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If there is a fantasy tree, the Lostbelt won't disappear.

Conversely, the world cannot be maintained without cultivating the fantasy tree.

Of course, Annan was not prepared to let the Lostbelt in his hand invade reality, because it would be too wasteful.

The Lost Belt in his hands is unprecedented in scale, and there is even the possibility of developing into a complete world.

Annan is not prepared to let the possibility go away.

This can be considered a back-up, the cautious Annan has always liked this.

If the next opportunity to seize the great cause of creation fails, the Lost News Belt in Annan's hands can also provide a possible opportunity for creation.

Although this way, I don't know how many years it will take to be successful, but it is still a chance.

"So, let me make a tree that can carry the Lost Belt and give birth to the world."

Annan took a deep breath and threw the Solar System Loss Belt in his hand.

As soon as the Lostbelt left his hand, his body continued to expand, growing rapidly at an alarming rate.

This is a normal behavior, and Annan didn't care.

Now, he has devoted himself to the miracle to be performed next.

"The sixth method, activate!"

With a low voice, Annan's body surfaced with dense light pattern circuits, and the turbulent magic power collapsed like a tsunami.

With the terrifying power on his body...

Annan's hands and seals were constantly changing, and the rapid chant in his mouth continued, and sweat appeared on his forehead within a few minutes.

Is he doing his best, or the kind that doesn't use his roots!

"It's a little hard to rely on yourself!"

Annan licked his chapped lips, his eyes twinkling.

The world of imaginary numbers vibrated again, and the world where nothing existed seemed to have a vision at this moment.

Because the power that Annan evokes is the power of the most original imaginary number.

As a guy who entered the Dao with the power of imaginary numbers, shaking the world with the power of imaginary numbers is the most basic operation.

Isn't it just gathering an imaginary force so huge that it can affect the imaginary world?

What a simple matter!

Annan thought to himself, and then felt that the gathered power was enough, he took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly became solemn.

Now, it's time to show what real technology is!

Chapter 160 Seven who is the peak at the end of the magic road, seeing Annan Dao become empty

"Sometimes, people's potential is really unlimited. If I don't force myself, I don't even know I can be so dick!"

Standing in the void, Annan looked at the huge imaginary numbers gathered in front of him, and a few drops of sweat fell on his forehead.

The power of these imaginary numbers is like a vast expanse, swallowing the universe, exuding wave after wave of phantoms.

how to say……

It looks unstable.

And Annan's movements are also cautious, the whole body's magic circuit emits a bright light, as if the veins are exposed, as if trying his best.

In fact, he was indeed almost exhausted.

Without using the root cause, the amount of imaginary power gathered in front of him is Annan's limit.

It was the first time he had tried to manipulate so much power of imaginary numbers.

As for how much power of imaginary numbers has been gathered, Annan really doesn't know.

But if the power of imaginary numbers in his hand exploded...

That power is definitely more powerful than Getia's third Noble Phantasm, at least it is not a problem to easily destroy the world, and it may even directly turn a world line into nothingness.

Ahaha, thinking about what you have in your hand is pretty cool.

Annan estimated the power of the massive imaginary number explosion, and his hands were shaking a little.

Although now in the imaginary world, there is nothing to destroy, but once this thing goes out of control, it may cause some more terrible phenomena.

The point is, Annan estimated that the explosion range may exceed his running speed.

It's like the famous rocket-launched nuclear bomb with a range of five kilometers and a range of four kilometers.

Whoever made this stuff must be a suicidal genius.

And Annan is also a little playful.

"Hey, I was worried that it wasn't enough at first, so I deliberately gathered a little more, but it turned out that there were too many, and I couldn't bear it anymore."

Now Annan faces two choices.

One is to appropriately reduce the weight of the power of imaginary numbers, and the other is to continue to be reckless regardless of 21.

The former is safe, the latter is risky.

"However, only high difficulty can reflect the technicality!"

Annan didn't hesitate for too long, and he made a decision in his heart.

Now his situation is like an extreme weight lifter who, after lifting the bar tremblingly, is preparing to do the aerial splits like a gymnast.

A miss, that is, going to the underworld to see the peace.

But there is still Tiamat present, and if there is a nanny who is confident, Annan can rest assured.

Anyway, the waves don't die, so what's the coward? !

As soon as he said it, Annan smiled, stared at the huge imaginary numbers gathered in front of him, took a deep breath, and his eyes slowly became solemn.

next moment.

He raised his hand to outline and chanted in his mouth.

The complicated and difficult incantation was forcibly compressed into one syllable by the caster based on his own attainments, and the magic circle grew exponentially as if it would multiply itself.

In just a flick of a finger, Annan released thousands of spells in an instant.

Eye-popping.

This is a scene that is enough to make all magicians go crazy. The mystery of magic is just like this, and the end of magic is revealed here.

Who is the peak at the end of the magic road, seeing Annan Road becomes empty.

Any magician who sees Annan's skills will probably feel disheartened because the gap is too large.

But Annan was not satisfied.

"Fuck? Fuck! It's going to explode, it's not enough!"

Annan felt the power of imaginary numbers that was about to get out of control, and the cold sweat broke out from his back.

This time, the magic skills he showed were even more amazing.

Runes, talismans, magic circles, enchantments, spells, words...

Chinese, Nordic, Indian, Egyptian, all kinds of magic systems were directly displayed by Annan, ignoring the differences in magic bases.

And the way to perform is more varied.

It can be drawn with the void, and there are also knots released. It is more common to cast spells, and it is also possible to cast magic with the eyes.

Even Annan used his toes and hair.

In short, under the circumstance of doing everything possible, Annan cast hundreds of thousands of magic tricks instantly.

And these hundreds of thousands of magic are all imaginary magic.

Under Annan's control, numerous imaginary number magics were smashed into the huge imaginary number power one after another, like a well-written control program, which helped Annan stabilize the imaginary number power and carry out detailed control.

"Hoo, have fun!"

Annan, who devoted himself to the work in front of him, felt a faint sense of refreshment after performing many magic tricks in one breath, and his movements became more and more handy.

The warm-up exercise is over, and the feeling is coming!

Although he was carrying out a dangerous act like walking a tightrope, Annan's expression softened, and he acted as he wanted.

Often, when Annan's thoughts move, a corresponding magic is born.

Every magic trick is his experience, attainments and perceptions of imaginary numbers.

The power of imaginary numbers, which was not easy to control at first, became obedient at this time and allowed Annan to act.

Visible to the naked eye...

The power of imaginary numbers, which was originally vast as the sea, shrank at a rapid speed.

At last……

This huge force of imaginary numbers shrunk into a seed the size of a walnut.

Chapter 160 The Tree of Imaginary Numbers

"You're done, I'm exhausted."

Annan grabbed the imaginary number core that was compressed to the extreme in front of him, and then turned pale and walked vainly, and fell directly into Tiamat's arms.

"Ah, I can't get up, I need Tiamat's kiss to get my energy back."

Pretending to be out of strength, Annan leaned against Tiamat's soft waist, feeling the fragrance of the goddess, and rubbed against Tiamat's waist shamelessly.

"Well, really, don't be fooling around like a child!"

Tiamat didn't know whether to laugh or cry for Annan's appearance, so he could only stretch out two jade lotus-like arms and gently hug Annan to make him lean more comfortably.

"Aha, I didn't lie, this job is really a bit tiring, just let me take a break in your arms."

Annan turned over unceremoniously, sticking to Tiamat like a sloth, his warm breath hitting Tiamat's extremely exposed skin, making his crystal clear complexion glow with a hint of pink. .