The movie subtitles faded, and I saw a planet in the vast gaseous space in the vast nebula. This is called Loki. In fact, it was the world created by the evil god Oz from another world who came across the plane - Nine Realms. The center of this world composed of many planes is a place called the Shooting Continent (good kids should think about it carefully, Oz thought to himself). Although he had not paid attention to the works he created for too long, it seemed that he had developed for a long time and was still in the medieval stage. He had not fought several world wars, so why did the war be the driving force for historical development not very effective?

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, "You heretic god plagiarize the myths and legends of the earth all day long, making this world a mainstream of immortal swords and magic. High-end force is more fierce than atomic bombs when it comes to high-end force. How can you see the modern war scenes of tanks and planes?" Hearing this passage, Oz suddenly felt cold all over. He was shocked and found that there was a middle-aged uncle sitting beside him with a vulgar appearance, turned off the lights and watched movies and was wearing sunglasses. He couldn't help but feel sad and grabbed his collar and yelled!

"Why do you want to jump out of your dead house? I am the Creator God. It's enough to be a god of fraud on Earth. Why do you want to jump out to intervene in the world I created by myself?" The middle-aged uncle was unmoved and took Oz's popcorn interface.

"Because I am the real creator of this world, as an author, even you were created by me. Last time I missed the end of the street, and I repeatedly thought about the reasons for the failure and found that it is popular nowadays, mixing and fighting, plus complaining and upgrading, so I was going to have a fantasy pot of East and West, let Sun Wukong fight Questo, and Athena fights against Tathagata Buddha. In order to avoid chaos, I am going to let you take on the job of interpreting terms on the scene."

Oz o(>﹏<)o shed tears of grief and anger, "You author cannot be too irresponsible. Is this kind of setting really okay? Why did you turn from a Creator into a worker and also serve as a narrator?" Author: "You care about me, it's an experimental product anyway. I made a huge sacrifice for literature." Oz: "I always feel that if you do this, your future will be dark!"

Since the end of the war between Magic and Alchemy Association two hundred years ago, the Sheqin Continent, which has been warring for many years, has finally ushered in a rare peaceful time. Most of the continent is peaceful and peaceful, and people live a peaceful and comfortable life (Oz, if you believe such nonsense, you don’t have to read it anymore!)

The Shaqin Continent is shaped like an irregular ancient Chinese coin. It surrounds the mainland with five vast oceans, with small islands scattered in it. Some large islands are not small in size, with races regularly communicating with the mainland. However, on the mainland, ordinary residents understand the "sea" but the central government of the mainland has always been considered by the Alchemy Association to belong to the "lake".

Due to the separation of Storm Ocean and the Sky Mountains that run across the continent, the Sheqin Continent was divided into four large pieces. Hundreds of intelligent races live on this vast land. After a series of wars that affected the entire world, hundreds of kingdoms and regions have been formed. On the continent, there have been some taboo places that are regarded as undivided by ordinary people. On a peninsula that penetrates the bloody sea deep into the southwest end of the continent, there is a forbidden area known as the War of Warcraft Forest.

Oz started muttering, please, you author, can you give me a better name? This name is a mess. The author is furious (╰_╯)#, I chose your name, you are whining, I will start TJ**, see if you can still exist? Oz, who cannot help but raise his head under the eaves, just asks for mercy: "Don't, I'm wrong, although it's like setting this work is going to be a flop, I still have to do a promising job of narration!" The author is not confident: "Is the name really too vulgar? Then use your brain a little, and when the protagonist appears, you have to be in a good mood, so change it to Thunder Light Forest.

There is no need to explain the Thunder Light Forest. As long as you see the sky always covered by clouds, and thunder branches that are thicker than buckets flash in the sky, you will understand the origin of this name. It is said that during the battle between the immortals and gods that decided the direction of the main plane ten thousand years ago, the Thunder God in the God Realm and the immortal leader who mastered the law of lightning were duel here, and both suffered losses and fell. The climate here was greatly destroyed. Thunder and rain came to the end of three days, and many plants that like shade and withstand thunder grew and flourished, forming a huge forest. However, due to frequent lightning strikes, almost no creatures with thunder attributes could survive in the forest, and naturally became a forbidden area for other creatures.

As we all know (Oz: You lazy author has not explained the world view setting yet, where do you know?) (Author God -_-#, are you a shame again?) The creatures in the Shooting Continent have to ascend to a certain height to welcome the heavenly tribulation, and most of the heavenly tribulation are thunder tribulation. (Oz hehe, the fairy tale is here, and the power is destined to be struck by lightning!)

Therefore, monsters that can adapt to lightning are not good at thunder and lightning. Moreover, there are many powerful existences with broken brains to challenge themselves in order to challenge themselves against the will of heaven, so that there are many powerful monsters and monsters that are powerful enough to meet the heavenly tribulation in the Thunder Light Forest (Oz: There is demonic energy, I am wrong, there are bugs, so there should be many beasts) (the author is ignoring). In this case, although everyone knows that there are treasures everywhere in the Thunder Light Forest, and high-level monsters and monsters running around are simply a treasure trove, the beast hunters and alchemists on the continent dare not go deep into this forest too close. Except for the monsters and monsters in the place that are too strong, the sky thunders are even slashed to death!

But deep in the forest (Oz narrated that there must be masters in the deep mountains and old forests, and maybe they may be a great monster. The author is furious, and if you don’t explain it professionally, just seal it up!) But there is a huge stone building. Looking at the various large plants and spreading vines on it, it should be a long history, especially the huge magic tower standing in the middle shows its past glory. This is actually part of the huge floating city developed by the Goblin Empire during the War of Subduing Demons. With the large magic array remaining on the ground and a series of metal probes stand on the magic tower. Even if the thunder and lightning in the sky are violent, a large area with the magic tower as the center can be guaranteed to be completely damaged. This is obviously a crystallization of extremely profound alchemy and magic.

Oz: I'm going to spit, this is obviously the principle of lightning rod. Is there anything worth bragging about? Author, don't be ridiculed. A qualified narrator still needs to occasionally complain about the darkness and adjust the atmosphere. At most, when I get typos and plots of the work in the future, just laugh less and support more! Author/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~, don't you even think about it? It seems that the future is really bright, but now I can only bite the bullet and go on. But I'm unhappy. I can let anyone get the lunch box!

This floating city that obviously fell deep in the Thunder Forest is now obviously still used by people in the center. Huge lightning in the sky gathered on the metal probes at the top of the magic tower, and blue sparks followed the metal and headed straight into the magic tower. Huge energy bombarded a huge arch in the depths of the magic tower. Misty mist appeared in the arch, and there seemed to be a terrifying roar and scorching flames rushing out from it. At that time, another world was opened with mysterious magic and lightning power.

Standing on this plane, the magic gate is a short old man with white hair and beards. His big ears, green skin, and his wrinkles when born directly illustrate his race - the goblin. And the robe with patterns of balances, gears, test tubes and other patterns on his body constantly rises from the rise and quietly passes away in the air. It is not only valuable, but also represents that the Alchemist Association, one of the largest forces in the continent, awarded the highest honor - the Heavenly Alchemist.

Such a rare earth-refining master on the mainland is now looking at a human-shaped object lying on the ground with a charred body. He felt very strange because he had done countless times to open the magic ritual leading to the abyss plane. The surging power of lightning did not open the magic door, but suddenly became unstable, and then directly electrocuted the important props that opened the door. If he hadn't reacted quickly and stabilized the space energy in time, even here would have been burned to ashes by the high temperature of lightning.

"Why fail? Every time I use this kid to open the door of the abyss, I can maintain the stable output of lightning. What exactly causes the magic backlash?" No matter how strange the earthling alchemist is, he still cannot avoid the common problem of the alchemist, which is to ask the bottom of unknown things. While talking to himself, he was obsessed with starting to calculate the magic formula that caused the fault, and ignored the person who was lying on the ground and exuding the smell of barbecue.

Maybe he knew that this level of blow would not cause this person to die, but he ignored the sharp turn of that person's eyes under his nose, just like when Liu Jie was dreaming. A voice sounded in the man's mind, and Oz was signing an agreement with him. This time it was Oz who instilled Liu Jie's memory into him, and by the way, he opened the protagonist template, opened the golden finger and other things, and a new legend was about to be born.
Chapter completed!