Chapter 310 The Abnormal Magic Empire
When the last ray of daylight sank in the western sky and the gray day turned into night, Brian, who returned from the Dark Territory, headed towards Tifan with Myrcella without stopping. Set off immediately.
As the distance shortens, the mottled ancient walls of the border city gradually enlarge in the field of vision.
The city wall has been washed away by wind and sand, and traces of past wars still remain on the surface. There are arrow holes made by strong bows and ravines cut by giant axes and swords.
In the Kingdom of Cormyr, Tiffanyton's geographical location is very important. Three large trade routes intersect here. To the west, you can pass through Mokou Town and enter the vast Enook Desert.
To the east, it forked into two trade routes, one was the Moon Sea Highway and the other passed through the Shadow Valley, eventually reaching the coast of the Moon Sea.
Historically, Cormyr and Sembia have repeatedly used force for Tifantun, and this territory has changed hands countless times.
However, due to the civil strife in the kingdom ten years ago and the strong appearance of Myrcella, Duke of Arabel, today's Tifantun has been completely recovered and stabilized, and has become an important border town of Cormyr.
"My lord, you should notify us in advance."
Tifantun's consul Kuteg rode a war horse to lead the way, "In this case, we can send someone to escort, The safety of mountain roads these days is not as good as it used to be. No matter how powerful you are, it will be a headache to clean up this group of mischievous wild monsters.”
"We just want to know more about the surrounding areas of the city." Brian replied.
The main reason why he and Myrcella rushed to Tifantun City as soon as possible without passing the teleportation spell was because they wanted to learn more about what was so strange about this town located at the node of the magic network. .
However, just as he thought, he found nothing.
On the contrary, it was annoying to be harassed by the surrounding wild monsters, goblins, and kobolds.
These humanoid creatures are more numerous than wild dogs on the roadside. Based on the calculation method of quantitative analysis of strength, as long as there are more than three of them, they will howl and rush forward with confidence.
Just when Brian was about to go directly to Tifanton through a teleportation spell, the town's defenders appeared.
“Since you issued the order of martial law throughout the city, the wild monsters and humanoid creatures from the Spider Nest Forest have become more and more arrogant.” The Archon of Tiffanyton pulled the reins and showed a slight expression. Said helplessly.
He is a middle-aged man who looks to be around 40 years old. He is a tiger-man among kind-hearted lycanthropes. He belongs to the top general family in the Arabe region.
In the Arabei counterattack ten years ago, under the command of the female lord Myrcella, it was this old patriarch of the tiger tribe who led an army of lycanthropes, mainly tigers and bears, to help. Only then would he use a handful of elite troops to defeat the invaders and win a victory that would shock the entire kingdom.
Kutage is considered a Mesozoic general of the Tiger family, with a fourth-level paragon level of strength. When he reached the age of forty, he led his own army to guard the city of Tifantun.
In the recent defense battle of Susal, this tiger man also fought together with Brian. After transforming into a beast, he activated his violent skills. Even the adult green dragon had to avoid the edge temporarily when he saw it.
However, what impressed Brian the most about this tiger tribe was his brutality in battle and his love of killing orcs.
"In normal times, I... uh... I would have taken a hundred elite soldiers deep into the Spider Nest Forest to drive these guys out of their nests and let them understand what it means to stay safe. But Sir, you don't "Yes, they said they would keep all their troops here to protect Tifantun City..." the Tiger Consul said, "But no one knows who they are guarding against. Five years ago, the Sambian army approached the city, but no one was there." Being caught in such a serious moment, some people have already begun to say that this is a false accusation. "
"I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to offend." He glanced at Brian, as if he suddenly remembered his identity. "I hope I didn't say anything wrong. I just want to find out the reason."
"Your Majesty the Archon, how can you offend me by telling the truth." When he was about to reach the city, Brian had no intention of entering the city. , but turned over and dismounted, considered for a moment, and said:
"You have to know that there are some things that even if you tell them, they won't understand. Just like no one thought that the temple of the Lost Lady would be hidden in the sewers. In short, you only need to do what I tell them. You tell them, at most If we persist for about three more days, the martial law will be lifted."
The purpose of his doing this is just to prevent Tiffanyton from falling into the same fate as the capital of Sambia, but there are some things that they will not understand even if he says it. , and even cause panic, allowing enemies hiding in the dark to find opportunities to take advantage of it.
Just three days, he thought.
As soon as tomorrow, he plans to go to Guangze to find a crack hidden here leading to the shadow plane. If successful, he can eliminate the hidden danger once and for all.
“Don’t relax, this is about the survival of a city.”
Myrcella walked over, her graceful figure shrouded in a dark purple cloak, her bright eyes flickering slightly in the shadow of the hood. She said in a rather solemn tone, "After all, you don't want to see your city enter... The footsteps of the capital of Sambia.”
After learning the truth, a look of shock and fear appeared on the slightly ferocious face of the Tifantun Archon, and then he quickly shut up and stopped talking.
Brian briefly explained a few words, and then went with Myrcella to the cliff overlooking the entire city of Tifantun.
The cold night wind floated by, and the pale moonlight quietly hid in the clouds, casting a deep shadow on Brian's already solemn face.
“Still can’t feel it?” Myrcella walked up to him, slipped her warm delicate hand into his palm, put her other hand on his shoulder, and asked softly.
"That's right." Brian stood with his hands behind his hands. He sighed, looked up into the deep night, and said, "Maybe I really worry too much."
Sacrificing the city of Tiffanyton is It is the most important link in the Lost Lady plan, but until now, the Wizard Tower responsible for comprehensive surveillance and the war mages on high alert in the city have not found any traces of the activities of the Dark Church. They seem to have evaporated out of thin air. Same.
As the saying goes, there must be a demon when things go wrong. Brian would not think that the high priest of the Lost Lady Church, ‘Black Veil’ Illyriel, had given up.
The Lost Lady Shar, as the goddess who holds secrets, there are few secrets in the world that she does not know.
This also means that the reason why the people of Shar Church are indifferent is probably because they have found other ways to sacrifice Tifanton to hatch a bigger conspiracy.
"No, your worries are very necessary." Myrcella pushed the hair that was blocking her vision behind her ears, and cast her gaze in the direction of the Mokou Mountains. She seemed to think of something, and then turned to look Brian said to him in an uncertain tone:
"You said... Could it be that the Church of the Lost Lady could not find the opportunity to take action because of our strict protection, and then thought Try to unite other forces...for example: the Dark Territory."
As she talked about her guess, her silver-grey eyes gradually became brighter, as if she thought her guess was getting more and more correct, and she analyzed it carefully. Said:
“Brian, haven’t you told me before that the current situation and future turmoil in the Underdark Region mean that the Church of the Lost Lady may unite with the power of the underground world. After all, she The priesthood also includes the "Dark Territory", and the incarnations of the demon lords who arrived in advance are definitely hidden underground at this moment. ”
After listening to the female lord’s detailed analysis, Brian suddenly felt like he had a sudden realization.
He had been thinking about how the Shar Church should sacrifice the city of Tiffanton, but he ignored the forces in the Underdark and the demon lords who, affected by the surge of energy from the earth's veins, took advantage of the gap and came to the underground world.
You know, the demon lord Graz'zt, who is said to be the most devil-like, now wants to crush him to ashes.
If it really unites with the Shar Church, it will not surprise anyone at all.
"I was negligent." Brian shook the female lord's smooth and tender hand and smiled at her.
The night breeze blew by, and Myrcella's bright silver-gray eyes seemed to contain a wealth of experience and wisdom, as well as eternal youthful vitality.
With her stunningly beautiful face, shimmering brown-red hair, crisp cloak and high-quality white shirt, the female lord looked like a goddess under the night sky.
Brian came back to his senses and immediately contacted Ms. Polaris in the Wizard Tower through a spiritual link, asking her to teleport the only tiefling warlock in Mokou Town here.
As a lord, he naturally has a detailed understanding of his subordinates.
This tiefling warlock who signed a contract with evil spirits has a strong sense of shadow creatures and undead hiding in dark corners, and even abyss demons.
At this time, it is the most appropriate choice to let him take charge of this kind of task.
In a moment, a tiefling warlock wearing a dark red robe appeared in front of Brian and Myrcella.
After simply saying hello, Brian no longer wasted time and immediately ordered him to use his ability to sense the specific situation of Tifantun City.
The tiefling warlock neatly took out his ghost staff, which exuded hot fire, and pointed it condescendingly at the city of Tifantun.
A strong aura of purgatory, like a trembling sonic ring, constantly pulses out from the top of the ghost staff.
About ten minutes passed.
The tiefling warlock opened his cold eyes, a hint of surprise appeared on his dark red face, and then said to Brian, "Sir, as you expected, there are indeed traces of demons hidden in the city."
"As expected." Brian and Myrcella looked at each other, and the latter raised the corners of her lips slightly and winked at him quite proudly. He continued: "Is there any way to find them all? "
"No problem." The magician smiled sinisterly, rubbing his ghost staff with his sharp-clawed fingers, looking eager to try.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you." Brian said to him solemnly:
"I don't want any traces of demons to appear in Tifanton City. In view of the mission's Difficulty, the archons and wizard towers of Tifantun will fully assist you to find all the demon believers hiding in the city. Are there any questions? ”
"My lord trusts me so much, so there is no problem." The magician bowed slightly and spoke sincerely. His pale and empty pupils floated slightly, and he said with a slight hesitation, "It's just... I have a A small request."
"What request?" Brian asked.
Although he has always maintained a suspicious and vigilant attitude towards this legendary magician who took the initiative to join his army, he has never taken the initiative to inquire into any of his secrets.
And he also made the best use of it, taking the initiative to hand over the soul crystal that imprisoned the Hell Demon to the other party for disposal.
As warlocks who have signed a contract with evil spirits, there is probably no other profession that knows better than them how to extract all the value from evil spirits.
For example, Brian didn't know how to extract the list of all the rebellious nobles in the south from the mouth of the hell fiend whose soul was imprisoned, but for a warlock, this was a familiar task.
After all, countless demons in the lower plane like to make contracts with the magicians in the main material world. Their number is large enough for the magicians to form another abyss or hell in the main material world.
These demons include the great devil of the Nine Hells and his most powerful duke, as well as the demon lords of the bottomless abyss.
But in this world full of magic, there is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason. If you want to gain powerful power, you have to pay a corresponding price.
When magicians make a contract with demons from a lower plane, while they gain mysterious power, these demons with evil intentions will also be influenced and guided by their own power. , allowing the warlocks to gradually fall in line with themselves and become evil men who mainly pursue the corruption and destruction of all things in the world.
This is the main reason why Brian is very afraid of warlocks.
Anywhere on the Material Plane, even well-intentioned warlocks are treated with a degree of suspicion and caution.
Some wizards will think that the existence of warlocks has tarnished the noble image of the arcana, and will even make ordinary people criticize all practitioners of magic.
Wizards are like working in a regular company, where violations of laws and disciplines are rare, while magicians are like working in a gang of evil forces. If they are not sentenced, they will be regarded as virtuous.
"Sir, do you know anything about our tiefling race?" the warlock asked.
Brian was startled when he heard this, then smiled and said: "Of course I understand."
As humans with the blood of demons, the tieflings in Toril owe their lives to Asmodeus, the Lord of the Nine Hells. A common connection stems from intrigues dating back a century.
During the Arcane Tribulation, Asmodeus absorbed the divinity of the mage god Azuth and was promoted to godhood.
Subsequently, Asmodeus and a gathering of warlocks, the 'Thirteen' of Toril, performed a ritual to gain ownership of all tieflings in the world, making them Bear the curse 'Blood of Asmodeus'.
This move marked all tieflings as 'descendants' of the Lord of the Nine Hells, transforming them into creatures similar to their ancestors, regardless of their true heritage.
The mainland people were already uneasy about these people of devil blood, and now they were even more suspicious and occasionally hostile towards them. Of course, while many believe that all tieflings worship Asmodeus and the other Lords of the Nine Hells, the reality is that only a small minority do.
As the descendants of Hell, tieflings do not have any territory of their kind on the mainland, but there are still some areas and kingdoms that are more accepting of their existence than others.
Some tieflings who worship gods other than Asmodeus seek refuge in other good-aligned gods.
In the view of tieflings, these signs of worshiping the gods show that the gods do not value people's appearance and bloodline, but pay more attention to people's inner hearts and souls.
"As the heir of the devil's bloodline." Brian guessed what the tiefling wanted to express. He pretended to frown and hesitated for a moment, and then used gentle words to invite:
"I can feel it. You feel homeless and lonely and loyal, but I always believe that just because the blood is contaminated, it does not mean that the soul will also succumb. If you don’t mind, Mokou Town welcomes your tiefling race to join and become your final destination. "
Hearing these words, the warlock Tiefling felt a little uneasy. A strange look appeared in his pale and empty eyes. He didn't say anything, but just clenched his hands. The ghost staff bowed and nodded towards Brian.
Seeing this, Brian couldn't help but smile.
He originally thought that this warlock was an undercover agent sent by his 'demon pet' Bayer to monitor his every move. But now it seems that it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
It is very possible that this is really a homeless Tiefling wandering child, trying to find a home for his few people.
Then, in a very happy mood, he explained some specific details to the magician in detail, and then took Myrcella through the teleportation circle and returned to the study of the wizard tower. .
"Isn't it a little too abrupt?" Myrcella took off the cloak she was wearing, hung it on the hanger, sat on the chair in front of Brian's desk, and couldn't help but ask.
The female lord, wearing only a thin shirt on her upper body, was leaning comfortably on a slightly tilted chair. Her proud figure was fully exposed. Brian even saw the two-buttoned collar. Inside, a pair of full bodies rose and fell with their breathing, trembling slightly.
This made him chuckle to himself. Ever since he expressed his feelings to Myrcella, the duchess, who was once unattainable and extremely noble in his mind, began to become casual in front of him.
He just didn't know if the duchess, who was several years older than him, would be so casual in other places, so he couldn't help but maliciously guess.
"Actually, I think so too." Brian came back to his senses, sat on the chair behind the desk, casually playing with a pen, met her confused gaze, and said truthfully: "For this The sudden revelation of his thoughts by a magician really surprised me."
"Yes, after all, as a legendary magician, it is not difficult to find a place to stay with his strength. Why did I find you?" The female lord raised her doubts as she flicked her hair on her face in boredom.
"Maybe it's because of my personal charm, or maybe he has good taste." Brian smiled narcissistically. He had his own plans for this warlock and didn't want to be involved in this. Too much discussion on the issue.
"You know? What I gained from this trip to the Dark Territory is richer than I imagined." He thought for a moment and changed a topic that interested Myrcella, "Not only did I gain A complete Miser Energy Core, and detailed knowledge about the Miser Energy Core.”
After hearing these words, the female lord paused slightly with her fingers twirling her hair, then straightened up, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Brian with a pair of beautiful eyes full of smiles.
Brian took out two thick magic books and pushed them in front of Myrcella, "I will leave this knowledge to you for safekeeping. With them, you can improve it based on my ideas. Magical energy engine and elemental furnace.”
In Brian’s improvement plan, he wants Myrcella to develop an ultra-small Mythor energy core, and then combine it with the magical energy engine and elemental furnace. Together.
In this case, it means that these power sources can not only provide power through burning gems, but also draw energy from the demiplane at any time, greatly improving their efficiency.
This is like adding a battery to an electric car that can automatically generate electricity anytime, anywhere, whether it’s windy or rainy, improving its own endurance and power.
As for how to proceed specifically, Myrcella will definitely need to conduct complex and complicated experiments to prove whether this method is feasible.
Now that the Miser energy core supporting the power of the floating city has been completed, he only needs to wait for the water fairy to wake up, and then he can start preparing to find a suitable mountain peak and start construction.
Myrcella suppressed the urge to read the books, put them away, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid there are more than these."
"That's right." Brian nodded slightly, no Keeping her waiting, he took out four golden scrolls that surprised the female lord slightly, "You read that right, these are the Nese scrolls, two "Secret Discourses" recording the creation of artifacts and two "Planes" recording the research of realms. mechanism". "
The "Secret Discourse" that records the creation of artifacts is of little use to Brian at the moment, because it is a set of scrolls that are the most difficult to understand.
Extended knowledge of all other Nether Scrolls is required before its power can be unlocked.
The "plane mechanism" of realm research has become the knowledge Brian needs most right now.
The content of these two records is the knowledge of space portals, and after Brian broke through to the legendary realm, he initially mastered some information about the laws of space.
He believes that as long as he masters these two scrolls, breaking through to a mid-level legend is just a matter of experience.
“Surprise?” Brian asked with a smile as he watched Myrcella looking at the four Nese scrolls fondly.
"Is there any surprise?" Realizing her gaffe, the female lord immediately regained her composure, "I just feel a little surprised."
"Is it just an accident?" Brian took out a book The book with a dark blue cover and a blank cover was pushed in front of Myrcella, "Look at this book. The content recorded in it is enough to refresh your outlook and horizons."
Myrcella was startled. Startled and curious, he took the thin book handed over by Brian into his hand and opened it.
In the quiet study, the magic halo flickered slightly. As time passed, Brian could even vaguely hear Myrcella's slightly rapid breathing.
"Is the content recorded here true?" After a moment, the female lord raised her head in shock, and the full softness swayed behind her shirt.
She put the book on the table and muttered to herself in disbelief: "The Magic Empire Alphatia, is there really such a powerful empire?"
"I'm not sure either." Brian said indifferently. He said in a tone of voice: "Even if there is, it must be outside a country that is far away and unknown. I just want you to know about it casually. You must not take it to heart, so it will affect your state of mind."
"No." Myrcella placed her right hand flat on the blank cover of the book, gently flipping her hair gracefully, showing a mature smile, "I have long passed the age of impulsiveness, this powerful magic empire, It will only broaden my horizons and let me know what awe is."
"I feel relieved." Brian nodded slightly, smiled, and put the book away carefully.
What is described here is a powerful magical empire: Alphatia. It is a fragmented historical fragment that Iolum obtained from an ancient mastermind. The pieced together content makes them 'hillbillies' 'Look, increase your knowledge.
To say how powerful this magic empire is, a simple Versailles famous saying can be concluded:
The Alphatia Empire has 1,000 parliamentary seats, and only mages with a strength of level 36 or above are eligible. Join, but because there are too few seats, many mages who are high enough in level and meet all the conditions complain that they have no chance to join.
Based on Brian’s level of knowledge and education, their magical achievements can only be described in two words: Abnormal!
As we all know, Netheril's greatest achievement is to fuck himself to death.
In the world of Toril, one of the most famous cases of large-scale destructive magic is the elves of Arivanda. A huge ceremony held by hundreds of high elf mages, one shot into the soul, destroying Broken the entire continent.
Alphatia has done the following things:
1. Give its home plane - the Alphatia plane. The origin of the Alphatia Empire is in a heterotopia the size of a star cluster. On the other hand, the original vacuum environment of the universe is filled with breathable air.
2. The core star system of this plane was crushed to pieces in the civil war.
3. So the remnants of the dead who had won the civil war decided to open the door directly and transport the entire population of the victorious side to a new planet in another dimension.
This knowledge about the Magic Empire can be said to have given Brian a huge boost of knowledge, because what he once thought was the end of arcane magic has completely changed after seeing a brief introduction to this empire. Subverting his own imagination, he lit up an unreachable light again in the dark void of the universe.
"Bryan." Looking at Myrcella in trance, she called out his name softly and said, "Don't you realize that your power is constantly expanding."
"Of course I know." Brian looked at her doubtfully and did not continue. He knew that the female lord must have more to say.
"Since you are ready to conquer the Enook Desert and establish a prosperous arcane empire." The Duchess said to him seriously:
"You must lay a good foundation first. After reading about According to Alphatia’s introduction, I feel that with our current power, we can form an Offensive Council organization with this goal in mind, and give them a detailed division of labor, with clear goals and division of labor, as well as unified thinking. Regardless of whether we Both work efficiency and cohesion will be raised to new heights."
After listening to the female lord's story, Brian nodded thoughtfully. The other party is indeed the duchess of Arabe, so quickly. Aware of the looseness of his own power.
"Then do you have any good suggestions?" He looked at the dignified and beautiful face of the female lord and asked.
"Let's do this. Wait a moment, and you will notify your subordinates, while I will be responsible for notifying the relevant personnel in Susar." The female lord thought for a moment, her beautiful eyes flashed, and said: "Let them gather tomorrow Come together, tell us your recent plans and future goals clearly, and then form an organization similar to the 'Official Council'."
"As for the details of the organization in the future, leave it to me to help you plan. ." Myrcella held her chin in her hands, looking at Brian with a smile in her eyes, and there was expectation in her gaze.
“I understand.” Brian looked at Myrcella, held her left hand that was flat on the table, and nodded: “Then let’s set the time for tomorrow. Once everything is planned, I will set off immediately. Heading to Guangze.”
He didn’t know how much time it would take to venture through Guangze to the Shadow Plane, so he decided to let Myrcella help him plan everything before leaving.
After all, he now owns everything from mysterious magical knowledge to land and wealth, as well as the population of the entire Kingdom of Cormyr behind him. It is also time to start laying the foundations of the tall buildings.
Seeing the female lord nod, Brian would smile, then stand up and walk to the large floor-to-ceiling window, seriously thinking about his recent plans and goals.
He couldn't help but look up at the stars. The night sky was dotted with stars, and the boundless starry sky seemed to be showing splendor and splendor towards him.
As time passed, the gorgeous and vast scene outside the window gradually strengthened his ideal.
A familiar fragrance came over, Brian did not turn around, but couldn't help but take a deep breath, and asked as if talking to himself: "Myrcella, I am very curious, what is your goal in life? ?”
"My goal in life? My original goal is to protect the Kingdom of Cormyr." The dignified and elegant female lord, with long hair, faintly shining, walked slowly towards Brian, gently held his cheek with her hands, Kissing his lower lip lightly, he then naturally and generously leaned her graceful body into his arms, smiling softly: "But with your appearance, I found a new goal."
"What is it?" Brian put his arms around the soft slender waist and hugged the noble duchess tightly. Feeling the breath close at hand, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead and asked softly.
“I want to be the greatest spellcaster in history.”
Myrcella leaned against Brian’s chest with a smile on her face. She thought for a while, delicately A blush quietly appeared on his face, and his voice was like a fine fly, "I still want to wait until everything settles down... before I have a child with you, so that the bloodline of our Raul family can continue."
"Really? ?" Brian was stunned at first. He didn't expect that such words would actually come out of the other party's mouth, which made his heart jump unconsciously. The soft hair slipped through his fingertips and he stroked it. Touching her soft cat-like back, he smiled and teased: "Then you have to work hard next."
At this moment, he understood the implications of the duchess's words, but Brian had more important things to do now, so he could only turn a blind eye to her slightly resentful look.
After the small talk was over and Myrcella was sent away, he returned to his seat and brought up the system bar with a solemn expression.
In this transaction with Iolum, since what I gave him was a complete set of spiritual knowledge inherited from the world of Atas, in order to make the transaction fair, the other party It seems extremely generous.
Because when Iolum proposed to let Brian regain Netheril, he realized that the other party definitely wanted to use the method of transferring 'karma' to allow him to break through the high legend and become a 'transcendental one' 'like existence.
In order to prevent any flaws in his mood in this transaction, Iolum must make the transaction fair and just, and even tilt it to Brian's side, so that he cannot suffer a loss.
It is precisely for this reason that Brian not only received the spiritual inheritance of the Mind Flayer civilization, but also gained the most precious spiritual understanding.
The most important thing is that this inheritance is not pure knowledge, which requires a lot of time to learn, but is crystallized through the mind flayer civilization improved by Iolum, a product called ' Obtain the black technology of the main brain thought extraction device.
The main function of this black technology is to extract all the vast knowledge and understanding of spiritual energy stored in the mind flayer's master's brain for future generations to inherit.
Then, Brian no longer wasted any time and immediately retrieved the experience points, preparing to upgrade his long-stagnant psion level to the legendary realm.
(End of this chapter)