Attributes are infinitely increasing, I dominate multiple

This fleet of transport ships, which numbered dozens and belonged to the Holy Temple Corps of the Glorious Nation, had a total of about 500,000 people, including the sailors and many soldiers on each ship.

At first glance, the number of people seemed large.

But in fact, even if these 500,000 people were multiplied by 700 to 800 times, it would reach hundreds of millions of people.

Then these hundreds of millions of people were devoured alive by wizards like Mycenae who took the blood sacrifice route, including their skin and bones, and their souls and spirits, which was only enough for him to climb from a mortal to the Morning Star level.

This was even the most ideal result after eliminating all the negative interference from fate.

Because this entire practice process did not count the key witchcrafts that must be mastered and integrated on the road to promotion, as well as the large amount of "supply" and experimental products needed to study and practice these witchcrafts.

But Mu Cang, relying only on the hatred of these 500,000 people and the majestic hatred imagery of their efforts to kill each other, easily climbed to the Morning Star level, and at the same time condensed a body that gathered and dispersed at will.

Why is it so? Why is the gap so big?

The reason is very simple, because people are generally different.

Many times, this difference is like that between people and gods.

For example, Mu Cang.

For him, a "theory of the outer" level existence whose life and spiritual essence far exceeds the imagination of mortals, and who possesses a large number of ancient Gendaya witchcraft and secret books, it is easy to make a point of "resources" play a thousand points of effect.

"I haven't experienced this kind of low-intensity power for a long time."

Mu Cang closed his eyes slightly, feeling the hatred power slowly flowing in this body, "Well, the body is a bit ordinary, and it needs to be rebuilt once."

Wow——

An extremely strong hatred suddenly erupted from him explosively.

Hiss, hiss, hiss~

The countless tons of atmosphere and ocean within a kilometer range above and below were stirred by this materialized hatred and made a series of fierce piercing sounds.

After only a few seconds, the hatred that surged out of Mu Cang's body became more and more, and even manifested a specific form.

Strands of red and black mist, with bursts of angry roars, violently erupted from all parts of his body.

Whoosh, whoosh~

The black and red mist gathered more and more, and condensed into clusters of deep whirlpools while washing and flowing.

These whirlpools that seemed to be full of majestic evil thoughts finally stacked up and covered the vast area around Mu Cang with a diameter of tens of thousands of meters.

If you look from afar in the distant sea, you will see that between the boundless sea and sky, a huge ball formed by billions of black and red whirlpools that seemed to be filled with endless malice suddenly appeared.

And at the center of this black and red entity hatred, Mu Cang, who had turned into a blood-red skeleton, suddenly appeared.

Hiss, hiss, hiss--

Surrounding, wisps of black and red mist slowly condensed into black threads with a cold color.

Once these threads appeared, they flew to the surface of the skeleton as if they had life, and attached tightly to it.

Then, threads of hatred that looked like muscle fibers continued to appear and overlapped and spliced ​​on the surface of the skeleton.

Soon, Mu Cang changed from a skeleton state to a skinless muscle state.

He raised his arm, which was built with strong muscles by materialized hatred, and clenched his fist with a little force.

Boom!

The atmosphere suddenly exploded, roaring and shooting out thousands of huge vacuum beams that flew in all directions, drawing parabolas and smashing into the sea.

Boom, boom, boom!

As a result, the vast sea surface that had been slowly calming down was once again blown up by layers of bumpy waves.

Mu Cang looked at all this and laughed:

"Sure enough, the optimized body of the Hateful Demon is much better than the previous body that only had a shape."

Then, there were bursts of crisp sounds of fierce metal collisions.

The exposed muscle bundles on his demon body were instantly tightly wrapped by thick and hideous armor.

Yes, no skin.

Mu Cang did not intend to walk in the fantasy domain as a "human".

In a flash, he turned into a demon lord about two meters and five meters tall, covered with thick black and red armor from head to toe, and covered with dense and hideous barbs.

But at this moment, a dozen white-robed wizards emitting a strong and glorious aura suddenly flew over from the turbulent sea.

"Are those coming from the harbor from the Glorious Country? Did they discover the shipwreck?"

Looking at the wizards approaching quickly with eyes emitting strong scarlet light, Mu Cang shook his head and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter whether it is or not, we are just in time."

After that, he slowly opened his mouth and roared at the group of wizards flying in the distance.

Boom!

!

Instantly, a black sound wave visible to the naked eye rushed straight to the wizards in the distance who could not dodge without spreading at all.

The sound wave crossed tens of thousands of meters in a flash, and suddenly enveloped all the white-robed wizards.

Instantly, the world in their eyes became hazy and chaotic.

Left became up, down became back, and front became right.

After a moment, these directions changed randomly again.

After another moment, the direction changed again.

Ten moments in one second, one moment and one change.

Accompanied by the strange changes in the sense of direction, every wizard's life record--\u003e\u003e

Unforgettable people who had appeared in their memories, no matter hatred or love, no matter blood relatives or old friends, all suddenly appeared in front of them, and used the most terrible witchcraft of these wizards to consume the magic power in these wizards' bodies, roaring and roaring. To these wizards.

And in the external real world.

Boom boom boom boom!

Along with the sound of explosions, these wizards who were stagnant in the sky had inexplicable waves of extremely strong magic power erupting from their bodies.

It's like they're beating themselves up.

Then, these wizards were wiped out in an instant.

"People with fragile hearts..."

Mu Cang looked at the dozen or so wizards whose flesh and blood melted and their souls disintegrated in an instant, leaving only a pile of tragic corpses falling into the sea below, and said indifferently, "They are not worthy of having power."

In fact, the attack just now named 'Voice of Sorrow' had neither specific techniques nor ritual incantations, and was purely a game created by Mu Cang.

It is his combined use of magic, information, and tachyons that are the essence of the realm of witchcraft and fantasy.

Because of the existence of tachyons, all power and information transmission in the fantasy realm is so fast, far exceeding the speed of the real universe.

One moment can cross hundreds of millions of miles.

And this speed can easily fluctuate with the interference and influence of the spiritual consciousness of life.

Therefore, as long as Mu Cang thinks, he can attack far away areas with just a snap of his fingers.

As long as he wants to, he can perceive information from far away.

Mu Cang stood with his hands behind his back in the boundless sky, shook his head and sighed:

"These creatures living in the fantasy realm don't know how to use this power at all."

he thought.

In a sense, the fantasy realm is a space-time realm that uses information to 'disguise' as the material world. The accuracy of this 'disguise' even reaches the level of elementary particles.

In other words, all beings whose perception ability does not reach the level of basic particles cannot detect the true nature of the fantasy realm.

A strong person who can achieve this kind of perception accuracy refers to a high-ranking sage in the real universe, and an ancient myth in the fantasy realm.

Only this kind of life form, which stands at the pinnacle of reality and illusion, is qualified to perceive and truly touch the basic composition and essential structure of the fantasy realm.

But Mu Cang (distracted) is an exception.

At present, Mu Cang (Distraction), who has only reached the 'strong' city-blasting level in terms of combat power or roughly speaking, life level, surprisingly possesses in advance what can only be touched by 'weak' river level powerhouses such as the upper sages and ancient myths. field.

This immediately gave him the combat power to surpass the Huiyue level and even confront the Yaori level with only the Morning Star level.

"The Kingdom of Glory."

Mu Cang looked at the long coastline thousands of miles away and smiled suddenly, "Since you are so close to me, let's say hello."

After saying that, tens of millions of pitch-black plant roots suddenly grew out of the vast tumbling sea below him.

These are all the products of Mu Cang's materialized hatred based on the basic information structure at the bottom of the fantasy realm.

In other words, he can now use ethereal emotions or images to construct 'real' matter layer by layer starting from the micro level.

That is, turning the imaginary into reality.

The hatred and images that permeate the world can provide Mu Cang with an endless supply of 'material'.

All atoms and molecules can be easily constructed as long as he wants to.

Kakaka!

Countless black rhizomes growing on the sea surface quickly gathered together and formed a mass, suddenly blooming into clusters of huge flower buds the size of a stadium.

Suddenly, nearly a hundred huge red and black eyeballs seemed to appear on the vast sea, which made people feel chilled all over.

"The Angry Poison King Cannon."

Mu Cang raised his hand slightly and controlled the hundreds of giant flower bones below to aim at the coast thousands of miles away. He smiled softly and said, "Fire."

All the flower bones slowly lifted up, opened suddenly, and quickly spit out huge black shiny spheres with a diameter of a hundred meters.

Boom boom boom boom!

One of the first black balls launched flew at a speed of tens of Mach, spanning a long distance of thousands of miles in just over 20 seconds, falling from the sky surrounded by layers of fire, and crashed into the busy and noisy port of the glorious country.

With the huge mass and extreme speed, the kinetic energy carried by the black ball at this time is simply terrifying to the point of being beyond comparison.

But because the attack was so fast, the people of the Holy Sword Sun on the harbor only had time to raise their blank faces and take one last look at the sky.

This glance is the end of this life.

boom!

!

In the cave where countless thousands of people were shaken, violent flashes of fire suddenly hit the ground like a black ball like a black sun.

At this moment, whether air, sea water, rocks, or other materials, all 'melted' into terrifying light and heat.

The entire harbor and even the larger land turned into a sea of ​​scorching light.

What's even more shocking is that the black ball that completed the first kill did not stop its journey, but continued to jump and roll forward, and then collapsed several areas before completely losing all kinetic energy, holding on to the extremely damaged body. The 'body' penetrates diagonally into the mountains two thousand miles away from the original seaport.

As the collision stopped, a certain mechanism of the black ball was suddenly triggered, and a large amount of hatred absorbed from the killing process suddenly surged in its core, breaking through the ball.

boom!

!

Instantly, the earth shook within a radius of hundreds of miles.

This--\u003e\u003e

The majestic mountain range that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, like a winding dragon, was broken by the explosion and became a broken dragon.

At the same time, nearly a hundred black giant balls that lagged behind also hit and covered hundreds of thousands of miles of the glorious country.

For a time, in this series of earth-shattering and terrifying explosions, hundreds of thousands of huge cities were destroyed, and billions of lives were left with no bones.

In a short period of time, the endless hatred was so strong that it almost covered nearly half of the glorious country.

In this doomsday-like scene, Mu Cang, who looked like a demon king, crossed thousands of miles of sea and slowly descended on this endless scorched earth full of wailing.

"How wonderful."

Mu Cang closed his eyes slightly, silently feeling the image of destruction lingering between heaven and earth, and the realm that was stagnant at the initial stage of Morning Star surged again.

At this moment, dozens of wizards emitting the majestic aura of the Morning Star flew from all directions of the sky, filled with violent and almost exploding anger and hatred, and each of them used various powerful witchcrafts to fiercely bombard Mu Cang.

"It's just a greeting, why are you so excited?"

This light-hearted sentence immediately aroused the fierce anger deep in their hearts when it reached the ears of dozens of Morning Star wizards.

Wow!

Waves of black flames ignited from the souls of these wizards, instantly burning through the souls and bodies and spreading all over the flesh and blood.

Without even a scream, these wizards burned and collapsed in mid-air, turning into countless charred pieces of meat and falling to the ground.

This is not the end.

The relatively intact internal organs, pieces of meat, and skeletons in the remains of these dozens of wizards softened, necrotized, and shattered at an extremely fast speed after the main body died.

In the end, all wizards turned into pools of black blood emitting scorching flames.

This is the basic ability of Mu Cang's practice of the Queen of Morichi - the burning heart of hatred.

Those who are too weak should remain 100% humble in front of him.

Do not hate, nor be angry.

Otherwise, this hatred and anger will use the magic power in the body as the 'fuel' to instantly ignite the soul and body.

This invisible magic fire will not affect physical matter, but it will be extremely overbearing and cause the body, bones, internal organs, and even the smallest cells to die irreversibly. In a short period of time, the body will burn, the skeleton will collapse, the organs will burn, and finally turn into a pool of dirty blood emitting flames and heat.

To resist this magic fire ignited from the depths of the soul, unless the life level is extremely high, or the control of one's own body and soul has reached a very micro level, so that it can be arbitrarily separated and thrown away without hurting one's own foundation, or the vitality is extremely strong, and a large amount of vitality is used to drown and consume this terrible flame.

But all other weak people will only die violently when facing this magic fire.

At this moment, Mu Cang, who had become increasingly powerful, could sense a very weak material wave that did not belong to the fantasy domain at all with his rising perception.

You should know that many substances in the fantasy domain are essentially still information, which is information "disguised" as real matter at the level of elementary particles.

Like the billions of people who died just now, they are all just information.

By analogy, it is like the intelligent NPC in a large open game.

It's just that these NPCs are all spiritual and are a kind of information-state life.

But this faint material wave obviously comes from real matter, from real elementary particles.

"So? Is there life in the real material world that has arrived in the world of Anzel?"

He slowly turned his head and looked thousands of miles away.

Going all the way in that direction is the destination of the transport fleet - the bloody ocean.

"Interesting, who could it be?"

Mu Cang immediately used dozens of divination, prediction, and prophecy witchcraft from the country of Gendaya to begin calculating the unknown number of unknown "outsiders" somewhere in the bloody ocean.

Instantly, waves of mysterious and deep witchcraft aura and magic fluctuations spread from the surface of his body.

During this period, several groups of Morning Star wizards came to kill him.

But all of them burned themselves tragically not far from Mu Cang, turning into a pile of black blood.

After a long time, the aura and fluctuations all dissipated.

Mu Cang also calculated various information about those "outsiders" in the bloody ocean.   .