Dolai was not flying in a straight line, but along the edge of the Evil Spirit Mountains, all the way to the eastern end, and finally to the starting point of the Beiyuan Mountains, and then flew eastward. Along the way, the powerful dark aura was not concealed at all and was released unscrupulously.
Along the way, except for a few powerful monsters provoking in the depths of the mountains, almost no monsters jumped out. On the one hand, it was for shock, and on the other hand, it was to experience the benefits of being strong. After so many years of training, now I can finally wander around without restraint.
Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to actually go to the territory of a late-stage seventh-level or eighth-level monster to provoke them. That would be courting death, at least not now.
He has only recently entered level seven and has not touched upon many areas, so he still needs to keep a low profile.
The Turin Bone Tower flew around the edge of the Beiyuan Mountains, shocking the surrounding monsters, and then returned to the Albis Mountains.
The Turin Bone Tower is still too evil. The aura of darkness and death can easily affect the surroundings, so it is better not to station in the city.
His main task now is to comprehend the many rules of the wind and water systems, and strive to improve some progress and comprehend more rules.
The escalation of the war is not good for Dolai. What he wants is stability and time to accumulate and settle. But from the current point of view, the Nightmare Ancestor does not seem to give him this time.
After the first time, the next time is probably not far away. If the Glory Empire mobilizes the northern and western legions and officially starts the attack, the Nightmare Empire will probably become even more crazy, and many of the monsters in the surrounding forbidden areas will suffer.
I don’t know what the eighth-level Warcraft is thinking, but the Nightmare Ancestor won’t care about those things.
Five days passed quickly.
In the laboratory, a circle of gray, glowing protective shield formed around Dole. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the strength of this thing.
Electromagnetic defense shield.
This is the name he gave to this layer of defense outside. This layer of defense is slightly stronger than the last one and has good resistance to mental power. This witchcraft will serve as his last defense, just like the last time against the heavenly calamity.
Since he began to study electromagnetic meteorites, Dolai realized that there are so many strange forces in this world that have never been mastered by humans. The power of alien radiation, electromagnetic force, and magnetism can also emit energy beams. The mutual conversion of electrical energy under the action of magnetism seems very interesting.
This thing is far more useful in alchemy than in witchcraft, and he plans to make some products based on what he has researched.
However, the raw materials for something like magnetism are difficult to find, so he is still looking for alternative products. What he has discovered so far is that some metals can generate magnetism and store magnetism. As for other materials, he has to try them one by one, which takes a lot of time.
The relationship between magnetism and electricity is the most intriguing.
The structure of the electromagnetic meteorite is very special. Electricity and magnetism transform into each other, influence each other, and combine perfectly to form such a stone. Dolai wondered if he could test it on himself according to this structure? Wouldn't there be an endless supply of electricity then?
It makes me excited just thinking about it.
Just then, he felt something strange outside, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Ash and his daughter.
He put down the experiment, and black air appeared around him, which soon formed an avatar to continue the experiment, while he walked towards Ashe happily.
Ash held her daughter in her arms, looked at Dorae, and smiled faintly, "The daughter doesn't have a name yet, what are you going to name her?"
Duolai nodded, "It's been two months, it's time to give her a name." He looked at his daughter carefully. Now his daughter has taken shape, with smooth skin, white and plump, making her so adorable.
He touched the child's hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Is there anything your family has to say about this?"
Ashe shook her head and smiled slightly, "I am now a daughter who has gone out to work, someone else's daughter-in-law, so I don't have to worry about the family side. You can name your daughter."
Dole didn't think much about it, it was just a name.
"Then call me Monica."
Monica lay motionless in Ash's arms, seemingly asleep, and had no reaction to the name.
Ash nodded and smiled slightly, "Then call me Monica."
"Monica."
At this moment, the expressions of both of them changed slightly at the same time.
Dolai raised his head helplessly and said, "There's been so much trouble in Watsonburg recently. If you want to go, we can just send someone else to go."
Ashe nodded. Pregnancy and childbirth did not affect her strength, so she nodded and said, "Then let the clone go. The Dark Church came first, which was beyond my expectation. I thought it was the Glorious Empire that would come first. After all, they were the empire that suffered the most damage back then."
Ashe has been investigating information about the Nightmare Empire recently and has a good understanding of some of the content from that year.
Dolai nodded and said, "Okay, it's OK if the clone goes."
As for whether the clone would be robbed, Dolai would not consider it. If you have the guts to rob it, I will drive the Turin Bone Tower and hit you to death in one blow.
Only after having the Turin Bone Tower did Dolay finally feel truly confident.
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In the far northwest, in an underground canyon, in a dark cave, the Nightmare Ancestor slowly opened his eyes.
He looked towards the southeast, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the void and see the battlefield of Watsonburg.
He controlled a total of three monsters in the Evil Spirit Mountains. It was beyond his expectation that the giant elephant was killed so quickly. The wizard who suddenly rose to prominence did have some tricks.
He was promoted to level seven at the age of 29, which was much faster than he was back then. This is something that deserves attention.
What puzzled him the most was that the other party could also use the power of dreams, and could even turn dreams into swords and destroy the essence of dreams. This was what shocked him the most.
You know, dreams have always been the most difficult place for humans to reach. Until now, there are very few meditation methods that can reach dreams, and reaching level seven is the limit.
I am the only meditation method related to dreams above level eight, and even I haven't created the level nine one.
In the ninth level dream, he already understood the road ahead, but the ninth level was also a threshold that was almost impossible to cross.
Dream reality is the content of level nine. It is almost an impossible task to make the content of dreams exist in reality.
According to his prediction, if he could really turn dreams into reality and exist after the intersection of reality, he would not only be able to enter the ninth level, but he would even be able to condense the laws of dreams after a period of time and directly enter the god level.
The gods of dreams have not heard of the birth of that world so far, and this law is still blank.
What was strange about the Nightmare Ancestor was that there was actually someone who was only slightly inferior to him in attainment in dreams. This was simply impossible.
Something must be wrong!!!
The Nightmare Ancestor doesn't care if others are stronger than him. As long as his own eroded dream is there, he will not die. As long as he cannot be killed, he can make a comeback. These are the lessons learned over hundreds of years.
But if it is the same field as yours, it is unforgivable.