Fang Desert.
The sickly forked tongue tree was about to burn out. Only a short wooden pile is still burning with the last flames.
I saw an extremely wide deep pit sinking into the gray desert background. The bottom of the pit is full of pits and filled with about a hundred stone balls, each one the size of a small mountain. Despite this, these hundreds of stone balls only occupy one-fifth of the area at the bottom of the huge pit.
If you look closely, you will see that the texture of those stone balls is not rock, but countless white teeth that are forcibly pinched together by some force.
There is an irregular gray dot in the gap between the stone balls - that is Nese. From Yi Cha's perspective, the warlock was just a tiny gray dot in the formation.
Nese sat on the ground in a twisted posture, with scratches all over his body. His left arm was broken at the elbow, and white bones protruded from his right knee.
"This is your last chance, or you may fail the physical examination."
Icha lowered a little to observe his students.
The warlock gasped heavily to control himself from trembling. He opened his mouth twice, but almost bit his tongue each time.
"I want one last chance," he finally said.
Yi Cha crossed his arms and looked at him quietly. He knew that the warlock would not be able to pass, and the next blow would probably break his right arm.
Nese's physical fitness - even after he turned into an energy creature, was not much better, and his agility was far behind. However, there is not much hope for these two items.
It's just that the little warlock didn't seem to realize this.
Blind belief in the action of the will is a common offshoot of lack of knowledge. Will is also a kind of energy, and any energy can be analyzed and utilized.
But at the same time, it must be limited.
It's just that the little warlock doesn't seem to realize this.
Whatever. Then he can get to know him now.
The devil grinned, raised one hand high, made a fist and swung it down.
A huge lump swelled up on the surface of the pit bottom, as if it had been stung. Almost instantly, the lump rose upwards and broke away from the ground, making a crunching sound, and then was squeezed into a ball with a "click" like a ball of plasticine.
As Yicha's hand waved downward, the newly generated stone ball fell downwards, carrying the roaring wind, and hammered straight in the direction of Nese.
boom--
The gray-white residue cracked and sharp fragments flew everywhere.
The warlock was buried among the sharp teeth, like a pangolin killed on the spot by a hunter. His golden hair was bloody and stuck around his face, and his head was tilted to one side.
Yicha swooped and slid through a beautiful arc, stepped forward, grabbed the exposed part of Nese's front, lifted it up, and lifted his body in the air.
To be precise, he lifted his upper body in the air.
The warlock was completely broken in the middle, and Yicha's pull just separated him up and down the center line.
It was almost the same as breaking his right arm... The devil sighed.
Nesai's eyes were tightly closed, her face was lifeless, and her intestines were hanging down like a ball of thread that had been pulled away.
Yi Cha had no reaction to this sudden display of food, and without stopping, he spent two quick runes and ten seconds to fix it and gently threw it on the ground.
"Hopefully you've realized that. Your talents lie elsewhere."
Yi Cha clapped his hands and stepped back. His dark wings spread out behind him. He adjusted his position and sat on a pile of stone balls piled high.
The plane warlock opened his eyes and quickly climbed up, with a look of annoyance on his face.
"Physique assessment failed. And the last and most important thing."
Icha shook his legs. The burning willow is almost extinguished.
Don't let me down again, this should be your strength. he thinks.
He still hoped that Nese could help.
If you want to face Beelzebub, no amount of help is too much. He had hoped that Keqier and Xiqisi could at least make a difference.
As for fellow demons...
He often shares his experiences with Mapa, Haoru, the weather today, and Xier.
But with him on one side and Beelzebub and the ultimate legend of Chaos Hell on the other, there was no need to think about which side they would be on.
Yicha looked at Nesai from top to bottom. There was a lot of blood on his nose and his lips were cracked, but his back was straight.
In any case, the current situation meets all the conditions for encouraging growth.
Since he invented this process of converting material creatures into energy creatures, it has never been so complete and successful.
The last test subject was a leaf lizard egg - something similar to a starfish eventually hatched out of it, and this thing had to be soaked in bat guano to survive.
And Neese looks great. His memory was still there, his understanding undiminished, and he did not begin a sudden and feverish search for the dunghill.
He also has some useful tricks. Blockade, isolation, transformation.
However, these tricks of human laws require precise preparation and specific star positions to be performed.
This is certainly not enough.
He imagined Nesse standing solemnly in front of Beelzebub, then pointing at her and saying:
"Just wait, the Ganather star will soon be within the mass range of the Langlipfa Nebula. I will come back to fight you then."
Yi Cha was amused by the picture in his mind.
Little Warlock... you have to know a little bit of the real stuff to make it work.
Start by being able to see them.
"The last test. Energy vision. I hope you are ready." He said leisurely to Nese.
…
The warlock closed his eyes and gasped heavily.
My body was indeed still aching, but taking deep breaths was more to stay focused.
He calmed down and recalled the classification of energy fields taught him by Yi Cha, and the method of opening energy vision.
There seemed to be golden light dancing inside his eyelids.
A strange cool feeling came over me, clearing my mind.
Nese opened her eyes.
The things in my field of vision were completely different from before.
He saw them.
Those sporadic sparks and looming flying catkins showed him the true appearance in the new field of vision.
They are... energy itself.
The first thing he noticed was a kind of ubiquitous white silk thread:
They are extremely thin and crystal clear, crisscrossing each other, forming a stretching network that stretches across the sky and the earth. Each grid of this big net is also surprisingly large. The pit he is in only occupies half of the grid.
Nesai's gaze shifted from one thread to another. He knows what they are. But he still marveled.
Order field energy.
Angelic realm of spontaneous energy.
This power should be the most dense at the source of order, here there are only fragile strands.
"There are close to a hundred types of energy fields discovered so far, and nearly forty types are available. You have just opened your vision, identified and pointed out ten types, and you are considered qualified."
Yicha's slow voice floated from not far away.
Nese's eyes reluctantly moved away from those white silk threads. “Are there relationships between these energy fields?”
"No one has completed an overall summary." The green flame in Yi Cha's eyes jumped, "However, this is one of my research directions."
…
The warlock concentrated his mind and moved his eyes.
Under the calamity sky, the largest volume is a floating mass of black mist.
One after another, there are so many that they are almost connected together. They crowded together and spread to the burning horizon.
There is a spherical core in the center of each black mist.
If you look closely, you will see that those cores have irises and pupils, twitching and scanning in all directions.
The largest amount of natural energy in Chaos Hell. It is also the area that Nesse first learned to identify.
The power of disorder.
Demonic realm of spontaneous energy.
Nesai took a deep breath and raised his head to look at his mentor.
Yi Cha lay half-lying leisurely. Yanfeng held up the hem of his black and red robe.
In Nesai's eyes, Yicha was almost completely immersed in thick black clouds and those crazy eyeballs. The strange thing was that he could clearly see the devil's expression and posture.
The field of vision in which energy can be discerned and the material field of vision in which we can see things in daily life do not obscure each other. He realized it almost immediately.
The warlock looked with his energy vision to check.
On the dark background of power, colorful brilliance is flowing.
In addition to the chaotic domain energy that the devil is born with, he also exudes the power of other domains...
"That's okay." Yi Cha noticed his gaze and smiled slightly.
"There are a total of six energy types in me. Find them all. You will pass."
