The Primordial Wizard

Like a mirror, it makes Ace feel that his mental world is more complex and rich.

The battlefield cemetery transformed from the war domain is even more combined with the negative energy world, blending into the negative energy world, and disappearing from the west of the mental world.

Ace can clearly feel that he can manifest the reflection mental image to cover reality in a short time!

The harvest is already great, but Ace is still not satisfied, he tries to squeeze out the last bit of use value of the pocket world.

With such a great gain, Ace was also counterattacked by the world consciousness, trapped in the source, unable to get out.

The Chosen One must be found and plundered for his origin, in order to truly control the origin of the entire world and realize the replacement of the human heart with the heavenly heart.

And I use my heart to represent the human heart, in the final analysis, my heart replaces the heart of heaven. As a human being, ascend to the realm of the gods, destroy public affairs with selfishness, and steal the heavens!

Ace's eyes flicker, although he cannot leave the source, the entire pocket world is within Ace's observation range. In this pocket world, Ace is the real supreme god, and the eye of delusion is an important theocracy.

Layers of runes in Ace's eyes gradually emerged, and the Eye of Destruction (false) was activated, sympathetic with the entire pocket world, and a huge vertical eye emerged above the elemental storm canyon that tore the continent into two continents, monitoring everything in the world .

It has been more than fifty years since the reunion of heaven and earth, the Pocket World, the continent has been torn apart, and the connection between the East and the West has been severed.

In the East, because it was still under the rule of the holy city, the church's dominance was further strengthened, and a unified theocracy with the pope at its core gradually formed.

With the death of Natasha III, the new saint Pope Maru I was crowned as the leader of the church for all mankind and the first believer of the Lord in the world.

In the west, the church has no leader, the power of the nobility is gradually growing, coupled with the geniuses emerging in recent years, the church is gradually declining, the bishop in purple no longer has the original authority, and has become an important minister of the king, and the church is separated into a country One religion, although they all believe in the supreme god Ai, they do not belong to each other.

The appearance of the huge vertical eye did not cause any flickering. As a standard third-ring spell, the eye of delusion (false) has a standard level of mystery, which is the level of the true god in the pocket world. As long as Ace doesn't want to, mortals can't see it , unknown.

The vertical eyes patrolled the entire continent, observing the changes.

In the pocket world, Ace analyzes the changes in the world.

It seems that the entire continent has entered a golden age of geniuses, to be precise, it is a golden age of practicing geniuses. Although there is still no magic power on the surface of the world, a huge number of geniuses have emerged in the Dao of Blood, Energy, and Heartfire, almost like a blowout.

It seems that the world consciousness is not invested in one person, but scattered into thousands. These geniuses are falsely chosen ones!

In your opinion, this will make it impossible for me to do anything. Even if I kill him forcefully, the original breath will not be obtained by me, but will only be transferred to other pseudo-chosen children.

But, why should I kill them? I want to promote this prosperous age, and let them deduce the way of blood, heart and fire for me, and evolve the extraordinary way of mortals without magical talent!

Ace stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were layered with runes, and he said in an aria-like voice. He split one of his thoughts, threw it into the surface of the world, and threw it into a remote fishing village in the western continent.

Although I'm trapped in the 'source', it doesn't mean I can't participate in the battle for the Chosen One. The dice have already been rolled.

The great split between the East and the West has led to two different paths in the practice of blood energy and heart fire.

In the East, people who practice blood energy and heart fire seek from God, visualize the images of gods handed down by the church, purify their inner beliefs, eliminate impure emotions, and finally walk a road of faith in heart fire, and give birth to the equivalent of a the great existence of super life,

saint.

The so-called saints are to reach the inner kingdom of God from the surface of the world through the method of faith and heart fire practice, and realize the assimilation of their own kingdom of God through sympathetic resonance with the kingdom of God.

They are already the reserve members of the Kingdom of God, and they are the spokespersons of God in the world.

In the West, because of the complete shattering of church power, the belief in gods has become less pure. People believe that there are gods, but many powerful heartfire fighters think that gods are just stronger heartfire fighters.

They seek from their hearts, take themselves as the god of contemplation, and through confirming their inner desires, strengthen their own will, and finally achieve breakthroughs, there are also a group of beings who have reached the first level of life.

A village on the seaside of the West Continent, called Haigui Village, is famous for a large number of sea turtles climbing ashore every June.

An old bard was sitting at the west end of the village, looking at the coast not far away, looking at the choppy mainland in silence.

Grandpa Joyce, tell us the story of the Heartfire Warrior.

Five little dolls surrounded the bard Joyce, stuffing a few copper coins into his hand and pleading.

Joyce looked at these children who looked eager to learn about the outside world, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and murmured: Knowing more may not be a good thing.

He stuffed the copper coins into the hands of one of the children, handed him a cracked pottery wine jug and said, Go buy me a jug of wine, and I will tell you what is called the Heartfire Warrior and the whole thing. The fighter genre of the mainland.

Several other children hurriedly pushed the boy who was holding the copper coin and wine jug, Tailon, hurry up, hurry up!

The boy named Tai Long was about eight or nine years old, and his figure was a bit thin. He kicked his feet and ran vigorously. About ten minutes later, he came running out of breath holding a jug of cloudy beer.

Jo...Grandpa Joyce, here comes the wine. Huh...huh...

Joyce took the flagon from Tyrone's arms, watched the turbid ale swaying, turned around and covered the flagon with his clothes, the hand holding the flagon turned red suddenly, warming the wine instantly .

Joyce took a sip, smashed his tongue, looked around and said, Today I will tell you about the stages of a warrior. You all know that to become a warrior, you must extract blood from your body. , once the blood energy is formed, it can be called a blood energy warrior.

After that, one must ignite one's own desires, fall into the sea of ​​blood and energy, and become a heart fire, that is, a heart fire warrior. The so-called heart fire means that desire is the fire and blood is the firewood.

But few of you know what happened afterwards, right?

The five children shook their heads vigorously like rattles, and they didn't even know what a Heartfire Warrior was.

Tai Long took out a piece of old parchment and wrote down a few key words. His father used to be a clerk in another town. Later, he had an affair with the mayor's wife and was hunted down by the mayor. Thanks to the mayor According to his wife's arrangement, he fled to this remote fishing village.

It was here that Tyrone's father met his mother, a young, energetic fisherwoman, and his father soon forgot his troubles and settled here.

However, Tyrone's father was always stubborn and got involved with other young women, which annoyed Tyrone's mother. As for Tai Long's ability to write, it is also thanks to his father's education.