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Ilminster looked up alarmedly, and from outside came a particularly sharp metallic sound, which was from the sword against the stone, and he knew that someone was going to kill him, so he got up softly, closed the magic book in his hand, and listened intently, and soon he smiled, and they did come, and an elf was cursing at another accomplice

Ilr recalls what Sascher had told about the layout of the buildings in this castle...... Nothing, except that this hall was in the center of the castle, and the elves who came to hunt him were probably a few steps away, or they might have to trek for hours, but their purpose was clear, otherwise why would anyone call their companions "shh......h Exceptional"

Il stood in place, his elbow under his elbow, and he tried his best to think about countermeasures, he could still use his staff to escape and transfer himself to another place, but then he would never have the opportunity to use his own long-range escape spell again, and the only place he could think of in the whole of Komando was the Cave of the Ages, but God knows what advanced defenses there were in the cave to prevent thieves from getting in and out, the best way was to hide, because the more elven blood on his hands, the more it would embarrass his elven friends, and the less likely it would be to let him stay here, and the more unlikely it would be for Mystra's plan to be completed, of course, he wanted to hide it in a group of sensitive and nimble elven catchersIt wasn't easy to come by, and Mistra only gave him a killing spell, not a whole dozen, and if he didn't hide it well, he would have to be exposed to a large group of hunting elves, kill one of them, and then be killed by them

A little imp flew down from the air, making a faint noise, sounding like a mocking joke, but the Arsenrant suddenly had an idea, and he turned into a ghost

He hurriedly took two steps forward to take a closer look at the direction in which the ghost had disappeared, and sure enough, he made a new discovery: there was a crack at the top of a wall, and that crack was of course too small for him to hide his body, but it was more than enough to hide a magic book

Maigara had taught him the Ghost Transformation Technique, which allowed him to transform into a ghost and his true form repeatedly in a short period of time, and each transformation lasted only nine minutes, after which the magic would be interrupted, and when he returned to his true form for the fourth time, it would also mean the end of the spell

Il turned into a shadow and flew high into the air, and as soon as he reached the height of the crack in the wall, he heard a grinding sound from somewhere very close, presumably caused by his boots slipping off the stones, and it was obvious that his opponents were already coming, and he didn't have much time

A group of pale, black things rushed out of the darkness, apparently provoked by Il, and he was taken aback and almost fell over, but luckily dodged in time to avoid the ghosts surrounding him, and it was impressive, and then they poured out of one corner in droves, and flew towards the other clearing, and the ghosts of Dradego, although they were not very fond of humanoid invaders, did not like other ghosts even more

Ilr reached the gap and floated sideways, it led to a small, narrow room, it could be seen that it was a much larger living room, but the roof had already collapsed, and there were bones scattered on the ground, probably elven bones, if he spent too much time here, I wonder if those ghosts would let him go so easily, but unfortunately now is not the time to think about this, he looked around and found that the air was filled with a light purple mist, what kind of magic was it, of course, what kind of magic was it, whatever it was, Il, he didn't feel any unusual reaction for the time being, and still maintained a weightless flying shadow form, floating to the other end of the small room

There were holes in the wall that must have been used to place the beams, and the ghosts could easily slip through these holes to the open sky outside, and from this small hole Ilr saw the first elf to climb up, he stepped on the gravel, and his sword was raised in his hand, and if Il's memory was right, the man's name was Ivian Serro, a bloodthirsty young elf

There is also a collapsed wall full of jagged, The hole with jagged edges could be drilled through it as a last resort, if he could stand the feeling of the sharp stones cutting through his body, but from this small hole, he could see a passage connecting the outer wall of the castle where Ivian was and the dark hall where Ivian had studied, looking out of the hole, below was the base of a newly collapsed round tower, surrounded by rubble, and there was a path under Ivyan's feet that led to a reception room, and through the round tower, this path was unusually narrow, full of suffocating dust, and walked past the hall where Evian put his magic book, and the passage was not long, and Ivyan's movements were quite fast

The Arsenrants didn't have much time before Il landed on the bone-covered ground, turned back into shape, and pulled his pants down

His experience as a thief in Hassanta had left her with many valuable treasures, such as the long, sturdy rope that he habitually wrapped around his lower abdomen, and now he let go of the rope and threw it out of the crack in the wall, most of which was tied to the beam of the bone room, and he lifted his pants in one hand and turned into a ghost again, and got back from the crack to get the magic book

As he had slipped through the crack in the wall, he tied the book to the rope tightly, and a sneaky sound came from the hallway, indicating that Ivian and the other hunters had broken into the castle, and they must have seen him, his pants falling to his ankles, and hurriedly tying a book with a rope

Ilr turned into a ghost again, and quickly jumped into the air, crawled through the cracks, and returned to the small room full of broken bones, and then turned back into a human form, holding his breath and pulling back the rope, and the magic was about to fail, and he had to get the work done quickly, by this time the spellbook had been safely stuck in the wall, and a puff of dust was falling from the cracks, and he lifted his pants and tied his belt, leaving the book and the messy rope behind, and waited for the matter in front of him to be over

He turned into a gray void again, and peeked out into the crack, and as Ivian had just entered the hall, he was aware of the high wall where the dust had fallen, and Ilr quickly stuck his head back so that the elves would not see him, and he hung in the darkness and thought hard about what to do next, and the elves had probably already decided to kill him

Soon after, Il burrowed into the collapsed room and shivered, and a real ghost began to harass him, burrowing through his body and whining back to the elf-filled hall

A scream sounded below, a flash of magic, and Il, with a cold smile, pulled himself out of the beam hole into another room, drifting around the castle, carefully observing the current situation

What he saw was not exhilarating, it was a rather vast and magnificent ruin, but after all, it was a large ruin, and the only intact room was the pedestal of the round tower he had just seen, where at least nine elves with swords in their hands and various unknown magic spells were cruising one by one through the once glorious and magnificent Dradego Castle, and behind them there were at least three ghosts flying up and down like ghostly bats, but they could not really hurt their opponents

But in any case, the real trouble was the four elven mages sitting near the ruins not far away, and the magic they emitted was a thin mist that enveloped the entire space, which was the source of the lilac mist that Il had seen in the small room earlier, and now the entire castle had been enclosed in it

Ilr floated back into his small room, turned back into a humanoid form, leaned on the hard stone pile with his shoulders, and sighed cautiously, it was better not to use the ghost transformation method now

He pulled out the staff from his belt and let it levitate in mid-air, carefully awakening the energy it contained, and a numb tingling sensation came from the tips of his fingers, Il understood that the elves were using the detection method, as long as he used the staff, he would be discovered, and sure enough, their excited cries were immediately heard below, but the staff had already copied the lilac light mist spell used by the opponent, and it turned out to be a protective magic that prevented the opponent from using the long-range escape technique, as long as the opponent wanted to escape, the mist could burn the caster into a roast duck from the inside out

He was trapped in this castle, unless he could get out of here with his feet now, or he would fly out of here again with other ghost transformation methods, and choosing the former would mean fighting with these dozen or so elven warriors, and then going straight to the spells laid by the four mages, unless he won to get out of the castle, and everyone was waiting for this difficult human to appear, eager to kill him

Ilr pondered his next plan, the staff fell into his hand, and he reinserted his belt, he lay in the darkness, surrounded by rubble and bones, like a mess of ropes, with the magic book stuck in the broken wall above his nose, and the elves below the hall across the wall beat their swords against the rubble, and loudly talked about where the "abominable humans" would hide, and the detection technique he had used earlier told them that he must be nearby, believing that it would not be long before they would come up with a way to dig the wall and dig holes

"Mistra," Ilminster exhaled, closed his eyes, and prayed silently: "Goddess, please help me, the other party has too much magic and manpower, if I choose to fight them easily, many people will die, now what should I do, please guide me to take charge of the mysterious saint, I will go to the local area, all my actions are in accordance with your teachings, and there is no fault"

Slowly, he was half-hung from the rubble, gods, wasn't he nervous, no, no, he was literally floating, and in his mind his prayers tumbled and poured to the far and far side of the emptiness, and a black thing gradually emerged from the emptiness and nothingness, and approached him, a smooth, dark, shivering, small, trembling thing, a token of the Wisdom Jewel of the Aracelale family

Isn't it supposed to be on Osellas Aracela's forehead now, but now it went straight to Il, and it unbelievably turned into a huge sphere, enveloping him tightly in it, and he hovered in the dark core of the sphere, swaying up and down with the circular curve, this must be the memory left by Il, although the information left in the wisdom gem is vast, but his memory also has a place

Oh, beloved god Mistra, please bless me, bless me, this thought flashed at thought, and a burst of chaotic consciousness rushed violently, almost tearing him apart, he turned around and wanted to run, but no matter where he ran, the impact of consciousness was close at hand, help, it was above his head, it wanted to swallow him

"Hear someone talking nonsense, it must be the human who is right above us," the elven whispers rumbled down on Il's body in a low voice from all directions

The sound of chaos nearly deafened his ears, blood poured into his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mouth, and pulled him into the endless darkness

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