Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

After receiving the information from the fluctuations of magic power, the three human faces slowly disintegrated in reluctance and turned into three crystals.

The next moment, the magic shield shattered and scattered into starlight.

Weilin stopped transmitting information and looked at the three crystals. From left to right, they were green, red, and blue.

With a thought, he brought the three crystals in front of him and used his mind to sense the situation inside.

"Green represents blindness, red represents deafness, and blue represents aphasia. Three types of rule knowledge are recorded here."

After saying this, Weilin presented the three crystals to Kyle.

Seeing this, Kyle understood his master's actions, and without hesitation, he put the three crystals in front of him into the space ring.

After this war is over, the Lord must first learn the knowledge of the laws of life, and then learn the knowledge of these three rules.

Laws are the underlying logic of how the world works.

A system of rules that includes laws, but also other strange forces.

Weilin did not disturb Kyle's thoughts. He jumped directly onto the tree stump and walked towards the stone tablet step by step.

Looking at the text above, every stroke reveals the power of the law. Looking at its operating rules, it is similar to the magical text used by the arcanist, but without a translation template, Weilin cannot understand the information recorded on it.

When Kyle stepped onto the stump, the stone tablet sank.

As the two watched, the starlight escaping from the magic shield gathered towards the location of the stone tablet, forming a human figure.

In less than a moment, a black-haired young man appeared on the stone tablet.

The constantly distorted light and shadows constantly told Weilin and Kyle the identity of this man—a powerful man who existed in the past.

The next moment, a spell enveloped the two of them, and a mysterious and complex text appeared out of thin air in their minds.

The black-haired young man watched the two of them quietly, waiting patiently for them to receive the magic text.

Half an hour later, Kyle woke up, bowed to the black-haired young man, then stepped aside and waited patiently for his master to wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, Weilin digested the magical text called La Libertad, opened his eyes again and looked at the young man from the past with respect in his eyes.

Messier New Gerona Iminghem Aberdovey, the legendary high-level wizard who died in the World Breaking War 50,000 years ago.

"Please take a seat, both of you." The black-haired young man smiled and used the power of the past to intervene in reality, causing two chairs to grow out of the tree stump, allowing the two to sit down.

Weilin and Kyle looked at each other, then sat on the wooden chairs and looked up at the black-haired young man standing on the stone tablet.

"You two are not from this plane, right?"

Hearing this, Weilin was a little at a loss and didn't know how to respond.

Kyle was secretly accumulating strength. Once the other party attacked, he would fight to the death to save his master.

"Hahaha, don't be nervous. Who you are, where you are from, and what you are going to do are not important to me."

"As you can see, I died fifty thousand years ago. What stands before you now is only a remnant of my soul, attached to the Carrot Stele. When the time characteristics of the stele dissipate, I will return to eternal silence."

The black-haired young man smiled and spoke gently, causing Weilin and Kyle to let down their guard on the surface.

"Sir Messier, as you can see, we come from other planes of existence and are invading this plane right now." Weilin answered while observing the other party's expression.

After Weilin finished speaking, the black-haired young man asked again: "Are there still spellcasters now?"

"Sir, at least in the places I've been to, I haven't found any spellcasters, and there aren't even any career paths that use magic directly. I even studied the local natives with my knights and found..."

It took Weilin half an hour to recount his and Kyle's previous speculations about the rules and bloodline factors of the giants.

"Time is also fate."

"They succeeded, but they also failed."

"The world is downgraded, and the laws are missing, but it has also avoided the fate of being torn apart and swallowed."

Hearing the black-haired young man's sentimentality, Weilin and Kyle both shut up and did not ask each other the reason.

Realizing that the time characteristic of the Carrot Stele was accelerating, the black-haired young man stopped recalling, looked at the two, and said, "Metagya Plane, this is the name of our world. Fifty thousand years ago, when the world was promoted to the seventh energy level, it attracted the attention of other worlds."

"During the thousand years of war, the gods and star masters of our world have passed away one after another."

"Under the instigation of the God of Seven Emotions, a large number of legendary masters betrayed the world and even wanted to get a piece of the pie from the "corpse" of the world consciousness after its death."

"Under the proposal of a certain genius, the world collapse plan was put on the table."

"Let the world be downgraded, change the underlying rules, and bet that the other party will not devour the broken world and pollute the laws of our own world."

"The moment I saw you, it knew we made the right bet."

The two listened to the black-haired young man's story and completely forgot the existence of time.

As time passed, the figure of the black-haired young man began to dim.

Knowing that his residual soul was about to dissipate, the black-haired young man ended his story, looked at the two, and said in a deep voice: "This demiplane is called Messier, named after me. I cultivated it after I stepped into the legend, just like my child."

"When this remnant of my soul dissipates, the heart of the demiplane will reappear."

"I don't know where you learned the key, but since you know it, it means that the world consciousness tacitly approves this action."

“I hope you treat it well.”

"This farewell is forever, but knowing that the plan was successful means I can die without regrets."

"You two, please."

The next moment, the residual soul of the black-haired young man exhausted its last bit of strength and completely dissipated.

With a "crack", cracks appeared on the stone tablet carrying the remnant soul, and gradually collapsed under the gaze of Weilin and Kyle.

At this time, the heart of the demiplane appeared in the stone tablet, slowly rising to the sky, floating there quietly, as if waiting for the two to receive it.

“Kyle, watch your show.”

Weilin stood up and said to Kyle, then walked out of the tree stump so as not to disturb Kyle from fusing the heart of the demiplane.

Kyle flew into the air and stood in front of the Heart of the Demiplane. He first checked it carefully and made sure there were no problems before starting to fuse the Heart of the Demiplane.

He was covered in colorful light, and suddenly a monkey on a colorful cloud appeared in Weilin, just...

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, Kyle still had not completely merged with the heart of the demiplane.

Seeing this, Weilin simply took out a recliner from his space ring, then lay down on it comfortably and waited with peace of mind.