Yes, can't hesitate anymore.

It's not just that he can't bear to see these venerable Grand Arcanists die with their enemies in such a cheap way.

Instead, he suddenly realized that even though these Grand Arcanists had paid for their precious lives, they still hadn't achieved any tangible results.

Calthas, please make a decision as soon as possible, detect a massive spectral reaction underground.

Because just now, Icarus reminded him in his thoughts.

Karthas's pupils constricted, and he immediately opened the Eye of True Vision.

Then he was stunned to see that not only the giant Ferin Demon Sunflower that had been killed before, but also the normal Ferin Demon Sunflower in the sky that seemed to be being killed continuously, after they died, an unknown particle swarm would also float back to the depths of the earth with that ghostly energy, and then be re-conceived, and sprayed out again by those purple aerosol pillars that reached the sky.

So, even if they are killed, there is no point in them.

They are really a whole

And as they absorb more and more magical power, the underground ghost energy transformation reaction becomes more and more large.

This is a phenomenon that has never been seen before, or has not been observed by them.

Karthas suddenly burst out laughing inexplicably, laughing to the point of sadness, laughing to tears.

He remembered the nightmare that had haunted him all his life since he was born, and remembered the meteor that fell from the sky.

It turns out that they Netheriel have been fighting against this kind of thing all along?

No wonder Icarus calls them debris from the Void, contamination that must be removed.

If they are allowed to devour Nethriel again, it will be a bit of a problem for the gods to deal with them.

But why did the gods ignore them?

No matter

It's time to give it a go

After Calthas became a lich, the wrinkles on his face deepened, and he took out the spell materials left behind by Iorem.

The most conspicuous of these are the primeval golden dragon's stomach filled with ore, the pituitary membrane of the Doomsday Destroyer, and the tentacle tissue of the corpse of the Felin Demon Sunflower.

Xu is Karthas's movements have attracted the attention of many Grand Arcanists.

"Karthas, think twice!" an old archacanist suddenly reminded.

Caltha's words to appease them may have deceived the common people, the ordinary arcanists, but they could not deceive, the great arcanists who really understood how difficult the road to godhood was.

Even Iolem had failed, so his god-sealing spell was definitely fatally flawed.

No matter how talented Karthas was, how could he have solved this defect perfectly in just two months?

"We have no choice. Karthas looked up at the cloudy sky and muttered.

The next moment, he slammed his staff towards the ground, and an invisible arcane aura spread out silently.

All the spellcasting materials that it affected turned into ashes, and then turned into a majestic pillar of golden light, which shot out from the staff in his left hand towards a certain part of the void.

It crossed the spatial barrier, connecting him to the kingdom of the Goddess of Magic.

The first twelve-ring spell in the history of Corell was cast by Karthus.

"Hmm" Karthas's body trembled heavily, as if his heart had stopped beating for a moment.

He held the staff's left hand, and immediately the skin opened the flesh, and several pieces of rotten flesh fell silently, turning into ashes before they could hit the ground.

The next moment, he felt it

A divine force, from all directions, rushed into his fragile mortal body, surging and wildly stirring.

At the same time, his mind began to be filled with endless incredible knowledge and wisdom.

In that instant, Karthas became the god of magic!

The strength of the goddess of magic and the priesthood combined with him gave him the wisdom and vision of a god at the same time.

However, in that moment, Karthas realized what a terrible and stupid thing he had done.

He stole power from a god that he shouldn't have stolen at all.

Mithriel's duties require her to use her divine powers to regulate and repair the web.

Because the web is always under threat, it is often damaged by the Nether's misuse of magic and by the magic sucking of the Ferin Devil Sunflower.

And when she lost the ability to keep the Primordial Demon Net stable, the magical energy suddenly flooded.

It never occurred to him that from the moment he stole the power of the Goddess of Magic, it would permanently change the way magic worked, and all magical power would become chaotic and disorderly.

Vast knowledge often prevails over rational wisdom, and Karthas is no exception.

They surging and rising and falling in disorder, multiplying the power of all magic and no longer being able to control it.

Although he became a god, he also foresaw the wreaking havoc of runaway magic throughout Correll, the crash of the Floating City and the destruction of Netherel with the vision of a god

And the latter, immediately cashed in!

Because, in the form of a mortal, even if he becomes a god, he still can't control the magic net!

As a result, the magic net began to appear chaotic.

After becoming a god, Karthus pushed it into the abyss before he could save Netherel from this war.

With the chaos of the magic web, the Miser energy core of the floating city began to stop functioning.

Karthas could only watch as the floating city clusters, which were originally roaring and spitting out a metal storm, began to mute one after another, and then fell towards the desert in a dejected manner

Looking at the Great Arcanist who had just warned him, because of the sudden failure of the Life Extension Technique, he suddenly looked back at him, and with a silent sigh, he turned into flying ashes.

Looking at the city of Karthas under his feet, suddenly disintegrating, looking at his father and sister who were expecting him to turn the tide in the distance, embracing each other with dazed and sad faces, disappearing helplessly under the falling rubble like mortals.

"No !!"

Karthas instinctively wanted to cast a spell to save it all.

But he suddenly found that he couldn't move and couldn't cast any spells.

Because a red crystal was spreading rapidly in his left hand, which was holding the staff.

He became a god.

But it only lasted for a moment

At that moment, he was finally heartbroken and desperate.

"I'm sorry

"I'm sorry, father, sister, but I failed to live up to your expectations.

"I'm sorry, Grand Arcanists, it was my stupidity that ruined this last hope.

"I'm sorry, people of Netheril, it was my stubbornness that buried you.

"I'm sorry, teacher, but I made a mistake again and tried to ban your belief in gods as a mortal.

"O Mithriel, the god of magic!

"Though my life is as humble as dust, I am willing to give you all I have, I pray of you!

"Please, save Netheril!

"This is my only prayer! Please!!

"If it is too filthy for mere mortal me to steal your power and get my hands on your throne!

"Then send down the divine punishment and destroy it all and end this war!

"At least it doesn't make no sense for us to perish Netheril!

"Please"

By the time he said these last three words, Karthhas had completely reduced himself to a stone statue.

"Hey"

I don't know if it was a delusion on the part of Karthas, but he faintly heard the teacher's sigh.

The next moment, a woman dressed in a sacred robe appeared in front of him out of thin air, stretched out her hand, and gently brushed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

teacher

At that moment, through the magical link between the two, Karthus finally understood

The woman in front of her is the goddess of magic, Misreel.

It's also my own teacher, Rise.

Three hundred years later, he saw his teacher as he wished, but let his teacher see himself so ugly.

What's even more ridiculous is that what he seized was the power and priesthood of his own teacher.

He wanted to say sorry to his teacher.

Unfortunately, Karthas could no longer speak, not even say goodbye to his teacher.

On the contrary, Res, or rather Mithreel, smiled bitterly and said to her proudest student:

"Carl, don't blame yourself, the teacher never blamed you.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, it's me who was too busy to stop you.

"Go with peace of mind, and leave the rest to the teacher. ”

As Mithriel said these words, Karthas could clearly sense the other party's bad state, and even the naked eye could see the traces of some kind of energy erosion on her skin

Is that

Spectral energy!

The still remnants of God's vision allowed him to peek into a corner of the kingdom of Mithriel at that moment.

There, too, is fighting a battle that is 10,000 times more tragic than Netheriel's, and from the astral realm beyond the kingdom of God, endless black creatures are pounced on her kingdom of God.

And outside the kingdom of God, there are three beings like black holes, who are absorbing and chiseling the crystal walls of the kingdom of God!

When he captured Misreal earlier, he also put Misreal into an extremely passive disadvantage in an instant.

However, what he definitely didn't expect was this.

Mithriel's next move made the crystals on Karthas's face crack.

"No !!"

Seeing that this Mithriel, who had already seized the power of Karthas, condensed a golden dagger in his hand, showed a gentle smile at Karthas, and stabbed the dagger into his neck!

There was no blood spilled, even if it was robbed of its power and priesthood.

She was still in the body of a god, the golden dagger stabbing into the back of her neck.

Like the Grand Arcanists who had lost their false lives, her body was like corroded crimson metal, then weathered to ashes under the desperate gaze of Karthas

This original goddess of magic, in order to protect the magic net, in order to protect her own kingdom, for the safety of the Korrell continent, in order to save the precarious Netherreel, in order to fulfill the last wish of the students.

Embraced death before the situation got out of hand.

Only then can the connection between her and Karthhas be severed, and at the same time the magical web can be closed.

This also caused all magic in the world to disappear temporarily.

Unfortunately, without the power of magic, the remaining floating cities of Nessreal fell one after another, and Karthas was gradually engulfed in death.

His bloated stone statue fell from the crumbling platform of the disintegrating Floating City and fell vertically to the earth.

His body sank in the wind of the seat, and his petrified eyes still shone with the light of god-like omniscient and omnipotent wisdom, faintly witnessing the end of the shattered bones of the floating cities and the withering of all life there.

His heart was broken and he longed for the power of the gods to settle everything, but he opened the door of destruction with his own hands, and buried his respected teacher, his most admired woman, his homeland, his relatives, his friends, and his people in the abyss of this catastrophe.

Soon, however, Mithriel was reincarnated as a new magical goddess named Mystra, who turned around and became one with a beautiful peasant girl in one of the remnants of a floating city.

The first thing she did after being reborn was to re-establish order in the magical web.

This time, in order to restore the magic net as soon as possible and restore the power of his divine kingdom, and also to prevent no one from repeating the mistakes of Karthus.

She added some restrictive rules, and spells with more than 10 rings could no longer be used.

Unfortunately, even if Mystra was able to rebuild the new net as quickly as possible, she would only have time to save the next three Nestrael Floating Cities, and none of the others would be spared.

The three cities are, Anariel, Aslon, and Harondains.

They were all located in extremely high airspace, and they only survived until the magic net was restored.

They landed safely on the ground, and the inhabitants stumbled out of the city in terror.

The priests of the goddess of magic were told about Karthas by the gods.

Some are in dreams, and some are through visions that occur during prayer.

Mistra's purpose in doing so was to warn people about the need to prevent such tragedies from happening in the future.

However, Karthas is still revered as the only mortal in history to reach the realm of gods by magic, even if it was short-lived.

Fearing the threat of the Ferin Demon Flower, the punishment of the gods and the attack of the orcs, the surviving inhabitants left the city.

About one-third of the population moved to the north.

The rest built the "Shadows" of the Nethril Empire in the southern part of the Old Empire.

Or, to put it nicely, the Survivor's Nation includes the city-states of Anariel, Asron, and Harondains.

Some of the people who moved north misinterpreted Mystra's "dream revelations" and built a small city near the body of Karthas, who was already a blood-red statue, according to their own understanding.

They regarded the former Great Master as a dead deity and worshipped his remains.

They also named the city Carlser as a sign of respect for the "gods".

On this day, the goddess of magic, who had become Mystra, finally came to the god.

He glanced at Karthas with a complicated look, as if he were looking at a stranger, the most familiar of them

She said softly, "Karthas, Misriel's last wish, I have fulfilled it, you can go in peace." ”

When the statue of Karthas heard this, the magic in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Mystra was slightly stunned and sighed, "Why are you bother?"

Because as the goddess of magic, she could see at a glance that Karthhas did not choose to reincarnate her soul.

The Guardian of Netherel and the Gravedigger chose to destroy his soul.

Just like my own teacher.

As Karthas's soul was extinguished, the dream in front of Levi's eyes also began to shake and disappear.

The story of Carl and Ress is over

As one of the bystanders and witnesses of this disaster, Levi, who was in a heavy mood, sighed.

He was also worried that Karthas would use his body to resurrect the corpse.

But now it seems that he is overly worried

Karthas, who has experienced this human tragedy.

Hell-bent on death.

But just as he withdrew from this dream.

In his thoughts, two messages suddenly popped up again that almost made him explode instantly:

The Incarnation of Karthhas is a twelve-ring spell I created on Iorum's Divine Seal, which can briefly steal the power of an being.

For the sake of the teacher, for the sake of the teacher, the little brother of the Heart of Ten Thousand Laws of Karthus, pass on the arcane and glory of Netherel to me, and for the great arcanists who have passed away.

Even if you don't fully understand the nature and essence of magic and arcane, you can still use them with the help of Kartha's memory!

"!!"

Levi's first reaction was, when exactly did Karthhas become aware of his existence, and how could he be aware of his existence?!

This doesn't fit the paradox of space!

In addition, he was directly stunned by the luxurious gift package of his generous brother

So much so that after Levi woke up from his dream, he unconsciously staggered two steps backwards, so that he didn't notice anything unusual on the floor.

Click!

The floor that had been shot by those hedrons was directly shattered by Levi's foot.

With a loud bang, he and Alley fell heavily to the central control room below.

Levi just looked up, after noticing that the two of them were being focused by the double-digit legends in the central control room.

This silver dragon, which had just received the inheritance of Karthus, was extremely happy and sad