The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The two of them had been standing here for several days, with their clones handling matters back at the City Lord's mansion.

What Dorai saw was a world of rules, but in Aishe's eyes, it was a chaotic mess. She could only rely on her mental strength to sense the rules she was most familiar with. So far, she hadn't seen anything, only vaguely sensed the layers of rules.

The Ice and Snow Goddess Meditation hadn't fully reached the ninth layer's peak. In truth, Dorai was pushing her a bit to look at the rules. This was just to give her an early feel for it, and they would revisit it later.

Time passed, no one knew for how long.

Aishe closed her eyes, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

Dorai quickly went over and flicked two drops of the Water of Life into her eyes.

Aishe painfully closed her eyes, came to Dorai's front, and said with some grievance, "Why is your cultivation so simple, while mine is so difficult?"

Dorai was speechless, patting her back while comforting her.

"There's no helping it, it's just individual talent. After the new year, when we go to the Elf race, we'll get some Fountain of Life water to bring back, which can slow down this state a bit. Your cultivation is still too slow."

"Waaah, it's all your fault, all your fault."

"My fault, my fault." Dorai knew that Aishe wasn't usually one to act spoiled; her eyes were probably hurting too much.

After comforting her for a while, Aishe waited for a moment before opening her eyes.

At this time, she said fiercely, "I must cultivate a silicon-based clone myself."

Dorai nodded, indicating that what she said made sense.

"Take your time, don't rush. You're only in your thirties; this progress is already very good."

Aishe nodded and then sat down.

She looked at Dorai's silicon-based clone and became somewhat surprised. Recently, she had seen this silicon-based clone becoming more and more like Dorai himself, even though Dorai hadn't used any methods to change its appearance.

This might be able to explain some things from the perspective of life.

She thought about it, put the matter aside, and said, "Have you heard? Emperor Yale is preparing to step down and come to the north to guard it."

Dorai nodded. "George told me a few days ago that his father had this intention, but he hasn't returned yet, and the specific information isn't known. Once Emperor Yale steps down, he definitely won't stay in the Imperial Capital all the time. This isn't conducive to George's rule. If he comes to the north, it's estimated that the four northern continents will be very welcoming, after all, he's a ninth-level powerhouse."

Aishe nodded. "Yes, a ninth-level powerhouse. Although he's a warrior and not strong in mental strength, his destructive power in a local area is similar to that of a wizard."

Dorai hummed and said, "Have you rested enough? If you have, let's go back. We'll look again tomorrow."

...

After Aishe left, Dorai's clone stood in place, raised its head, and looked up at the sky, its eyes turning gray.

The world in front of him changed again, delving into the deepest layers of the world. Information from the layers of rules appeared.

From a wizard's perspective, the foundation of the world is the weaving of various rules, penetrating into every extremely weak part of space. Except for some special environments, almost every weak existence is wrapped by a network woven from the layers of rules.

The entire world, although called the material world, can actually be said to be a world entirely formed by rules. Rules constitute the world.

Basically, space rules, energy rules, and material rules are all major categories. Within each major category, there are countless, even infinitely small, rules. These rules are eventually understood and summarized into the Three Thousand Laws, which constitute the infinite world.

This is the foundation of the world. What Dorai is seeing now is the foundation of the world. The difference is that he could only see some superficial rules before. After several great battles, his mental strength has become more acute, and he can now see the rules comprehended by those powerhouses.

This is a huge gain for him, especially the Nightmare Rule. Although the Nightmare Rule hasn't fully grown, most of it is already mature. The power of this rule has already filled the entire world. In Dorai's perception, the Dream Rule is actually even stronger than some of the Four Elements rules.

Especially the special weapon of the Light Church, the power it produces can cut off all destiny. Dorai has already been able to figure it out. Give him some time, and he himself will be able to extract the rules, then form magic patterns, and finally derive magic patterns belonging to him.

Magic patterns are the actual products derived from rules, things that ordinary life can come into contact with. The end of magic patterns is actually rules.

And all kinds of wizardry are actually modified from magic patterns, things that are more suitable for human use. Their essence is still a kind of magic pattern.

Dorai's eyes opened, almost never closing, swimming in the ocean of rules, watching all kinds of rules, and incorporating them for his own use. It's just that he saw too many rules. If all these rules were promoted to the ninth layer, it would be very difficult to actually operate. Therefore, he is now focusing on the three elements of thunder, wind, and water, in order to reach the ninth level as quickly as possible.

No matter how many rules you comprehend, at the level of realm, in the improvement of strength, it always depends on whether the three rules have reached the ninth level. In that case, there will be a qualitative change in mental strength. Before reaching this standard, the change in mental strength will not be so strong.

Dorai is now only stronger than an ordinary eighth level, but there is still some difference from the ninth level, not to mention actual combat power.

The latest novel is on 69shu.com!

Looking at the intertwined rules in front of him, Dorai was without sorrow or joy, and all the clones fell into a state of stagnation, dedicated to the silicon-based clone.

...

As the news of the destruction of the Nightmare slowly spread back, the entire Northwest was shaken.

The families of those soldiers who went to the battlefield were also cheering at this time.

However, some soldiers' parents were still worried about whether their children would return.

Wassenburg sent a large number of people to promote and appease the people, leaving no stone unturned in the streets and alleys.

This winter is actually a bit lively.

Mount Albis also had similar actions, but there was one more action, that is, Albis Academy officially began to recruit wizards. For the time being, it only recruits wizard apprentices and first-level wizards.

The recruitment rules were posted at the city gate early in the morning, at the entrances of various streets and alleys, attracting the attention of many people. Even if some people didn't leave their homes, they were quickly notified by the various responsible persons, especially those in charge of household registration, who knew the situation in each area, and were even more conscientious in notifying everyone. Moreover, the content of the notification was very broad, not requiring people from Albis City, meaning that even outsiders were recruited.

As soon as this news came out, Mount Albis immediately boiled. Those children who had reached the age, those little wizards who had no way out, and those scattered wizards who had been waiting for a long time finally had hope.

As long as it wasn't limited to Mount Albis, then these people would have a chance.

The speed of the news spread very quickly, as if it were the wind, spreading throughout the surrounding towns, and soon spreading to other county cities.