The Will of Middle-earth

Wesley looked at the endless forest and was speechless. With such a large forest and such tall trees, this was definitely not Earth. He didn't know how to describe his mind now. Was the mapping theory of parallel worlds now useless?

With a heavy heart, Wesley climbed down and put the equipment away. Then he sat down on an exposed tree root, took out a cigarette and smoked it, frowning. This place was too strange. What had limited his technological equipment? Now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, unless there was a new way.

As he smoked one cigarette after another, Wesley felt extremely irritated. The feeling of being watched was still there, which made his irritable mood worse. His eyes began to sweep around him, filled with killing intent. The surrounding air was a little cold, and the energy of the space gem began to fluctuate.

Wesley expressed anger through his actions, anger at everything, and the creature or whatever was watching him seemed to sense Wesley's anger.

A small squirrel ran out and squeaked at Wesley before turning to leave. Wesley hurried after it. He didn't understand what it meant, but he finally saw a living thing, and it was a squirrel. It was the same as on Earth, but its eyes were more intelligent.

Squirrel ran along, looking back from time to time. When he saw Wesley following him, he immediately ran on. The sky darkened, but Squirrel ran unhindered, and Wesley did not lose him. Finally, they came to an empty place.

There were many small animals gathered here. There were all kinds of animals, some of which had been seen on Earth, and some of which had not been seen before. In the center of the open space was a huge white energy body. The white light it emitted was very dazzling, but it did not hurt your eyes. You could look at it directly.

Wesley was feeling very complicated at the moment. He could feel the life force of the white energy body. It was an energy life form, just like the apple upgraded after his second transmigration and finally guessed the final form of life.

Now that he saw it and proved it, but the place and time were wrong, he had no intention of becoming this life form now. He was anxious to go home.

"Huh?" A stream of mental energy tried to enter Wesley's brain, but it was stopped by the space gem. Wesley put away the dagger in an instant and began to gather energy with both hands. Now the only way he can fight is the way of the sorcerer.

"No need to be nervous. You are a human, right?" The white energy body actually spoke, and it was English. Did the whole universe speak English?

Wesley nodded, then continued to look at her. "Very well, but you are not of this world. Where do you come from?"

Wesley was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm traveling in a parallel universe. I came from another parallel universe, but it seems I chose the wrong direction."

"That should be the case. What you use does not conform to the natural laws here, so it is forbidden. However, I can help you temporarily open this ban."

Wesley was a little excited when he heard this. If he could really use the flying shuttle, then he could try to go back. But the other party's words were obviously conditional. "You have conditions?" he asked tentatively.

"Yes, I am the will of this world. This forest is hidden in this world, so it is impossible for you to get out unless you use the energy in your body to grow powerful energy. However, you need to fight against me."

"The will of the world? Since you are the will of the world, what can I do for you?" Wesley did not understand. Wasn't the will of the world the strongest?

"As the will of the world, I have to be fair, so I usually won't take action, but you are different. You can, so I need your help. This world is sick, and a tumor has appeared for a long time, but the creatures outside are too greedy, especially you humans."

Wesley frowned. 'The world is sick? What kind of situation is that?'

The World Will continued, "A Demon Lord created a ring with powerful magic power, but I can't destroy it with my own hands, so I want you to go."

"Is that fair?" Wesley asked.

"Of course, you can only fight with the rules here. That also limits your ability, so it's still fair."

"What's your world called?"

"Middle Earth."

Wesley was surprised, and the Mid-World Will looked at Wesley and asked, "You've heard of it?"

"We have a fictional story in the universe. It will be Middle-earth. That ring is the Ring. The Devil's name is Sauron, right?" Wesley asked.

"Not bad. It seems that our universes are not very different."

"Do you know anything about parallel universes?" The other party did not seem surprised, so Wesley asked hurriedly.

"I don't understand. I know very little about the situation. In the long years, you are not the first outsider to pass by here, but I have always been vigilant of outsiders who come over. If I didn't have something for you to do, I would have let you leave directly. Now I can only say sorry."

Wesley could only accept his bad luck, unless he fought the will of Middle-earth. He would lose for sure, and most likely he would escape into the universe. There was bound to be a universe here, but then he would have no way to return to his original place, and the results of the experiment would deviate greatly. It was his first time doing such an experiment, and he had to be careful.

"Okay, I can help you, but how should I fight?" Wesley asked.

"Sword and magic, I think you can use magic for the use of energy in your body. Of course, you have to learn this yourself. I can't give it to you. This is not fair to the other creatures in Middle-earth, but I can give you a few weapons. I can give you the weapons made by the creatures in Middle-earth."

Wesley pursed his lips, then drew with his hands. He wanted to use magic, but he couldn't sketch the elemental core. "No need. The magic you use is incompatible with this world. You need to chant here and communicate with the magic elements with your voice. Otherwise, even if you draw the right elements, it will be useless."

Wesley was speechless. Was this the power of the laws of the world? Even if he understood the highest level of language in the universe, it wouldn't work. The universe was different. There were always some changes. Magic needed to be chanted. This was a very bad way to do it.