During this period of time, the Far North Wasteland had no breath of spring at all, and was still cold and desolate.
However, Myrobalan did not think it was painful, nor was he in a hurry.
Although he can directly use his energy body to cross great distances, he cannot do so.
His instinct told him that if he did this, he might miss his target.
In fact, he is not in a hurry among his inner wishes.
The three existing memories, cognitions and experiences have been arguing and conflicting in the sea of consciousness. He has no sense of expectation for the fourth person who is coming soon.
In fact, there was a moment before when he even had the desire to give up everything.
Let that damn sense of mission go to hell. It's not going anywhere. In this deserted northern wasteland, the three memories are slowly fused into one, the three cognitions are coordinated into one, and the three cognitions are unified. Integrating these experiences into one may not necessarily be the best choice.
However, he immediately rejected his short-sighted idea at that time.
I can think of so many things now, isn't it just based on instinct, isn't it because of the convergence of three different outlooks on life, worldview and values?
Perhaps, by gathering and integrating enough "three views", a qualitative change will eventually occur. This is the real path to find oneself, and it is also one's ultimate mission.
All the way north from the wilderness of Karabang, we passed through a long grassland area. Groups of various herbivores were engaged in life-and-death battles with various carnivorous animals on the grassland. All things competed and were full of vitality.
Then we entered the transition zone between forest and grassland. The forest composed of taiga coniferous forest was densely covered with swamps of various shades, and mosquitoes were raging like dark clouds.
Passing through the forest area, you enter the intertwined area of forest and tundra. The cold tundra under your feet gradually reveals the cruel side of nature. The types and numbers of animals have become extremely rare. Arctic foxes, wolves, etc. have become the top of the food chain.
This walking process is also a precious opportunity for Myrobalan to perceive the world.
In this vast tundra zone, Myrobalan also accidentally encountered several Nuggets teams of unknown origin.
He didn't feel any intimacy from seeing the same kind of people in such a desolate place, only a slight sense of alienation.
Those vigilant pangolins and wilderness hunters were awe-inspiring when they saw Myrobalan's thin clothes.
They understood that this weird young man was definitely a master among masters.
Seeing that the master did not want to have any interaction with them and left far away, those people also lowered their guard.
There are also hospitable people waving their hands from a distance, trying to communicate with myrobalan.
Myrobalan looked at them blankly and then left.
Until May, myrobalan arrived in the ice sheet area of the far north.
Here, polar bears are at the top of the food chain.
…
Oleg is a huge mutant polar bear with a small face, small and round ears, a slender neck, wide feet, hairy limbs and palms, and black skin.
It's over 30 years old this year, and it's not sure if it's one of the most powerful apex predators in the world.
But when it stood upright on its hind legs, it was more than five meters tall. In this boundless ice field, it didn't feel any threat anyway.
Oleg used his huge paws to scratch the dense, colorless, transparent and hollow hairs on his chest and abdomen, shook off the seawater all over his body, and sat quietly on a huge ice floe in a daze.
There are several breathing holes of seals on this huge ice floe. Oleg knew that soon seals would show up at those breathing holes to breathe fresh air.
This is a common "wait and wait" hunting method for ordinary polar bears, but for Oleg, this is not necessary.
It has no need to obtain flesh and blood to replenish physical energy for a long time now.
Back then, it left its mother's ice nest and went to live alone.
It was prowling across the ice sheet, trying to get the food it needed to hunt alone for the first time in its life.
However, it saw an erratic white light group drifting slowly in the gloomy wasteland.
Finally, the light group hovered next to Oleg, and the white light reflected Oleg's blank eyes.
It stretched out its claws to touch the light group.
The light group suddenly broke apart and turned into a stream of water, entering Oleg's body.
At that moment, Oleg had his own understanding.
When I opened my eyes again and looked at the world, everything was different.
For the first time, it knew that it was a mutated polar bear, and it knew most of the natural common sense in this world, as well as countless various knowledge about water magicians (mages).
In the years that followed, as its control over abilities became more and more powerful, it also had many speculations.
The most likely situation is that I have accepted part of the energy body and the corresponding part of the knowledge separated by a super warlock.
The other party did not expect that this energy body and knowledge would be received by a polar bear, but no matter what, it was this ball of light that changed his life.
Now, Oleg has used the unparalleled water spiritual power of this extreme northern ice field to reach the top of the water spiritual sorcerer (mage) he knows. He has lost his sense of direction for the future.
In that knowledge, there is no future path or direction.
In fact, it is just a high-level water magician.
Just when Oleg was in a daze, his keen eyes found a small figure on the ice sheet in the distance, slowly approaching in his direction.
It was a thin, barefoot, blond young man, wearing a tattered linen robe, making a sound in the cold wind of the arctic ice field.
Oleg was a little shocked.
On the ice sheet, it has seen many humans, all kinds of humans.
But those humans would wear thick fur clothing and wrap their whole bodies tightly, making them look more like bears than themselves.
Moreover, those people would carry various metal weapons and be wary of their surroundings.
This was the first time it saw such a young man wearing thin clothes and even walking barefoot.
Then, Oleg saw the face that was as full of surprise as it was.
"How is that possible? It's actually a huge polar bear!"
Myrobalan's face was full of shock.
Among the thirty-six carriers, there is such a polar bear?
Myrobalan had a ridiculous feeling in his heart.
A feeling of fear that he had never experienced before arose in Oleg's heart.
This sense of fear, full of variables and out of control, was something I only experienced when I was young.
Since his enlightenment, he has had a different perspective on everything in the world than others of his kind.
It never worries about food, such as those walruses. The same kind always has nothing to do with their thick fat layer and greasy skin. The thickness of the fat layer exceeds the length of the polar bear’s teeth. The greasy skin makes the polar bear’s Bite has no effect.
For Oleg, this was just a little troublesome.
Go to the cliff, pick up a huge rock, hit the walrus on the head with it, and then hunt the most powerful walrus.
But at this moment, it felt seriously threatened.
The human being, who was also confused and surprised, seemed to be looking at a piece of food as he looked at him.
"Who are you?"
Oleg imprinted his doubts on the consciousness of the blond young man opposite.
"Oh, I am Harile, you can call me Myrobalan."
"I do not know you."
Hezi frowned, then felt a little relieved on his face, and felt a little happy in his heart.
Since he is a polar bear, his thoughts must not be that complicated, and naturally he does not have such messy memories and desires.
Then, a bright smile appeared on myrobalan's face:
"Xiong, do you know why you became enlightened, why you became a powerful mage, and do you know your future path?"
Oleg shook his head warily:
"I don't know and I don't want to know."
"Haha, you will understand soon."
Myrobalan laughed, and then his smile disappeared instantly.
The polar bear in front of him, which was originally as huge as an elephant, actually stood upright.
There was a flash of blue light all around, and a tall man with white hair, more than two meters tall, had appeared in front of him.
The big man clapped his hands and his figure disappeared.
The huge ice floe made a heart-wrenching clicking sound and surrounded it. It was like making a dumpling, wrapping myrobalan inside a huge ice ball.
The smile on myrobalan's face disappeared, and there was more of an interesting feeling:
"Oh, you actually used your ability in front of me!"
As soon as Hezi thought about it, the huge ice ball exploded!
The exploded ice formed a white sleet on the silent coastal sea.
Myrobalan's figure appeared on the spot, standing suspended above the slightly undulating dark blue sea, but there was no figure of Oleg around him.
"Tsk, it's a small trick!"
With a wave of myrobalan hand, the color of the sky and sea changes.
Thunder and lightning flashed, and the seawater with a radius of several kilometers turned into a transparent cylinder, like a large pancake made of water, suddenly suspended in the air.
If you look carefully, you can still see countless scale shrimps, shallow sea fish and a few seals frozen in the transparent "round cake".
The green cold wind surrounded this huge "garden cake" and cut it carefully.
The wind blows and the snow falls, and suddenly there is heavy snow flying between the sky and the earth.
There is also an endless thin metal mesh that can be seen with the naked eye, surrounding the whole world.
Countless dark flames interspersed between the "water cakes", splitting the water into several pieces in an instant.
There was an area of ice that suddenly softened, churned violently, and kept changing its shape.
Myrobalan's gaze shifted in an instant, and he immediately gave up control of all other areas, placing the clear cold wind, metal mesh and black flames in that area.
Countless abandoned currents crashed into the sea, stirring up huge waves and breaking the originally broken ice floes into extremely fine pieces.
Looking at this piece of floating water that was surrounded and suppressed by the focus, a slight smile appeared on Myrobalan's face.
"Haha, let's see where you run away."
As soon as the information was thrown into that area, the struggling and boiling water suddenly fell silent and dissipated.
Oleg transformed into an energy body and entered the world of dark energy.
"Haha, I caught you!"
Myrobalan laughed, not surprised but happy, his body flashed, and he immediately entered the world of source spirits.
Oleg did not expect that this terrifying myrobalan would so quickly master the area where he transformed into water, and use various methods of wood spirit, golden spirit and fire spirit to find him in an instant.
Therefore, in order to get rid of this encirclement and suppression area, it can only enter the source spirit world.
However, as soon as it entered the world of source spirits, it knew it was not good.
This terrifying guy's regional control over the Origin Spirit World far exceeds his control over the Manifested World.
The entire Origin Spirit World has turned into a blue water spirit world.
As soon as Oleg entered, he felt like a bug wrapped in pine resin, entering the world of amber.
Immediately, Oleg saw a blue figure appearing in the world of Origin Spirit not far away, looking at him proudly with a smile on his face:
"This guy who doesn't care about life and death actually dares to enter the world of source spirits in front of me!
Don’t you know this is my original world? "
He threw out this piece of information casually, but his expression froze.
Um? Is the world of source spirits my own original world?
