my universe in a bottle.

time flies.

Abyss calendar 12 years.

After Wharton's death, the era has moved forward for a full five years.

The era of cold winter has finally passed, and the warm weather has caused the earth to erupt in an all-round way.

The entire land has ushered in a new era.

The various technologies left by Wharton have changed from military technology to civilian technology, and various applied disciplines have begun in full swing in the Wizarding Academy.

"Hurry up, set up this communication tower."

A gray-robed wizard shouted from below.

The magic station, the magic vehicle on the road, and the wizard tower provided wireless communication one by one, and the whole world began to complete the coverage of information transmission.

The wizard's crystal ball communication has gradually replaced the original letter bird communication, and it has completely begun to cover all places.

Boom boom boom!
"Who's knocking on the door? It's Little Tarr downstairs? Come to me to learn witchcraft again?"

In the streets and alleys, a silver-robed wizard knocked on the door with several gray-robed wizards, and showed his identification: "The third guard of the Black Shield City, registered population, please cooperate."

"Oh, I've heard about you." The woman in the room was quite cooperative.

Several wizards entered and saw a golden badge in the living room, which is a symbol of a gold-level profession, and immediately said respectfully: "Are you?"

"Oh, that badge belongs to my old man, the vice president of Chimic College."

"It turned out to be that one!"

Everyone was in awe, and the silver-robed wizard who took the lead said, "I used to be his student. I never imagined that this one lived in such a poor life."

Several wizards were amazed and looked around the living room.

"My old man's money has been used to research various projects." The woman was a little dissatisfied, "Isn't it registered?"

Magic badges to identify birth certificates began to appear.

These are all kinds of information left by Wharton back then. A sound social mechanism began to operate, and infrastructure began to cover the entire land.

Into the real wizarding world.

And their king, Prouss, stood at the pinnacle of the golden rank powerhouse, and his powerful thunder spells were still unfathomable.

As the most powerful person on the earth, the terrifying power of the thunder and goblin made people feel a coercion of the aura as deep as the sea, and they would be paralyzed by the electric arc in the air if they approached.

"I have a feeling that five years later, Prouss has completely reached the top."

"He alone may be able to challenge the gold professionals in the entire abyss. The power of thunder is the power of the ancient gods, and it doesn't care about the number of weak people."

"Hey, the Thunder Fairy is indeed the strongest race! The race left behind by the first mother, Elise, if it weren't for the low fertility of this race and the low survival rate of young children, we would have been nothing to do with us long ago."

"This is the innate gap in race value! How can a wild bug who has cultivated to the gold level and a thunder fairy who has cultivated to the gold level be the same?"

"At the same level, the food chain still determines everything."

Many people are feeling emotional.

The racial value is too large, which is the gap left by the creation of the gods.

Whether you are reincarnated as a pig, raised in a pigsty to be eaten, or reborn as a human being, to become the top of the food chain, is destined for the rest of your life.

However, the number of races of thunder goblins is indeed the smallest.

The lethality of the electric current is always too violent, and many children cannot control the electric current to run away and die suddenly.

The average survival rate for cubs is one in [-].

Of course.

The current runaway is also a qualification filter. Children who can survive this infancy are basically super geniuses at the level of one in one hundred thousand.

Today's Lei Ting goblin family, so hard to reproduce, has a population of less than a thousand.

"I'm now at the peak."

Prous' expression suddenly changed, "It's been five years since we governed this land, we can't keep silent like this, let's go to the land of elves!"

He went to the land of elves alone.

A terrible battle broke out in the human royal city.

"what is that??"

"Thunder, it's Thunder Goblin!"

Countless people saw the overwhelming thunder shining.

Another day.

They saw the same scene under the ancient elf tree, and the same scene appeared in the elf forest. The flames soared into the sky, and the fire burned the entire forest.

The elf world began to declare surrender.

The human archmage Anthony and the forest guardian Seledon, the two oldest beings were defeated.

Someone sighed: "Thunder Fairy is indeed the strongest clan of the era."

Someone said: "Hey, the hero of the battle of the abyss, the strongest bloodline of that era, the strongest mage of humans, and the strongest tree mage of elves, lost to the thunder mage!"

No one doubts the wisdom and strength of these two.

In terms of intelligence and combat talent, they are at the same level, there is not much difference.

But the racial value gap is too big.

Elise's Thunder Fairy is simply the ultimate product of the age of collective creation.

You are a family mage, a tree mage, you can know who is the real father with just one click
Besides, ordinary electricity is fine.

People say that pulling power grids, spraying wires, flying in the sky, striking in the air, welding with hand straps, all kinds of shameless.

To defeat this kind of cheating guy, Li Qing's fighting style can be used as a reference.

Mobility?

Just lock him in a small cage and shoot him with a gun. After all, the opponent is a high-attack and crispy mage.

Since then, the world has been unified, and the entire land has ushered in a new era.

"Business as usual."

Prouss did not embarrass the elf land, everything has been working for a long time, and it is meaningless to drive out the extermination, and it may also lead to ancient gods.

Abyss calendar 13 years.

"Recover the twelve holy swords and build the Abyss King City."

After the world was unified, Prouss commanded the world.

The huge holy swords scattered all over the place took countless powerful people to carry them together. Twelve swords were stuck in the abyss as load-bearing pillars, and a royal palace was established.

"The elves and the human race also entered here to govern the two worlds and become a new federation!"

At the moment when the royal city was established, Prous began to speak:
"All our power should be concentrated to break through the legend, not infighting!"

"Look!"

"Almost every once in a while, that mysterious Aurora is knocking on the crystal wall, shaking the whole world, and that terrifying crisis may come at any time."

"Even she has entered our world and may be plotting secretly."

"Atabia, Herodotus, Elise, Wharton. They each played their own roles in history, and explored the road right or wrong on the scale of civilization that we can explore and think about."

"Their wonderful and great imagination, full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge, made us who we are today."

"In today's star-studded era of wizards, we should pursue the truth, advance beyond the world, and pay tribute to all the explorers in history."

The prestige of the king of this era has completely reached its peak.

With the development of the times, people have not researched a way to break through to legend, but one by one wizard colleges conducted joint research, and a famous professor and scholar finally researched a truly mature second blood potion.

"With this potion, we can integrate into the second bloodline!"

"Weak people can make up for their lack of potential!"

"The race has begun to balance, and the defects will be made up for the day after tomorrow!"

Countless people seem to see the hope of defeating Prouss at the same level.

From their point of view, many people are not weak in aptitude. The reason why they can't beat Prouss is that he was born well. The blood of the Thunder Fairy is too terrifying.

And the world gradually discovered the law of a blood potion.

The stronger the extraordinary race's structure, the lower the success rate of integrating blood potions.

The weaker the structure of the extraordinary race, the higher the success rate of integrating the blood potion.

The thunder goblin family has the lowest probability of being integrated into the second bloodline.

With the maturity of the new second blood potion, their ambitions swelled up again.

"In the heyday of the era, there are already tens of thousands of gold-level powerhouses in the abyss and the elf world! No matter how strong he is, he is only a gold-level powerhouse."

Someone spread this rumor, and the voice became louder and louder.

This word gradually spread, and it was obvious that various people with ulterior motives were promoting it.

The upper limit of the strong is that high.

Now that with the development of the times, they have all reached the same level, and the innate gap in racial values ​​can barely make up for it, these younger generations are bound to ignite their ambitions.

"Prouss has made no achievements in his life. He just sits on top of the royal court. It has been six years since his reign, and he has not made any progress at all!"

"You know, Emperor Wharton has turned the world upside down within seven years of ruling the world. Times have changed and various technologies have developed tremendously. He has nothing in six years!"

Someone in the tavern was spreading the word.

Even the knights and skeleton mages after dinner, drinking and chatting in the tavern, the more they chat, the more they spread.

Driven by careerists, many people began to have thoughts about that emperor, and even the common people generally believed that he just had strong fighting power.

Since being the emperor is the same as not being the emperor, it is better to be another person, maybe the times can move forward faster.

at this time.The Templar family finally made a change: "We want to challenge Prous."

This is one of the strongest races in the entire abyss.

Their defense is extremely strong, and their fighting power is terrifying, but the only shortcoming is obvious, these snails move extremely slowly.

But it is slow, so that they miss the real strong.

After all, the reason why Tukashi was so strong back then was because of his huge size, and the sword he swung could directly cover the entire room, making him impossible to hide.

However, today's Templar Clan can't do this with such a small body. They run out of the attack range and can't catch up.

And when the second blood potion appeared, they knew their chance had come to change their race's destiny.

"A second bloodline is enough to change our predicament."

"No matter what blood potion is fused, it can only allow us to move, and we are the strongest!"

With repeated attempts, the number one Templar warrior, Swallow, finally successfully merged with the blood of the dragon.

His body has changed.

It is no longer a mollusk hiding in a coffin, but a tall dragon man carrying a crystal coffin and holding a crystal holy sword in his hand.

"Back then, the fateful battle between Guzu Tukaxi and Elise, I will extend it!"

Swallow's eyes were bright red, and his fighting spirit was high.

"As long as the mountain of the era of Prous is overthrown, this land will become the Templar Kingdom!"

Swallow was high-spirited and announced directly to the world that they wanted to challenge the current Emperor of the Abyss, the supreme ruler of the two realms.

Suddenly the world shook.

On the bottom of the sea, in the temple of the abyss, Prous's eyes were lowered, looking at the blue and transparent ocean, motionless.

"Legendary"

Prouss had stopped practicing half a year ago, but was just looking at his country every day.

Some people say that this abyssal lord has reached the limit and has not found a new way, so he can only enjoy the scenery every day.

Some people say that he is using the terrifying divine net to observe the cities in the entire abyss and monitor the entire land.

"Challenge?"

Prouss suddenly murmured to himself, "These voices of resistance are the times I released. There must be changes, challenges and turmoil in order to achieve the road to the future."

He is not a wise man, not good at research.

He knows his forte is fighting.

He is a genius in cultivation and a general of an empire.

And my own general is not a general like Herodotus who just talked, but a wise man who backhandedly studied various achievements across the ages.

"Fight, fight, fight, it's the only thing I can do to help the times."

Prouss stood up and looked into the distance:

"My combat power has brought coercion to the entire era. If I can defeat me, then the era will inevitably have stronger people."

From start to finish.

He's all chasing Wharton's exploits.

The competitive spirit in his heart made him hope to promote a stronger era.

He seems to have heard a voice: my mission in this era is to step into the legend.