Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 127 Magatama that fixes the lines of gravity

His silver hair was flying, his sword was dancing under the night sky, and he looked extremely focused on every move and every move.

After completing the life inscriptions on all the bones of the body, Yin Fei's strength has increased again.

Mainly due to physical changes.

The bloodline is traceable, close to the original form, even further than the pure blood moon elf.

The fighting spirit has also been slightly enhanced, from covering three-quarters to four-fifths of the body.

Although the progress was so fast that others could hardly believe it, Yinfei still felt dissatisfied.

It was as if there was some kind of obsession that urged her to constantly overcome the rising laziness in her body.

She has a very strong competitiveness and self-esteem, which was how Mi Jiaan originally defined Yinfei. In fact, he didn't expect the other party to get a good ranking in the ranking competition. He was mainly worried that she would have nothing to do and think all day long.

Setting a broad goal of becoming stronger, coupled with appropriate entertainment projects, and normal external communication can basically ensure physical and mental health.

It's just that Mi Jia'an never thought about the pressure he would put on Yin Fei due to the expectations he showed...

The bathtub is filled with light mist, and the comfortable water temperature relaxes your tired body and mind.

The silver-haired girl sheathed her sword and ran towards the door happily.

Then, he intensified his efforts to torment people and do bad things.

Mi Jiaan greedily plundered everything, leaving not a drop for Yin Fei, and his weak complexion gradually returned to normal.

The silver-haired girl's starry eyes wrapped around the boy's neck in confusion, and the two slowly walked out of the pool.

"How can the great leader of Dawn Garden be an apprentice?"

"Master, please turn off the light."

In the battle between the laziness of pure-blooded elves and the diligence of human blood, under the bias of personal will, the latter will win in the end.

"Huhu, I've only been training for less than an hour, why are you so tired? I really want to take a rest..."

In the dark night, dark clouds cover the starry sky. The hazy blue moon is looming.

"no…"

She always finds it difficult to adapt to too bright light.

Yin Fei's skin was crimson, and she leaned on Mi Jiaan's body in embarrassment, her body trembling from time to time.

At some point, the bathroom light went out.

Liquids containing vital energy are excellent tonics. Unfortunately, the production of the Little Tree of Life is limited.

Yinfei insisted on training, and suddenly Mi Jiaan's voice came from the bottom of her heart.

"coming…"

"Come and take a bath together."

"No one can take away the position given to me by Master Mi Jia'an!"

"Please..."

She had obviously slept for most of the day, and the moment she lay on the soft mattress, Yinfei fell into a deep sleep again.

"Xiao An, aren't you going to sleep?" Alisie leaned on the bedside and looked through the magic book in her hand.

"Go to bed later..." Mi Jia'an sat in front of the dressing mirror, but she was not putting on makeup, but looking into her own eyes.

"Lend me your female knight."

Alixi discovered a magical phenomenon. The life factors released unconsciously by Yin Fei can be absorbed without any side effects. Moreover, she has a pleasant fragrance, which is perfect to hold in her arms while sleeping.

Mi Jiaan casually closed the curtain beside him to block the light. Slowly close your eyes, silently waiting for you to open them again.

The restless and chaotic gravitational lines in the right eye slowed down, and three magatama appeared around the pupil where gravity gathered.

"It really works!" Mi Jia'an was glad to have found useful inscription knowledge in the library.

Magatama method for fixing the stability of inscriptions.

Soon, the same three magatama appeared in his left eye. His eyeballs felt hot and throbbing, and he could clearly feel that his power control was further increasing. The eyes become more and more magical and incredible...

Mi Jia'an stared into the mirror as if possessed by a demon. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and thought to himself: "The name of the circle eye is very unpleasant. From now on, let's call it the wheeling eye..."

The gravitational line in the eye socket shrank slightly, and it seemed to be echoing consciously.

The three magatama stones were still not stable. Mi Jiaan then tried to increase the number to six, and the lines of gravity in his eyes almost stopped rotating. Eliminating chaos and mutual interference, the output efficiency will only be higher.

The six-magatama swivel eye gives people a domineering and extremely powerful feeling. Even when Mi Jiaan saw it through the mirror, he couldn't help but tremble.

It really comes alive…

There seems to be a kind of divinity and magic.

"It seems that there is still something missing..." Mi Jiaan closed his eyes and whispered to himself.

Nine, the ultimate number, means supreme.

The bright blue moon quietly emerged from the thick clouds.

In the early hours of the morning, it was officially announced that it had entered the month of disaster sacrifice.

The brown-haired young man knelt in front of the altar, clasped his hands and prayed devoutly. He split his fingers with transfiguration and used blood to write his name on the Book of Death.

No one can escape death. The "God of Death", the aggregate of cursed spirits, exists beyond the limits of human beings.

Morien opened his hands intoxicated and laughed morbidly and crazily.

"Die, die, die..." With repeated whispers, black mist rushed out of the Book of Death, extreme negative energy surged in the room, and the candlestick's flame went out.

Except for the moonlight outside the window, everything fell into darkness.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Morien was horrified to find that his life force was losing at an alarming rate.

"How is it possible? There are not enough sacrifices?"

"The price I prepared is enough to kill a super-powerful man..."

"Why... is Mi Jiaan hiding his strength..."

"Ah..." the brown-haired young man wailed in pain: "His identity must be revealed..."

"Tell, miss..."

The youthful, plump skin quickly aged and shriveled, the flesh and blood turned into lumps of mud, and even the bones turned into debris.

The black energy pouring out of the Book of Death gathered into a shape and rushed out of the window on the dark wind.

Under the moonlight, the silhouette of a human figure shrouded in tattered black robes was vaguely visible.

The faint blue moon gradually turned red, like a huge eye, coldly overlooking the material plane.

The horrible feeling of depression disappeared in a flash.

Mijia stood quietly under the night sky, with the same intoxicated posture.

Coming from the ultimate sublimation after the rules are complete, his eyes are drawing and absorbing the surrounding magic particles crazily.

Every throb is a transformation.

Gravitation and repulsion are essentially the root laws of destruction and creation.

Mijaan meditated on the scene of the birth of the universe in his mind. The ultimate gravity converges into one point, and the ultimate repulsion explodes. The singularity from which everything is born is the one-dimensional world. The dimension in which soul consciousness exists is a two-dimensional world. The dimension where the body is located is the three-dimensional world...

There is no doubt that the spirit is closer to the source of creation than the body.

Understand the rules, influence the rules, and even create the rules...

Mi Jia'an, who was intoxicated in his own world, didn't care about the black shadow emerging behind him.

It's clearly within reach, but still unable to get closer.

The god of death, a conglomeration of cursed spirits, solidified in the air, and its form began to disintegrate. A large number of soul fragments left the body and poured into Mi Jiaan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)