In the virtual world, in the distant space, the gospel is just a dream.

"After they created gods, they happened to seize the inheritance of the Thousand Wishes and inherit the Thousand Wishes Kingdom?"

In the coffee shop, the Ghost Prophet sat on a high chair, watching the barista slowly grind out a cup of fragrant coffee with purple mist.

Next to him stood a group of people of different appearances, some were young and beautiful, some were sunny and handsome, and some were cold and gloomy, but at this moment they all, without exception, stared respectfully at the Ghost Prophet's shoes.

"Here is your hazel mushroom coffee."

The Ghost Prophet picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. The coffee was not sour, but even had the aftertaste of hazelnut and orange. But compared to these, he was more concerned about the changes in his soul.

He could tell that after drinking this cup of coffee, a hint of matte silver was smeared into his soul. Because the change was so small, mortals could not tell it at all. Only the ghost prophets of the residual soul faction who were at the semi-god level could sense this tiny difference.

Most magicians regard the dream bubble as an adventure level and concentrate on exploring the affixes. Even if some people are interested in the dreams in the bubble, they can only try it out briefly, and very few people can dig out the true value of the dream bubble.

Only the Ghost Prophet, who has lived two lives - or even three lives if resurrection is counted - can realize what he has missed through various secrets.

Although a person's "talent" is born, his "talent" can be affected by the environment. This influence is not the guidance of entertainment works, the teachings of parents, the pressure of survival, etc., but something very simple - eating!

In the age of the Ghost Prophet, sorcerers are not the kind of sweet little cotton-padded jackets that can be fed by eating gold and silver coins. On the contrary, each sorcerer is a very picky eater and a black-hearted bone dragon. It is almost impossible for sorcerers to survive independently from the organization and they must rely on the power of the platform to feed different sorcerers.

The Ghost Prophet chose to kill, burn and rob. On the one hand, it was to eliminate the genius, and on the other hand, it was because he did not want to join any organization, but he had to feed the magic spirit, so he could only kill, kill and kill.

There are also some rules for feeding. Ordinary ingredients can only make the spirits full, while high-quality ingredients can make the spirits evolve autonomously, which has the same effect as the essence of the time continent. Although modern magicians only need to feed the spirits with gold and silver coins, they have also lost the tradition of feeding the spirits.

But even if the magic spirit doesn't eat it, the food will not disappear, so naturally, the magician will start to eat the magic spirit's food, and even gradually regard the magic spirit's food as traditional delicacy.

The vast majority of magicians do not believe that eating magical ingredients has any effect. This is because the influence process takes several years or even decades to penetrate through the body to the soul, and the changes cannot be observed intuitively.

What is a magic spirit? It is a life of knowledge.

If you eat more and longer amounts of magical ingredients, you will find that you are particularly sensitive to certain techniques and can often draw inferences from one instance.

This can be said to be an improvement in the magician's talent, but the Ghost Prophet believes that this is because the magician eats more related ingredients, causing his soul to become "fragrant", so that the knowledge that likes his taste will actively pursue him.

However, the ingredients for the magic spirits in each region are affected by the magicians. Simply put, if there are more sword magicians in a region, it is easier for this region to produce sword magic ingredients (in fact, these ingredients are originally used to feed magic spirits). Therefore, each region has different magic spirit ingredients, which in turn affect the magicians in the region...

The special thing about the Dream Bubble is that it allows the magician to easily eat magic spirit ingredients from all regions, and because the soul tastes directly, without the body acting as a middleman to make a profit, the absorption efficiency is almost a hundred or a thousand times. If the magician insists on eating every Dream Bubble, it only takes a few years to light up the talents of all magic factions - of course, it is only talent, not talent.

Just like the matte silver color that this cup of hazel mushroom coffee painted on the ghost prophet's soul, it opened up his gunmanship talent for him.

However, the Ghost Prophet was not trying to light up his talents at this time, but to use food ingredients to investigate the level of magic in various regions.

"The quality of magic spirit ingredients in various regions is much better than when I was there... This is only natural. After all, after so many years, the development of magic is like sawing wood. Although sometimes it moves forward and sometimes it moves backward, it is generally developing in depth."

"The number of silver magicians in all countries has increased explosively, which also proves that the threshold for magicians is getting lower and lower."

"But the population ratio of the Holy Domain, Gold Domain, and Silver Domain is very strange. According to the population ratio when I was there, the total number of Holy Domain magicians should have exceeded 10,000...Except for Diyuan and Senluo, which are a bit normal, the population base of the Holy Domain and Gold Domain of other countries does not match that of the Silver Domain magicians. Is it because of the lack of war?"

"Six countries..."

After thinking about the information he had collected, and having some extra thoughts, the Ghost Prophet couldn't help but think of the four black-robed magicians who created the new God in front of him.

After the black-robed magician drove the gods and suddenly disappeared in public, a war broke out again in the dreamland.

Although the concept of entering dreams no longer exists, the nightmare inheritance is still an extremely valuable treasure - not to mention that Nightmare also possesses a virtual godhood ritual with a resonance rate of over 50%!

However, when the Golden Palace was about to fall, Nightmare detonated the virtual godhood and created an illegal trend!

Although all the magicians had time to exit the Dreamland, the illegal wind was able to destroy all objects of law and directly blew the Dreamland on the verge of destruction into pieces, without even a single fragment left, and it completely dissipated in the distant airspace.

The paradise in dreams, the nightmare inheritance, the ghost inheritance... everything is gone.

This is very much in line with Nightmare Angel’s character: since he didn’t get it, no one else should want it!

But in the long run, this is actually beneficial to the virtual world.

Because the concept of dreaming has disappeared, the dream paradise has also been assimilated with the virtual world. So after hundreds or thousands of years of evolution, when a new concept of dreaming is born, a new dream paradise will be formed - or other images.

As long as the paradise in the dream is not stolen by someone and brought to heaven, then the virtual world will definitely allow it to be "reborn".

Thousands of years later, sorcerers will get used to the existence of the Dream Paradise in the distant sky - just as the ghost prophet never thought that the Dream Paradise would be broken.

The period in between when the dream kingdom was destroyed and hidden was actually a historical anomaly, but it lasted so long that everyone almost regarded it as the norm.

In this battle of inheritance, the black robe magician is undoubtedly the only winner. The Ghost Prophet thought that they had created a new god, walked the road of origin and reached the Ruby Mountain, which was all they had gained. Unexpectedly, this was only the insignificant first half - the inheritance of the Thousand Wishes they snatched in the second half was much more important than the gods!

Even the ghost prophet who was once a demigod felt heart-wrenching jealousy of the opportunities of this group of people - even if he could live his life over again, he would never experience such a series of stormy adventures!

This is simply the virtual world feeding food directly into their mouths!

Are those black-robed magicians really being human for the first time!? How can they be so inhuman!?

After calming down his jealous mood and exhausting his thoughts, the Ghost Prophet exhaled a breath of foul air and turned to look at the Sanctuary magicians behind him.

He drew a strange symbol in the air and said, "Have you seen this symbol?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay, you draw this symbol on your clothes and continue to show it outside for the next ten days so that as many people as possible can see it. Until someone contacts you, you can return to the virtual world and notify me."

Now the Ghost Prophet's primary goal is to get a body. This is easy for him, as the holy places in front of him can all become his containers, but once the spirit and body are united, it will cost a lot to change the body again - at least he can't afford it now.

In order to control these holy lands and understand the situation, he consumed several more source crystals... His existence time has entered the countdown.

Therefore, he must choose a suitable country to hide.

Blood Moon, Gospel, Stars, Abyss, Paradise, Forest.

Although the environments of each country are different, none of them suit the Ghost Prophet's wishes. He needs an extremely chaotic environment, such as the Six Nations World War, which is the best time for him to perform, but now the six nations are shielding each other...

However, he did not need to worry about it, because his original body had already made many preparations in order to plan his resurrection. The first thing he had to do was to accept these legacies.

His first trump card was a secret deal he had made with one of the Four Pillars. This mark was the transaction signal he sent out.

That's right, the transaction order between the main body and the Pillar God will not be settled until thousands of years later! This is why the Ghost Prophet is not afraid of the Pillar God's regret. The interest relationship is more solid than any promise!

The Ghost Prophet drank the hazel mushroom coffee, walked out of the coffee shop, and faced the scorching sunlight in the bubble, squinting his eyes slightly.

He suddenly realized what he had forgotten, and consumed his soul to create a few thoughts. The Ghost Prophet quickly remembered them - blank concept!

Because he was the one who exclusively inherited the ghost, the blank concept was naturally obtained by him and engraved by his wishes. Although it was only a three-tenths blank concept, it also had a certain impact on the final new law.

The ultimate wish of the Ghost Prophet is obviously to be resurrected, but he knows that the road is long, so he also has a phased goal. If the blank concept really listens to his phased goal, then the new law it forms will be able to accelerate his resurrection.

And, it turned into a wave that swept the whole world.

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“Woo…”

Sonia snorted softly, feeling her arms against the cold tiles, but her head resting on the pillow. She slowly opened her eyes and prepared to yawn loudly.

Hmm!

She immediately closed her mouth and held back her yawn.

Ash's sleeping face suddenly entered her field of vision. The two were so close that Sonia felt that if she yawned a little harder, their noses would touch.

Her head rested on Ash's arm, and she looked like she was lying in his arms. Although they had had many intimate contacts before, this classic scene of "seeing you when I wake up from my dream" still made the Sword Saint's heart flutter.

The village girl's eyes rolled around, and for a moment she couldn't remember why this happened, but it was obvious what she had to do - continue pretending to sleep!

Pretending to sleep wasn't enough, so she adjusted her posture, squeezed in a little more to sleep more comfortably, and then closed her eyes. But soon she felt itchy in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up to smile, and she slightly opened her eyes to see -

Um?

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Sonia felt like she saw something...

She stared at Ash for a long time, and after several seconds, she saw Ash's eyelashes move.

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