Chapter 198 Treasure House of Stars
When Helist summoned the amnesiac golem, before Brian could speak, he saw the golem subconsciously moving towards the adamantine door in the hall. Go.
The gate was engraved with dimly glowing symbols and inscriptions, and Brian suspected that this was what attracted the golem to it.
The golem stood in front of the door, gently rubbing the lines on the door, and then its chest opened, revealing the sapphire heart inside.
Blue light burst out from the gem and hit the double door.
The symbols on the door flickered with blue flames, accompanied by obvious tremors and crackling sounds of magical energy. There was a creaking groan and the stones rubbed against each other. The door opened for the first time in eternity.
Brian looked at the psion next to him and immediately followed the golem.
The radiance of magic illuminated the originally dark space, but what appeared in front of the two of them was something they had never imagined.
It was a ruins. At a sudden glance, it was as big as a square, and in the center of the ruins, stood a gorgeous palace.
Surrounding the palace, a lake formed by deep, dark water flows around it, guarding the palace like a moat.
The only access to the outside is where the stairs at Brian and Helister's feet extend.
"Brian, this is a different-dimensional space." Herister observed the surrounding situation. She raised her delicate jade hands and quietly felt the air flowing in the space, thoughtfully. She said, "I can feel that this extra-dimensional space will collapse within ten years."
"What exactly is this place?" She retracted her hand, frowned slightly, and her soft voice was full of doubts.
"It should be the academic center of Azuma City during the Netheril Empire." Brian said in an uncertain tone.
The entire palace gives people a very brilliant, gorgeous and majestic feeling. The beautifully carved stone pillars stand tall and appear to have no trace of damage at all.
Groups of magical light balls slowly floated and fell in the hollow. Under its light, the shadow of the palace slowly moved on the ground. The white ground and dark shadows, the combination of black and white gave A fresh sense of beauty.
No bodies, no furniture, and no weapons.
Empty!
This was Brian's first impression after arriving at this palace.
On the surface, this ruins is quite complete without any signs of damage. But strangely, apart from the stone steps, pillars, carvings and statues, there is nothing visible in this palace. Anything else.
It's as if when a person renovates a house, he only lays down wallpaper and flooring, but forgets all about household appliances and decoration.
With the help of the light of magic, Brian could clearly see the end of the palace, where there was no treasure chest, no sword, only a lonely stone altar - not to mention, it looked strangely lonely.
Besides this, there are only sculptures of swordsmen leaning against pillars. They are all wearing heavy armor, holding their swords high with both hands, pointing diagonally towards the sky. At first glance, they seem to be Welcome visitors, but it also seems like a demonstration.
In the game, Brian has seen not only a thousand but also eight hundred ruins.
Although they are all different, the broken weapons, armor, and rotten furniture at least indicate that there was once a human habitation there.
But this ghost place is completely different. It is lifeless, as if the entire space and building are dead. Even the lakes surrounding both sides seem to be flowing, but there is no sound of water flow.
Even the heavy footsteps of the golem became extremely small, and were completely swallowed up by the darkness before they could even reach far.
“What a strange place.”
Brian took out his staff, which glowed brightly, and walked to the stone pillar to carefully observe the complex words and patterns on it.
But unfortunately, he didn't see the reason.
As for asking the amnesiac golem, he thought it was better to forget it. Since they are called 'amnesiac' golems, you can expect it to recall anything.
That is exactly what happened. The demon statue looked up at the sky blankly, and its eyes gradually became dim.
Herister, who had been following Brian closely, also observed the patterns on it, but unlike Brian, she gained something.
“This is a demiplane created by the Great Arcanist.” Helist said her conclusion, “Although this plane has built a complete ecosystem, I can It feels that the Grand Arcanist built it a little too hastily, so that he stopped the project with the destruction of Netheril before it was completed."
"It seems that they are more like preparations. Create a demiplane to store something." Brian looked around at the empty and silent environment and expressed his guess.
This reminded him of some precautions and preparations that need to be made in advance when a disaster strikes.
Obviously, the owner of this demiplane probably anticipated the destruction of Netheril and tried to create a demiplane to avoid the disaster.
Unfortunately, before his shelter was completed, disaster struck early.
“Indeed.” Helist nodded slightly, a trace of confusion appeared on her delicate face, “It’s just...”
“You want to say why this place is owned by the Grand Arcanist? The demiplane created in a hurry actually has an almost complete ecosystem, right?" Brian continued what she had not yet said.
Demiplane.
This is a field that only wizards who have entered the legendary realm can dabble in. Brian's psion profession is proficient in the field of creation.
When his psion level reaches level 17 or above, he will be able to master a level nine power "Creation" to create his own demiplane.
In fact, no demiplane is born out of thin air. As the core component of the demiplane, the elemental pool connects the air elemental plane, the water elemental plane, the fire elemental plane and the earth elemental plane.
The birth of the demiplane is like playing a game of world creation. The proportions of any elements require common research and calculations. After building the material foundation, the creator still needs to connect the upper layers. The source of energy for the plane and the lower planes.
Creating a demiplane is not very difficult, but creating a demiplane that can allow living people to survive is quite difficult.
From the birth of the earth to the time it takes to finally evolve to be suitable for biological survival, we can see how long it takes for a demiplane to be born and become a world suitable for living people to survive. .
Although this is a world with magic and unpredictable divine power, the time it takes is not calculated in units of hundreds of millions of years like the earth, but it still takes a long time to cultivate.
This kind of existence similar to a small world is often a powerful organization that spends dozens of centuries to complete with the joint efforts.
To give a simple example, in Brian's impression, the world created by the ninth-level power "Creation" was only the size of a seed.
This new plane will rapidly absorb the energy of the surrounding ectoplasm, growing at a radius of 3 centimeters per day to a maximum initial size of 6 meters in radius.
After the newly created demiplane reaches its maximum size, it does not really stop growing, but its growth rate will drop sharply from one day to seven days with a radius of 3 cm, which is approximately 1.5 meters per year. .
Of course, this is only the speed at which the demiplane grows on its own, and does not include human intervention, but it is enough to show how difficult it is to create a world.
However, what confused both Brian and Helister was that both of them could feel that the area of this demiplane was only about 50,000 square meters at most, but it was born Complete ecosystem.
Thinking of this, Brian recalled some of the information he had.
Grand Arcanist Opas, born in 1105 of the Silver Age, is a level 32 Grand Arcanist of the Creative Faction and the only Arcanist of the Creative Faction above level 25.
For example, during the Netheril Empire, the more famous arcanists above level 25, such as Iolum, Karsus, Larok, etc., their specialized factions all used mind and Transformation is the main one.
This also indirectly proves that it is difficult for arcanists who choose to create factions to improve their strength.
It is said that the reason why it is too difficult for the Arcanists of the Creation Faction to level up is that the knowledge of the creation field recorded in the Nese Scrolls is too obscure and difficult to understand.
Because whether it is magical creation, advanced creation, plane realm, or even the secret description of the creation of artifacts, they all contain knowledge about the field of creation.
This is like wanting to continue to improve your knowledge in elementary school and having to choose to consult materials from high school textbooks.
It is for this reason that there are very few arcanists who create factions, and even those with strength above level 20 can be counted on one finger.
From this point of view, the creator of the demiplane is likely to have the arcane knowledge to create the demiplane. Otherwise, it cannot be explained why this demiplane, which is only the size of a square, can So complete.
Brian's heart moved and he guessed the reason.
"Let's go. Instead of standing here and guessing, it's better to go in personally." He said to Helist, who was still studying the demiplane.
Then, he called out to the dazed golem, and together they walked towards the depths of the palace.
They walked along a corridor, and Brian used the light from the staff to see that the life of the great arcanist Opas was recorded on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
These scenes include the Grand Arcanist caring about the welfare of his people and the affairs of the city, reading books, falling in love, and tending his garden.
About halfway up the stairs, the painting begins to depict the floating city rising into the sky, the battle with the phaerinn, the future predicted by the Grand Arcanist, the process of creating a demiplane, and his sleeping funeral. , the Grand Arcanist and the Nese Scroll were sealed together in the coffin, and the destruction of Azuma City.
"Lord...Master...he is...is mine..."
When the amnesiac golem saw these murals, it seemed to have recalled something. It suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the portrait of the arcanist. It murmured sadly to itself, and gravel slipped from its eyes. Come down.
"Obviously, your master is sleeping in the coffin." Brian said to the golem, "Let's go, don't waste time here."
The golem's dim eyes revealed Confused, it wiped the non-existent tears at the corners of its eyes and continued to move forward.
After arriving at the destination, Brian signaled the psion following him to stay alert, and then looked around with interest.
He first saw a sarcophagus in the center of a spacious tomb, covered with inscriptions.
The ceiling decoration is carved with magical stars, and the west wall is carved with a beautiful scene of rivers and hills, with magical runes carved on the frame.
The carving of the river scene looks like a portal leading somewhere.
At this moment, Brian suddenly discovered that the moment the slowest golem entered the room, a glyph appeared on its body and glowed.
At the same time, the scene on the west wall gradually became alive.
The carved river began to flow, and the flowers and plants on the river bank began to sway in the breeze.
The stone frame looks like a gateway to this beautiful place.
There was a gleam of light in the golem's expression, and he said to the two men in a low voice:
"The master's sarcophagus is covered with the spell of Netheril. For thousands of years, It is these spells that keep my master alive in the coffin. If the sarcophagus is opened, my master will wake up, but the life-sustaining spells above will also fail within a few seconds. The dust dies.”
Brian was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the demon thoughtfully.
Obviously, he was a little surprised by the golem who suddenly regained his memory.
From the words suddenly spoken by the golem, it can be known that he only needs to open the sarcophagus and let the body of the great arcanist turn into dust to obtain the treasures he left behind, even without using the prayers obtained from the Lord of the Wind Djinn. Wish Scroll.
"Brian, the carving of the river scene is indeed a portal." Herister said to Brian through telepathy, "And this is also a portal leading to Elysium."
"Look there." She pointed to the symbols surrounding the picture frame on the west wall.
Brian followed Heliste's slender hand and saw the symbols manifested into a string of languages from the Netherese Empire:
"May Grand Arcanist Opas Find the way to bliss, and rest in peace after making such a sacrifice.”
He nodded thoughtfully and said to the golem, "If I don't choose to open the sarcophagus, what will you do?"
"I will push the sealed sarcophagus of the owner to the paradise." The entrance, accompany him to the paradise, and fulfill his last wish." The demon looked at the symbols around the frame, and said slowly after a long silence.
"Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome." Brian took out the scroll and said to the golem, "I have a wish scroll here. I can prevent your master from turning into dust after opening the sarcophagus. Or let him be resurrected after turning into dust."
"Really?" The dim light in the golem's eyes flashed.
“That’s right.” Brian nodded slightly, but he didn’t have such high hopes in his heart.
"Thank you so much." The golem bowed deeply to him excitedly.
Brian took out the scroll of wishing with an uneasy look and prepared to open it.
He was not pretending, he was indeed a little worried.
The basic concept of the nine-ring magic wish seems to be very simple. As long as you make a wish, it will help you realize it. The degree of freedom is greater than that of any spell. However, the wish scroll is also more deceitful than Any spell is very powerful, and if you are not careful, your life may even be in danger.
Brian had heard about it for a long time, not to mention trying to wake up someone who had been sleeping for thousands of years.
For example, if you make a wish to be invincible in the world, your power will instantly reach invincibility in the next second. The price is that your lifespan will be burned instantly, and then a cool song will be given to you.
There was once an ancient green dragon who tried to use a wish spell, hoping that his property would never be stolen. As a result, all his property was thrown into the star realm, and then exploded into stars with a bang. quality dust.
Now, no one can steal the green dragon's treasure.
There are even some players who are seeking death, trying to use the wishing technique to obtain more wishes at the cost of one wish.
This wish can indeed come true, but the effect is to put the player into an endless closed time loop, constantly moving him back to the time when he first made the wish.
Thinking of all the terrible consequences, Brian secretly broke into a cold sweat.
He took a deep breath, tore open the scroll, and shouted at the colorful glow: "I hope that the great arcanist Opas will avoid the tragedy of turning into dust after opening the sarcophagus. ”
There are three rules for praying:
First: it must be one sentence.
Second: You must start with 'I hope...'.
Third: It must be finished within six seconds.
The words just fell.
Brian saw the floating colorful rays of light suddenly dissipating, and a slightly playful words came to his mind: "Adventurer, your wish has been fulfilled."
Seeing that there was no abnormality in himself, Brian was secretly relieved, and then motioned to the golem to open the sarcophagus.
As the sarcophagus was slowly opened, the golem knelt in front of the sarcophagus excitedly, waiting patiently for the great arcanist to wake up.
After Brian learned from Helister's telepathy that there was no danger around him, he walked to the sarcophagus with confidence.
He saw an old man with an old face and white hair sleeping peacefully in the sarcophagus.
Around him, like Brysis, Lady of the North Star, there were many burial objects placed.
What caught Brian's attention the most were two books and a Nese scroll wrapped in silk.
Because he has obtained the background expertise of "Arcane Heritage" and has the ability to sense the scroll of resistance, he can instantly sense it when he reaches a certain range.
During the long wait, just when Brian thought there was something wrong with his wishing technique, he finally saw the eyelids of Grand Arcanist Opas twitching slightly and slowly opening his wise eyes.
"Master, you...you finally woke up!" The demon shouted excitedly, tears of joy pouring out of its eyes.
"Sapphire Sentinel, thank you for your protection and persistence." The Grand Arcanist stood up from the sarcophagus and said to the golem in an old voice, "Thank you for your hard work." He closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, as if Sensing the outside world through some kind of magic.
The moment he opened his eyes, Brian felt that the great arcanist was obviously much older.
He floated out of the sarcophagus, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the river flowing on the west wall and the flowers and plants swaying in the breeze, and said sadly: "I didn't expect that disaster would come, and in the end I couldn't escape the fate of destruction."
Brian and Helister looked at each other, and both of them wisely did not disturb the great arcanist who was remembering the past.
“Young man, I can feel the Netherese blood flowing in your body.” The Grand Arcanist turned around and looked at Brian with his wise eyes, “Tell me, what is your name? ."
"Brian."
Brian said his name calmly, "Hello, Mr. Grand Arcanist Opas."
"Since you can find this place, you must have some understanding of me." The Grand Arcanist said slowly, "I don't have much time, so I'll keep the story short."
"On behalf of all Netheril, I Welcome, Brian, the hope of the empire."
"Child, maybe to you, I am a stranger, but to me, to us, you are us. A very familiar existence. Now that you have stepped here, you should know your destiny."
The Grand Arcanist said to Brian in a sincere tone, "Now is the time for you to fulfill your mission. Come, accept my inheritance, and rebuild the empire of Netheril to its new glory..."
"Wait a minute!"
Brian interrupted the Grand Arcanist, "I'm not here for this, Lord Opas."
"Oh?"
Hearing this was unexpected from Brian. The Grand Arcanist was slightly startled by the answer. He obviously did not expect that the other party would give such an answer.
“Isn’t this a mission for a descendant of Netheril?” He sighed softly and said slowly, “The reason why I have survived until now , I just don’t want to see my lifelong research lost.”
“Perhaps... you should feel the mood of our people and understand my difficulties at the moment.” The great arcanist was vigilant. In his eyes, he waved gently to Brian.
"Answer our call...Brian..."
Suddenly, in the infinite void, voices sounded and disappeared, like waves, coming one after another.
"For the future of Netheril..."
Bryan pressed his forehead, and the bursts of pain and hazy words coming from there made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He discovered that some terrible messages were beyond his imagination, and they were like a flood, as if he had ignored his spiritual defense, and rushed into his mind in waves.
Those emotions made Brian panic and uneasy, because he had never felt so many emotions directly before.
It was as if he was surrounded by countless people, and everyone was shouting at him. There were screams of fear, calls of joy, roars of anger, and whines of disappointment.
Brian felt like he was almost going crazy. He wanted to scream and make the sounds stop, but he couldn't.
Although he knew what kind of benefits he would gain by taking on the so-called mission of the Grand Arcanist, he did not want to take on the mission in this way.
Just like when he rejected Hesiah, it was the same reason.
His loyalty belongs only to himself, not even to the gods.
This is the principle he has always adhered to.
Because he is a person who values promise. Once he makes a promise to others, he will definitely complete it. Otherwise, he will feel that there is a loophole in his state of mind.
The promise of saving a small world, this heavy burden has been weighing on his shoulders like a mountain, and he does not want to shoulder the mission of rebuilding the Netheril Empire.
So, he would rather give up the inheritance left by the Great Arcanist than agree to his request.
After all, the so-called inheritance is not made up of knowledge. If others can study and master this knowledge, why should he belittle himself and say that he can't do it?
He firmly believes that this is just a matter of time for him.
Obtaining the inheritance of the Grand Arcanist is nothing more than advancing the progress of his strength improvement, rather than stagnating forever without the inheritance.
He did not want to tie himself to the Netheril Empire for a mission.
At this moment, Brian only felt that his brain was dizzy, and he could not even keep his own thoughts. Those crazy and chaotic voices from the Netherese people were rushing around him. , making him almost crazy...
Just when Brian felt that he was about to lose his support, a soft little hand suddenly slipped into his palm.
The soothing spiritual energy made the originally chaotic and irritable voices in his mind seem to be isolated by something, quickly becoming indifferent and lowering their voices.
Brian looked back, tightened Herister's hand, and cast a grateful look.
"I came here just to explore knowledge, not to rebuild some sick glory." He came back to his senses and met the Grand Arcanist with his determined eyes.
"So, you are pursuing the eternity of arcana?" A smile suddenly appeared in the wise eyes of the great arcanist, and he asked: "Then do you know what eternity is?"< br>
"It's because I don't know that I have to pursue it."
Brian shook his head slightly, looked at the Grand Arcanist thoughtfully, and said in a firm and solemn tone:
" Although the so-called eternity seems more like a kind of spiritual solace, I firmly believe that for true arcane seekers, they will resolutely choose to pursue this illusory eternity because there is no goal. The pursuit of pursuit is like an expedition in the dark, and my journey is: arcana!”
After saying these words, Brian suddenly felt relieved physically and mentally, and even the regret of missing out on the inheritance of the treasure trove of stars disappeared. It quickly faded from my heart, as if what I missed was just an inconspicuous scenery on the road of life.
After listening to Brian's remarks, Helist smiled and looked at him with strange eyes, with a trace of appreciation in her eyes.
"Very good, very good, sober and rational, with firm goals, ambition, and ideals. This is the successor I need." The great arcanist stroked his white beard, nodded with great satisfaction, and then said, full of wrinkles The old face condensed slightly, and he said to him earnestly:
"Brian, I hope you can always remember that anyone who wants to become an arcane master must have the ultimate goal of exploring the only arcane truth. Only in this way can we reach the highest level. "
"However, if we want to master the arcane arts, we must first learn to revere the arcane arts, suppress the terrible fantasies that arise in our minds, and explore with awe and reason. Only with the truth of arcane art can our path to arcane art go further in the future.
In the ancient times when elves, dwarves, giants, and dragons ruled the world in dense forests and wild wilderness, anyone who possesses it can go further. Those who use magical abilities are dedicated to pursuing powerful power, secret and taboo knowledge, and a deeper understanding of the nature of magic, even at any cost and by any means, just to defeat their opponents
In this regard. The same is true for our early powerful empires
The Imasca Empire possesses a large amount of knowledge about portals and gates to other worlds. They plunder tens of thousands of natives from other worlds, force them to become slaves of their own secret power, and squeeze their value.
In the end, in order to fight against their enemies, they summoned countless monsters from other worlds. However, it did not take long for these monsters and slaves to escape the control of their masters and become a permanent scourge that still threatens the material world.
The Netherese Empire is proficient in the art of manufacturing magic devices. Our floating cities are spread over the clouds, blocking out the sky and the sun. Who would have thought that these amazing or fearful magic skills have long been transformed into It is an extremely inconspicuous dust in the wild desert.
So, the ultimate fate of these powerful empires is: destruction!
Because they lack the awe of magic and the calmness and rationality to pursue knowledge and truth, they give up everything in order to pursue power. They see nothing but magic and don’t care. Such a irrational person Madman, let me ask you, why are you still talking about pursuing arcane truth? They have already lost themselves.
They are like a tragedy staged on the other side of perfection. All the blood and tears give birth to flower buds in the withered thorns. The flower buds will bloom in the raging wind and rain, and eventually disappear in the moist air. ”
“That’s all I have to say. After all, I should have died thousands of years ago, but I was trapped in the material world by an unwilling obsession. Seeing you, the obsession in my heart So disperse. Farewell, Brian, scion of the Empire, may the Arcane be with you. If given the chance, we might be able to meet in bliss in other ways. "
After finishing speaking, the Grand Arcanist turned around resolutely, followed closely by his golem.
Then, a line appeared in the stone frame on the west wall. The colorful portal.
Through the light of the portal, Brian saw a pastoral scene that was always shining with the light of life and beauty.
Elysium, the home of the infinitely merciful Compassionate One.
The moment the Grand Arcanist and his golem stepped into the portal, three Seraphs holding holy swords and flapping their snow-white wings appeared at the other end, welcoming the arrival of the Grand Arcanist. .
"I will keep your words in mind..."
Brian glanced at the disappearing portal and the back of Grand Arcanist Opas with a complicated expression, and respectfully said He bowed.
Facing such a generous Grand Arcanist, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart, feeling guilty that his words just now were too strong.
However, even if he learns the truth, he will still choose his own path without hesitation.
Of course, in other words, if he hadn't had such a tough attitude, he would probably not have been recognized by the other party.
In short, this is a great arcanist who doesn't play by common sense.
Recalling the steady stream of messages that just rushed into his mind like a flood, ignoring his spiritual defense line, Brian felt that if necessary in the future, he would not Mind helping the descendants of Netheril whom you recognize.
No longer thinking about it, he went to the sarcophagus with Helister, ignoring the burial objects, and took the lead in collecting the two books and the second Nese scroll he had obtained in his life.
Looking at the three items in his hand, Brian felt surprisingly calm, as if they were sparse and ordinary things.
This made him vaguely feel that his state of mind was slowly changing, and he was developing towards a rational direction that was not tempted by any external objects.
He put away the Nese scroll that recorded advanced creative knowledge and looked at the two black-covered magic books.
Because of the blessing of constant magic, they will not be burned by flames or soaked in water, nor will they decay due to time.
Opas's Golem Manual
Category: Strange Object
Quality: Golden·Legendary
Description: Golems are self-constructed creatures created with magical power. To create a golem, powerful magic must be involved. With the use of elemental power, the activation power of the golem is the soul from the earth elemental world and the refined soul crystal. The process of creating a golem is, simply put, the process of fusing an unwilling soul into an artificial object and forcing it to act at the behest of the golem's creator.
During the Netheril period, Opas, the great arcanist who was proficient in the school of creation, studied the advanced creation knowledge in the Netherese scrolls and recorded in this book the methods necessary to create various golems. and charms.
Effect:
After making a golem, you can tear off a page from the magic book and let the page be swallowed up by the magic flame. When you sprinkle the ashes of the page on the body of the golem, you can do it without any cost. Perform an activation ritual for the golem.
Note: Different types of book pages will be restored in different times after being torn out.
Low-level Golem: Every day (3/3 times).
Intermediate Golem: monthly (3/3 times).
High-level Golem: every year (3/3 times).
Legendary Golem: Every 10 years (3/3 times).
Remarks: When you activate the golem through this book, there is a certain chance that the golem will awaken its independent consciousness and personality. The higher the level of the golem, the higher the chance of awakening.
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Seeing this golem manual, Brian couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.
Making a golem requires at least three steps.
The body begins with the construction of the body, a task that requires exquisite sculpting, stonework, ironwork, or surgical skills.
The makers of golems are sometimes masters of artistic creation themselves, but most people who want to make golems will hire a corresponding master craftsman to complete the work.
The same goes for Brian, leaving this step to professionals who are good at stone art or stone carving.
After the body is made of clay, flesh, steel or stone, the second step is for the golem's maker to inject the essence and soul crystals from the earth elemental plane into it.
This process is mainly to bind the essence or soul into an artificial body.
The third step is to hold an awakening ceremony for the golem, which is to activate the essence or soul crystal bound in the body to make the golem obey the will of the maker.
In the ritual of activating the golem, at least the sixth-level spell command, the eighth-level spell to transform all things, and the seventh-level spell limited wish are required.
At the same time, the creator will also be sucked out of weak life energy, which in the words of their players is experience points.
In Brian's impression, a low-level golem costs 1,000 experience points. For indigenous residents who do not have an experience system, making a low-level golem consumes life energy equivalent to two days of a person's lifespan. .
This shows the importance of this book. The most important thing is that it also records many types of golems that even he doesn't know about.
Such as: Deep Dark Golem, Shadowsteel Golem, Rainbow Golem, Brass Golem, etc., and even low-level golems like Hammerer and Crusher, used for mining ore and transportation.
Brian put the golem manual away solemnly and looked at the next book.
Although this ordinary magic book did not seem thick, when he flipped through it, he was immediately stunned by the rich knowledge system in the field of creation.
This made him vaguely feel that this book was probably the so-called inheritance item mentioned by Grand Arcanist Opas.
Because it not only records a lot of hard-core knowledge about the field of arcanist creation and the author's own opinions, but also contains all the spells mastered by the great arcanist during his lifetime, as well as the ten and eleven rings. Spells.
For Brian, this was simply priceless.
It is no wonder that this generous great arcanist wanted to test his determination in pursuing arcane magic.
At the same time, in this book, Brian also found the truth about the small plane.
The Origin of the Demiplane
Level: 11
Domain of Creation (Conjuration)
Spellcraft DC: 25
Components: V, S, M
Casting Time: 30 days and 11 minutes
Range: None
Target: None
Duration: Permanent
Saving Throw: None
Spell Resistance: None
Source: Unknown
Research requirements: 225,000 gold coins, 5 days, 90,000 experience points.
Elements: Creation (DC21), permanent duration*5, casting time 10 minutes (DC-20), casting time 30 days (DC-60).
Effect: Create a demiplane with a radius of 0.5 meters centered on the caster's position.
Note: This spell is used to create a stable, tiny demiplane. You can only cast this spell when you are on the Ethereal Plane.
When you complete this spell, the density of your location will rapidly increase until the starting point of this demiplane is created, and this point will then grow outward at a rate of 3 centimeters per day until it reaches the point determined by the spell. range.
This demiplane contains only raw materials - no atmosphere, water, terrain, or any living things (such as plants), nor any structures (such as buildings, roads, walls, or the like). You must Use other spells to create these if you want. You can increase the size of the demiplane by casting this spell again. Each cast will increase the size by 5 meters (but you also cannot change the environment of this plane.)
Note: Anyone with planar movement Creatures with abilities can freely enter and leave this demiplane - as long as they know the location.
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(End of this chapter)