"Draw energy from the primordial wild magic, completely break free from the control of the magic web, and reshape the extremely complex spell model according to your own will...... Sure enough, legendary magic is what I've been pursuing and looking for......"

Zhang Cheng muttered to himself as he flipped through the slightly yellowed parchment scroll in his hand.

Nearly two months had passed since he had made his request, and he had already received some of what he wanted from Erastro.

Of course, in return, the Grey Dwarves began to evacuate the Mithril Hall one after another, settling in an underground mine less than forty kilometers away from Luskan.

It was originally a refined iron mine mined by the Arcane Brotherhood with slaves, and it was entrusted to them to manage and mine.

After all, the gray dwarves are naturally excellent absentees and blacksmiths, plus they are good at night combat and sneak attacks, and with these more than 4,000 gray dwarves stationed nearby, anyone who wants to send ground troops to attack Luskan must be careful of their butts.

As for whether there will be danger along the way, there is no need to worry at all, with the help of the dragon lich who has mastered the power of the shattered magic crystal, just build a portal to connect the two places.

In fact, Zhang Cheng intends for these gray dwarves to slowly build a huge underground city that can be used to store some shady things or carry out dangerous large-scale magical experiments.

After all, so far, the parchment has not given how long he will stay in this world, but judging from the fact that the body given is a dragon, it is definitely not short.

What's more, in another half year or so, the continent of Faeron will usher in a turbulent year, the gods will lose their proud identity and be imprisoned in a mortal body, and many gods will die during this time, including the second generation of magic goddesses.

Mages, Warlocks, and Bards have to confront the primordial energy of losing the bound of the magic web, some of them will go mad, some will die under the frenzied magic, and a very small number will feel the greatness of the most primitive magical energy and thus master the power of the true caster.

Similarly, priests and a small group of druids who relied on the gods of nature to obtain divine magic faced an insurmountable obstacle, which was that they had to follow their own gods in order to obtain divine magic.

Although all this is less than a year, the impact on the world is profound.

Most importantly, it was a rare opportunity to have an intimate encounter with God.

Zhang Cheng, who is constantly hovering between madness and reason, longs to be able to kill a relatively weak god and crack the mystery of divine power.

He even secretly made a list of the weakest and most sparsely worshipped gods in the Faren Continent.

Kill the gods!

No one who is looking for power can refuse such a temptation!

But before he could do that, he had to have a weapon capable of inflicting damage on the gods, and that weapon was legendary magic, a frenzied force that transcended the Nine Rings spell and was completely out of the control of the magic web.

Just as he was immersed in the joy of absorbing new knowledge, there was a sudden knock on the closed door.

Bang! Bang!

"Who?" Zhang Cheng put down the scroll in his hand, his tone full of impatience.

"Master, it's me. Sieney's voice came through the crack in the door.

"Is there anything important?"

Hearing that it was a female apprentice, Zhang Cheng's constricted brows loosened slightly.

Because he knows that if there is no major change, the other party will not easily disturb him.

"There's a mysterious and powerful mage who wants to talk to you face-to-face. ”

"Looking for me, where is he?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, revealing a strange expression.

With the Battle of Neverwinter over, he was no stranger, and the name of the Dragons of Chaos spread to every corner of the West Coast, along with the bard's ballads.

In particular, the dragon's breath infused with magical energy is enough to instantly destroy the stability of the surrounding magic web, causing it to temporarily transform into a chaotic magic area, which is simply a nemesis and natural enemy for the caster.

He really couldn't think of a mage who was so impatient that he dared to come to the door, even Erastro was extremely careful when he met.

"It's in the hall on the first floor, and I won't stop if I don't see you when I look at him. ”

......

A few minutes later, in the public area of the hall on the first floor of the Mage Tower, Zhang Cheng finally met the mysterious mage who wanted to see him.

A black velvet robe, black gloves, several rings on his fingers that shimmered with intense magical brilliance, and a neck guard made of unknown metal that had been wrapping around his entire head, revealing only two cold eyes.

On top of that, he exuded a tyrant-like aura all over his body, as if anyone who dared to disobey his orders would be brutally killed.

"Hello, mighty dragon, I've heard a lot of stories about you lately, so I've come to visit. As he spoke, the mage stroked his chest with one hand and bowed slightly.

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng looked each other up and down with interest.

"I—my name is Manson, I'm sure you've heard that name, haven't you?" the mage winked playfully.

"Manson, Lord of Santilburg?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although he had been searching in his mind for the name of the powerful spellcaster in the Northlands, he never expected it to be Manson.

Manson is not a small character, he is not only the lord of Santilburg, but also the supreme leader of the Santarin Society, which is on par with the Harper, and controls one of the largest intelligence networks in the land.

Moreover, Manson secretly joined forces with the church of the tyrannical god Bane, trying to spread the majesty of the Dark King throughout the world.

"Hahahaha! That's right! To be honest, I'm curious about how you went from a white dragon to what you are now, and even more curious about what you're doing right now. If you don't mind, can you share your story?" Manson laughed and said.

Looking at the other party's eyes full of ambition and desire, Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied in a meaningful tone: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to share my secret with anyone. But you, who came to Luskan alone, probably just to satisfy your curiosity?"

Manzon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "No! Of course not! On the contrary, I think we have a common goal and interests, and we can work together to fight the Harpists League and the pesky Magic Electorate, especially the difficult old fellow Ilminster." ”

"Oh, cooperation!"

"Yes, you don't know yet, do you? Some people have begun to see you as a terrible threat. They try to plot an assassination attempt to settle the trouble once and for all. ”

"Assassinate me, don't tell me it's one of those idiots in the League of Harpists!"

"Unfortunately, according to the information I have received, it is the top of the Harpists League. In order to solve the trouble once and for all, they even prepared a powerful magic weapon specifically against the dragon......"

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