Low Dimensional Game

Walking on the path in the forest, passing through the dark forest of Taker, you can see the capital of elves located directly under the sun in the distance.

However, what attracts Lu Zhiyu the most is not the magnificent elven imperial city, but the large fields of farmland and flower fields outside the city, as well as the tree shepherds who shuttle between the flower fields and farm fields. , The seemingly heavy and huge body can jump and shuttle between the farmland lightly. With a wave of hand, you can see a large area of ​​seeds being sprinkled, or a piece of farmland being harvested.

Some tree shepherds are watering, some are weeding, each performing their duties, and the fields outside the city of Silf that seem to spread to the sky are completely planted, cultivated and harvested by them.

"Hey! Stop! Where are you from..."

"What did I see, a human being, but we have never seen a human coming here!"

When Lu Zhiyu walked between the field ridges, one of the shepherds walked towards Lu Zhiyu. On the trunk was an elf wearing a white shirt and hemp-colored trousers. The wind was blowing from afar. Passing through the wheat fields, the golden sunflowers on the other side kept shaking and bowing their heads.

Everything that is beautiful is like a dream, and even there are colorful bubbles floating in the air, and the sunshine is so gorgeous that it is not real.

"Maybe it's because this place is completely isolated from the real world, and it's gradually breaking away from the world, so it's hard for outsiders to come in."

When Lu Zhiyu walked in, he found that he had passed through an illusory barrier, which completely isolated this place from the real world, and this isolation was gradually strengthening. A powerful force was Gradually divide this place into an independent field.

"Everything here is not completely real, but between illusion and reality. The network of arcane power and extraordinary power has spread to every corner, and the extraordinary power is assimilating everything here."

The elf on the tree was very surprised. He seemed innocent and innocent, as if he had never left here, and had never seen outsiders or other races: "Why do you, a foreigner, know that we are laying arcane magic?" Internet, many elves don't know what we're doing!"

Lu Zhiyu shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I also know that you are already dead!"

The elf Harold was very surprised: "That's right, when I broke through to the fourth level, I failed, but my soul remained, and there was a qualitative change, but as long as I am here, in Fatasl, I will be the same as when I was alive." The same, but I will never be able to step out of Fatasir, because once I leave here, I will be locked by the protoss and the will of the world in charge of death, and then enter the cycle of death!"

Lu Zhiyu: "Is this place called Fatasil?"

The elf Hadro said proudly: "Yes, there is only one last step left. As long as His Majesty Wendy succeeds, we will ascend together, and this place will become Fatasir Wonderland, a fantasy wonderland and a land of souls for elves." Township."

"The great Wendy is omnipotent. She created the arcane system, took a completely different path from wizards, and even opened up the future of arcanists by herself, and she will soon become a mythical arcanist. "

Lu Zhiyu nodded: "You are right!"

Hadro didn't know why, but he felt full of affection for the man in front of him. He seemed to have endless words. He even invited him to sit on the body of his tree shepherd partner. The proud tree shepherd Tatak unexpectedly There is no meaning of resistance.

Sitting on the branch of the shepherd, you can see farther, and the whole Fatasir comes into view. Looking down from above, the sun is golden, the wheat field is golden, and the large sunflowers are also golden. of.

The whole world seems to be dyed golden. This scenery is far better than any scenery Lu Zhiyu has ever seen. It is far better than the worlds, continents and gods created by Lu Zhiyu, a guy with no artistic talent. All floating cities.

Everything is suffocatingly beautiful, as if the soul is dyed with bright colors in this golden color, and it is about to come out of its shell.

"It's really Wendy's style. She always complains about me, saying that the things I build are vulgar and not aesthetically pleasing!" Lu Zhiyu murmured unconsciously.

Lu Zhiyu understands the Hill language, and knows that Fatasir means the land of souls in the language of the elves.

After reading the entire Fatasir, Lu Zhiyu understood the meaning of this independent domain. This is the key Wendy used to break through the seventh-level mythical arcanist. He combined the power of all arcanists, combined the arcanist The ancient tree of magic, laying an arcane network in Fatasir, completely assimilating this area through the arcane network and enchantment, thus becoming the controller of this area, and advancing to the seventh level of mythical arcanist.

The arcane network and the power of mythical arcanists will permeate every corner of this place, and this place will become a special place between the real, the extraordinary, and the illusory, and a fairyland isolated from the world .

"In the later stage, the domain can even be extended to the entire continent. After mastering the power of space, it can be separated into a demi-plane, separated from this world, ascended to the wall of the plane or directly into the astral world, thus becoming an eighth-level mythical arcanist .”

Lu Zhiyu saw Wendy's vision and the future of the Arcanist, and also saw the shadow of himself walking out of the path of the gods, but it was different, with a unique elf style and Wendy's color.

The tree shepherd walked towards the city of elves, across a large wheat field, the city wall in the distance enlarged a little bit, and the shadow of the city began to appear, Lu Zhiyu saw the circular palace building like a cake in the center of the city of elves, Layer by layer, there are statues of men, women and various ethnic groups on the huge columns of the outer corridor, as well as the elves' favorite sky corridor and fountain.

"That is the ancient arcane tree, the core of the arcane network, the foundation for carrying arcane power and building fairyland!" Hadro pointed to the ancient arcane tree in the city that was upgraded from the ancient tree of enchantment war, each of which Up to hundreds of meters, like a pillar of the sky.

Their torsos are no longer like trees, but seem to have been crystallized, like huge crystal trees, reflecting thousands of colored rays of light under the sun.

"All the information here, every grain of sand and even the air, is recorded in the ancient arcane tree, and the model of Fatasir is constructed. We can build Fatasir according to some of our own ideas, Whether it’s light, temperature, climate, environment.”

"And that's just now, being wizards of myth, we're able to reshape everything here."

The elf Hadro didn't realize at all that what he said was already information that the elves could not spread to the outside world, especially at this critical moment, only excitement and excitement remained in his heart.

"This is not just the work of one person, nor can a seventh-level mythical arcanist do it. It requires all the strength of all the elf arcanists to gather here." Lu Zhiyu looked at After this point, it has to be said that the path of the seventh-level mythical arcanist is very powerful, but this is also a disadvantage. When becoming a mythical arcanist, they will be extremely difficult.

Lu Zhiyu watched the tree shepherd stop outside the city, and at this moment, a violent ray of light oscillated from the crystallized ancient arcane tree and spread to the entire territory of Fatasir.

"This is... it has already started, I forgot, after I finish my work, I have to go back to participate in this ceremony immediately!"

Hadro was so excited that he looked into the city. Lu Zhiyu also knew that all the arcanists in the city of elves were standing on fixed nodes at this moment. A fourth-level and fifth-level arcanist controlled the arcane The ancient tree of magic, the arcane crystals on the foreheads of countless low-level arcanists shone with light, and merged into this power.

And hundreds of ancient trees of life, ancient guardian trees, and tree shepherds in the city have joined in, stabilizing the entire arcane network, and a large amount of magic power on the network built by spiritual power is constantly circulating, stirring the entire tower Sierdu changed color for it.