The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

"Did a fish take the bait?"

Yuren looked at Yi Xia in the living room, pulled Wu Fan suddenly, and asked curiously.

Yi Xia didn't answer with the first swing of the sword, but checked the bait first, and then nodded slightly while looking somewhere in the void:
"Anchored to one, but got entangled in waterweed..."

As the big witch spoke, his eyes filled with endless fire seemed to penetrate endless time and space, and he saw an extremely distant foreign land in the multiverse.

And under Yi Xia's blazing gaze, he saw a world... shrouded in golden light.

To the naked eye of a whole world, it appears rather pocket-sized.

There are no derived spirit planes, no other subplanes, or anything like that.

What constitutes the theme of its world is a golden ball of light that exists in the multiverse dimension.

Under Yi Xia's gaze, the composition of this ball of light seemed a little unclear.

It's like chocolate wrapped in a thick layer of gold leaf. Under the bright and sacred appearance, some "sweet" and more perishable substances are surging...

A garden world emptied by evil gods?
In this regard, the great witch who has enough experience can see its essence at a glance.

The so-called garden world has different interpretations in different realms of the multiverse.

In some places, it refers to the rear shelters, material paradises and other worlds constructed under the protection of powerful forces.

In some dimensions, it is often more closely related to nature, life and other related elements.

In Yi Xia's view, the so-called garden world is the private land of some powerful individuals.

But right now, this private land of an unknown individual whose main elements should be respectful and lawful, seems to have been dug into a corner...

This made Yi Xia a little extra interested.

Yi Xia is naturally not the kind of vile existence who would feel happy when watching the existence of admiration fall.

But after receiving more or less help from some good gods of the adoring camp, the big witch's attitude towards this kind of group is relatively gentle.

Of course, due to the more indifferent emotions towards the creatures from other lands, it is inevitable that the Dawu was born a little narrow-minded.

Although it is said that the danger brought by the corruption of distorted power is not necessarily as simple as cold death...

But relatively speaking, at least there is still room for redemption...

Although, there may be a price to pay...

In the next moment, with the fluctuation of Yi Xia's thoughts, his physical form in Liucheng on Earth disappeared instantly.

And in this dimension called the Land of Eternal Dreams, a burning figure of Qingtian appears here...

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How could this guy appear here!

Prison of Dreams - Yenad Monry, I felt as if I was being targeted by the Nightmare King.

It tried its best to curl up in the dark corner of this world to avoid the scorching gaze from beyond the sky.

Yenard Monry, who has always been keen, knew that it was not the "harmless" brilliance of the golden crown...

It's just that Yenard Monry still can't figure it out.

Why is this guy here?
If it is in that chaotic and crazy world, or somewhere twisted and corrupted hell.

Seeing the brilliance of the other party, Yenard Monry may feel fear, but he will not despair - because it only needs to avoid the aftermath of the deadly battle...

But now, things might be a little different.

Perhaps, in this world, it is not the only one whose "ingredients are not so pure".

But if we only talk about strength, Yennard Munry feels that it is difficult for him to escape...

It has been in this world for a long time.

Those imperceptible blasphemy and depravity are the performances that Yenard Monry was once proud of.

And in this long process, those corrupt human natures are also reflected by it.

Light will refract and dance in different material intervals.

But the darkness will devour and assimilate without distinction...

Those dark emotions began to surge in Janard Monry's consciousness.

It realizes that there are more dangerous attempts by its kind...

Otherwise, if only according to its previous plan.

Until the final success, they will not attract this level of taboo attention!

What a fool!
A kind of evil fire stirred in Janard Munry's consciousness.

It's just now, not the time to think about it.

Yennard Monry tried to contact the evil god it was following.

However, in the next moment, the complete separation from the conceptual level caused the connection of Yenard Monry to be thrown into the chaotic void in an instant...

As expected, there are also means of preparation...

Afterwards, Yennard Monry tried to contact another dark being who had already been in contact with.

So, with the chaotic fluctuations of time and space, a bloody and brutal atmosphere can be traced back with the derivation of Janard Munry's dark consciousness.

"It seems that you have encountered some troubles..."

A voice full of cruelty and evil echoed in the consciousness of Janard Monry.

It humbly surrenders to this.

"As I said, weak desires cannot protect you, only power and strength can..."

"Wait... Behind you is..."

The other party seemed to have noticed something.

The contact, which was going on smoothly, came to an abrupt end without warning...

Didn't even give Yenard Monry any room to maneuver.

Yennard Monrey:  …

It knows that everything is irreparable.

So, it split its own soul, and threw the broken soul into the chaotic dream.

Of course, it will not be born the same again, but it can continue its regret and anger.

Stay away from those void idiots, unless you want to attract that burning figure...

In order to ensure that this remnant survived, Janard Monry did not dare to leave any more information.

At this time, the noise and noise came from its ears.

It didn't take much to listen to, and Yennard Monry could tell that those mortal beings were trying to drive back the burning figure.

Perhaps, there will be fools who believe that this is a noble being willing to conform to their old order.

But Yenad Monry is not such a fool...

So, everything came as expected:
The earth began to sway, like tumbling boiling water!
The blazing fire from above the sky began to cleanse the filthy world most violently!

misunderstanding?

Hate?

Revolt?

If that guy really cared, Yennard Munry didn't think he would be able to write down a name that had nothing to do with it.

And in the next moment, the figure of Janard Monry froze in place.

It slowly raised its head:

The mountains and buildings blocking its head have been roughly pulled aside, and a figure covering the sky is casting a burning star-like star from the sky...

Inexplicably, Yenard Monry felt like a crab mixed into a fishing net, with a subtle sense of being rejected...