Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

The Origin Realm is being slowly devoured.

The giant net of rules governing the goblin world descended from the sky, its greyish-white chains like tree roots piercing into the soil and ocean of the source realm.

Each chain extracts fragments of the source world's rules, digests, decomposes, and reassembles them, integrating them into the goblin world's system.

The edges of the source realm began to become transparent, the edges of the forests blurred, the boundaries of the rivers blurred, and the ridges of the hills blurred as well.

The creatures in those areas began to migrate towards the center; flocks of birds flew out of the transparent forest, and herds of beasts ran across the transparent grassland.

They didn't know why they left; they just instinctively felt that it was no longer safe there.

The projection in the sky was getting closer and closer.

The reflection of the goblin world transformed from a faint outline into a clear image.

People in the goblin world can see the mountains and rivers of the source world, and people in the source world can also see the cities and fields of the goblin world.

A thin layer of gray mist separated the two, which could be broken at any moment.

This made the extraordinary beings of the Origin Realm restless, and they wanted to test the projection in the sky.

Inside the Source Realm, a human knight clad in golden armor stood on the border city wall, looking up at the projection.

He raised the spear in his hand, and a golden light gathered at the tip of the spear.

He forcefully hurled the spear into the sky, its tip piercing the projection.

Then...it went through...

The spear flew upwards through the projection and disappeared into the gray mist.

The knight waited a long time, but the sound of the spear hitting the ground did not come.

It didn't fall back.

At the edge of the Elf Forest, several elven elders stood on the treetops, their hands resting on the trunks.

Green light surged from their palms, climbed up the tree trunk, and coalesced into a huge green barrier above the canopy.

The edge of the barrier touched the projection in the sky, like water meeting water; there was no collision, no repulsion, it simply merged into it.

The elven elders withdrew their hands, and the green barrier dissipated.

They stared at the projection in silence for a long time before one of the elders spoke. "This kind of world-class fusion is something we simply cannot stop with our power."

In the underground forges of the dwarven kingdom, dwarven craftsmen forged a batch of new weapons and armor.

The king stood on the city wall, holding a newly forged axe in his hand, the blade gleaming with a pale blue light.

He raised his axe and chopped at the projection in the sky.

A pale blue arc of light flew out from the axe blade and struck the projection without causing any ripples.

The arc of light passed through the projection, like a knife slicing through the water, and the water closed up.

The king sheathed his axe, turned, and walked down the city wall.

"Prepare for battle. Once the fusion is complete, send scouts to investigate immediately."

"If the other side is weak, we will attack and expand into new territories; if the other side is strong, we will defend our dwarf kingdom."

The chieftain of the orc tribe stood on a high slope, with rows of orc warriors holding weapons behind him.

The chieftain raised his giant axe and swung it at the projection in the sky; a flash of light disappeared into the projection.

The orc warriors behind him roared in unison.

The chieftain put down his axe and turned to look at the orcs behind him.

"No matter what's on the other side, if they dare to come down, we'll fight them! Let them know that we orcs are not to be trifled with!"

"If the enemy is too strong, we'll retreat to the northern mountains and wait for an opportunity."

The orc warriors roared in unison, their voices echoing through the valley.

In the dormant volcano at the center of Dragon Island, the three ancient dragons, unusually not asleep, were gazing at the projection.

Jinlong was the first to speak. "The Origin Realm is changing; those boundaries are disappearing."

The red dragon shook its wings, shaking off the dust.

"Where did the Dragon God go? It's so late, and it's still sleeping?"

The jade dragon didn't speak, but simply looked up at the sky. Its eyes were pale green, reflecting the ever-approaching projection in the sky.

"The Dragon God has not shown his face for a long time. When he was here, the Origin Realm would not be like this."

Jinlong remained silent for a long time. "We can't wait any longer. Let's go find it and ask what happened."

The golden dragon turned and walked towards the crater, with the red dragon and the jade dragon following behind him.

Three dragons took off from Dragon Island, their wingspans exceeding 100 meters. They flew over the Origin Realm, heading straight for the projection in the sky.

Then... I passed through.

The projection was like a mirage; their wings swept across the edge of the transparent forest, the treetops blurring beneath them.

They crossed the transparent river, the water turning into a thin mist beneath them.

They flew for a long time, passing completely through the projection, and reached the world boundary of the Source Realm.

The boundary of the Source Realm was a grayish-white membrane. The golden dragon touched the membrane with its claw, and the claw passed through without encountering any obstacles.

It retracted its paws, which were now free of any residue.

"Go through it."

The impatient red dragon flew over first. When its body passed through the membrane, it was as if it had passed through a layer of water. There was no resistance, only a cool sensation.

The golden dragon and the jade dragon followed them through.

After flying out of the boundary, they continued to ascend until they stood at the boundary of the spacetime turbulence, unable to go any further.

They found signs of a battle nearby.

A huge black rock has been burned, with deep cracks and charred edges.

Broken skeletons drifted around, some human, some not.

The jade dragon stopped beside a pile of bones and sniffed them.

"There is the aura of the Dragon God here, as well as some unfamiliar auras. They are probably enemies from another world."

It raised its head and looked into the distance.

"The enemy is probably on the same level as Lord Dragon God, and there is more than one, at least two, and possibly more."

Jinlong looked at the unfamiliar corpses with a grim expression.

A world undergoes a cataclysmic change, otherworldly enemies appear, battle scenes unfold, and the aura of the Dragon God vanishes here...

All of this suggests that the Dragon God has likely met with misfortune!

They continued their exploration, and the golden dragon discovered a grayish-white projection.

The projection was small, about ten meters wide, and floated in mid-air like a mirror.

The image reflected in the mirror was exactly the same as the projection they had seen in the sky above the Origin Realm: a gray-white sky, a gray-white ocean, and a black continent.

Three dragons stopped in front of the projection, looking at the image.

Jinlong stared for a long time before speaking.

"This is probably the entrance to our world that has invaded us. The Dragon God might be inside."

The red dragon flew closer and touched the projection surface with its claw. The claw passed through the projection without encountering any resistance.

The red dragon glanced back at the golden and jade dragons. "I'll go in and take a look first."

Jinlong nodded.

"We'll wait here. If we encounter any danger, we'll signal and go in immediately."

The red dragon nodded, turned around, and flew into the projection.

The projected surface rippled like water, and then the red dragon disappeared.

The golden dragon and the jade dragon stood outside the projection, watching the still-fluctuating projection.