Spellcasting Heavens

There is no doubt that things like dignity and freedom are complex issues that can only be considered after meeting the most basic needs for survival.

Before that, food, water, and safety were the most urgent desires of every life, and they were willing to pay any price for them.

As for the spirit of Give me freedom or give me death, or I would rather die standing than live on my knees, it will never appear in the lowest class who can't even fill their stomachs.

Not to mention that animals also have dignity and desire freedom, as some ridiculous members of animal protection organizations believe.

On the contrary, as long as they can ensure sufficient food and a relatively comfortable living environment, most animals don't care whether they are kept in captivity as exhibits for tourists to visit. They would rather stay in the zoo and slowly lose their wildness than return to the wild. Participate in brutal competition and elimination.

As a furbolg that is still in a relatively primitive state and can even be said to be just a beast, it is naturally no exception.

After trying to get along with him for a period of time, it discovered that this strange master of its own, not only had no intention of killing itself, but instead allowed itself to swallow a little spiritual power as a supplement every time it defeated an opponent.

Although this amount of mental power is no different from leftovers, it can satisfy daily needs. As the number of devouring times increases, the strength is restored bit by bit.

Over time, it began to feel that this state seemed good, at least it was much safer than hunting alone.

Looking at this pet that was already half a person tall, Zhang Cheng suddenly stopped and asked, How far is it from the place you mentioned last time?

It should be there soon. The furbolg quickly replied.

But if I remember correctly, that's how you answered forty hours ago. Could it be that in your concept, the word almost there is different from what I understand? Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and questioned. .

Since the world is completely white and there is nothing to use as a reference, so he only made a prop from the beginning to calculate time and distance.

Although this does not mean much strictly speaking, it is still a very small amount of data that can be used as a reference.

Sorry, Master, before you taught me, I didn't have a clear concept of distance. In short, the places that can be reached before feeling hungry are relatively close. The furbolg raised his head and explained carefully.

So 'almost there' could be minutes,

Ten minutes, maybe several hours, dozens of hours, or even hundreds of hours? Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.

According to the rules of this world, all creatures will begin to feel hungry after their total spiritual energy is consumed to a certain extent, and they need to find prey to replenish themselves.

If it is not replenished within a certain period of time, the hunger will gradually disappear, and the upper limit of the total amount of energy will also drop by one level.

In other words, there are only two ways to survive in this world, one is to continuously plunder and become stronger, and the other is to slowly consume one's own spiritual power and eventually disappear forever.

Judging from the total energy level of the furbolg before, if it eats once, it may not feel hungry for more than half a month...

Walking around in this boundless and white world for more than half a month?

It is a pain and suffering for all beings from all material universes.

In fact, if Zhang Cheng hadn't discovered some interesting phenomena and encountered some incredible life forms every day these days, he would have died of boredom long ago.

Just when he was hesitating whether to change his itinerary and move to a place that was relatively easy to reach, a large number of thorns and vines suddenly grew in the white world around him.

Seeing this scene, the furbolg immediately seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, curling up into a ball and hiding in the corner, shivering.

It...it's coming!!

Who is that?

It was obviously the first time that Zhang Cheng saw his pet so timid. Even the emotions of escape and resistance completely disappeared, leaving only one reaction, which was fear, the deepest fear in his heart.

It... it is the overlord! It is an invincible existence! Nothing can compete with it. Hide! Hide! Otherwise you will die! The furbolg's voice kept trembling, and it was difficult to finish the words intermittently.

Overlord? Invincible?

Zhang Cheng's curiosity was undoubtedly aroused. He narrowed his eyes and looked around, trying to find the life that created all this.

Unfortunately, even if he tried his best to expand his spirit, he could not find even a single living thing around him.

What's even more frightening is that this thorn forest seems to have no boundaries, and its coverage is far beyond imagination.

After more than ten minutes, a huge thing appeared on the horizon.

It was like a hill. When it ran, the ground around it shook violently, as if there was an earthquake.

Is this the Overlord? Zhang Cheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

You must know that in the spiritual world, the most intuitive thing that can reflect the strength of a creature is its body shape.

Usually, the larger the creature is, the stronger its mental power is, and the smaller the creature is, the weaker it is.

The mental power of such a huge creature must have exceeded some limit, and it was simply not something he could contend with now.

I see...this is the Overlord!

Zhang Cheng licked his lips habitually and tried his best to hide himself behind the huge thorns and vines, while his mental power shrank rapidly.

In the spiritual world, he is now as inconspicuous as a stone on the roadside.

But the next second...

He was stunned by what he saw.

I saw that behemoth like a mountain, and a black spot that was so small that it was almost ignored, was directly smashed into pieces.

Even from a very long distance, one can still feel the abundant spiritual power floating around, like a tide constantly impacting everything.

This...is the real overlord...

The trembling voice of the furbolg echoed in his ears again, making Zhang Cheng begin to wonder whether the experience he had summarized through observation these days was wrong, or whether it was just a superficial phenomenon, rather than something more complex hidden beneath the surface. thing.

Overlord...what exactly is that?

He frowned and murmured to himself, as if he was asking the furbolg, but also as if he was asking himself.

But the furbolg thought this sentence was a question to itself, and quickly responded: The Overlord is the oldest and most powerful hunter, and the supreme ruler. Nothing can defy their will. In their eyes, except Apart from each other, everything else is food that is readily available.”