This is How the Heavens and the Worlds Come

"Lord Joyce, there is a suspected human creature coming out of the Hague tribe, but we don't understand what he said."

A fifth-level wizard explained to Joyce.

Joyce heard the words and looked at Changsheng, an eight-year-old child?

He frowned, waved his hand and said: "No matter what, if you can get out of the Hague tribe, you are an enemy and not a friend. Capture him, but be careful not to hurt him."

He issued an order, and because of the language barrier, Changsheng was suddenly besieged.

However, in front of the Eucharist, all sieges are futile, and the sorcery they cast cannot even break through his defenses.

"You really don't call out your strongest?"

The longevity physique is invulnerable to all kinds of magic, and he didn't hide from those witchcraft. The witchcraft was just wiped out by the faint golden light on his body.

"I'll give you one more chance at the end, if you don't stop, I'll beat you!"

Changsheng has been attacked by witchcraft, and he is also angry.

However, now he desperately needs an interpreter like Dirk.

The language communication was not smooth, and Changsheng could not bear it any longer, but he did not kill. Every punch made the wizards vomit blood and lost their combat effectiveness, but their lives were not in danger.

"Back off, I'll come!"

Joyce frowned, feeling the overbearing power of immortality, and shouted back the wizards who wanted to continue to attack.

He could see that Changsheng was invincible at level six.

As soon as he stood up, Changsheng's small eyes suddenly brightened, and asked: "Do you understand me? Are you the strongest? Take your wizard tribe to surrender, and I will complete the task..."

However, Joyce didn't listen to him. The witch power surged in his body, and a terrifying breath erupted. He stretched out his hand, and the annihilation light of the sixth-level standard witchcraft appeared.

The light bloomed, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The fifth-level wizards showed enthusiasm and confidence. Mr. Joyce's Annihilation Light was ranked among the top three among the sixth-level powerhouses. There was no reason why he couldn't take down an eight-year-old child.

However……

It didn't happen as expected, facing the annihilation light, Changsheng didn't hide, let him fall on him, the golden light of the holy body swept away, like a mud cow into the sea, disappeared without a trace.

The scene was suddenly silent.

Joyce's face was dignified, with an extremely ugly expression, and he quickly gave orders to the wizards under him: "Hurry up and retreat, this man is too terrifying, I must do my best!"

The wizards who grew up in the flames of war were very decisive, without the slightest hesitation, nodded solemnly, and retreated directly. Not only would they stay here without help, but it would hinder them.

After the wizards retreated, Joyce took a deep breath and shouted to Changsheng: "I don't care what your origin is, but as long as you threaten the survival of the wizards, even if it costs you your life, I will let you die here! "

His tone was decisive, and then a witchcraft bloomed between his brows, and the witchcraft began to rise rapidly.

"Wizard Disintegration Technique!"

He read out five words in a low voice, which means that he has failed to break through to the half-step god all these years, but he has developed a witchcraft that Columbus hailed as an ancient and modern one.

The wizard disintegration technique, as the name suggests, burns the body, disintegrates and dies at the cost of killing one's own body. A wizard at the peak of level six can gain half a step of the power of a god in a short period of time.

On the sacred mountain, Yang Shou, who was observing, saw his eyes brighten. The self-evolution of the species is really miraculous, especially under the obsession to regain his hometown, facing the threat of the double-headed lizard race, such a miraculous witchcraft was born.

"Once this witchcraft appears, the situation of the battle will probably be reversed."

Yang Shou sighed, the wizard tribe lacks the most high-end combat power, but the emergence of the wizard disintegration technique can greatly reverse the situation.

Disintegration and death are really nothing to wizards in the wizarding world.

In order to return to their hometown, many ancestors have already sacrificed their lives. People in the wizarding world are most afraid of sacrifice.

After performing the wizard's disintegration technique, Joyce's aura continued to rise, forcibly breaking through the bottleneck, and gaining the power of a half-step god.

"So, this is the half-step god realm?"

Joyce stared at his hands, very calm, after performing the wizard's disintegration, he still had three hours to live.

Three hours is enough to resolve the battle, either he dies or the opponent dies!

"Endless witch power, listen to me and restrain me!"

A bright ray of light appeared from his palm, cast a very mysterious witchcraft, turned into a rope, and went towards the bondage of longevity.

At the same time, dozens of powerful fireballs attacked Changsheng from all directions.

"boom!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, several huge tiankengs appeared on the ground, more than two meters deep!

Seeing this scene, Yang Shou was extremely thankful that he had moved them to the underground world, otherwise his yard and basement would not be able to withstand their tossing.

A spell is a two-meter pit?

His home will be demolished in minutes.

Seeing that Joyce had broken through to the realm of a half-step god, Changsheng was surprised, blinked his eyes, and was full of fighting spirit: "Come on, let's fight! The half-step god Ryze is too perverted, but you, I think You can still hit ten!"

Half-step gods are also not looked down upon by the first generation of saints. It is all because Yang Shou instilled in him the concept of invincibility in the world since he was a child, just to cultivate his invincibility.

"boom!"

The fireball hit Changsheng's body, and the golden light surged, triggering Lei Yin. After the smoke and dust cleared, Changsheng was unscathed.

Joyce's pupils shrank. He used the wizard's disintegration technique to reach a half-step god, but he couldn't even break through the opponent's defense?

"It's my turn!"

Chang Sheng yelled, but his voice was very immature, and his whole body turned into a cannonball, approaching Joyce.

Joyce's face changed drastically, Changsheng's body was terrifying, comparable to a beast, if he was approached?

Thinking of this, he backed away quickly, cast witchcraft, and walked away from the front line.

If the two of them fight on the front line, it will cause devastating damage to the wizards, so Joyce lures Changsheng away.

Yang Shou looked at the direction Joyce led away, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Coincidentally, it was the direction where he threw the divine tripod.

Are you going to collide with the artifact so soon?

Yang Shou also planned to keep the divine cauldron unknown for several years, and obtain it later by chance.

"Don't go!"

Changsheng inspired the power of the rune from behind, and began to run wildly in pursuit.

Joyce, who was running ahead, had a gloomy face. Seeing Changsheng arouse the power of the runes, his doubts became more and more intense.

As a veteran sixth-level wizard, even though the way of runes has not been spread in the wizarding world, there is still a little bit of way of runes left. He can see at a glance that the power of longevity in the increase of his legs is the power of runes!

"How can someone still inherit the way of runes? Isn't the only disciple of the great sage the fallen lich?"

Joyce was puzzled, accelerated crazily, and felt the terror behind him, like a humanoid beast, he didn't dare to stop.

If he stops, he will be beaten out...

And his attack was useless to the opponent, and it was a bit exaggerated to say it was tickling.

It was the first time to show the wizard disintegration technique in front of the world, but it was not used to kill the enemy, but to escape?

Joyce was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but he kept pushing forward with all his strength and ran further away.

As long as his strength is not exhausted, he can run forever...

So, a marathon race appeared, running from the front line of the battle, Yang Shou didn't know how far they ran, and the holy body chased the half-step god's hammer. This kind of scene is not common.

Their speed was extremely fast. Yang Shou roughly estimated that they ran more than 20 meters in two hours...

He was about to reach the mountain where he cast the divine cauldron.

Joyce took the lead and rushed up the mountain without thinking.

Then... Boom!

He bumped into the barrier with his head, and when he reacted, he burst out with all his strength and attacked the witchcraft one after another at the barrier, only to find that the barrier remained motionless, as stable as Mount Tai.

Looking at Chang Sheng who was chasing after him at a high speed, he smiled wryly.

"Treasures can only be obtained by those who are virtuous and capable. The treasures bestowed by the gods naturally have certain thresholds."

The enchantment was naturally set by Yang Shou, to prevent the divine cauldron from being obtained too easily. According to the strength of the enchantment he arranged, five half-step gods would be enough to break it.

Joyce, a sorcerer who forcibly promoted to the half-step god realm, couldn't break through at all. He only wanted to escape, and he plunged into a dead end.

"Run, keep running!"

Chang was out of breath, his little face was flushed, and he was a little angry.

Joyce used witchcraft to fly, while he... used his legs to run wildly for an unknown distance. Even as a holy body, he still has weak legs...

At this time, Joyce stared at Changsheng quietly with cold eyes, and said a word: "Ryze, who are you?"

Changsheng was very angry at first, but he was suddenly walked so far, and he didn't expect to finally understand a word from Joyce.

That pronunciation seems to be...Ryze?

Chang Sheng couldn't help asking: "Are you talking about Ryze?"

Although the language is different, Ryze's pronunciation is similar.

Joyce's pupils shrank, and he just asked suddenly. After all, the two sides did not understand each other's language. Didn't expect to hear the word Ruiz from Changsheng's words?

Sure enough, it has something to do with Ryze!

However, the communication between the two parties was limited to this, and no matter how they talked, the other party was in a daze.

"Are you also from the world of runes?"

"How did you get mixed up with the Hague tribe?"

"Are you also exiled here by the gods?"

"Who are you? Are you with the two-headed lizard?"

...

In the end, the two of them temporarily stopped fighting because of the word Ryze, staring with big eyes.

The two looked at each other, with what on earth were you talking written written on their faces, and they were speechless for a while.

At this moment, Chang Sheng noticed a burst of light emanating from the mountain ahead, which was extremely bright and attractive, as if a treasure had been born.

"Hey, is there any treasure on this mountain?"

Changsheng's small eyes were shining brightly. During the years he stayed with the teacher, the teacher explained countless adventures to him. As long as there is a vision, it is either a catastrophe or a treasure in this world!