The Witcher: Starting with Infinite Soul Sand

"Sir, the celestial soul furnace has been preheated and is waiting for orders." "At full power, you will see the origin of the plane within three days." Kevin stood on the top of the wizard tower, looking down at the peaceful first-level plane below him. "This is the last one. I hope there are enough sources." A shadow of a black skull appeared in Kevin's mind, and the distance was completely solid, as if it was just a little bit away. [Wither Skull (Creation)] + [Soul Sand (Creation)] → [Wither (Creation)] "The secret of the soul will be opened to me, and the path to a fourth-level wizard is no longer far away." Kevin looked at the other entries in Soul. [Soul Torch (Survival)], [Iron Block (Creation)], [Golden Apple (Survival)]...... The abyss is always expanding, hell is always hiding in the shadows, wars between civilizations continue, and the blood of gods has long been spread across the sea of ​​stars. More plane origins, more entries, more knowledge, more levels, Kevin wants to live, always live, and become an immortal wizard.