same place for decades, one day you will find source crystals appearing around you."

“In addition, although biological groups cannot produce source crystals, when magicians live with them, they can increase the efficiency of magicians producing source crystals.” Death Maniac said: “This is also why demigod magicians tend to form small organizations and are willing to protect biological groups. Although large organizations have a high production rate of source crystals, they cannot get their turn. Small organizations have a stable production rate of source crystals, and they can also get a share.”

Ash blinked his eyes. "So it turns out that magic spirits can't be exchanged for source crystals..."

"Do you really think there will be such a bargain?" The corner of Si Kuang's mouth twitched.

Ash looked at the clusters of plants in the wooden box next to him. Although he couldn't recognize them, he could tell with his eyes that these plants wrapped in light were definitely not decorations. "What are these?"

"Wolf Blood Sword Grass, Twin Flowers, Half Edge Leaf, Dragon Lily..." Death Maniac took a look and said, "Alchemical materials. They can be used as food for the gods, and they can also be used to extract the essence of knowledge of a specific school of magic. Put them all into the refining bottle."

Ash sighed sincerely: "Alchemy faction is used in so many places..."

"Alchemy has been a prominent discipline since ancient times, until the emergence of a God Lord, the Gold Lord, who used alchemy as his main technique, and then it began to decline."

"Ah?" Ash was stunned. "With the emergence of the Alchemy Lord, the magic faction has declined?"

Death Maniac nodded: "Gold Master inherited the legacy of the ancient business god. She rose at an incredible speed in thirty years and held high the kingdom of heaven. She summoned a god who changed the whole world - "Almighty Money." "

"Once a god is born, the rules of the world change. From then on, all the mysterious elements in reality converge on gold and silver. The magic spirits can be fed by gold and silver, but the price is that alchemical materials are basically no longer produced in reality. The sponsor who possesses the omnipotent god of money can even make the enemy's gods rebel by spending money."

Ash was a little puzzled: "Why have I never heard of His name?"

"Because as soon as He lifted up the kingdom of heaven, He was killed by the blood moon, the stars, and the void."

Death Maniac said calmly: "The financiers rose to prominence through business operations, but they forgot that magicians fight with blood. Magicians who lack combat power can only go from one hell to another forever."