Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

The closer you get, the stronger the distorted force becomes, and even the space is compressed a little by the flow of chaos rules.

What originally seemed to be only a dozen meters away actually felt like hundreds of meters.

But apart from these, there is no other danger here. Taking Lingling, Bai Mo crossed the chaotic field and came to the ancient bronze tree.

Although the entire ancient bronze tree is not as huge as the Heavenly Crown Purple Tilia Divine Tree, it is like a world of trees.

But it is definitely not small.

You can see that the golden trunk is as tall and majestic as the base of a mountain, and the roots of the ancient trees protrude from the ground, and each root is as wide as a road.

The battle just now had no impact on this place at all.

Standing under the tree and looking up, there is a brilliant starry sky above your head, with large patches of spread out leaves flashing all over the sky. The beautiful and dreamy golden color is breathtaking.

The golden light adds a touch of sacredness and nobility to this ancient tree.

The sound of wind gradually arose, and the pale white air flow surged around Bai Mo, gathering into four pairs of wind wings behind him.

The pale white wind wings shook slightly, creating a circle of airflow that blew away Bai Mo and Lingling's already untidy hair.

Then, behind him, an illusory pair of wings of wind formed.

With a flick of his fingers, the illusory wind wings attached to Lingling and turned into her wings.

"Let's go up."

"it is good!"

Lingling nodded, controlled the wind wings behind her and took off with Bai Mo.

This fourth-level high-level wind magic was not the first time Lingling had experienced it, so she was very familiar with flying it.

Bai Mo flew in front and used his own chaotic power to dispel the chaotic and distorted force around him.

His destination was simple, the place where the nine golden crows had roosted before.

The ancient bronze tree is not small, and searching it is not an easy task.

The chaotic distortion force field here could easily disrupt his detection sound waves.

The place where the nine golden crows had previously roosted is one of the clues.

The entire trunk was bare, with almost no place for them to live. All nine golden crows were living among the branches in the tree canopy.

Therefore, they need to fly above the tree canopy and start looking.

But when Bai Mo flew to the middle of the tree trunk, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lingling stopped beside her and asked puzzledly.

Bai Mo didn't say anything, his eyes fixed on the trunk of the ancient bronze tree. It looked like tree patterns, but it was something that was not.

Lingling followed his gaze and saw a large rune on the tree trunk.

You can call it a rune, or say it is the twisted pattern of trees, or it is formed quietly and naturally, but at first glance, it is a wonderful and unique rune.

Humans were the first to worship totems and also left behind some totem-like runes.

This ancient bronze tree is obviously the result of human civilization, and this rune cannot be naturally generated.

So what does it represent?

There was also a hint of interest in Lingling's eyes.

Without urging Bai Mo to continue going up, she also looked at the patterns carefully.

The entire pattern can be said to cover the entire trunk of the ancient bronze tree. But it is made up of large and small patterns of the same pattern, just like countless small letters A to form a big A.

This rune is certainly not rune a. It is much more complex and beautiful, and carries the mystery of magic.

At first glance, Lingling felt it looked very familiar.

At the second glance, Lingling already remembered that this rune was very similar to the pattern on the Heaven and Earth Worship Tablet that she had seen on the golden altar before.

If it is more specific, Lingling feels that this pattern is more complete.

"Bai Mo, do you know this rune?"

Lingling didn't recognize him, but she felt that Bai Mo knew him.

Bai Mo nodded, spread out his palms, and the moon-white starlight poured out from his palms.

You can see seven white, twinkling stars floating in his palm.

"look."

Lingling was a little confused, but she knew what Bai Mo asked her to look at.

He then looked at the seven small stars on Lin An's palm.

The stars were translucent, and the tiny ones did not form star trails, but floated quietly on his palm.

From time to time, the moonlight flashes by, and every time this happens, the moonlight will highlight some of the patterns on the stars.

Lingling's pupils suddenly shrank.

Texture!!

She looked at him in disbelief for a few seconds, and finally said in a somewhat inexplicable tone:

"Your star."

"That's right, the pattern on my star is exactly the same as the shape of this rune." Bai Mo nodded calmly.

"That shouldn't be the case. This civilization is at least four or five thousand years old. There were no stars at that time."

Lingling frowned, she still knew some simple time identification methods, but then her brows relaxed again.

"Well, not everything requires stars, but why, what is this pattern?"

"The stars of mages have their own patterns, just like human fingerprints." Bai Mo put away the moonlight in his hand and said slowly:

"For some people with magical talents, the patterns of stars or galaxies will be abnormal. My summoning talent, the Origin Contract, has this kind of pattern."

After hearing this, even though Lingling had some guesses in her heart, she remained silent for a long time.

Similarly, Bai Mo was also shocked.

This city, this civilization uses the magic pattern of the Guiyuan Contract as a totem, or a mark of civilization. This is enough to explain a lot.

At least the first point is that the talent or ability of Guiyuan Contract is very common or widespread at this time.

And if this is correct, then this civilization, this city likes to test summoners and summoned beasts so much.

It makes sense with so many summoners and summoned beasts.

At the same time, Bai Mo also understood why he felt that the bronze man's fighting style in the Colosseum was so familiar, and why those crystal lights that made him feel close appeared.

If you think about it carefully, isn’t it the same for you?

Whatever magic the summoned beast possesses, you will also use the same magic.

The levels you go through along the way are more like a means for a civilization to pass on its heritage.

The Colosseum is to screen outstanding summoners and then check whether they are qualified.

The turntable at the inner city gate is a test of the tacit understanding between the summoner and the summoned beast.

The first altar with a drawn formation not only tests the summoner's skills, but also his proficiency in the contract formation.

The second golden altar uses powerful enemies to test the level of trust and bond between each other.

The last step is strength.

If you think about it this way, everything makes sense.

But why was this civilization dominated by summoning? Why were there so many summoning mages at that time?

Or does it mean that the magic circle can be set up and contracted without a summoning magician?

Doubts popped up in Bai Mo's mind and he couldn't stop them.

At first, Lingling said that this was a relic of a civilization that focused on summoners, and he only thought that he could gain some benefits that would improve his summoning system.

But I didn't expect that this summoner was so serious.

"Let's continue searching, maybe there's something we want to know."

Lingling also brainstormed for a while and finally said.

If this is a secret realm of inheritance, then he would always leave something he wants to say.

This is Lingling's idea, and also Bai Mo's idea.

So the two of them went back up again, but this time they no longer flew past, but instead flew slowly upwards along the tree trunk in a circle.

Bai Mo's pair of eyes seemed to have grown directly onto the ancient bronze tree.

Originally, he thought that his Return to Origin Contract was very powerful, and he only thought that it was the result of the divine light from the dimensional plane.

But now it seems that there is a big pit behind this.

For example, why is such a good talent, such an abundant talent, not common in modern times?

This is one of the reasons. For example, why are there so many summoning mages, or dimensional mages, at this time?

Because Bai Mo thought that this secret realm not only has the ability of summoning, but also involves the power of space and chaos.

If something has nothing to do with him, Bai Mo will just be generally curious and let it go if he can't understand it.

But if something is very mysterious and related to himself, he will be very curious.

But he didn't see anything that interested him on the main trunk that followed.

A word, a painting, or a slightly abstract line pattern that can inspire imagination.

The branches in the tree canopy were very thick, and when Bai Mo and Ling Ling landed on them, it was no different from walking on the street.

When Bai Mo arrived at the place where the first golden crow existed before, he saw nothing.

But he was not in a hurry and continued to move towards the original location of the next golden crow.

Just as he was about to move, Lingling grabbed his hand. When Bai Mo looked over, he saw Lingling staring at the copper leaves on the branches that were swaying slightly with golden light.

"Lingling, what did you find?"

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at the leaves with some curiosity.

Golden light flowed on the smooth copper sheet, and some of it even reflected his puzzled look.

Aren't those just decorations?

Or is it that Lingling's girlish heart is overflowing?

"There are words on it, Bai Mo." Lingling said with some surprise.

Hearing this, Bai Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the copper leaves carefully. Sure enough, the next moment when the golden light on the leaves disappeared, he saw a character.

The characters were so faint that even a ray of light flowing across them could fill them up.

With a slight smile on his face, chaotic colors flowed in Bai Mo's eyes, directly shifting the surrounding light and making it somewhat dim.

So, wherever the eyes swept across, every piece of paper of different sizes had more or less characters on it.

"There are words on all the leaves! This..."

A look of surprise just appeared on Bai Mo's face, but his eyes swept across the treetops covering a radius of several hundred meters. There were so many leaves that they almost blocked out the sky.

There are so many leaves and so many words. It is easy to collect them, but how to arrange them?

Although Bai Mo could not recognize these characters, he had heard Lingling say that the arrangement and combination of these characters had the same origin as Chinese.

You should know that there are too many permutations and combinations in Chinese.

Even learning a hundred or so Chinese characters is enough for some people to use throughout their lives.

Lingling obviously noticed this as well. With an extremely insightful gleam in her eyes, she slowly flew up, moving a certain distance away from the ancient bronze tree.

After observing for a while, he seemed to have discovered something and immediately said to Bai Mo:

"Bai Mo, the heights of these branches are not the same. Although there are many leaves and they are very dense, there are only nine branches, extending in nine directions. From low to high, no branch is at the same level. This should be the order of these sentences."