Soul of Burning Steel

"Fortunately, it can't be done, you overestimate human nature." The old mage said in a deep voice, "If it is really done for you, then without the evil god, human beings can directly destroy themselves within ten years."

Hearing this, Joshua was not angry at all - how could he not know this truth? The lessons learned from the world of Siberia are still there. Of course, soldiers understand that before the moral sainthood of the whole people, the popularization of too powerful extraordinary power is completely tantamount to self-destruction.

But even self-destruction is better than being destroyed by the evil gods. Joshua also knew that he had become a bit obsessed in order to fight against the evil gods' invasion in the future, but what else could he do if he didn't do this? Even if he is strong enough to resist several evil gods in the future, then in the face of the invasion of the evil god's family, the people of Mycroft's world will also need their own strength.

That's why Joshua thinks about the perfect primarch. According to the most perfect plan in his heart, all human beings are transformed into a core body made of the flesh and blood of a giant void beast as the main body, and a super super body covered by giant magic armor on the outside. Void fighters, they can live freely in the void, even if the world is destroyed, they can survive. Everyone has the fighting power to destroy a modern civilization.

It's a pity that the flesh and blood of the void is not under control. Even Joshua's control over the vitality cannot forcibly control the Void Beast, an incarnation of steel that belongs to the same level as him. Otherwise, even all the legends and gods in the world would If he disagrees, he will definitely try his best to let all those who are willing to accept complete the transformation.

"Let's not talk about these—anyway, I have almost finished the experiments on the perfect primarch and void behemoths, and I planned to end them later."

Joshua sat in front of the experiment table, crossed his hands and fingers on the table, and said calmly: "As for now, it's time to talk about some wide-area 'awakened ones'."

"What awakener?" Nostradamus was a little puzzled, but soon he realized that what Joshua was talking about was the power users who had awakened the power of steel. Thinking of this, the old mage frowned slightly, and he said strangely: "Why? The number of awakened ones has been very small recently, and they haven't reached the bottom that is worth worrying about."

"That's not what I'm talking about... Anyway, as I said just now, I recently returned to the world of Siberia."

Joshua did not hide his experience from his acquaintances. Basically everyone knew that he had been to a world located in the center of the void maelstrom some time ago. The soldier said succinctly: "In short, that new world has become very large, but Most importantly, there has been a huge change in the magic of that world—all power users in the world of Siberia have sensed the emergence of a new dimension, and they call it the 'Shadow Realm'."

"What's that?" Nostradamus asked.

"To put it simply, it is the world that connects everyone's shadows. It is similar to the subspace and psionic space in some worlds, but it links all shadows."

Joshua raised his hand to create a light curtain in mid-air, and in the light curtain appeared one after another figures jumping in the shadows—they could use their corresponding abilities to shuttle between shadows, just like teleportation. The soldier looked at the scenes in the light curtain, and said in a low voice: "Can the master assassins in the world of Mycroft do it? They are known as the masters of the shadows, the devil kings of the night, if anyone can fight in the shadows If they shuttle, they must be none other than them."

Nostradamus was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "...I can't do it."

He raised his head and looked at all kinds of strange actions in Joshua's light curtain: "Of course it can't be done."

"Whether it is an assassin or an assassin, even a master-level master of the night, they just use rapidity and even some special space magic to carry out silent raids and assassinations, and most assassins use visual errors to use human and the inherent visual defects of various creatures to hide themselves."

"Use the power of shadows to teleport? Even sneak into the shadows and hide yourself completely? Even mages can't do it. There is no such magic at all."

Speaking of this, Nostradamus even laughed dryly: "Sneak into the shadows? Shadows are just optical phenomena, how can you sneak into..."

"But it's true."

Joshua interrupted the old mage, and he reiterated: "A new dimension has appeared in the world of Siberia—the world around the void vortex has also begun to have this trend. It is conceivable that soon after, the world of Mycroft There will also be Shadowlands."

"From now on, shadow is no longer an optical phenomenon, it will be a new supernatural force... Nostradamus, the world is changing."

There was a long silence between the two, the old mage seemed to be thinking, while Joshua was waiting patiently.

The warrior originally planned to look for reliable and trustworthy people to tell them about his discovery after a while, but now it happened that Nostradamus came to find him himself, saving him from looking for one by one.

"...I know what you're thinking, but Joshua, what if this is just a change in the magic power caused by the great demon tide."

After a long time, Nostradamus spoke again—this time, the old mage's tone returned to normal, and he said quite forcefully: "You can't think of everything in a bad way."

"But if not, what should we do?"

Joshua said calmly: "We are legendary powerhouses, so we should plan for the worst - if the emergence of the Shadow Realm is not a change of some great demon tide, but a brand new one, like the 'Holy Light' ’ A multiverse-level shift like that, and you know what that means?”

The order of light and shadow is broken, and in the years to come, the boundary between reality and illusion may be blurred.

Thinking of this, Nostradamus shattered the handle on the other side of the seat. The blood vessels near his temples had bulged, and he could see pure liquid energy flowing in it.

The old mage closed his eyes tightly, not knowing whether to escape or meditate.

"You should have read the data in the big information database."

Joshua stood up, and he calmly recounted the most secret information even in the database of the integrated information base: "Magic tides are periodic changes in magic power, usually with a cycle of one to three thousand years. tide—and Mycroft was lucky enough to experience two demonic tides, and each time the demonic tide came, it would bring great development to civilization, as well as the invasion of evil existences called evil gods."

"The first evil god recorded in the history of the entire Mycroft civilization to invade with the tide of magic is called 'Imbalance'. Its arrival makes the sun and the moon darken, the sea water boils, cold and heat, light and darkness, life and death The balance was broken, the undead appeared on a large scale, and 90% of the marine life became extinct—it was a powerful psychic sage who did not leave a name who repelled the other party at the cost of sacrificing the lives of most of the world. The price is that the existence of the undead has not completely disappeared."

"And the second wave of demons happened to run through the entire Glorious Era, and the number of evil gods invading was more than ten times that of the first time, and there were also countless family members and abyssal demons. If it weren't for the existence of sages, the Mycroft civilization would have already been formed. A dead and silent abyss wasteland."

"And we are the third time."

Joshua said in an emotionless voice, "Maybe it will be the last time."

"More than that."

At this time, Nostradamus was finally no longer silent. He opened his eyes and said softly: "The first wave of magic made the world of Mycroft, in addition to psionic energy, have more things called six magic elements and ether." Energy, they can perfectly cooperate with magic power, and release all kinds of powerful spells that are far superior to psionic power—even fighting qi was completed in the later period of that era."

Needless to say, the second wave of magic, since then, the world of Mycroft and even the entire multiverse has had an extraordinary power called 'Holy Light'.

"Joshua, what are you guessing?"

Nostradamus raised his head abruptly. He stared into the warrior's eyes and said in an extremely solemn tone: "Do you want to imply... imply that the so-called Shadow Realm is also the same?"

"Nostradamus, I, guessed nothing."

Joshua's voice didn't fluctuate like a machine, and he replied: "I just stated the facts that are happening, and the records of past history - the appearance of the shadow world means that the nature of a certain natural phenomenon has changed , Shadow is no longer an optical phenomenon, but some kind of extraordinary power, what does this represent, what does it portend, do you dare to imagine?"

The multiverse is being changed, like someone is carving marks on it with a carving knife, and we don't know who is holding the razor—

"...Of course I dare."

Regarding Joshua's question, the old mage stood up slowly, let out a breath, and then said in a deep voice: "It's too early to scare me with such a fake and empty thing. And no matter what the guess is, let's get down now." The conclusion is too early, with so little information, there is no way to prove anything."

"On the contrary, you, Joshua, are you really doing this kind of thing these days? What about the perfect human body, the transformation of the void behemoth's flesh and blood, and the research on the shadow world... all kinds of crazy plans, you He looks more like a mage than me."

"Is this also crazy?"

Joshua picked up a piece of paper from the experimental table, a series of incomparably complicated data flashed in his eyes, but he finally calmed down. He raised his head and said softly, "It's actually much more than that, Nostradamus."

The report held in the hands of the soldiers was filled with dense plans, including strange words such as 'repair the upgrade of the beam of light', 'optimize the soul collection of the soul ball' and 'reduce the loss of soul caused by resurrection'. The soldier's face was covered by shadows, and no one could see his expression clearly: "I'm thinking about what the so-called 'game' is."

Then, the voice of Joshua van Radcliffe sounded from the center of the fourth practice, shaking in the entire demiplane:

"And what does the so-called 'player' represent?"