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Juliet took a closer look, and sure enough, His Highness the Prince was in a strange state. In such a fierce battle, facing a stronger opponent than himself, he was a little distracted. It seemed that he was completely unaware of this battle and what was in front of him.

The opponent takes it seriously.

However, if you observe carefully in this wandering expression, you will see extreme concentration, as if his mind has fallen into some kind of inextricable thinking situation.

"Lord Lanster...what are you thinking about?" Juliet not only murmured, but after all, it was a single-core, single-threaded machine, and her brain was a bit slow.

Moshidkar and the others were somewhat used to Juliet switching the titles of His Royal Highness and Lanster. They only thought that Lanster was the name of a certain druid. After all, there is also a bear tower in the Ursine tribe.

A name? That's very scientific.

"Your Excellency Wu Fan... probably wants to imitate the Crystal Dragon and break through to the realm of world power."

Moshidkar hesitated again and again. Although he could not believe this kind of thing at all, there was no other answer. There was nothing else worthy of the alliance elder to think so intently.

"This...impossible!" Juliet, who had always been a few beats slow, responded surprisingly immediately, probably without going through her brain at all, but out of instinctive disbelief.

"I can't believe this either. I don't mean to be disrespectful to Mr. Wu Fan when I say this. I just feel like a mammoth. Seeing the giant dragon flying freely in the sky, I want to grow a pair of my own."

Wings, it's so ridiculous, the Crystal Dragon can do this entirely because of its race and unique abilities, but Sir Wu Fan is thinking about breaking the laws of nature and the laws of species."

"Perhaps, Your Highness can find another way?" Although she quickly rejected it, Juliet's natural lack of tension allowed her to find a reason to explain.

"That's all I can think of. Forgive me for my limited knowledge. I can't imagine any other way to achieve this."

When Moshidkar said this, he smiled bitterly. Could it be that the world is changing too fast? In the thousands of years of seclusion, the outside world has changed so much?

On the other side, Yulemei, who didn’t realize at all that she had become a crystal dragon... You are as tall as a volleyball. She was slapped here and there, and she couldn’t even feel the pain. As expected of me, in the classroom of the original world

He has developed the ability to travel around the world, and even if he is hit by the teacher's chalk head, he can still maintain his silly smile and continue his two-dimensional fantasy without losing a single bit.

Although it seems that there is nothing to be proud of, and it seems that a dark history has been accidentally exposed.

How can the Hell Fighting Bear, or cosplay bear, be like the Crystal Dragon and exert the power of the world by reinforcing the world?

The destructive characteristics of the cosplay bear obviously do not have this at all, so it cannot be imitated. It can only be used as a reference for possibilities, and other methods can be used to create a path of one's own.

In fact, before I started fighting the crystal dragon, I had some ideas, otherwise I would not have listed the possibility of the big pineapple's destructive power as mysterious and uncertain, but directly rejected it.

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But now, as I truly feel the characteristics and methods of Crystal Dragon, the little bit of inspiration I had originally was almost strangled in the cradle.

The Crystal Dragon can do this. To put it bluntly, it is a racial innate ability, just like Ah San's own vehicle loading capacity doubled. It is something that is born with it and can be mastered naturally after reaching a certain level.

A long time ago, the first world was very stable and could fully accommodate the power of the world and even the power of swallowing the world to fight. Therefore, this characteristic was useless, let alone other races, including the dragon clan, and even all generations.

The Crystal Dragon himself may not have even cared about it.

It was only in modern times, especially after the invasion of hell, that the first world weakened rapidly and gradually became unable to accommodate the battles of the strong. At this time, a new crystal dragon suddenly discovered that he was going against the will of heaven!

Now I want to use other methods to imitate this unique racial talent. The difficulty can no longer be described in numbers. If I can't do it, it is a normal thing. If I do it, I will probably use up a lifetime of luck and surpass it in one breath.

It will be no problem for Fini to win the tragedy emperor crown.

No, wait, this is not the time to think about these miscellaneous things. Since there is no other inspiration, no matter how unreliable it is, let’s take out the previous inspiration and give it a try.

The method of inspiration is, didn't Akara say that maybe my power of destruction is purer than a big pineapple? Then, can I use my power of destruction to destroy those uncertain things that can cause the collapse of space?

Devouring one's own energy and destroying it directly, wouldn't it be safe?

Going back to the previous metaphor, the crystal dragon used vines to reinforce the wall to prevent it from falling. My mind was wide open and my mind was completely free from the constraints of the wall. I thought that I would directly give the gravity that caused me to fall.

Wouldn't it be better if it was destroyed?

Although the two are difficult, it is like the cold north wind blowing outside and a hole in the glass. Xiao Ming sealed the hole with tape and paper shell. Seeing that the wind could not enter and the room became warm, he smiled with satisfaction.

But I don’t. As a person, I always seek the root of the problem and explore the essence. How could I use Xiao Ming’s such superficial and ignorant approach? What on earth did the glass do wrong? It just wants to open a mouth and breathe.

It's just a breath of fresh air, why should we be so cruel to it? Isn't the north wind the murderer that makes the room cold? Just change the north wind into the south wind.

Damn it, you’re even asking me how to change it? I can’t think of such a simple thing. Wouldn’t it be better to reverse the north and south poles of the earth? In the final analysis, the essence of the problem is that the north wind blows because the earth is lying in the wrong posture.

I'm really a genius with ghost thinking.

Okay. I seem to be off topic again. I also know that the devouring turbulence caused by the collapse of space can easily destroy even the four-winged angel skeleton, let alone a little druid like me. But, if you think about it, that is also because

It was unaware that a sudden burst of too much power would suddenly lead to a powerful space-devouring force.

And I, I can give it a try. Little by little, like a mouse gnawing cheese, it will first cause a little collapse, and quickly destroy the swallowing turbulence. Then it will gradually increase in size. It will boil the prince in warm water... Prince, you

The size is like that of a frog!

It’s just that we don’t know whether space is the frog or I am the frog.

What do you think? This method is very simple and easy to understand. It is simple and completely consistent with my mortal level IQ. It reminds me of a certain person who just learned addition and subtraction in mathematics in elementary school. He thought that was what mathematics was.

, but before going to college, I was taught how to be a human being by geometric algebra in high school. Those enchanting auxiliary lines are more complicated, varied and cool than the killer hair style of a middle school teenager, making people look messy in the wind. Of course

This person is definitely not me. Who am I? Mathematics! Learning! Emperor!

To be honest, the risk is still quite high. When it comes time to try it, even if I am like a pig, I can't help but hesitate and feel intimidated.

I am trying to tease the entire First World. Is it really appropriate? Lord Crystal Dragon, how about you give me some time, and I’ll talk to you about the First World first?

I was very timid and hesitated for several minutes. In the end, the pig's idea of ​​​​making rapid progress still gained the upper hand. I found wealth in a dangerous situation. I lost a scar on my head that was no bigger than the mouth of a bowl. Eighteen years later, I was a good acer again.

Take a deep breath and activate the power of the world...take your time, take your time~~~

Using a cautious tone like coaxing a baby, he kept reminding himself in his mind that the form of the Hell Fighting Bear began to blur and gradually changed.

At the same time, the surrounding space also changed. Just like a stone dropped into the water, the originally calm water surface began to ripple in circles, and the scenery reflected in the water began to distort or even break.

Space is this pool of water, and the scenery reflected in it is reality. If the stone particles were larger and splashed a lot of water, then the reflected scenery, the reality at this moment, would be completely fragmented by the laws of nature, and the water surface would still be

Calmness can be restored, but after the reflection is broken, it disappears forever and ceases to exist.

To put it bluntly, space is just like that. It just converts from a two-dimensional perspective to a three-dimensional perspective and becomes more complicated, but the essence of the principle remains the same.

Now, I have to use my own destructive power to act as a tool to eliminate the splashes and smooth out the ripples. I don’t know how many things are involved in this. It’s just out of trust in my own destructive power, and maybe,

So a little bit, the first world is the naive idea of ​​a god teammate.

When the first circle of ripples inevitably rippled, Crystal Dragon, who was about to attack and was happily playing with his new volleyball toy, suddenly seemed to be electrocuted. He quickly backed away with a ghostly expression on his face, running as fast as he could.

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"Human, wait, what are you doing? Stop it quickly." It didn't stop until it reached a safe distance. The look of horror on its face still remained, and it quickly opened its mouth to stop it.

"Even if you can't think of committing suicide, don't use this method of leaving your body dead. Lord Crystal admits that Lord Crystal just went a little too far. He slapped you around like a ball. The worst is, Lord Crystal promises to be gentler next time.

Don't do anything stupid."

It can be seen from this that this crystal dragon is essentially a kind-hearted dragon, but a bit naughty and lonely.

What is this stupid dragon talking about? I have a constipated look on my face now... No, it’s an expression of hard work, as if it’s committing suicide? Could this guy be trying to disturb me and make me fail?

That's right?

As a result, a certain druid gradually misunderstood the crystal dragon, and made up his mind to teach it to be a human being...and a dragon when his magical skills are fully accomplished.

The space is really not that easy to tease. I just mobilized a little bit of the power of the world, and the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently, like a pot of boiling hot water. This is not a frog boiled in warm water. It is clearly a living frog.

Hot pot.

There was no chance for me to slow down at all. The gravity seemed to have increased tens of millions of times with me as the center in an instant. This compression force was so terrifying that it made me feel that it seemed to want to pull the huge Hell Fighting Bear alive.

Press into a ball of meat the size of a grain of rice.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Hell Fighting Bear's proud defense, the tough bearskin that could not be scratched by the divine sword, immediately began to crack. The huge pressure pressed the blood flowing in the body almost into a solid state.

When the bear's skin burst, the oppressed blood immediately found a vent and gushed out like a fountain.

With a continuous popping sound, the Hell Fighting Bear sprayed out a large amount of blood mist all over its body, and was instantly dyed into a bloody bear.

Is this the space turbulence that swallowed up the four-winged angel's skeleton? It's so scary. I just revealed a little clue of the realm of world power. It's already so terrifying. It's hard to imagine what the four-winged angel's skeleton suffered at that moment.

What a terrible force to tear it apart.

Perhaps, only by reaching what Evelina said, the realm of space beyond the four wings, can there be a way to solve this problem. Now, facing the space collapse and turbulent swallowing of the first world, I feel like

An ant waved its tentacles to challenge the dragon. It simply overestimated its capabilities and had no possibility of success.

Before you run away, please stop the act of sending yourself to death. It's still too late, and I haven't fully entered the realm of world power yet. The first world brother can still spare my life for the time being.

Just when I wanted to conquer reality and sing a song to be conquered, suddenly, something strange happened.

That terrifying indescribable power of collapse, compression, tearing, crushing, devouring, etc., suddenly receded like a tide. It didn't completely disappear, but it weakened to the point where it could not kill me.

This was simply a dramatic change. It was like a large group of gangsters armed with Sandhawk AKs and RPGs were rushing towards me. Just when they were about to pull the trigger and shoot me into pieces, I received a mysterious phone call. When I heard it, I realized it was

There was a misunderstanding and they were all our own, so they put away their weapons, with warm smiles on their scarred faces, and they instantly became brothers, taking me arm in arm to go to the general health care together.

Okay, this description may be a little inappropriate. To use another analogy, it is like a corrupt official before and after collecting money. He originally had a business-like face, but after I came to me and couldn't explain all the reasons, he immediately became

He opened the door wide and said to me, smelling of alcohol, "Just go ahead and do it. I mean it, just show it to outsiders and I will never make things difficult for you."

Now, the first world brother is playing such a disgraceful role no matter how you describe it. Although I should be grateful to him, his face changes too quickly and I cannot be grateful at all. I am afraid that this is another misunderstanding. I will wait for it.

When he came to his senses, he turned against me and chewed me up without saying a word.
To be continued...