Chapter 477 Return to Nicomedia

At this time, in the Wuji plane, Su Nan and others were moving quickly.

The entire Wuji plane is like an endless passage. Warwick and the blind prophet have halos shuttling through the passage. They are traveling through the Wuji plane as if they are riding a roller coaster in the channel of knowledge.

Based on Su Nan’s current knowledge, the Wuji plane does have no end, but he still discovered that there is a certain connection between the movement within the Wuji plane and the spatial movement outside the Wuji plane.

The Wuji plane is like an abstract channel. Unlike ordinary planes, you can travel through the Wuji plane and move in the void.

At this moment, many phantoms appeared in the void in the Wuji plane channel.

Sunan said to Warwick: “You see, there are influences in the Wuji plane that correspond to the external void, but we know very little about the Wuji plane now.”

“If the Wuji Plane doesn’t pass through, we will be in trouble at any place we know in the void. We can only return to the starting point, which is the entrance to Stormwind Castle.”

Warwick said: “Young Master, can we use the werewolf’s immortality to forcibly cross the void?”

Sunan shook his head. “Not likely.”

“An immortal body can only be used for short-distance travel in the void, because as long as the distance is far enough, we will lose the direction of movement in the void.”

“The void is too vast. Even if it is just a sea of ​​chaos, it is still so vast to us.”

You know, if they could really travel through the Chaos Sea, they would be able to quickly discover the chaotic energy surrounding the void inside the Chaos Sea.

But now that there is nothing there, it means that they are now only in a small void area in the Chaos Sea.

The Chaos Sea is just a small bubble in the vast void, and the void area where they are located is also a small bubble within the Chaos Sea.

The Wuji Plane Channel seems boundless and crosses many boundaries of the void, but in fact, to the void, it is just that short in length.

Although Sunan was also surprised, in fact, even a three-ring wizard was too insignificant for the void.

Sunan’s magic power has been closely staring at the void image corresponding to the Wuji plane, trying to confirm whether he would pass through the void area he had encountered before.

About an hour later, Sunan’s magic power suddenly became active. He used his magic power to capture the empty scene outside the Wuji plane channel, “Our movement speed has slowed down.”

“In the Wuji plane, knowledge is needed to move. The prophet just conveyed knowledge to us, and I used logic and inference to obtain knowledge, but knowledge will be consumed.”

“The Wuji Plane is a plane that squeezes people’s knowledge. There is a moderate degree of danger in moving here.”

“Because if we can’t provide enough knowledge, we will be trapped in the Wuji plane. Similarly, if we want to leave, we have to give up some knowledge.”

Sunan threw a second-ring spell model from Emperor Caspian’s magic heritage to the Wuji Plane Channel. In just a moment, the Wuji Plane Channel began to vibrate.

Warwick and others felt that they were about to be thrown out of the Wuji plane.

Sunan said: “We are very lucky. This Wuji plane went around the main material plane and then went back.”

“This Wuji plane is like a U-shaped channel, covering the top of the Wuji plane.”

“This location is right above the Nicomedia Empire.”

Warwick was forcibly thrown out of the Wuji plane, and they appeared in the space of blue sky and white clouds in the main material plane.

At this moment, the blind prophet seemed to want to escape, but Warwick had already caught him with his wolf claws and fell into the sky with him. Warwick fell heavily on the ground, creating a hole in the ground.

Sunan’s vision then appeared beside them. “Warwick, bring the prophet to me.”

Sunan glanced around and found that they were on the coastline at the edge of the Nicomedia Empire. There were only a few extremely simple villages on the coastline.

At that time, the territory of the Nicomedia Empire was not seriously invaded by the evil spirits of hell, so these villages were still living and working normally.

Warwick climbed out of the pit and went to the palace of the Nicomedia Empire.

Sunan had told him that he would wait at the palace of the Nicomedia Empire.

After all, the Storm Kingdom is too dangerous now. It is the territory of Hell, and even the humans among them may have already defected to Hell.

Therefore, Sunan was not prepared to imprison the blind prophet in the Storm Kingdom.

……

In a remote city of the Holy Kingdom of Brittany, at dusk, a hooded dark wanderer walks through the city.

“My artifact [Spear of Indifference] should be sealed here. But even after destroying all the churches in this city, I still couldn’t find the location of my sealed artifact.”

“Where is it?”

“Where would the wizards and gods from more than two thousand years ago put my spear of indifference?”

The Dark Wanderer walked silently in the streets and alleys. When he passed by people, everyone felt so cold and damp, shivering all over, but they did not realize that the person walking past them was the King of Hell.

The Dark Wanderer suddenly frowned, “Has the prophet been captured? In this case, I can’t ask him to predict the location of my artifact for me.”

“Too much trouble.”

The Dark Wanderer suddenly turned his eyes and saw a vegetable vendor on the street, staring at him, but after he looked at him, he suddenly kicked down the vegetables he was selling, and when he realized that the Dark Wanderer was staring at him, he turned and ran away.

But the next moment, the vendor turned around and saw the Dark Wanderer in the crowd looking at him with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

The Dark Wanderer grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up. “Why run away? Who can resist indifference?”

“I see. No wonder I destroyed all the churches in this city and didn’t find what I was looking for.”

“It turns out that you guardians have left the church and are hiding among the people.”

“I am very disappointed. The Church of Order is still at this level after more than 2,000 years. It is a pity that no matter how many rules and doctrines you use, the bad nature of creatures from the material plane will still exist and will not disappear.”

“No, let’s try it. Tell me the location of my artifact.”

“Tell me, and I will let you live. I will never hurt you and will watch you escape from my sight.”

The priest disguised as a peddler struggled for a while, but finally bowed his head helplessly and said, “I say…”

(End of this chapter)