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Chapter 682 The contact opposite the crystal

 Hill smiled helplessly. Azus, who had a more persistent temperament, might not necessarily be willing to resurrect his direct descendants at midnight.

He was really in love with his ex, the real Mystra, and he was kind to Midnight, just because he regarded her as the continuation of his lover's career.

Not to mention the heirs who share the blood of both of them, Azuth must have taken a very close look at them.

If the Tablet of Destiny really hopes to use this method to coordinate the relationship between Midnight and Azuth, it will probably be counterproductive.

For thousands of years, Azuth and his predecessor Mystra had countless ways to make their descendants enter the ranks of gods, but they seemed to choose to let these children become freer mages without even planning to make this matter public.

Public.

Sometimes, those with weak divine power or even demi-gods do not live as comfortably as the legendary mage.

In fact, anyone who knows the identity of Leopold Maxwell can understand that one of the purposes of Azuth, the descendant who lurked into Silvermoon City, must be to get the latest news on Midnight in time, especially...

When dealing with those mages in the Magic Goddess Sect who also believe in Azuth.

After all, the Archmage in charge of the Tower of Saints in Silver Moon City is someone Azuth trusts very much.

Whenever there is any movement in the sect of the Goddess of Magic, Alustriel will be the first to react.

Although Kelben has made great achievements, Alustriel is the real controller of the North...

Even if she is not involved in those messy things, she will still have a clear grasp of all kinds of information. Just look at the metal dragons that were rescued by the Supreme Lady in time during the Year of the Dragon.

Alustriel even knows the bronze dragon hidden deep in Waterdeep, and can provide timely help.

Kelben was probably still in a daze at that time!

Although Azuth is willing to pay his loyalty to the goddess of magic, it does not mean that he does not want to live. There is nothing abnormal about taking preventive measures.

But his luck is really bad...

Hill looked at the little girl's big, bright, black and white eyes and sighed softly.

Azuth will definitely like this great-granddaughter very much.

But how much I like it now... I will be even more angry when I know the truth in the future.

So it’s no wonder that Lynn’s former friend didn’t want to explain this matter clearly. How should I say it?

What can I say?

Are the followers of the Elven Father who have a bad relationship with Mystra seen to see what thankless things they have done?

After all, in the dispute between the God of Mage and Mystra that lurked under the water, most people in Silvermoon City sided with Mystra.

In fact, everyone can understand this choice. After all, it is a choice between strong divine power and weak divine power. Except for the loyal believers of Azuth, even those who stand on both sides will prefer Mystra's side.

If Mystra hadn't died like this in the middle of the night, this choice would not be wrong at all.

Such a sad ending... They had just driven the descendants of Azuth out of the North, and even expelled Alustriel's own daughter, when they were directly assassinated by Cyric at midnight.

The coincidence of the timing will make them think that the current Mystra was distracted by this farce and suffered misfortune.

Hill smiled and reminded Linn: "Since we have guessed something, don't ask any more... We will have some fun in the future! How great, Waterdeep is so close.

I'm going to try to see if I can make a strange object that can see the center of Waterdeep.

It shouldn't be a problem, at most the speed of transmitting information is a little slower, and it needs to be fixed in a hidden place.

By the way, I might let the white-throated birds go to Waterdeep."

In a short period of time, Kelben didn't have the ability to discover those cute little bells. Even if he couldn't let Linn and the others see what was going on over there, at least Hill himself would have a chance.

Everything Suzuran sees can be synchronized to Hill's mind, which is also a kind of information transmission.

He wanted to try to see if he could create a magical object that could project this kind of image onto a screen.

There was nothing else they could do in a short time anyway.

What a blessing... Waterdeep City is not more than 500 kilometers away from Aglaia City.

"I don't know when Corellon will return!" Linn sighed. When he thought about the troublesome work ahead, he missed the undead.

Unfortunately, we still have to organize manpower to plant fields and trees. Such a big lake must not be wasted.

It's just that he might be going crazy.

Of course, Hill understood who Linn was thinking about. He smiled and replied: "It won't be long. If the magic network really can't be used, the gods should think of other ways. Otherwise, Toril's faith will be destroyed."

It was lost very quickly.”

Lynn and Hill's conversation was interrupted by a sudden roar, and the two hurriedly walked to the terrace.

Martha's voice sounded directly: "Sir, Mayor Lynn, there is a mage in the university town who did not listen to dissuasion and used the five-ring water magic.

It caused a small explosion and space storm, I have sealed off the residence over there, please deal with it in time."

Lin En sighed: "Why can't you just listen to something? I'll be there right away."

Seeing Linn jump directly from the floating castle to the roof of the three-story building below, jumping quickly towards the direction of the university town, Hill shook his head helplessly.

He didn't find it strange that this happened. Mages are very selfish people and very curious. The reason why they didn't go directly to level 7 spells was because Hill, who issued an order prohibiting the use of spells, was a legendary mage.

Hill estimated that he first tried using lower-level water spells, and he had completed them several times before, so the surrounding source power was already very unstable. Otherwise, this unbelieving mage would just have his head explode.

, will not cause a space storm.

It just so happens that it can let other mages who are eager to try it know how powerful it is.

However, Hill felt that his Mystery Lock was really good. It actually protected the space wall of Aglaia City to such an extent during the space fragmentation flashing with dangerous blue light.

It seems that as long as there are not many people using spells at the same time, at least spells of level 0 to level 2 can be used if they do not leave the range of the mystery.

Levels 3 and 4 still have to wait. Although the guy didn’t have any accidents during the test, it’s probably because the water spell he used was auxiliary, and the spell model was relatively simple, and it continued all the way from level 0. A series of spells.

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There are many reasons why most mages choose to listen to Hill and not use their own spells, but a very important point is that without the help of the magic network, most mages in Toril would have forgotten how to draw spell models... …Some people’s heads explode not because the original power is unstable, but because they drew the wrong spell model.

The higher the level of the spell, the more complex the runes and lines are. It is impossible for someone who will make mistakes when tracing in a book to directly outline the spell in the spiritual sea.

Hill actually remembered that he was someone who could even memorize alchemy blueprints, and the commonly used spells were firmly engraved in the spiritual sea, but he had no interest in becoming a guiding light for the wizards of Toril.

Let’s leave it to those adventurous sages to do it themselves!

While the whole world was in chaos, the city of Aglaia had a peaceful time.

Because of the silence of the mages, the gangsters in Waterdeep City next door finally lived a proud life. Of course, no matter how silent the mages were, they were still not easy to mess with.

Even a low-level mage will have some magic scrolls in his hand.

Regardless of the level of the magic scroll, whether it is attack or defense, or even healing, as long as it is thrown out and used, it may cause a very powerful explosion.

As long as the mages don't leave their homes, they are still very threatening.

Those who were harmed by these rampant gangs in Waterdeep City were mainly the poor... Because magic could not be used, the number of merchants and nobles hiring coolies and maids began to increase.

So gangsters started charging high protection fees.

The helpless poor people of Waterdeep once again fled in groups to Aglaia City. This time they took even greater risks. The large number of goblins and gnolls that appeared on the road claimed many lives.

But even so, they chose to escape.

The city of Neverwinter, located on the north side of Aglaia, has now begun to come under strong attack from the Luskan pirates. Even the paladins of the Silver Shield have sought permission from Hill before going to the city of Neverwinter. Supported.

Only the city of Aglaia can still find a way to survive.

It just so happened that Linn wanted to open up the wilderness between the newly emerged big lake and the city of Aglaia into fields, so he collected all these people.

Hill stood on the high terrace and looked at the small villages on the vast sky and earth. He even felt a little incredible. Has a year passed?

The year 1377 in Faerun arrived in chaos.

On the day when spring plowing officially began, Hill saw the long-lost time and space artifact in his study.

This diamond-shaped crystal slowly floated in front of Hill, flashing with silver light.

Hill couldn't help laughing, it felt like someone was sending a pop-up window calling him.

He put his hand on the crystal and heard William's smiling voice coming from the other side: "Hey, Hill, long time no see, how are you?"

"Long time no see, Your Majesty William." Hill replied with a smile, "How are you doing over there now? Is the mood of the undead still stable?"

"Don't worry about this problem..." William sighed, "The God of Time and Space has already prepared to reconnect the time points. On the undead side, only three days have passed.

Don't worry, I have a good reason why three days turned into a year for Trasil and Toril."

Hill asked in surprise: "Is it possible to come to Toril already? The power of the source doesn't seem to be that stable yet, and the gods haven't moved at all!"

"Corilon is much more anxious than me. He just left the God of Time and Space two days ago.

But it seems that he needs you to plant a space tree in your city that can become a link between Trasil and Toril.

It will probably be delivered to you soon."


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