Chapter 119: Sky Witch Night

　　 "With this money, it is almost enough in a short time."
　　 It is true that he is short of money, but there is no need to earn more. Although the price of the monthly card is increased tenfold, there will be someone who buys 3,000, 30,000, 300,000, but he has no choice.
　　 He needs money, just to maintain daily expenses, as well as to maintain and expand the big sand table, to buy various equipment, as for more money, for his leisure farmer, there is no great use.
　　As for the "cultivating meditation room sand table" that has just been opened, as a community of practicing wizards, Xu Zhi intends to keep a long stream of water, so she puts it aside completely, and free-range.
　　Let these people practice for their "artificial god", and more than 17,000 Rubik's cubes slowly cultivate and grow.
　　When these five hundred are trained to become "level 4 wizards", they will be able to give birth to their own wisdom. If they spontaneously cultivate, they won't need them anymore, and then they will replace the next batch of 500 small cubes.
"This training sandbox is just an upgrade to the "artificial god", it is my biggest hole card, used to protect my safety in reality, and one of the strongest thugs in the future... My main first goal is still The big sand table, the second goal, is the subsidiary evolution sand table, waiting for them to evolve one potential species and put it into the extraordinary world."
　　 Xu Zhi's thinking is still relatively clear. Using these players is just a means, and nothing is lost after use. The main goal is to develop an extraordinary civilized world.
　　 "After another half a day, let's see how the wizarding world is going." Xu Zhi took a sip of tea and began to consult the wisdom of the brain.
　　 The Kingdom of Babylon in 937.
　　Mudusa researched the blood of immortality, which had already been on the verge of aging and death. He had some insight and once again broke through the limits of the human body.
　　 At this time, she is more than seven hundred and eighty years old, and has already exceeded the limit of the conventional six hundred years of epic.
　　People are rumored everywhere: Emperor Medusa is already fast, and will be the next alchemy emperor, completely breaking the limits, living the second life, from the epic realm, into the realm of demigods.
　　 "Once you enter the demigod realm and ignite the fire, you are an eighth-level mythical wizard!"
　　 "A living will be born on the earth like never before, this does not belong to the land of the gods in the sky! She is a mortal, acquired god!"
　　The three kingdoms clearly know that Elmin is still too low to accumulate, and can only rely on the ancient Medusa emperor to take that step.
　　 is just a fate. The Alchemist did not have the opportunity to become a god. Instead, the Emperor Medusa had a great opportunity. If he lived for a long time, he was the real winner.
Now, Emperor Medusa became a and ruled the world, but it brought them oppression and returned to the dark age. Even, in pursuit of a strong character, Medusa may directly go to heaven, join the land of the gods, and leave the ground. kingdom.
　　 And the Evil God revived and awakened in the old days, it brought about the destruction of the world.
　　 There is still a measure between the two, and Medusa has become the hope of all wizards.
　　....
　　Long Ji walked on the street wearing headphones, and there was an endless stream of people around. Fruit stalls, stalls selling giant animal bones, and simple alchemy materials were sold everywhere, and women wearing witch robes walked by.
　　 In the sky, there are occasional alchemy airships.
　　 This era has completely pushed alchemy to its peak.
Men may still have a lot of risks, and as long as women want to become wizards, as long as the materials are sufficient, all kinds of alchemy potions that enhance probability and the blood of evil eyes can still become first-level wizards. Therefore, there are often no It is no wonder that the wizard is a few levels.
　　 But at this time, the world is in turmoil.
　　 The whole street, even many towns, are filled with anxious atmosphere.
　　Despite wearing headphones, sounds were still heard in Long Ji's ears, on the streets in twos and threes, discussing strange things.
　　People are missing, demonized creatures, talking books, dead and rotten corpses, creepy red and strange meat, the common sense of life is broken, all kinds of strange pictures are strange, and the wizards gradually doubt the truth.
　　 "It's a big wind."
　　Long Ji walked in one step, and the wizards around him pressed on their cloaks and hurriedly panicked, as if they were shrouded in black and entered the end of the zombies of the extraordinary world.
　　 The air in this world, like being pulled by someone, is so tight that people can't breathe. It seems that there will be a terrorist outbreak like a mountain torrent and a tsunami. At that time, it must be the moment to tear the whole earth.
　　 Even, it will be the entire history of the wizard, with these evil gods, usher in an unprecedented watershed of terror: the new life of the era of the gods, or the world usher in destruction?
　　 "It's getting dark! Go home!"
　　Five years of sun and moon alternating in the sky finally began.
In the traditional folklore of the wizarding world, the first night of the 50th year alternates and is called the night of the night of the witch "Asaz", ​​symbolizing the night of uncleanness, darkness, fear, and misfortune, requiring prayer and hiding at home .
　　 The alternation of the sun and the moon is not instantaneous, it is a relatively long period of time, and this replacement of the sun and the moon will be completely completed a few months after the night of the night of "Asaz" Sky Witch.
　　 As soon as the sky was dim, the crowd on the street quickly dissipated, and many people began to close the booth.
On the street, there was a moment of silence and silence. Some playful children still wanted to play, but they were scolded by their mother. They looked home in a hurry and walked up the blue-black stone slab bridge into the European-style ancient buildings in the dark. .
　　 "I have been here for so long and finally saw the wonders once every 50 years~EbookFREE.me~ is going to change."
　　 Sitting on the edge of the stone bridge, Longji watched the sky change slowly, frowned, looked at a bar next to the "Flame of Forest", and strode in.
The bar was also messy, with dimly lit lights. Many wizards in robes were holding wands, heroic clinking glasses, drinking ale gulp, voicing their worries and complaining. No one listened to standing in the distance. Troubadour storyteller.
　　 whispering.
Under the grey swaying light, on the mahogany table in front of him, there was a rickety old woman in a black cloak and pestle with a cane, dressed like a necromancer in Western mythology who worships the evil god, thin and exudes death. .
　　The old man slowly paddled the round turntable on the table without raising his head. "Medusa, we are going to break through. A living god, we will all be cleaned without exception."
　　Longji sat down and looked at her silently: "This time, will you stop chasing me?"
　　Under the skin of the old witch Rickets, is Yamada, the so-called Shab Nicolas, the "black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of children", a terrifying existence that can give birth to dark heirs.
　　 He dressed as a witch, can reduce the attention of other people. After all, their body is muscle, but the Dragon Ji is somewhat compliant, so as a conspicuous wizard, he is often chased and killed.
　　 "If it were not for you, our reputation as an evil would not be foul." Long Ji said.
　　 Yamada took the evil path, madly slaughtered the lives of innocent people, and built a necropolis.
　　Evil evil, horror, killing countless, all came from him here, the other few people, basically did not kill innocent indiscriminately, just hunting other players, collecting parts.
　　 But it is undeniable that this road is indeed so powerful that it is outrageous.