"With this money, it is almost enough in a short time."

He is right for lack of money, but there is no need to earn more. Although the price of the monthly card is increased tenfold, three thousand, thirty thousand, three hundred thousand people will buy it, but he has no choice.

He needs money, just to maintain daily expenses, as well as to maintain and expand the big sand table, to buy various equipment, as for more money, it is no longer useful for him as a leisure farmer.

As for the "cultivation meditation room sand table" that has just been opened, as a community of practicing wizards, Xu Zhi intends to keep a long stream of water, so she puts it aside completely, and free-range.

Let these people practice for their "artificial god", and more than 17,000 Rubik's cubes slowly cultivate and grow.

When these five hundred are trained as "level 4 wizards", you will be able to give birth to your own wisdom. If you spontaneously cultivate, you won't need them, and then you will replace the next batch of five hundred cubes.

"This training sandbox is just an upgrade to the "artificial god", it is my biggest hole card, used to protect my safety in reality, and one of the strongest thugs in the future... My main first goal is still The big sand table, the second goal, is the subsidiary evolution sand table, waiting for them to evolve one potential species and put it into the extraordinary world."

Xu Zhi's thinking is still relatively clear. Using these players is just a means, and nothing is lost after use. The main goal is to develop a world of extraordinary civilization.

"After another half a day, let's see how the wizarding world is going." Xu Zhi took a sip of tea and began to consult the wisdom head.

The Kingdom of Babylon in 937.

Medusa studied the blood of immortality, which had already been on the verge of aging and death, and he felt something, and once again broke through the limits of the human body.

At this time, she is more than 780 years old, and has already surpassed the limit of the conventional 600-year epic.

There are rumors everywhere: Emperor Medusa is already fast, and will be the next alchemy emperor, completely breaking the limits, living the second life, from the epic realm, into the semi-god realm.

"Once stepped into the demigod realm and lit the god fire, it is an eighth-level mythical wizard!"

"A living god will be born on the earth completely like never before. This god does not belong to the land of the gods in the sky! She is a mortal, a god after the sky!"

The three kingdoms clearly knew that Elmin was still too low to accumulate, and he could only rely on the ancient Medusa emperor to take that step.

Only by fate, the Alchemist did not have the opportunity to become a god. Instead, the Emperor Medusa had a great opportunity, and if he lived for a long time, he was the real winner.

Now, Emperor Medusa became a god and ruled the world, but it brought them oppression and returned to the dark age. Even, in pursuit of a strong character, Medusa may directly go to heaven, join the land of the gods, and leave the ground. kingdom.

The evil spirit revived and regained consciousness in the old days, which brought about the destruction of the world.

There is still a measure between the two, and Medusa has become the hope of all wizards.

....

Long Ji wore headphones and walked on the street. There was an endless stream of people around him. Fruit stalls, stalls selling giant animal bones, and simple alchemy materials were sold everywhere, and women wearing witch robes walked by.

In the sky, there are occasional alchemy airships.

This era has completely pushed alchemy to its peak.

Men may still have a lot of risks, and as long as women want to become wizards, as long as the materials are sufficient, all kinds of probability-enhancing alchemy potions combined with the blood of evil eyes can still become first-level wizards. It is no wonder that the wizard is a few levels.

But at this time, the world is in turmoil.

The entire street, and even many towns, are filled with anxiety.

Despite wearing headphones, the sounds were still heard in Long Ji's ears, and they were talking about strange things on the streets.

Missing population, demonizing creatures,

"It's a big wind."

Long Ji walked on foot, and the wizards around him pressed on their cloaks and hurriedly panicked, as if they were shrouded in black and entered the end of the zombies of the extraordinary world.

The air in this world, like being pulled by someone, was so tight that it was breathless. It seemed that a bloody and horrible eruption like a mountain torrent and tsunami was about to come. At that time, it must be the time to tear the whole earth.

Even the entire history of wizards, with these evil gods, usher in an unprecedented watershed of terror: a new life in the age of the gods, or the world ushered in destruction?

"It's getting dark! Go home!"

On the sky, the fifty-year cycle of the sun and the moon finally began.

In the traditional folklore of the wizarding world, the first night of 50 years alternates and is called the night of the night of the witch "Asaz", ??symbolizing the dark night of uncleanness, darkness, fear, and misfortune, requiring prayer and hiding at home without going out. .

The alternation of the sun and the moon is not instantaneous, it is a relatively long period of time, and this replacement of the sun and the moon will be completely completed a few months after the night of the night of the "Azaz" Sky Witch.

As soon as the sky was bleak, the crowd on the street quickly dissipated, and many people began to close up.

On the street, there was a moment of silence and silence. Some playful children still wanted to play, but they were scolded by their mother. They looked home in a hurry. .

"After coming here for so long, I finally saw the spectacle once every 50 years, and it will change."

Sitting on the edge of the stone bridge, Long Ji watched the sky change slowly, frowned, looked at a bar next to the "Flame of Forest", and strode in.

The bar was also messy, with dimly lit lights. Many wizards in robes were holding wands, heroic clinking glasses, drinking ale gulp, voicing their worries and complaining. No one listened to standing in the distance. Troubadour storyteller.

Whisper.

Under the grey swaying light, on the mahogany table in front of him, there was a rickety old woman in a black cloak and pestle with a cane, dressed like a necromancer in Western mythology who worships the evil god, thin and exudes death. .

The old man slowly paddled the round turntable on the table without raising his head. "Medusa, we are going to break through. A living god, we will all be cleaned without exception."

Long Ji sat down and looked at her silently: "This time, will you stop chasing me?"

Under the skin of the old witch Rickets, there is Yamada, the so-called "black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of children", Shabu Nicolas, the horrible existence that can give birth to the dark heir.

He dresses up as a witch and can reduce the attention of other people. After all, their body is muscle, but the Dragon Ji is somewhat compliant, so as a conspicuous wizard, he is often hunted down.

"If it were not for you, our reputation as the evil god would not be foul." Long Ji said.

Yamada walked the evil way, massacred the lives of innocent people, and built a large grave of undead.

Evil gods are evil, terrifying, and killing countless, all from him. Several other people basically did not kill innocents indiscriminately, just hunting other players and collecting parts.

But it is undeniable that this bloody road is indeed so powerful.