After crossing the purple "Gate to Another World", Master Verrui felt only a chill that invaded his soul. He looked up and saw a vast expanse of space. In the far distance, there were silver-white strands of light rolling continuously.
Like the gathering stars, more like the ever-changing thoughts.
Master Verrui quickly retracted his vision. He knew very well that he was in a half plane of the star world at this moment, and the silver stars in the "sky" were actually the reflection of the thinking and soul of intelligent creatures in reality. If you observe too closely,
, you may also be involved in it - the star world is such an unruly environment.
Although there is no distinction between up, down, left, and right directions in the star world, the demiplane that Master Verrui came to still has a "ground". Looking at it, it is a huge island that stretches for several miles, or it can be said to be a floating island in the star world.
island.
The island has mountainous plains, rivers and lakes and other terrains, as well as fields with neat borders and magnificent pyramid-like buildings. Invisible dimensional barriers envelope the entire island. From the "outside" it looks like a pocket sandbox set in a crystal ball. Although
In the star realm, the existence of this demiplane cannot be directly observed with the naked eye.
As soon as Master Verrui landed, a dark red magic bat flew in front of him and asked in a sharp voice: "Hey! Show me your identity! Otherwise I will call the Construct Guards!"
For such a role that was similar to that of a housekeeper, Master Verrui was too lazy to vent his anger. He took out a mithril round card and lit up the blue aura.
The thin man with a long head and face looked at the magic bat twice and said in a mocking tone: "Ha! It's this incompetent apprentice! What are you doing back here? Archmage Hesseken has already expelled you!"
Although Master Verrui behaves kindly in front of others, after all, he is a high-ranking mage with the Eye of Mystery. He should be highly respected and cannot be offended by this humble magic bat. As long as Master Verre is willing, he will be respected.
A single spell can turn it into ashes.
But he absolutely did not dare to do so at this time, and quickly took out a gem: "I have something to do and need to visit the teacher. Please convey it to me, Mr. Butler."
The magic bat's eyes lit up, and he quickly snatched away the gem, holding it tightly in his arms, fearing that Master Verrui would take it back, and said: "It seems you are quite sensible~ You are nearby here
Wait a minute, I will personally inform Archmage Hesseken. As for whether he is willing to see you, it depends on the mood of the Archmage!"
Master Verrui kept nodding his head, but as he had studied arcane magic in this demiplane, he knew very well that there were at least two hundred magic bats here, and this guy was not qualified to directly send a message to the Archmage.
The daily job of these magic bats is to monitor all movements in the demiplane on behalf of the archmage, and occasionally responsible for delivering messages and cleaning. If the archmage is unhappy, they will use a magic bat to vent their anger. The specific method is to tear the magic bat into pieces alive.
Fortunately, mephits are cunning and greedy by nature, and they also like to listen to flattery. A gem of ordinary quality can bribe them.
Master Verre waited for a moment, so he wouldn't wander around like a new apprentice? So as not to touch any newly set rune traps and spell turrets. This demiplane in the astral world? Creator
Is he the legendary mage of the Mysterious Eye? The "Withering Death Moon" Herzeken, who was of the same era as "Golden Wisdom" Mikosi, is recognized as the most outstanding necromancer in the contemporary era.
During the Battle of Ghost Bay, in order to prevent the Green Ring from drawing power from nature, Herzeken cast the legendary necromantic spell "Eternal Withering"? Directly draining all the life out of the large dense forests and swamps around the Green Ring Stonehenge?
The souls of a large number of members of the Green Circle were twisted into ghosts. To this day, there is still huge negative energy lingering in that area? It is a place of death that ordinary people avoid and cannot be purified even by the miracles of the church.
Such a powerful existence? He has very little interest in reality. In fact, since the battle of Ghost Bay, the Archmage Herzeken has not appeared again? He has never participated in the affairs of the Mysterious Eye and concentrated on studying arcana in his own demiplane.
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If Val Ray had not been his apprentice, others would not expect to be able to teleport to this demiplane easily. Any offensive behavior would face the wrath of the most outstanding and powerful necromancer of our time.
Master Verre waited in a nervous mood for a long time, until the magic bat flew over in a hurry and told him that he could go to the pyramid in the demiplane, which was the mage tower of the "Withering Death Moon".
Follow the magic bat into the mage tower that resembles a mausoleum, and pass through doorways with strong auras. The stone-carved lampposts on the left and right sides light up with green phosphorus fire, adding to the eerie atmosphere.
Master Verre occasionally passed by a few rooms. Some of the doors were closed, but screams could still be heard. Others had flesh golems staggering in and out, exuding a disgusting smell of alchemical spices and rotten flesh.
This brought back the memory of Master Verre. When he was young, he was also the apprentice of Archmage Hesseken. Of course, I am not talking about the kind of apprentice who serves tea and water or cleans the room. In fact, he had mastered the fifth level arcana at that time.
He is considered a rare genius in the Eye of Mystery and was recommended to study in the demiplane of the "Withering Death Moon".
Master Verrui adjusted his thinking. He did not intend to recall those memories that made him frightened. He followed the magic bat to a bronze door with a mysterious star map carved on it. The door leaf was more than thirty feet high, and it did not look like a human being at all.
The portal that the human race needs.
The magic bat cast a small spell, and a rattling sound came from the depths of the bronze door. The thick bronze door slowly opened, causing a strong wind to blow, causing Valery's mage robe to fly.
The magic bat waved for Verrui to enter, but before he could see the figure, a calm, majestic and slightly cold voice came from the space inside, which was similar to a super large library: "What? You are planning to instruct me to deal with it this time.
Who is it? Is it the Tower of Pentagram? Or is it directly attacking the empire?"
Verrui quickly lowered his head: "How dare I instruct the teacher?"
"Of course you don't dare!" No one was seen, and a hair-raising howl echoed in the library. The range of the "banshee's howl" instantly concentrated its power on Valerie, almost destroying his body.
My heart was crushed, and I knelt down on the spot. The black and white lights in front of my eyes were mixed, and I couldn't even cast a spell to resist.
"Oh? There is actually the church's 'anti-death barrier' for protection." The archmage's voice gradually became clearer: "But I also mixed in the effect of 'law death'. If you hadn't given yourself a constant 'advanced false life'
, it is estimated that it has turned into a dead body now."
Blood gushed out of Verre's eyes. The mentor and the apprentice competed with each other in spells. This was the rule of this demiplane. The Archmage Herzeken would cast spells on the apprentice as he pleased. As for whether it was to test his coping ability, it was purely for fun.
, no one knows.
In front of Verrui's eyes, a tall and thin mummy wearing a loose robe floated slowly towards the ground without touching the ground. The gray-white skin stuck to the shriveled skeleton, as if it had been brushed with a layer of wax, giving it a shiny sheen.
This is the "Withering Death Moon" Archmage Heseken, a legendary mage who transformed himself into a lich. There are also magic crystals swirling around the skull, but the number has reached twelve, which shows that the strength of his soul is extremely
amazing.
"Treat yourself quickly if you're not dead, so I don't have to call someone to collect the body." Hesseken waved his hand, then picked up the ancient book in his hand and concentrated on reading. The library reverberated with faint chanting.
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Verrui cast the trigger spell set on his body, barely maintaining his body functions, and then hurriedly drank the healing potion, not daring to waste any time. Before wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes, he quickly said: "Teacher, I hope I can get it this time."
your support."
"No help." Hesseken said without looking back: "When we were dealing with the Green Ring, you said that as long as I cast a spell, I would be able to attract Morgan Merlin to show up. As a result, until the Green Ring was almost dead, that person
The archdruid didn't show up. I'm disappointed, very disappointed."
Verrue adjusted his tone and said with a hint of temptation: "Teacher, I will not disappoint you this time. We will cooperate with the Church Missionary School to seize the missionary spear that is owned by the Bible Scribing School."
Hesseken flipped through the book for a moment, and the surrounding air suddenly turned cold: "What did you do to take that thing?"
"This church artifact will be a weapon we use to deal with the 'Duke of the Heart' in Evergreen City and the legendary mages of the Tower of Pentagram. It will be able to safeguard the rights and interests of our Eye of Mystery in the New World..."
"Does this have anything to do with me?" Hesseken was too lazy to listen: "Let me put it bluntly, even if you and those people who like to tease you monopolize the New World, so what? You will never touch the legend in your life.
Level, no matter how much money you spend, no matter how many resources you throw at it, it’s useless, don’t be wishful thinking.
As for the rights of the Mysterious Eye in the New World, do I need it? This demiplane can directly absorb energy and materials from the elemental plane, and can form the minerals I need, even rare minerals. At most, it will take decades to adjust the demiplane.
It’s about the fine structure of the surface, and I have plenty of time.”
"Teacher, are you going to sit back and watch the magicians from the Mission Institute seize the Spear of Mission?" Verrue asked.
"What do you want to say?"
"It was this church artifact that defeated Mikosi the 'Golden Wisdom'. Teacher, haven't you always regarded Mikosi as a competitor? Haven't you been concerned about Mikosi's defeat at the hands of the magic stick for a long time?" Verle
Rui said: "Instead of letting the Mission Academy seize the artifact and once again become a threat to our mages, it is better for us mages to control it. On the one hand, it will completely weaken the power of the church, and at the same time, it can also prove that the teacher has surpassed the 'golden wisdom' and 'withering'.
Death Moon is the most powerful mage in history, bar none!"
"Kid, what do you know?" Hearing someone mention Mikosi again, Hesseken couldn't help but emit that terrifying aura of fear, and the air around him was filled with an evil light visible to the naked eye.
"My current achievements in conjuration and control arcana have surpassed those of Mikosi back then. Similarly, Shadovan, the old bookworm's energy evocation and protection system, even if Mikosi comes back from the dead, will be better than Mikosi.
Not going up." Heseken was not very happy, and the Lich's tone actually contained a bit of emotion and nostalgia: "Dead people cannot make progress, but living people can."
A lich claims to be a "living person", which is a strange thing.
Verrui asked cautiously: "Teacher, who is better in necromancy, you or Mikosi? It is said that the two of you jointly discovered the treasures left behind by the necromancy, so you can transform witches."
The necromancers are far more powerful than ordinary necromancers."
"This kind of provocation is very unwise." Hesseken closed the thick ancient book, dust was flying, and he slowly turned around. The light of fear made Verrue unable to raise his head.
"I just think that the church artifact that even Mikosi can't stop should not be mastered by others from a utilitarian point of view. And if this artifact is thoroughly studied by you, teacher, can it also be used in necromancy?
Surpass the predecessors and achieve true immortality, immortality, and immortality?" Verrui's expression is still gentle: "When the time comes, teacher, you will be eternity."
Hesseken was silent for a moment, and a pair of phosphorus fire appeared in the skull's eye sockets.
"This kind of eloquence has confused a lot of people, right?" The Lich said without any fluctuations in his tone: "In addition to me, how many legendary mages have moved the Eye of Mystery?"
"Both of them are far inferior to you, teacher. They only have worldly interests in their minds." Verray replied: "But they still have concerns about being clearly hostile to the church."
"Two legendary mages, this battle is big enough." Hesseken waved his hand: "You don't expect to ask me for help. You just hope to get my permission. If I endorse you, then others will follow.
You cooperate."
"Teacher's wisdom is like the stars' insight into all things in the world." Verrue did not hesitate to express his praise.
"It's disgusting. Even I, a lich, find it disgusting." Hesseken waved his hand and threw a seal ring to the opponent: "With this as a proof, it is enough. I will not participate in the actual battle. If you fail, your soul will directly belong to me.
All. Now before I regret it, get out of here!"
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Wolf raised his eyes and looked up. At the end of the lush land and under the distant mountains, there was a quiet town, exuding magnificent spiritual light fluctuations. There was nothing magical about it to the naked eye. Instead, it looked like those beautiful scenery and bright mountains and rivers.
Tourist town.
If you look left and right along the road, you can see water-powered mills beside rivers and ditches, as well as farmers coming and going. There are also some young scholars in the countryside who are obviously not dressed like farmers, and they are followed by priests of the order wearing dark green knee-length robes.
Learn about agriculture and herbal medicine.
"Evergreen City seems to have changed a lot." Wolf said to Labelle standing aside.
"Yes, Evergreen City has been undergoing continuous transformation both internally and externally since the defeat of Gran Faz. Every year, many mages, alchemists and adventurers from all walks of life come here. Most of them come to exchange and learn. Some
People have converted to the Star Cult, or joined the Immortal Golden Flower Society." Labelle said: "Captain, if you plan to stay in Evergreen City, you can give guidance to the young people at the Battle Academy. You are teaching the berserker skills in the south.
I've heard about it too."
Wolf shook his head and said: "It has been ten years since I left Chai Dui Town, and I am still a captain. Now you are not the guard captain of Evergreen City, but a senior officer of the Mutual Protection Alliance, and you are in charge of thousands of people.
The name 'Silver Bow' is much louder than that of a Berserker like me."
Labelle, who was wearing armor tightly and neatly, habitually raised his hand to touch the longbow behind him. Since it has been used as a medium for him to display his psychic powers for a long time, his yew longbow has a special astral body inside and outside. According to the Austrian
According to Dr. Lanso, this long bow can be regarded as a "magic weapon". It is integrated with La Belle's body and mind. It can fire mind blade spiritual arrows with an attack distance of more than a thousand feet, and it can continue to accompany its own spiritual attainments.
improve.
After long-term spiritual sacrifice, the material of the yew longbow has been transformed from the inside out, and even the color has become silvery and shiny, like a crescent moon. In addition, La Belle once used his spiritual power to move the sword far away.
He sniped and killed the enemy mage from a distance and became famous in one battle, earning him the title "Silver Bow".
Labelle smiled and said: "In the eyes of our earliest batch of spiritual warriors, you will always be the captain."