Old days in the box

Chapter 515 Hello World!

This is the end point where all the networks converge, the main control room located on the twelfth floor, the secret room of the mother of all things.

Any mortal who wants to drive the magic network must first leave a snapshot of his soul here to complete the initial binding with the magic network, and then continue to connect to and summon the magic network in the material world.

In other words, this place is equivalent to the server database of the Magic Network. All user information linked in, including programmed magic words, are stored here. It is the most important core of the entire Magic Network. Therefore, Zhou Xiao gave up one of his trump cards, the Old Abyss, to use this place as a secret place.

This place does not belong to any of the Nine Realms. Even the Divine Realm army with the Rainbow Bridge would find it difficult to find it.

"My work is done. From now on, this is your new world. You will connect the subconsciousness of all living beings here, bring them from their dreams into the magic network, and make them part of this new world."

A huge noise came from above Hela’s head, indicating that the old man’s gaze was always there. She gently lifted a corner of her skirt and made a respectful gesture towards the source of the sound.

"I will follow your will."

At this point, he had no choice but to succumb to the astonishing power of this foreign god.

Everything has become different. Dreams, words, and webs have torn out another path from the magical origin of the world of Yggdrasil, dividing the spiritual belonging into two.

The mystical system that was supposed to be conceived in this era was therefore forced to greatly advance its progress and return in a weaker form.

Hela could sense that in addition to the "Buddha" becoming the incomplete master of the spiritual world in an instant, the natural gathering of stars in the void of the universe also began to condense into the prototype of the star world.

This is the instinctive response of the origin of the world to the birth of the magic network. Under the premise that it has no ability to stop the old days, it can only advance the original process and forcibly give birth to the symbol of the Trinity.

Hela walked forward and touched the stone platform in front of her. The light of magic immediately illuminated the surrounding magic circuits, causing all the threads here to tremble.

This interface is the center of the magic network, connecting to the depths of the dreams of thousands of mortals.

With the huge size of the quantum magic network, the Old One spread the power of "Dreams" to every realm covered by the network, affecting billions of mortal lives within it.

As soon as Hela's mind moved, her consciousness followed these threads to lead her to countless subconscious illusions, wandering between these subconscious realms.

What the old days said was right, He was indeed born for this responsibility.

Hela has held the power of "death" for thousands of years and knows exactly how to guide and sense the souls of mortals. Now it is easy for her to connect with the souls of mortals.

He lightly tapped one of the silk threads, and his consciousness instantly crossed the boundary and followed the network to another world covered by the quantum magic network.

Alfheim, the kingdom of elves, is one of the planets in the central galaxy.

The cold winter has arrived. On a night with intensifying wind and frost, a man dragged his tired body into the village, pushed open the wooden door and returned home.

The biting cold wind rushed into the house the moment the door was opened. The man skillfully closed the wooden door, added firewood to the fireplace to maintain the temperature in the house, and finally put down the rations in his hand.

The man was a half-elf soldier. He had been conscripted to fight in the nearby Frost Wave Rift for two years. His shoulders were wrapped in bandages and there was a horrific knife scar on one of his eyes, which showed how brutal the war was.

But the situation of the cold wave cracks has not improved, and the amount of supplies distributed by the kingdom has become less and less over the past year.

"father!"

Cheerful voices came from the wooden house, and the man's two children ran over quickly and surrounded their father. His wife followed and brought the warmed wine to him, then picked up the rations to prepare dinner.

Gentle wife and lovely children, these are the reasons for his struggle. No matter what the cost, he will never allow the cold wave to take away these faces. "Dad, dad, hurry up and continue telling us the story of the war! Did you win again on the other side of the mountain today? Last time you said that many blue giants came out of those cracks. Have you driven them all away and taken back the sun in the sky?"

The children surrounded the man and chattered, urging him to continue telling stories about the other side of the mountain. They were not allowed to leave the village on weekdays, so they knew almost nothing about the world outside the mountain.

"It wasn't the giants who stole the sun, but the Outer God Old One. I told you that last time." The man gulped down a big gulp of wine and then replied with a smile: "Although it is now rumored that it was the Old One who brought the cold wave, seeing is believing. It was the giants who invaded the kingdom. We can't just listen to others. Do you remember when the sun will come back?"

"Seven days later!" the children shouted in unison.

"Yes, Dad will come home early that day and tell you more stories then." The man stroked their faces gently.

The Old Outer Gods from Midgard, the Golden Army from the Divine Realm. Now is a time when rumors are flying everywhere. Rumors about various gods are everywhere in the kingdom, and the man does not believe in any of the statements.

He only knew that from a certain moment on, the sun would rise every seven days, and on the day when the sun rose, the invasion of the cold wave would indeed weaken, allowing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

He heard from other warlocks accompanying the army that the goddess of fertility who led the elves in outer space had created an army of insects capable of withstanding the cold wave, and was providing support to every trapped world. But he also heard that the gods were fighting against Odin, the sky father, and that all these nightmares were actually caused by the civil war among the gods.

The man didn't want to think about which possibility was true. Mortals have always been pawns manipulated by God. He just wanted to protect his wife and children in this doomsday.

He was recognized as the most talented mage apprentice in the village, and he believed he had the ability to do it.

The man drank the wine in the bottle, sent the children away to play by themselves, and then slowly closed his eyes by the fireplace.

The fatigue from the battle made him fall into a sleepy state, and in the dormancy of his consciousness, he seemed to have sunk into the boundless seabed, wandering contentedly in a pure dream.

Clairvoyance is one of the most common talents of spellcasters. In the dream state, people's perception of the body is the lowest, and their perception of the spiritual is the highest. Spellcasters with high talents can easily sense the deeper origin or get inspiration for certain spells at this time.

But this time, things seem to be different.

The depths of his dreams often turned into a forest full of singing birds and fragrant flowers. Here he could sense the spirits of nature that he could not normally sense, and establish more connections with the land beneath his feet. But today, there seemed to be something extra in the forest.

It is a figure, a figure that makes people unable to look away.

She has a double-sided face, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly, but what makes men more obsessed than her appearance is the feeling, as if the answers to all the secrets of magic are hidden in her.

Reason told him that this figure was definitely not a good person and he should not pursue him easily.

But his curiosity led him closer and closer, from the center of the woods all the way to the outside and the edge, until he lost his way in the pursuit, and he didn't know how much time it took.

When the man looked back suddenly, he suddenly realized that he had already left the familiar dream of the forest and was in a huge network.

The figure was still in the net, and for the first time it turned towards him and murmured something.

The man subconsciously imitated the obscure words, and in an instant a stinging feeling spread throughout his brain, along the depths of his consciousness, as if burning every nerve in his body, as if it was about to explode from the inside.

Those words actually contained unimaginable magic power. Once they were spoken, they immediately triggered the vibration of the space level, and a large amount of magical content that he didn't know about instantly gushed out.

It is a net that covers everything, another possible future of magic.

When the man was about to collapse, his soul finally left an indelible mark here, and then instantly retreated back, and all the pain disappeared completely, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)