Broad World

Chapter 812: Father and son

The Plane of Shadow is a dark and barren world. There is no sun, moon, stars, wind, rain, thunder, electricity and other natural phenomena. There are terrible monsters hidden in the distorted chaos. They look like one from a distance. A group of black swirling water or clouds, as soon as someone approaches it, it will be picked out and attacked.

As one of the very few places that are directly connected to the main plane, there are often some intruders here. Most of them jump in through some magic, and some are accidentally mistaken from areas where the isolation between the planes is weak. If you don’t have sufficient preparations, you will soon become the food for the aboriginal people here, that is, shadows, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and other monsters. If you are unlucky enough, you can even meet the shadow dragon. It's not as simple as death.

As the last surviving floating city of Netheril, the Ghost City is now stuck in a dangerous shadow plane. Since discovering that its own country is destroyed, it has never left, and has been silently guarding the last of Netheril civilization. Legacy.

Of course, for this magical city with many legendary professionals and a large number of high-level mages, the shadow plane is not dangerous at all, even if they go to **** and abyss, they are not afraid.

After all, in the era of Netheril, there were many great arcans capable of imprisoning and enslaving the demon lord or the devil duke. Among them, the two most famous artifacts, the "Dead Moon Orb" and "The Seat of Zakoxier" were born. In that era, so Yin 4∟long 4∟wind 4∟wen 4∟ learned, c≦fwx Soul City reserves enough magic knowledge, as long as they give them some time, any difficulty can be easily solved.

The High City Lord Telamante Tanshur is now standing on the tallest building in the city. It is also the top of the tall tower in the center of the entire floating city. Quietly looking at the black city wall and many towering mage towers outside the window. Without looking back, he asked, "How is the plan going? Has that humanoid mage really produced a power core comparable to the Mysera Core?"

"Very smoothly. According to the news from the Dark Thorn a few days ago, the oriole has been awakened. I believe it will not take long to obtain important information. As for the core of power you mentioned, I think it should be true. Henry Ang Mei has created an artifact that constantly exudes powerful magical power, but I am not sure if he can still create a second one."

Revalan stood in the middle of the hall, whispering reports on all the progress in the recent period. Perhaps in the eyes of all the residents of the city, he is the supreme leader of the Church of the Goddess of Night. But in front of his own father, he is like a child.

None of the twelve ghost princes dared to make any deviant behaviors before Terramante was full. They knew how unfathomable this father was, especially the indifferent and expressionless face, which perfectly covered up. His inner thoughts are like the strict laws he enacted on this city, revealing the essence of a dictator from his bones.

In order to ensure that the ghost city can retain and continue the original magic system of the Netheril era, the great arcanist adopted the most direct and violent way, and established a series of dogma by almost devilish means. The residents of the city Even if you encounter a small problem in your life, you have to go through layers of procedures. So nothing has changed in this city for thousands of years.

I have to say that this is a miracle, although Ghost City has been in a state of isolation from the world. But it is definitely not something ordinary people can do to bring the social system to a complete stop.

Anyone who can do this is either a total lunatic and paranoid, or he has absolute confidence in himself.

It's hard to say what kind of Taraman Tetanshur is, but judging from the current state, it must be a determined type.

"Oh? Are you sure that it is not through the magic net to absorb energy, but the real eternal energy core?" He turned his head slightly surprised.

Revalan nodded slightly: "Yes, father, a true eternal core. According to the spy's report, just being exposed to the air can make the caster feel that his connection with magical power is strengthened."

"Unbelievable!" Telamante couldn't help frowning. "Can you organize a capture, a never-ending power core is very useful to us, maybe it can make Ghost City stronger."

No one knows better than him how important endless energy is. If Netheril had such an artifact in the first place, it would not end up like this in the end.

The reason why Karthus wants to replace the goddess of magic is not intending to use the energy in the magic net to save the increasingly deserted country. To put it bluntly, it is the "sucking magic" of the magic sunflower. These monsters drained all the magic elements. , Forming a forbidden area, causing the entire Ennook Desert to weaken the magic net, and it has not been able to fully recover until today.

"Sorry, father. It's impossible to succeed at all." A wry smile appeared on Revalan's face. "Although Henry Angomei handed over the power source named the Secret Core of Magic to a powerful subordinate, I can feel that it is a decoy. As long as an enemy approaches, he can rush it in an instant. Here. Are you sure to deal with a mortal who can kill a god?"

Terramante squinted his eyes and looked up and down his eldest son. It took a few minutes before he asked, "Have you seen him?"

"Yes, at the door of the tomb of the sorcerer. A very scary person, I almost died." Revalan didn't intend to hide it at all, and there was a trace of jealousy in her eyes. "He didn't even use the power he used during the killing of the gods. He created a strong thunder and lightning storm with only the original magic power. The power is almost the same as the legendary magic. Father, I can be sure that his spellcasting level is definitely much higher than yours. ."

Hearing the last words, Telamante's expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years finally changed, especially the sudden shrinkage of his pupils, which could not be hidden from anyone.

He took a deep breath and muttered to himself: "How is this possible! There are only a handful of people whose caster level can surpass me. Is it because of this that Lavok rejected the alliance's proposal? He thinks I am not. That young man's opponent!"

Revalan sighed slightly: "I'm afraid it is. The wizard king once said that Henry Angomei's soul has undergone the ultimate spiritual trial, and it will grow into an individual stronger than the gods in the future. He is now It's already quite difficult to deal with. If there is another floating city, then no one can stop the main plane, so this time the plan can only succeed, not fail."

"What are you going to do?" Telamante didn't talk nonsense, and directly raised his head and stared at the eldest son with those eye-catching eyes.

Revalan looked at his father without fear, followed the corners of her mouth slightly upwards, and said with a sneer: "It's very simple. I have set the positioning magic on the oriole. She will stay there for the rest of the time. Near the floating city, as soon as Henry Angome left Baldur’s Gate, he will immediately mobilize all the power of the ghost city, before the construction of his floating city is completed, launch a devastating blow to solve this potential danger at once."

"This is playing with fire! Don't you know the consequences of a little anger for a spellcaster with such power?" Terramant's mouth is full of questioning at this moment, even a fool can feel him Displeasure in my heart.

But as the eldest son and a voter of Shar, Revalan just smiled and spread his hands: "Don't worry, father, he has no chance to get angry at all, because the oriole's action is about to begin, when the time comes..."

Speaking of this, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion: "He will never escape from Shar's palm! Broken family, irreparable friendship and affection, and the so-called reputation, everything is Negative feelings of anger, resentment, and tyranny will continue to emerge from the other side of his soul, and then the most terrifying destroyer of the main plane will be born."

Seeing the twisted smile on the eldest son’s face, Terramante couldn’t help but frowned: “Well, I agree to let Ghost City return to the main plane. I hope that your plan does not make any mistakes, otherwise... you should understand that I am How do you treat those losers, even my son."

"Of course, father, I have never let you down, have I?"

Seeing that her purpose had been achieved, Revalan smiled and followed an ancient etiquette popular in the Netheril era, and turned and left the room at the top of the tower. After confirming that Terramant did not monitor him, he curled his lips in disdain, lowered his voice and said to himself: "Huh! Old stubborn, just wait and see, as long as I complete this mission, Shar will Will help me seize the position of the highest city lord, and you will be swept into the garbage dump of history. In front of the goddess' grand goal, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed..."

Soon, his figure disappeared in the shadow of the corridor, as if disappeared out of thin air.

At the same time, Henry, who is far from Baldur’s Gate, has just made the master assassin into an undead puppet. Although most of his memory has been lost, his combat experience has not been lost. In addition, he can freely travel between the main plane and the shadow plane. Between, is definitely a very dangerous assassin.

Finally, he checked the magic equipment on the undead assassin, and he nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has finally completed the transformation. Daggers, daggers, crossbows, sleeve arrows, poison needles, a full set of magic Leather armor and speed boots, I believe even legendary professionals will have a headache when they encounter them."

"Is it necessary to achieve this level? My brother's elite assassins seem to have not yet encountered an unkillable target." As an assistant, Amy asked helplessly.

She felt that her master was a bit too exaggerated, and it cost tens of thousands of gold coins to make an undead puppet. It's better to make a golem directly, at least the role of the golem is much more.

"Hehe, believe me, he will be useful soon. After all, our enemy will become stronger and stronger in the future, so a few insurances are necessary. Okay, now take him to your brother, Robert knows What should I do." Henry lifted the girl's chin and gently kissed two (tempting) red (lips).

"No problem, everything is as you wish."

Amy blushed and quickly fled the studio with the undead puppet. Although the two had been in a relationship not long ago, she was still very shy of this kind of intimacy, so she quickly disappeared at the gate. (To be continued...)

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