Hill understood what Liszt meant and laughed helplessly: "Of course it's luck, the magic book can be obtained later. Although I don't know who did this, he probably miscalculated the number of undead.
I also underestimated their level. I think there aren’t enough legends in this world to surpass the undead, right?”
"Very few." Liszt said simply, "This is a world where the gods have the upper hand. It's a bit like the previous novels, the kind of world where three thousand gods compete for faith.
Mages are still very strong, but they are not the mainstream in the world.
The children of nobles are all sent to the temple, and only businessmen allow their children to become mages.
After all, the mage's lethality is still powerful enough, so he is very suitable as a bodyguard."
"What?" Hill changed his tone in surprise, "Is this world so chaotic that mages can only be bodyguards?"
"The inheritance of a mage is more difficult." Liszt said sincerely. "A low-level mage has to study hard for more than ten years or even decades, while a priest only needs the approval of the gods to advance.
At high levels, mages are indeed very powerful, but priests will not fight you alone, they will fight in groups.
People seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
You may not become a high-level mage after spending decades, but you can definitely become a high-level priest after decades of devotion.
This is already the consensus of the world.
Although I can also find in the records of this magician that such a devout believer may only be given one quota in every temple every ten years.
However, there are so many temples, which gives the world the feeling that everyone has a chance.
Especially the children of nobles, they have more opportunities than ordinary people.
On the contrary, businessmen prefer to train mages, after all, as long as one is trained, the trade route will be much safer!"
"There are so many temples, why are they not safe? Are they robbing each other?" Hill asked puzzledly.
"It's not just the relationship between rival temples that cut off contact with each other, forcing these caravans to take detours in the wilderness. There are also some temples that have been completely ruined. Their gods may be sleeping but not necessarily dead.
So the priests and knights hid in the wilderness waiting for the gods to awaken.
When they saw the caravan, most of them chose to intercept the goods and kill them.
The mage has more methods and can block anyone no matter what kind of person they are.
Moreover, the mage can fly. If he ran into the city and called his enemies, he would be doomed.
Therefore, it will be much safer to take a mage with you in the wilderness."
Hill just felt that there were too many slots and no words to talk about.
However, it seems that the world is still the world that was meant to be, right?
No wonder the God of Time and Space told Aglaia that this world was meaningless to them.
In a world that has become accustomed to belief in gods, it is too late for the god Trasil to hide!
Hill couldn't help laughing and turned towards the floating ladder: "These gods absorb the power of faith without fear? Do they have any way to burn off the poison of faith?"
"It doesn't look like it." Liszt followed in and ascended directly on the floating ladder. "I can feel that these gods have completely lost their own personalities. They are completely acting according to their own priestly duties.
The opposite of the law is often the enemy.
This is simply impossible in Trasil.
Why does the God of Water have to be the enemy of the God of Fire?
Water warlocks won’t start fighting upon seeing fire warlocks.”
"But for humans, there is nothing wrong with it.
Such a god, with a little carelessness, can turn into a human sword." Hill said thoughtfully, "Are there elves in this world?"
"There are dwarves. But there are no elves." Liszt replied. "There are legends about elves, but it is said that they were enemies of a certain god and were eventually expelled from the world."
"Someone?" Hill asked playfully.
"Yes, this person's name has disappeared from history." Liszt replied happily, "A god once tried to crown this 'someone' on his head, but in the end it became 'someone'.
"
"Although it's a bit incredible, I guess this world is a testing ground created by someone with the same powerful divine power as Corellon and World Tree.
Corellon probably didn't have any good intentions when he took out the coordinates of this world.
It’s really interesting, Yggdrasil has also acquiesced, who can make them both so annoying?
Otherwise, even a kind-hearted god would not be so kind and care about other people's affairs."
Liszt shook his head: "This tower spirit doesn't have much common sense. He is probably the most rigid among the intermediates and does not take the initiative to learn. It is completely different from the original Sri and Martha.
After the magic tower is sorted out, I will record and sort out all the various books and see if there are any clues."
The floating ladder door opened and Hill walked into the small foyer.
He decided to give up exploring this world first and fix his place for the future.
In this world, it is obvious that no matter how powerful the undead are, they cannot just blend in with a large team and rush to kill like Gernes before.
The undead are about to enter the story mode from the battlefield mode.
Hill didn't know how long it would take them to find the clue in such a chaotic world, but he knew that he had to study for a long time.
Therefore, the first thing he did was to sort out a place for himself to live in for a few years. However, the idea of renovating and settling down became less and less popular.
"What kind of construction method is this?" Hill was a little confused. His own magic tower was indeed different. The independent space was very large. By default, only a few guests could go to the top floor, so he did it at the exit of the floating ladder.
A large living room.
But even the most traditional magic tower, shouldn’t it be a large reception hall connected to a circular corridor?
Why did the original owner put such a small foyer?
It’s not convenient for him to use the floating ladder by himself!
"Very few people come here! They take the stairs. Including the tower owner. When he is in an emergency, he always flies by himself.
His floating ladder is just a decoration. The original speed is very slow." Liszt replied, "There are doors on both sides of the hall. On the left is his study and bedroom. On the right is the laboratory, and outside the laboratory is the spiral staircase.
."
"Are the laboratory and residence together?" Hill murmured, "Forget it, I'll just build a new one! Let's first see how the laboratories in this world are arranged, and then I'll refine the tools myself.
Come out and forget it."
"The world has not changed much for mage's things." Liszt replied, "The difference is only in the material. Sir, you can make it yourself."
The level of sophistication of alchemy equipment is far behind that of Trasil, and there is no such alchemy workshop."
Hill nodded: "That at least proves that they can fulfill their needs with such a simple thing, otherwise they will definitely improve."
No matter how poor the mage is, he will not save money on his most important experiment.
Hill followed Liszt into the study, first put away the bookshelf and desk, and then went to the laboratory to collect everything.
As for the bedroom, he only found a private warehouse, some mage equipment and jewelry, and some particularly precious materials.
Although many of them were only small pieces, Hill was relieved.
Fortunately, most of the products in the fantasy world are similar, with some specialties at most, while Trasil has none or very few.
On the contrary, the elemental world above the head is still the same, and the elemental output is of course similar.
Hill felt that it would not take long for him to buy these things from the undead.
The mage's robes are all black and loose-fitting, and the magic circle on them is simply fireproof, waterproof, acidproof, and self-cleaning.
The levels were all very low. If Hill increased his mana slightly, the fireball burned a piece of clothing.
Hill's fire spells are probably a little stronger than those of the undead, or maybe not as good as them. After all, Hill's fire spell is not easy to use.
Hill remembered that there seemed to be a basic magic circle book in the bookshelf, so he decided to learn it carefully. At least, he should use an intermediate magic circle for his clothes, right?
No, no, he is really stupid to make an intermediate magic circle. He can do it as well as he can! He is a legend!
Hill believed in his learning ability. He would not leave this place for the time being anyway. Only after he had at least learned a lesson, would he set out to see the city.
When Hill arrived at the large warehouse on the eighth floor, he was in a daze. He repeatedly confirmed with Lister that the former tower owner had really placed the warehouse containing ordinary items on the eighth floor!
Not only low-grade materials such as iron ore and wood, but also food and clothing are stored here.
Hill gave up the last bit of hesitation and no longer considered whether to pretend to be just like the former tower owner.
He really felt that even if there was a little bit of danger, he seemed to be unable to do that.
Anyway, this person's level is not legendary, right?
Hill quickly turned around and confirmed with Liszt.
"This world is based on levels." Liszt replied, "Sir, you should know that it is the classification from level 1 to level 20 and above.
When you advance to level 2, you can learn new spells."
"Magic Network?" Hill asked in surprise.
"No." Liszt replied, "It's just that it's divided in this way, but you still need to learn it yourself, and you can't use spells directly from the magic network.
There is no limit to the spells they can use every day, but learning spells is also difficult.
Maybe because the magic is set like that, the mages also use the same level for calculation."
Hill nodded. Although he didn't know who originally decided to classify mages in this way, if it was him, he would set it up this way.
Otherwise, if any mage really gets into a fight with some messy temple, he has to know which level of priest he can kill!
"Where is the place below the seventh floor?" Hill asked slowly.
"The seventh floor is the indoor botanical garden, and the sixth floor is the guest room. It seems he still has guests.
But it’s mainly employees.”
"ah?"
"Sorcerer-level bodyguards are very expensive. He just accepted a very well-paid mission and took the apprentices in his tower away never to return."
This chapter has been completed!