Half an hour later, a thousand-year wonder appeared in the distant sky.

The Sanctuary magicians who were supposed to be separated and exploring in countless bubbles gathered together at this time.

Two thousand magicians spread out their holy domains and floated in the air. As time went by, many more magicians came quickly, waving their three wings.

One stone can cause a thousand ripples.

The news that the Blood Moon Sorcerer had broken the dreamland broke out like a plague, spreading across the six kingdoms at a speed of seconds.

No matter you are the mayor of the Gospel Kingdom, a high-ranking religious figure in the Senluo Kingdom, a noble professor in the Starry Kingdom, or an unknown hermit, unless you have suffered a severe blow before or have not received any news, you are all rushing to this unprecedented feast of disputes without exception.

Every magician who rushed over, looking at the thousands of holy domain clusters outside the golden bubble, could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart.

Although they didn't get anything, this scene alone was enough to make them unforgettable for the rest of their lives - this was probably the only time in their lives that they saw the largest number of holy lands.

At this moment, they finally understood the weight of the words "The Void Realm is the homeland of all magicians".

Blood moon, stars, forest, paradise, abyss, gospel!

The huge commotion caused by the Blood Moon Sanctuary in the virtual world caused sanctuaries all over the world to rush over within half an hour!

Magicians from six countries gathered together!

Even a sanctuary magician would find it difficult to leave his own country in his lifetime. To them, magicians from other countries were like distant fairy tales, stories in novels, and virtual characters behind the screen, existences that they knew about but could not touch.

In the sea of ​​knowledge, shrouded in white mist, it was normal for a one-winged magician to travel thousands of miles without encountering other magicians.

In the Continent of Time, the place is covered by golden rain and is full of dangers. Even if a two-wing magician encounters other magicians, unless they know them, they will basically move away quickly to ensure safety.

Not to mention in the Far Away Space, the magicians were separated into bubbles, and there were more than tens of thousands of bubbles? The probability of meeting was even lower than in the Time Continent.

However, starting from the Sanctuary, if magicians meet, the atmosphere is indeed closer to communication, and they rarely fight as soon as they meet - because they can't kill each other.

The sanctuary is a sense of security, and a sense of security is the prerequisite for equal communication.

If you replace it with multiple two-winged magicians meeting on the Continent of Time, they will definitely prepare for a defensive miracle first. If there is no defensive miracle, they will hide and be lucky enough not to fight. How can they communicate?

Some people may wonder, since magicians are always on guard against others, is it impossible for both sides to be good people? It is true that most magicians are ordinary people who abide by the rules in reality, but when they enter the virtual world, it is hard to say.

The virtual world has two major characteristics: you can log in and out at any time, and it is difficult to track reality from the virtual world.

Simply put, if you attack someone in the virtual world, even if you don't kill him, others can't do anything to you. After all, you may only meet him once in your life.

An anonymous, ruleless, reality-free zone that appears behind the online veil is an unmistakable troll cesspool.

And from ancient times to the present, the virtual world has always been like this.

Even if you are an ordinary person who has never killed a person in reality and will mourn when you see a stranger die, when you meet other magicians in the virtual world, it is not strange that you suddenly have evil thoughts and want to try to kill him, because no one will care about you anyway.

Moreover, even if you don’t have this idea, how can you guarantee that the other party doesn’t have this idea?

Not to mention that there are many other factors that influence this. For example, if you are a Gospel Elf Warlock, and the other party happens to be a Blood Moon Goblin Warlock who is persecuted by society, you have never discriminated against goblins in your life, but you are hunted down by goblins because of the Blood Moon social system.

In addition, killing a magician actually has benefits - normally, even if a magician is killed, he will only lose his soul, not die completely. And in his lost soul, there is a high probability that the magic spirit will remain, which is the spoils of war.

The first and second levels of the virtual realm are a dark forest where everyone can hunt each other without any punishment.

But at the third level, the appearance of the Holy Land changed everything. The absolute barrier that could not be broken quickly allowed trust to sprout and malice to dissipate.

The scattered soldiers bravely gathered together to discuss forming a team, and even secretly showed hostility towards the magician troops representing the Lord God, all because of the courage given by the Sanctuary.

No matter what happens, they believe that the Sanctuary can block one or two, and then they will have a chance to escape the counterattack!

The retreat is the most powerful capital for taking risks!

Thus, a grand scene appeared with two thousand Holy Land magicians watching eagerly.

Currently, the Yaobi Airspace can be divided into four clusters in total: the Blood Moon Sanctuary, the Paradise Sanctuary, the Abyss Sanctuary, and all other sanctuaries.

The first three have about a hundred people each, while the last 'others' have two thousand people!

However, the 'other two thousand holy domains', let alone a unified team, did not even have a team of more than ten people. Many were small teams of three or five, and most were lone wolves acting alone. Not to mention fighting, if they encountered valuable treasures, they would fight among themselves first, but they only looked powerful when they gathered together.

They are like a flock of vultures covering the sky, waiting for the scraps left by the lions, but they don't mind embarrassing the Lord if the lion is injured.

Therefore, Bai Yu didn't care about these mobs at all. He stared at the cursed elves and parasitic magicians in the distance, scratched his hair that was like a bird's nest, and clenched the red lightning with his right hand: "Master Ji didn't tell me that there would be a confrontation..."

At this time, a female magician came out of the Curse Elves. Curse Elves, like ordinary elves, have long pointed ears. In addition to their paler skin, the biggest difference between Curse Elves and ordinary elves is their snake hair.

Like this elegantly dressed female curse elf, she has nine bronze snake hairs that seem to have independent will. She sticks out her tongue slightly and looks at Baiyu together with her main body.

"Turbid Curse." Her voice was not loud, but everyone within a radius of one kilometer could clearly hear her soft and slow voice.

A young man wearing a mask also walked out from the parasitologist's side, his entire body covered in clothes: "Bad omen."

"Blood Sin." Baiyu gave himself a random code name. "The order given to us by the Extreme Master is to seize the inheritance of ghosts and the kingdom of dreams. I wonder if you two can be flexible? If possible, I would like to work less overtime..."

Zhuo Zhu said slowly: "We are the same."

"We haven't even seen the prize yet, isn't it too early to start fighting now? At least we can strip the dream paradise into a little cutie first." The evil omen looked at the mob that were eyeing them covetously in the distance: "And there are so many people queuing up. If we fight, they might find a chance to attack us who represent the Lord God. Believe me, no one can resist the ** that blasphemes the sacred and tramples on the noble."

Baiyu was unwilling to cause any more trouble: "Then let's go to heaven first, and then we can rely on our own abilities."

"Clear, the field?" Zhuo Zhu asked.

"Wow, what a cruel elf. I like it." Evil Omen teased and expressed the agreement of the parasitologists.

However, Baiyu flatly refused: "Blood Moon does not participate in indiscriminate killings."

This is not a situation where the minority must obey the majority. If you want to clear the field, all three parties must act at the same time. Otherwise, when two parties are fighting with the outer magicians, the Blood Moon Sanctuary will suddenly attack them from behind, and they can completely withdraw from the ghost competition.

Now that the Blood Moon has vetoed, the Evil Omen and the Turbid Curse no longer persist.

Baiyu put away the red lightning and looked at them quietly - if you want to participate in this feast, please show your qualifications first. A mere hundred saints cannot reach the threshold.

Moreover, if Evil Omen and Turbid Curse did not have miracles in their hands, there would be no need for Baiyu to share them. After all, the red lightning in his hand could be used again, which would be an unbearable blow to any party.

Zhu Zhu raised her hand, and a blazing orange giant bow appeared in her hand - in the era when gunmanship was booming, bows and arrows were quite unfamiliar to most magicians.

At the same time, the snakes of the Curse Elves all hissed and hissed, their eyes glowed with orange light, staring at the turbid curse in front. Similar to the Blood Moon Alliance, the Curse Elves also united the power of the Holy Land through the resonance of the same bloodline!

A few seconds later, the orange giant bow quickly expanded to a length of 100 meters, and the giant arrow in Zhuo Zhu's hand became as big as the blood-red lightning of Baiyu. The strong and dazzling light was enough to burn the retina just by looking at it, and the Sanctuary magician had to look away!

Miracle·Glory Light Arrow!

The sound of the giant arrow breaking through the air shook the magicians, creating ripples in their holy land!

boom!

The giant arrow accurately hit the small hole on the golden bubble's finger, expanding it to the size of a torso!

"It's time for me to perform an expansion operation on my lovely dream paradise." The evil omen pointed casually, and the hole in the golden bubble was suddenly filled with emerald jade. Then the emerald green color continued to spread until a hole was broken out that was wide enough for two people to enter!

Miracle, infinite blue!

Baiyu and Zhuozhu both narrowed their eyes slightly - there was no chanting steps, no flying distance, and it was not even known whether there was any power from other holy realms. Evil Omen almost performed this miracle instantly.

The only drawback is probably that the damage range is small, unlike the blood-red lightning and orange giant arrows that can be transformed into group attack mode, but group attack changes are not ruled out.

At this time, Baiyu asked a Moon Shadow Saint to go to the cave entrance to test it. Moon Shadow Saint tried it near the cave entrance, made a V sign to Baiyu, and said happily: "There is no limit for one-winged magic spirit, two-winged magic spirit increases the magic power consumption by 50%, three-winged magic spirit increases the magic power consumption by 100%, and a maximum of three magic spirits can be driven at the same time!"

"The kingdom of heaven in the dream was broken after all. Even if the Ghost Prophet repaired it and added many seals, once it was broken, it would be impossible to maintain the suppression of the magic spirits..." While recalling the information given by the Extreme Lord, Bai Yu led the Blood Moon Sanctuary to break into the Ghost Heritage first.

The cursed elves and parasitic magicians followed closely behind.

After they entered, various voices immediately rang out among the peripheral magicians who were ready to make a move:

"The kingdom of heaven in my dream is so big, it's impossible for them to plunder it all. The leftovers should be enough for us to eat, right?"

"If the Ghost Prophet had set up other traps, they must have trampled them for us."

"They are magicians favored by the Lord God. Even without the ghost inheritance, they know how to reach Ruby Mountain and even higher. But if we miss the ghost inheritance, we will never have hope of reaching Ruby Mountain!"

"The Lord Gods have already reached the supreme realm, why are they still fighting with us for the inheritance of ghosts? Everyone has the right to share the inheritance of demigods, how can we let them take it all for themselves?"

"Break the inheritance monopoly!"

When the first person rushed into the cave, the magicians of the Holy Land were completely excited and rushed into the dream paradise one after another!

"Mr. Borgin is amazing!" Chikara looked at Igula who had returned and exclaimed, "You actually managed to stir up all the magicians in the Holy Land! Haha, with them as cannon fodder, we can just focus on watching who picks up the good stuff and then rob them!"

“How is that possible?” Igula said calmly, “Although the psychic miracles that use sound as a medium are easier to penetrate the Sanctuary than other miracles, they are not effective against thousands of Sanctuaries… If I am not mistaken, there were at least dozens of psychic Sanctuaries performing miracles just now, so it was so easy to arouse the greed and anger of others.”

"There are many people who have the same idea as us..."

When he thought about the tacit cooperation in casting spells with other sanctuaries of the mind just now, Igula couldn't help but get excited - he was born to be a trickster who yearned for the big stage and the grand scene, and at this moment, in the distant sky area where the sanctuaries of the six countries gathered, this excitement was just like an ancient battlefield to Harvey!

However, Igula quickly calmed down because the real challenge was just beginning.

Harvey looked around and said thoughtfully, "It's been more than ten hours since Ash logged into the virtual world..."

"Let's go." Igulla said directly without answering Xavi's question.

The Necromancer glanced at the Trickster and nodded.

Iguala, Harvey, and Chikara entered the dream paradise from the cave entrance, and the light turned from bright to dark.

In the dream paradise, it was a huge world of complete darkness. But the magicians' vision was very clear, and all objects had white edges, as if the world had become a simple drawing with a black background and white lines.

In the darkness, countless huge black balls are moving in a disorderly manner at high speed!

boom!

When Igula came in, he saw a Sanctuary magician being blasted a hundred meters away after hitting the black ball!

Now the Sanctuary magicians are trying to get as close to the edge as possible to avoid the high-speed sprint of the black ball!

However, the Blood Moon Sanctuary, the Curse Elf and the Parasitic Warlock were all attacking the same black ball. I don’t know what miracle they used, but they actually slowed down the high-speed moving black ball, and then continued to bombard it with miracles, and finally broke it after a while!

When the black ball collapsed, dozens of magic spirits and experience light balls could not wait to escape from it. They looked closely and found that the black ball was the underground trial hall that they were very familiar with!

Although the divine magicians immediately kept these rewards, some of the magical auras still leaked out and were snatched away by peripheral magicians.

"The ghost inheritance is hidden inside the black ball!"

"Break the black ball and all the rewards inside will pop out!"

All the magicians in the Holy Land were excited. They could only get a reward after passing a trial, and it was very likely to be a temporary magic spirit. Now they could directly grab the reward by destroying the black ball. There were hundreds of black balls here, and each black ball contained hundreds of rewards!

Moreover, there might be a Ghost Story, the main story, or even a general story in it!

Compared to the excited peripheral magicians, the expressions of Baiyu, Zhuozhu and Evil Omen were extremely ugly! They observed the other black balls and finally found the trap left by the Ghost Prophet.

"As expected of a ghost prophet..." Baiyu smiled bitterly and said weakly, "We are in big trouble now."

The Ghost Prophet had definitely anticipated that someone would forcefully attack the Dream Kingdom to snatch the inheritance, so Baiyu and the others had been very careful, but they had not expected that the Ghost Prophet would be so ingenious—

After the black ball is destroyed, the energy inside will be integrated into other black balls, increasing the volume and speed of the black ball!

When their black balls destroy enough, the speed of the remaining black balls will be amplified to an exaggerated speed. Even if they have the Sanctuary, they will be knocked dizzy and unable to resist!

The black ball was probably a fragment of the heaven in the dream, so it could be fully automatically reorganized. In other words, they were not only fighting against the ghost prophet, but also against the power of the virtual world!

And this is only the first level of the trap. The Ghost Prophet has the second and third levels waiting for them!

But they can't solve it, and they can't avoid it!

Because the ghost inheritance is in the black ball, unless they can find the main inheritance directly, they have to hit the black balls one by one!

Even if they have the prophecy miracle and can slowly search for it, there are still two thousand greedy sanctuaries nearby!

These people are now just thinking about making a quick buck and running away. If they can't get the general pass, then they can't get it. How could they stop trying to grab the pass just to allow Baiyu and the others to get it?

The Lord is showing off?

This black ball trap, which perfectly exploits greed and short-sightedness, shows the Ghost Prophet's insight into human nature.

But there is good news. Baiyu and his team found that the extra magic power consumption of the two-winged magic spirits and three-winged magic spirits has been reduced. The black ball is a fragment of the dream kingdom. Destroying the black ball is equivalent to continuing to severely damage the dream kingdom. The later they go, the less suppression they will receive.

Baiyu, Zhuozhu, and Evil Omen looked at each other and nodded, "Do it."

The Three-Party Sanctuary slowed down a black ball and launched a fierce attack again!

Chikara and Harvey looked at Igula, who was watching the outer sanctuaries, who were attacking three or four black balls in groups of four hundred. Although there were still many black balls, the output of the sanctuaries was also high, not to mention that the divine masters also had powerful miracles. The fall of the Dream Heaven was a fact.

The Trickster knew that Ash and the others were inside the black ball, so what he had to do was to stop the Sanctuaries from attacking the black ball.

But this is a foolish move that goes against the general trend. Now all the sanctuaries are busy scrambling for the ghost inheritance, who would be willing to stop?

Therefore, he wants to create another major trend...

With this thought in mind, Igula signaled Harvey and Chikara to follow him, and then they came to a place not far from the God Master Magicians and stopped. When the God Master Magicians broke the black ball, they immediately rushed over to pick up the leak, and then quickly retreated to avoid being chased by the God Master Magicians.

If it were a mob, someone would definitely chase after Igula and the other two, but the God of Warlocks is now led by Baiyu, Zhuozhu and Ezhao, and they certainly don't want to create trouble for these few flies who are taking advantage.

But they soon realized that the consequence of not killing the flies quickly was to attract a large swarm of flies.

After noticing the actions of Igula and the other two, more and more sanctuaries were waiting outside to pick up bargains.

They watched the Divine Master attack the black ball, just like diners waiting for the chef to serve the food, or students waiting for the teacher to hand out homework. When the black ball broke, they immediately rushed over to pick up the free stuff, then quickly retreated and waited for the next portion.

This was really too arrogant. Baiyu and his friends could not tolerate it any more, so they ordered the team to disperse and surround the black ball, intending to take up all the rewards and prevent the peripheral magicians from taking advantage.

But dispersing means that the density of magicians will be reduced, and they will be more easily disturbed by the black ball!

When a cursed elf was about to dodge the black ball, he suddenly heard a sharp explosion in his ears. The intense mental pain made him stand still, and then he was knocked a hundred meters away by the black ball!

"Who!" He screamed, and the snake-like hair on his head stuck out its tongue, staring at the peripheral magicians: "Who just attacked me with a mental miracle!?"

Naturally, no one from the outer magicians responded, while Baiyu, Zhuozhu and Evil Omen looked at each other and silently gathered the team members together.

But in this way, when they hit the black ball, the reward will be leaked out.

Although nothing seemed to have changed, the main magician was playing dirty and the peripheral magicians were waiting to pick up the spoils, but a depressing atmosphere of impending storm gradually spread throughout the dream paradise.

Chikara and Harvey looked at Igula, who slowly shook his head.

The psychic miracle that attacked the cursed elf had nothing to do with him.