Heart of Spells, the kingdom of the goddess of magic!

This multi-crystal wall is the abode of the gods of magic, and the absolute center of the "magic" of the whole world. In addition to Mystra, the goddess of magic, there are also gods of the magic system such as the god of art and reptiles, the god of travel and exploration, the god of mages, Azus, the god of prophecy, and a series of gods of magic.

Such a divine kingdom, let alone suddenly besieged by the gods, even if it was surrounded by multiple powerful divine powers, as long as the goddess of magic herself did not make a faint move, it was enough to support those powerful divine power alliances to fall apart by themselves!

In the eyes of some ancient gods, it is an unfallable realm.

But now, everything has changed.

With the sudden fall of the goddess of magic, the collapse of the magic web, and the attack of the gods, the entire heart of the spell suddenly fell into collapse!

A volcano erupted in the sea, and flames erupted from it, boiling the nearby waters, and scalping, blinding magma spread in all directions, devouring everything it could touch.

Floating islands are crumbling, rocks and metal crackling are continuous, and the rain of falling fire of the magic apostles and the broken wreckage of magical girls are raining down.

The whole world, a vast ancient kingdom of gods, seems to be engaged in a close grand symphony, welcoming the twilight and the end of the magic gods!

The collapse of the magic web and the successive fall of the magic gods shook the entire world, and for a while, the eyes of all the gods and strong people in the entire crystal wall system were focused on this!

Then, they saw shattering webs, shattering hearts of spells, and magical gods that had fallen into the astral plane one after another!

This is a world disaster.

It's a magical disaster.

But it's also a carnival for all the powerful who are qualified to participate!

Ilminster stands atop his towering mage's tower.

There was no need to pass through the magic net that was already in danger and was about to completely collapse in an instant, nor did he need to absorb a trace of power from the outer world, it was completely the "magic power" that overflowed from his own strength, and began to fill the complicated and extremely complicated thirteen-ring magic array that he had already built!

In his body that seemed to be shaped like dead wood, there was a steady stream of magic flowing out, as if it was endless!

After reaching the legendary level, the archmage of the legendary level can be said to be a small source of magic, which can get rid of the dependence on the "magic net" to a limited extent, and can bypass the monitoring of the magic net purely by his own strength, write a spell model, and cast the magic of each ring, without fear of the limit of the number of spell slots per day.

If the legendary mages are in charge of the "Eleventh Rings" magic, they are standing tall, so that they can become the demigods of the world. Then the influence of the number of spell slots/daily that are no longer controlled by the magic net is the power that completely separates them from the group of mortals in the human main material world!

Think about it, the "Eleventh Ring" legendary magic that is completely unlimited, all kinds of unbelievable, and even touches the realm of gods, explodes in the hands of their group of legendary mages like an ordinary ring of "acid rays", even if it is a vast empire, it has to be surrendered under their obscenity.

But legendary-level mages are not omnipotent, and the magic power of using spells is provided by themselves, although they are freed from the control of the "magic net" and get rid of the influence of the mage position. But every bit of magic must be one's own power, ordinary magic doesn't matter, but once the magic level rises to "legendary", a lot of the magic power required has to be drained alive and a half-plane!

This has led to a lot of legendary mages, who have been "legendary" for hundreds of years, but still haven't collected the magic power to use an eleven-ring magic, so they have to still be attached to the "magic net" and become one of the vassals of the goddess of magic. And live.

Well...... I have to say, it's a sad story.

The magic of an eleven rings is still like this, not to mention the magic of the thirteen rings that distorts all the rules of reality and can pull the god himself down from the throne and usurp his throne by himself.

This kind of magic is no longer the so-called "touching the realm of the gods", but a great terror that really shakes the foundation of the world's existence.

"Fortunately, there has only been one such magic since the dawn of civilization...... There's only one. ”

Everywhere the legendary sage of the world Ilminster could see, there were endless brilliant magic spells.

It's all his own power.

It was the origin that he slowly absorbed from "magic" and her daughter through his own efforts for thousands of years after reaching the legendary level! (* ̄m ̄)

Right!

He didn't rely on the help of outsiders, but completely relied on his own efforts and daily hard work!

Therefore, there is never a trace of side-by-side in his power, and it can be said that in the entire pluralistic world of gods, except for that group of powerful divine powers, the only one who holds the "Force" in his human body is the only existence!

So compared to the group of legendary mages who should have gone to hell a long time ago and were shot and hung on the wall of the unbelievers by the gods one by one, the advantage he occupies is too great!

As the saying goes, the flying dragon rides the face, and you ask me how I can lose!

The power of the "Karlsasden Divine Technique" was unleashed by Ilminster in an instant.

But before him, there had already been more than a dozen almost identical and similar "Ascending Divine Techniques" released by more than a dozen other legendary archmages.

For a while, in the sky of the world, the brilliance reflected by the endless blurry magic was like the morning light, and it actually cast a brilliant veil on the environment that was already heading for the end of the world.

Destruction and beauty collide and intertwine and merge completely here, which has to be said to be a wonderful irony.

The world is wailing.

As the center of world magic, the "Heart of Spells" was already crumbling due to the sudden fall of the goddess of magic, as well as the powerful divine bombardment of the Lord of Dawn and Mother Earth Goddess, and had already fallen into a countdown to destruction.

And now, because of these legendary archmages, they suddenly mended their swords from behind, and directly tore into 10 pieces together with the thirteen-layer magic net covering the sky!

Almost all of the mages smiled calmly.

They believe that without the checks and balances of the goddess of magic, the priesthood and power of "magic" are like a vault without shackles, and they can let themselves go in and out at will,, and whatever way they want.

But in the blink of an eye, the smile on Ilminster's lips froze.

"What about the "magical" priesthood? What about such a big piece of "magical" priesthood that I put here? What about the goddess of magic? And what about the divine power she has accumulated for three generations? Why nothing!! This... She... Magic... It's just an empty shell! ”