I made the Dragon God in the game.

"It seems Fang Bai's strength is not yet at the legendary level, right?"

The prophet in white couldn't help but feel moved.

"Then how did he become a high-level being?"

He knew that beings of higher status were generally divided into two types.

One type is a high status acquired through acquired strength. The lowest strength of this type of people is demigod level. When the strength reaches a certain level, the status will naturally improve.

The other type is those who are born with high status and noble blood, and are called demigods or even gods.

"This Fang Bai's strength has obviously not reached the level of a demigod, so his status is innate? He hasn't reached the level of a demigod yet?"

The prophet in white suddenly became curious and subconsciously reached for the crystal ball.

"How about trying to predict the future? Anyway, my strength is not yet that of a demigod, so I can't find out."

"Try it."

The prophet in white was a little hesitant, and felt as if a hundred cats were scratching his heart, making it itchy.

“Although he hasn’t become a legend yet, his strength is definitely close.

He is a master and I am also a master. If we wait until he becomes a legend, it will be even more impossible to predict.

This may be the time when the gap between him and I is the smallest, and this may be my only chance to communicate with him.

Just try it, take a look, just take a look at the fate line"

The white-robed prophet's heart was pounding. The high-ranking person was most likely a demigod, and he would be courting death if he dared to touch him.

This kind of person is naturally a demigod and is still wandering around. He is rare in the world.

If he could read one or two of them, it would be a great improvement in his professional ability.

"I'll just take a look, it's okay, I'll just take a look."

The anxious prophet in white slowly reached out to the crystal ball, getting closer and closer, and put his hand on it.

"Buzz!"

A silent wave, a stream of energy flowed into the eyes of the white-robed prophet and evolved in his eyes.

If Fang Bai saw it, he would find that this was quite similar to the evolution process of his pupil technique, except that his pupil technique was simpler and less mysterious.

I am here now, the distance is close.

With the aura of the name as a guide, the white-robed prophet's prediction went very smoothly and he quickly locked on Fang Bai.

But just as he was about to take a look, a loud shout rang out in his mind.

"who!"

The white-robed prophet's head was buzzing from the huge noise, and before he could reply he felt a fatal crisis.

If you want to escape, the connection has already been established and the link has been formed.

He wanted to withdraw Night, which would take time. At this moment, the power from the other side had even spread over to reinforce and widen the link, allowing it to slowly form a passage.

Horror, fear, and regret filled the mind of the prophet in white, and the next moment he felt as if a world was hitting him from the opposite side. No, it cannot be said to be hitting, but a world and a person, it should be said that a world rolled over and bumped into him on the way, that's all.

The prophet in white lost consciousness.

On the other side, Fang Bai was slightly stunned and suddenly realized something.

He just felt a little bit of being spied on, but his body didn't react at all, nor did his mental strength. Instead, it was his consciousness that reacted.

So after a loud shout, he subconsciously suppressed the other party's prying eyes, and then grabbed the inner space and the fantasy space and swung it over. It was really a subconscious reaction, but
A projection of Fang Bai appeared next to the prophet in white.

At this moment, the white-robed prophet's heartbeat, breathing, pupils were all normal, and his mental fluctuations were also normal.

I just waved but there was no response.

Oh, it's not that there is no reaction, the pupils are still reacting, it's definitely a living person, but.
"What's wrong with him? Why does he feel stupid?"

Zhang Zhong came over, and the projections of other mages also came over and asked in confusion.

"Uh"

Fang Bai felt a little embarrassed. He had just collected protection money from someone, and not only did he fail to protect the person, he also accidentally killed the person.

Although there are reasons for this and it was the other party who was asking for trouble, it still feels weird. How can I explain this?
"His eyes were not right, he was looking around, peeking at me, and then I subconsciously fought back"

"He was killed?"

Zhang Zhong was surprised, and his eyes suddenly became strange when he looked at the prophet in white, and he became curious.

No matter how he looked at it, this person didn't look like a dead person.

The living dead?
The living dead?
"Ah, yes. I should say that the consciousness in the soul was directly shattered by me."

Fang Bai didn't know how to describe what he had just done.

beat?
It doesn’t count.

Collide?
That doesn’t count either.

Anyway, he felt that when the inner space and the fantasy space flew together, it seemed to have touched something, but it also seemed that it had touched nothing.

how to say.

Also.

The weight of a space, plus the knowledge that is so heavy that Fang Bai’s consciousness can no longer bear it, and needs the help of inner space to carry it.

If I had to use a metaphor, it would be like a modern aircraft carrier hitting a swimming fish while sailing on the sea, hitting it hard, but.
Did you really get run over?

Well.
"Who told him to aim randomly? Doesn't he deserve to be beaten to death?"

As a transcendent, mental power is standard, but it's just that some are stronger than others. Professions with strong mental power can spread out thousands or tens of thousands of meters, while professionals of the same level who are more focused on the physical body may only be able to cover a few meters around them, or even have no refined spirit, only physical intuition or instinct after being completely integrated into the physical body.

Intuition is fine, but if you don't resist the scanning of mental power or if your clothes can't block it, then you will be seen through by others.

Even everything on your body can be seen clearly.

This was something that no one could accept, so they understood very well what Fang Bai meant by taking a second look.

This is purely provocative, or relying on secret techniques to peek, purely looking for death.

"Yeah, that's right. I just didn't expect him to be so weak. He was beaten to death before he could react."

Before Fang Bai finished speaking, something strange happened to the white-robed prophet in front of him. Looking carefully, he saw a coin on the white-robed prophet's neck slowly floating up. The light from the coin floating in the air fell on the white-robed prophet, and then drifted away with the wind and sank into the white-robed prophet's body.

The unconscious prophet in white slowly woke up, but as soon as he woke up he heard what Fang Bai said.

".I just didn't expect him to be so weak. He was beaten to death before he could react."

Hearing this, the prophet in white felt a black screen before his eyes, but he had no way to refute it, and he dared not to refute it.

Because I was just asking for death just now. Wait!

Bai Yi was shocked when he suddenly realized that he was not dead and his injuries had fully recovered. He immediately reached for the pendant around his neck, but the pendant was empty.

This made Bai Yi's heart shrink.

"So, you know this is a resurrection coin, right?"

Fang Bai's voice sounded slowly, and the words he said shocked everyone, even Zhang Zhong and others.

"Resurrection Coin?!"

Zhang Zhong and others were surprised. They had only heard of this kind of thing but had never seen it. They did not expect to hear it at this moment. The prophet in white was also full of surprise, as if he was very surprised that Fang Bai recognized this coin.

Fang Baixin was also quite uneasy, recalling the appearance of the coin in his mind.

He also got a resurrection coin. Although he had used it up and it only remained on the attribute panel, he still remembered the appearance and pattern of the resurrection coin clearly.

The ancient coin just now is exactly the same as the resurrection coin, and the effect is exactly the same.

It looks the same as the Resurrection Coin and has the same effect as the Resurrection Coin, so this is the Resurrection Coin.

Fang Bai stared at the white-robed prophet quietly. Upon seeing this, the white-robed prophet hurriedly spoke.

“Your Majesty, I didn’t know it was called the Resurrection Coin. I only knew it was a treasure left behind by the ancient wizard civilization.

We heard before that the effect is to resurrect after death and directly restore to full health, but we don't believe it and just wear it as a talisman.

Because it was given to me by my master and has special meaning, I have been wearing it all the time.

There is only this one.”

The prophet in white explained hastily, not daring to hesitate or hide anything, for fear of angering Fang Bai again. Otherwise, no matter how many lives he had, they would not be enough for him to kill on the spot.

Not to mention that he no longer has any resurrection coins, so what even if he did?
For the other party, there is not much difference between killing him once and killing him ten times. In addition, the previous actions were already considered a provocation, so the white-robed prophet was very, very honest at this moment.

Fang Bai looked at him quietly after hearing what he said. Seeing that he was still somewhat doubtful and surprised, he did not think that the prophet in white was lying. He just spoke after hesitating for a moment.

"Does your master have any remaining resurrection coins?"

"Nothing."

"So sure?"

“Because my master told me that he got one by accident and gave it to me.

I believe in my master."

"Where is your master now?"

"already dead."

Fang Bai raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He believed it now. The person was dead, and even if there were resurrection coins, they had all been used up.

After all, these resurrection coins can only be used to resurrect at the original location, not at the resurrection point.

This is a little different, though.
"The resurrection coin only allows resurrection, but it doesn't have the function of locating or determining the resurrection point?
Is the player’s resurrection at the resurrection point an ability granted by the “system”?

However, there is no resurrection point function, and the resurrection coins can be used directly on the spot. As a result, the space where the resurrection coins can be used is much smaller.

However, being able to revive the indigenous people is just average for the players, but it’s like a god to the indigenous people!

But this game coin is actually a real item that originated from the ancient wizard civilization? "

Fang Bai thought for a moment and then continued to ask.

"Then where did your master get the resurrection coin?"

"It's in the ruins of an ancient wizard."

The White-robed Prophet continued.

“This ancient wizard’s remains are not in the main material world, but in a layer of the abyss. You can only enter through a space crack.

However, this space crack is closed all year round and will only open for a period of several decades to allow people to enter.

Because few people go there, the remains of the ancient wizard civilization in this layer of the abyss have basically not been completely searched.

As long as you go in and find the ruins, you will gain something.

Your Majesty, are you interested in this relic?"

The white-robed prophet said respectfully, and Fang Bai did not hide anything and nodded directly.

"Yes, I am quite interested."

“Then it will take several years before the space rift opens again.

These are the coordinates of the location of the space crack.

Just take it as a thank you for your majesty's magnanimity."

The prophet in white held a jade pendant in both hands and handed it to Fang Bai. As he spoke, his mind couldn't help but recall the horrific scene he felt before his death.

The suffocating feeling of being crushed directly upon him was so intense that the prophet in white felt that he had no ability to fight back at all.

No, let alone fighting back, the other party didn't even feel a trace of resistance.

No wonder Fang Bai said it was weak.

The White Prophet never wants to experience that feeling again!
Fang Bai looked at the prophet for a few seconds, and as soon as he thought about it, the jade pendant containing information flew directly into his hands. After taking it and sensing it slightly, a complicated map appeared in his mind.

There is a royal capital on the map as a reference, and the specific location seems to be in an underground cave.

After confirming the map, Fang Bai nodded and asked.

"Okay, by the way, were you predicting me before?"

The prophet in white collapsed in spirit, then nodded.

"Yes, I"

"No need to explain. Think carefully next time. Not everyone has my good temper.

A prying prophet will not live long."

The white-robed prophet was startled, and only felt relieved when he found that Fang Bai and others had left. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked with sweat.

He understood that this was the only way to preserve his nickname.

"That was a close call, I can't do such a naughty thing again.

Fang Bai was indeed right. A prophet who was too curious would not live long.

It's because Fang Bai is kindhearted and I also gave him something he was interested in, otherwise I would have been doomed."

The prophet in white took a deep breath and reached for the crystal ball at his waist, but suddenly found that the crystal ball had disappeared, leaving only some crystal powder on the ground.

After a brief recollection, he remembered that when Fang Bai counterattacked, the crystal ball was subjected to too much force and it exploded into a pile of crystal powder, without even a single piece that was slightly larger.

Seeing this, the prophet in white could only use his mental power to collect them all and put them in a bag. He sighed, but couldn't help but recall the situation when his master gave him this resurrection coin.

The rumor about the resurrection coin was told to him by his master. He thought it was a story before, but now it seems to be true.

The master who told this story probably knew this, but he still gave it to him.
"Master."

The white-robed prophet whispered softly.

What he had said to Bai before was the absolute truth, without a single falsehood.

But there is one thing Fang Bai didn't ask, and he didn't say.
His master had entered this space gap, and there was no news after entering this level of the abyss. The sensing array left behind showed death.

He was not planning anything against Fang Bai, he just suddenly remembered that he had really died just now, but he was alive again.

If the master was in the same situation, then perhaps his master was trapped in this abyss.

After Fang Bai went in, he didn't need to be rescued, he just needed to make some noise. He believed that his master would definitely seize the opportunity and get out alive.

Of course, the premise is that you have to be alive!

The prophet in white sighed slightly when he thought of this. (End of this chapter)