Frost Wings

Passing through the gate of time, Bai Long looked at the silent night without saying a word.

The Big Dipper, which is obviously dazzling in the night sky, is the Earth.

The slightly pungent smell of kerosene floated down from the street lamp and got into Bai Long's nose.

This is still an underdeveloped earth, Bai Long thought to himself.

Even more backward than hp, the London of that era was at least electric.

He pinched his nose and endured the air pollution, and began to sense the spirit of this world. This is a simple test to determine whether a world has magic. The results of the test made him feel quite strange. Although the will of the world exists, it is very active, but when Bai He was about to cast the spell, he sensed waves of madness and blood going straight to his head, mixed with inaudible murmurs that made his whole body feel cold.

Bai He was a little surprised. Fortunately, he didn't come to do growth dormancy. If he absorbed this magic power when he was growing up, wouldn't he become a lunatic?

Even in adjusted hibernation, the magic of this world is scary enough.

Bai He frowned, and roughly sensed that the world's will structure and strength can support spell effects that are very powerful, not even inferior to Antas, but an obvious problem is that once the will of the world communicates too deeply, consciousness will be affected.

It is estimated that many high-level spellcasters are lunatic.

Bai He did not verify this guess. He followed the road and walked into the center of the city quickly. He smashed the windows of the newsstand and took out a few newspapers.

The first page of the newspaper was the latest current political news. Above, two fat men were shaking hands on the podium surrounded by the Stars and Stripes. Below were the enthusiastic onlookers.

Before reading the English below, Bai He felt that the middle-aged fat man who played a secondary role in this shot was a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

[In the center of the camera is Willian Taft, and the one shaking hands with him is Theodore Roosevelt. If our calculations are correct, it should be 1908 or 1909. The United States is preparing for a presidential election, probably in 15 years. Later, the head of Theodore Roosevelt will be engraved on President Hill in South Dakota as a memorial. 】

"No wonder." Bai He suddenly realized that he had seen President Hill while traveling, and he had left a few photos, but it was indeed a long time ago.

So, this is the Earth in the early 20th century?

Bai He thought to himself.

From the perspective of normal human history, humans in this era are indeed weak chickens, and they are weaker than hp.

No satellites, no missiles, no nuclear weapons.

However, the terrifying madness in the will of the world and the uncertainty of whether it is a 10 or 20 world difficulty in the end made Bai He feel a lot of vigilance in his heart.

There must be a greater danger hidden behind these things.

Bai He disguised himself and found a big family to rob a sum of money. In his opinion, investing in technical means is **** in this era, or robbery is the best way. He threatened the big family with the money in the safe and their body They handed over all their cash, and after thinking about it, knocked them out and left.

Bai Long has not yet researched the rules for casting spells in this world, and the knowledge of spells from other worlds cannot be transplanted for the time being. Even if it can be transplanted, Bai He does not intend to cast spells such as forgetting on these two poor creatures.

With the magical nature of this world, any magic aimed at consciousness has a maddening effect.

As always, Bai Long has never tended to do too much things to those who he took the initiative to infringe.

After squeezing this capitalist, Bai He wiped his traces and flew to another city with stealth. He hid in a hotel and stayed there. He used this time to complete the localization of many spells. Magic in this world has no restrictions on spellcasting. , the only terrible thing is the madness contained in the magic, which makes Baihe able to release fewer spells every day than Antas. Once he casts too many spells, his spirit will show a tendency to lose control.

If a big white dragon would make trouble in a big city...

He found that if Bai Long went out and turned into a madman to cast spells, the cannons and machine guns of this era alone would not pose a big threat to him.

But if you don't have the consciousness to cast spells after going crazy, you will probably be taught to be a dragon by the cannons of this era.

Bai Long weighed the danger he might face, and still felt a little out of his mind.

After entering this world for more than a month, Bai Long still hasn't sensed where the danger is in this world.

It wasn't until almost two months later that Baihe finally found something special in this world.

That day, the proprietress of the hotel was holding his son in the lobby, a typical shy and typical American teenager, and laughed ecstatically: "Hahahahaha, my son! My son is accepted! He passed the test. God, I knew it! He was going to be amazing, he got into Miskatonic University!"

The drinkers respectfully flattered that in this era, not many American commoner families were able to enter university.

Baihe, who was hiding in the corner of the bar, was stunned for a moment, and spit out a mouthful of water.

Miskatonic University, Shirakawa rolled his eyes, hoping that the poor child would still be a normal person after four years.

At the beginning of the 20th century, Miskatonic, the crazy magic that erodes the will... Cthulhu.

Bai He narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and walked out of the tavern.

[Host, what are your thoughts? 】

"According to Lovecraft's original work, as long as you don't die in this world, there is generally no danger of death, but there is a problem here." Bai He frowned.

"what is the problem?"

"With the big octopus head in the Pacific Ocean that can be knocked over by a fishing boat alone, can the danger level of this world be 20?"

Bai He fell into deep thought.

There is something strange.

……

After thinking about it, Bai He didn't go too deep into it.

If the danger of this world is 10, then the big octopus head in the Pacific Ocean is more than enough as the boss at the bottom. Looking at most of Mr. Luo's writings, these bosses and the family members of the boss are more inclined to destroy the consciousness of those who have no intention of intervening, followed by the body, the big boss. In most of the writings, there is a fear beyond rationality that drives the protagonist mad.

Bai He is not afraid of this. His strong nerves and Erbi's mind support his endurance. There are not many things that can scare a dragon to death, not to mention a dragon who talks and laughs with magic all day long.

It's just that Bai Long was a little worried. He suddenly felt the weakness of these three-body people's consciousness: "You... are you okay... aren't you?"

[…The world consciousness here is extremely unfriendly to our current form of existence. 】S1 hesitated for a while, and said: 【When we came into contact with magic power, we found that the erosion of negative energy on us was accelerated tenfold. Please try not to let us use magic to support you. Other colleagues... They seem to be less resistant to this magical environment than we are in ghost form. 】

"I have opened all the sub-brain permissions, you can hide in it. It is enough to protect my spirit at the most critical time." Bai He pondered for a while and made a decision: "If the difficulty level of this world is not 10 but 20, then there must be some extremely terrible things that we will encounter, just like when I met you, it is likely to be an irresistible encounter, so it is better to give up this possibility."

【So? 】

"Sleep first, then go to sleep." Bai He said, "Let's hide a good place and see what the world can do to us."

The white gentian became small and drilled into the sewers of the Boston City Government. He drilled a hole at the bottom of the sewer to a place deeper than the groundwater layer to open a temporary nest. Soil removal and other spells have opened up a huge cave, and the movement of the project is subtle, not disturbing the government offices above.

Bai He returned to his original form and lay in the cave, and took the trouble to arrange various spells around the cave—although the pollution of the world consciousness is very annoying, it is obviously impossible to stop eating because of choking.

Under the heavy protection, Baihe began to fall asleep.

In the long breath, the posture of the white dragon changed again. Although it did not become larger, the sense of incongruity gradually disappeared. The structure of flesh, bone marrow, and internal organs became more mysterious and could accommodate a larger amount of And higher density magic.

Some of the rough and ferocious features on the body of the white dragon became sharper, the thick and cumbersome details were further refined, the old scales fell off, and the new scales spontaneously flashed a dull and mysterious luster-the original scientific effect was transformed into a kind of The special effect of mixing with magic, the whole dragon is entangled in the starlight that seems to be mixed with clouds and mist, and it looks more like a pure magical creature than a pure beast.

At first glance, it is still a white dragon, but a careful person will break free from this impression~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and find that this white dragon is obviously different.

The bloodline of the dragon's warlock has been further strengthened in the body of Baihe, reaching the point where it can directly touch the second ring of the magic net. A dragon at the young stage has such a natural magical ability, which has far surpassed Bahamut or Tiama. Special settings for non-legendary dragons.

Some nerves protruded from the muscle tissue above the heart and penetrated deeply into the accessory brain. Soon, this high-tech thing penetrated with the magic power of the dragon spirit attached to the dragon nerve, and the structure was formed. After the change, it was originally like a transplanted tissue outside the dragon's body, but now it seems to be tightly connected to Baihe's body tissue like a native tissue.

The three-body people panicked for a while, and then they adapted to this environment. It's just that they suddenly felt that their authority over this sub-brain was further and completely stripped, and now they are just a user.

The spontaneous adjustment did not end like this. The tenacious dragon nerves protruded from the accessory brain again, and spread and inserted into the artificial body and skeletal protective layer that the Trisolaran scientists later placed in Baihe. They began to fine-tune their shape. The places that originally appeared incongruous inside and outside the white dragon's body gradually disappeared, and the body shape became more natural.

After the adjustment, the white dragon did not stop hibernating. This change enhanced his body's ability to accommodate magic power. The original abnormal growth rate was suppressed and adjusted for a very short time, and more subtle adjustments appeared in various areas of Baihe's body. He also needs longer.

On a certain day when the white dragon was asleep, it seemed that something disturbed the magic protection of the outer layer of the white river. This feeling only lasted for less than a moment and then returned to normal. The dark hole shone on the body of the white dragon. It was still silent, as if nothing had happened.