The Outlands, a place that is unfamiliar to many of the inhabitants of the main material plane.

The reason for the strangeness is that the outer realms are very distant from the main material plane. But this distance is not a distance of distance, a person out of Atas in the fastest magic ship, no matter how far he sails in either direction, no matter how far he sails, he will not be any closer or farther from the Outlands.

In fact, the outer realms and the main material planes, including Athas, overlap, except that they do not interfere with each other, and cannot even be directly observed from the other.

The language used by mages to explain the Outlands was so difficult and obscure that it was already incomprehensible to ordinary people, and the knowledge of the psychic mancers was even stranger and stranger. Comparing the two, Muhadi still felt that the psyker's opinion was closer to the truth.

Lyra once mentioned that, according to some great psychic magicians, the world does not exist continuously, but intermittently at intervals of a certain minimum. And this minimum is named Planck's constant after the name of an ancient madman. These Great Psychic Warlocks believe that all objects possess energy that is an integer multiple of this constant.

Energy and mass are the same thing in this theoretical system. Therefore, in layman's terms, Planck's constant can be regarded as the most basic brick, and the whole world is made up of countless such bricks.

And the outer realm is made up of another kind of turning.

Psychic magicians now that the main physical plane does not occupy the entire space as some people usually believe. In fact, even if there is no gap in the world anymore, it is still extremely empty, because there are countless values between the gaps of Planck's constant, just as there are countless decimal places between one and two.

Imagine what happens when an odd and even team meet, but the truth is that nothing happens, because they will pass through the gap in the opposing team without noticing. The situation in the outer realm and the main matter plane is similar to this, although the two overlap, they do not interfere with each other, or even observe each other.

Unless, of course, you use magic or something to get between the two.

Now, along with Fatoumah, Fahd, and Aisha, Muhadi has used the witch king's magic to reach the heart of the Outlands, the city of Seals.

This great city floats atop the Infinite Spike, blatantly flouting the laws of gravity. She is also known as the city of gates, the queen of all cities. Most of its inhabitants are humanoids of celestial or nether blood, and it is known that there are portals to all worlds in all planes - as long as you know how to open them.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the spell that teleported here consumed too much life, Sultan Malik had planned to use the city of the Seal as a transit to fulfill his immigration plan.

Gods, demons, gods, and demons are all the time contemplating the city of the Seal. Mastering this city means mastering the passage to all planes, and who wouldn't want to control this multiverse? But if someone stops the gods and demons from turning this city into a burning battlefield, she is the Lady of Pain.

No one dared to call her name, because people were afraid of her presence. The blade turned quietly, and the tall lady was dressed in a wide brown robe, her calm face surrounded the shining blade, and a feeling was hidden under indifference. She never spoke, never showed up in the speakers' hall, never laid down any precepts, she just stood up to protect the city from a qiē threat.

There was once a powerful and powerful divine power, Esco, who tried to show his followers in the city of Seals. The result was that his majestic temple was reduced to rubble, and his body was nailed to the lady's blade and drifted towards the astral plane. The Lich God, Vicna, when he was at his strongest, also tried to challenge the Lady of Pain...... Now, Vikna has changed from a powerful divine power to a weak divine power, and he is hiding in the main material plane, never daring to go to the outer realm again.

The gods were insulated from the city of the sigils, their priests could enter, their agents were barely tolerated, but the gods were isolated from the city.

Muhadi and his companions were wandering through the famous bazaar of the Marked City, the city of gates, home to all sorts of strange objects from all planes—ice sculptures made of the water of the River Styx, ornaments inlaid with celestial gems, weapons made by masters and craftsmen from different worlds, and so on.

Fatuma is only nineteen years old now, an adult by the standards of an Atas elf, but here in the Outlands she is treated only as a minor girl. She was indeed like a girl, let out a lovely exclamation, and stayed in the market and didn't leave.

In comparison, Aisha and Fahd are much more urbane. Muhadi and the two of them chased the elven girls who were scurrying around, while inspecting the goods.

The sheer variety of goods is already dizzying, but the economic system of Imprint City is even more overwhelming.

Muhadi now saw how the merchants of the city rarely used silver coins as a means of circulation, and he soon discovered why. As the center of the universe, many demons and demons from the lower realms often travel to and from the Seal City, and the silver coins will make them feel pain. Undoubtedly, it is very rude to use silver coins to pay these demons, and many times there is still a fatal danger.

Similarly, due to the large number of Nether dwellers, the Copper Coins of Market City are known as the Green Horns. This is because the body fluids secreted by the demons are acidic, so all copper coins are covered with a layer of green patina.

All sorts of other weird currencies are also present here, and there are so many types of currencies that Psychic Warlocks have ever seen combined. Divine servants or Asmos from the upper realms use platinum coins, which emit a glittering glass of colorful light, and when shaken, it makes a pleasant sound, so that it is not afraid of thieves.

The Netherworlders, demons, demons, or tiflins of both bloodlines are used for tooth cards, blood coins, or gray ice (actually made of tungsten). They also used dice-like cube steel coins with heads etched on all six sides. Even more precious is the soul prism, which is the soul of the imprisoned beggar.

In addition to this, visitors to the Mechanical, Automatic, Tenacity, and Harsh Cities use CogCoins. The tiny teeth at the edge of these currencies can be completely meshed together like gears, just like the portrayal of the big machines themselves in the mechanical realm. This design also allows for a complete curb to the illegal means of scraping or cutting coins. Muhadi remembered that when he first arrived in Attas, he used the method of cutting coins to make money, but fortunately Attas did not use gear coins.

The three men who traveled with the Psychic Warlock all bought their favorite goods, and Fahd bought a Hidden Blade, which was very sharp, and was made by a dwarven craftsman who didn't know which plane. The elven girl is interested in a necklace with enchantments that help her resist malicious magical effects or psionic powers. Muhadi's psyker sister buys a piece of ice sculpture of the River Styx.

Only Muhati himself has not bought what he wants, what he wants to buy is news.

Rajat may have been to the Seal City before, but Muhadi did not have a complete memory of the primordial warlock, and it was almost completely unfamiliar to him. This also means that the psychic warlock does not know where the portal to the Atas crystal wall system is located in the imprint city.

The Witch King Malik may have known, but the Psychic Warlock didn't ask him, lest he reveal the fact that he wasn't the Primordial Warlock. Now, he must find an intelligence monger in this massive bazaar who can provide this information.

"Excuse me. The Psychic said to his three companions, pulling out a handful of Möbius coins and handing them to Fahd. "After shopping, you go to the hostel over there to rest, and I'll go find something. ”

The elf blinked, revealing a smile that was both handsome and a little obscene. "Whatever you want," he said with a smile. "But don't let my sister know if you're looking for a woman. ”

Both women were haggling with a long-tailed Tiffling vendor and did not seem to notice Muhadi's departure.

The psychic wizard's psionic ability told him that a tall man in the front corner seemed to have something he wanted to know. So he casually walked over to see what the man had to say.

"I noticed you. Muhathir approached this corner of the bazaar, where there were not many people, and the only visitors were demons or devils who had wings on their backs and were more than eight feet tall. One by one, their faces were not good, and they were in a hurry. Ordinary humanoids don't seem to dare to approach this area of the bazaar. "Do you sell intelligence?"

The man standing across from Muhadi was tall, over seven feet. His eyes are yellow and he has a tail on his back, suggesting that he is a tiflin - a human with demonic or demonic blood.

"Phew," the man said unceremoniously. "I'm just an errand runner, and the mistress wants you to meet her!"

"Who are you talking about hostess?" Muhati looked up at the other with some curiosity.

"You'll know when you go. The man said viciously. "Let's go find her in the afterlife!"

"May I ask you to say it again?"

"Phew, go find her in the afterlife!" the Tiefling man yelled.

An invisible force that could not be controlled suddenly lifted up the man, and Muhadi choked the opponent's neck with a volley of power. "Afterlife?"

"The afterlife is a club!, you main material plane buk," the man struggled. "I didn't say you were going to die!"

The other party didn't lie, and the psychic magician's ability told him about it. "Afterlife?"

"Over there, you just go this way!" the man felt the force on his neck a little less, and began to point out the route.

Interestingly, Muhathir thought, maybe he should really go and meet the man's mistress.

He followed the line that the Tiefling man had told him, and in a few moments he found the club she had spoken of. It was a large building, with a sunken plaza at the exit, and the multicolored light of the constant immortal flame spell spelled out the names of the afterlife and the appearance of several dancing women.

It looks bustling with men and women in fancy costumes. Muhati paused slightly, but finally made up his mind and walked in.

The space was larger than Muhadi had imagined, and could be found here with humans, elves, dwarves, tiflins, asmos, and even psicophic monsters and demons. In the center of the lobby is a huge dance floor with a bar and small tables for dance performances. Around the dance floor, there is a circle of tables where you can dine.

The Psychic Warlock sat down at a table away from the dance floor, and a waiter came over. "Wine, food, or women?"

"Give me a steak, by the way, woman. Muhathir said.

"The chef is a minotaur and doesn't sell beef here. The waiter snorted in disgust. "What kind of woman do you want?"

"Your hostess. ”

"If you want to fight, go to the hall over there, there are cage fights where you can bet!" said the waiter with his hands on his chest.

"Go, find, you, woman, lord, man!" Muhadi used his power to levitate him in the air, oppressing him with powerful psionic energy. The latter was manipulated by the psionic power of the psychic warlock, and sure enough, without saying much, he staggered away.

Now, Muhathir sits alone at the empty table, contemplating when the faceless hostess will appear.

Suddenly, a strange man sat nervously on a chair across from the empty table. "My lord, I've finally found you. The man said as he looked around, as if assessing how much cover the cacophony of voices could provide.

"You're looking for me?" Muhati was a little surprised, but he didn't show any face. This is the second person to look for him this day, and things are full of weirdness.

"Yes, sir. The boss said that everything has been negotiated, and that the meeting can be arranged for you at any time. The strange man said. "It's not safe here, let's go!"

"I'm here to see a lady, not to run around with some strange man. Muhati pondered for a moment and said. "You seem to know who I am, but I don't know who you are. So how can I be sure you're not an imposter trying to set a trap for me?"

"What?!" the strange man was horrified. "But if someone sues me, as long as you sue you above, you will understand everything!"

"I don't understand, you can't care. In short, I want to know who you are. ”

"Okay, okay. The uninvited guest reached out and pulled out a badge and handed it to Mohamad. At this point, he looked surprised and then whispered, "I'm sorry. Then, suddenly, he leaned forward, as if to say something more, but blood came out of his mouth. His head rested on the tablecloth and did not move.

Muhadi was now hit by a poison dart in the back, and whoever the killer was, his technique was so high that even the psychic warlock didn't figure it out. Surrounded by men and women having fun in the club, it was impossible to find out who the killer was.

While the psychic mancers were trying to find the killer, three attendants appeared. The three of them move quickly and swiftly, making people feel that the killing of guests at the table is a daily routine. They carried away the corpses, neatly and unobtrusively. Then they put on a new tablecloth, and it was as if nothing was raw.

The waiter who had been sent by Muhadi to run an errand came back and said, "Follow me." He bowed his head respectfully and said.

The waiter led Muhadi through the crowd on the dance floor to a high platform on the side. It seems to be a private area, with a separate stage for Xiaoyan, and comfortable sand and tables and chairs.

A woman with wings on her back stood with her back to Muhadi, and eight tall Hellpurgators stood as her bodyguards. These Hellpurgators exude a terrifying aura all over their bodies, and as the most powerful kind of devil, each of them is equivalent to a legendary warrior and a legendary mage. As for the woman standing with her hands in her hands, her aura was unfathomable.

"You're close enough!" said the woman, her tone tinging with maturity and decisiveness. Like a crime syndicate leader, Muhathir thought, is this the underworld in the city of Seals?

A Hellpurgite stepped forward to cast a spell, which seemed to be some kind of prophetic spell. "It's just that he's right. "After the spell is done, the guy said.

The woman who stood with her hands turned around, "You must forgive me for my caution, Rajat. Seal City is a place full of liars, and I have to worry if someone else is imposting. She said as she sat down on the sand and crossed her legs. Then, she gestured with her head to the empty seat in the sand beside her, and motioned for Muhati to sit down as well.

This woman is a Tanali succubus.

She was undoubtedly a graceful beauty, with a hint of a playful smile on her red lips and a small beholdening tattoo from her lower lip to her chin. She had a small crooked horn sticking out of her forehead, tucking the long black one behind her. Her eyes were dangerously fiery red**, and her wide bat wings spread out from behind her back, revealing sharp claws like knives on her joints. She wore a tight-fitting black and white leather garment, a studded belt, and a long whip made of pure gold barbed chains around her waist.

Among the worlds, there is a sexist that can be comparable to the coral witch in beauty, Muhadi is incredible.

Tanali succubi are a type of demons, and the reason why a demon would stay with a group of demons is a puzzle for psychic magicians. According to his understanding, the demon representing chaos and evil and the devil representing orderly evil should be incompatible.

"I don't think we've seen it before. Sitting on the sand, Muhadi said, the seat was so soft that he sank a few inches and appeared shorter than the other man. The Psychic thought to himself that if we had seen it before, you wouldn't have mistaken me for Rajat and needed a Hellpurgatory to help me verify it.

"Fair enough. Said a succubus who looked like a queen. "You can call me a fall from grace, or a lady from grace. My mother is the Red Shroud of the Lord of the Abyss Plains of the First Layer of the Bottomless Abyss, but I was sold to the Battiz Devil as a child and grew up in the Bato Nine Prisons, so I am neither a pure demon nor a devil. ”

She stood up, facing the huge sunken dance floor and the multitude of men and women making fun of her arms outstretched. "This club is mine, the wisdom **** behind it is also mine, and I also have countless casinos and thieves' guilds. Queen, boss, boss, do you think I can do anything? Lady Calm rules the city of Seals, but it's me who commands the orders at the bottom of the city's filthy **!"

She paused, then turned to look at Muhadi. "Here, there is only one rule. Don't fall out of favor!"

Then the succubus sat back down on his sand.

"I have similar rules. Muhadi said in a different position on the sand. "So I'm curious, what are you looking for me?"

Said the succubus crime queen with Erlang's legs crossed. "Awameen is entangled by his former colleagues and can't meet you in person. So let me explain to you on your behalf: our preparations are complete. ”

Muhadi wanted to ask, but the real Rajat certainly wouldn't ask, so he wisely didn't ask.

"Someone said the same thing to me not long ago, but he died in the blink of an eye. The Psychic said, throwing the badge at the other party. "You don't know him exactly. ”

The succubus grabbed the badge and moved smoothly from the far human. She looked at it casually and said, "The people of the Divine Sect who are not gods have grown rapidly in power, and they are now one of the most powerful philosophical factions in Seal City. I didn't know you made a deal with these guys, but that's understandable. If you invade a world where there are gods, you need members of the non-god society to help you block the magical abilities of the gods. ”

Invading a world of gods? Muhadi was shocked that he had indeed planned it. Invade the world that is in the same crystal wall system as the world of Atas. But did Rajat plan something similar? It must have been thousands of years ago, what preparations, thousands of years?

"Good. Muhadi said ambiguously.

"Now that the contract on our side has been fulfilled," the Succubus Crime Queen said in a languid tone. "How's your side doing?"

How should this be answered? Muhati wondered, what did Rajat promise the other party in the contract? He secretly thought to himself, did he have the ability to kill the other party, and then destroy these eight murderous deep hell purgatory bodyguards?

"It's done. "The Psychic Warlock lied.

"Good!" said the succubus. At this time, there was a commotion on the dance floor, and a large group of Angels rushed in, pushing away the crowd and rushing towards this side. "My people will tell you how to open the portal to the Atas Crystal Wall, thousands of years have passed since you last came to Seal City, and the password has changed a little. ”

Muhadi nodded, and the group of Angels of Dawn got closer and closer, obviously coming towards them.

"One more thing. Falling out of grace, he stood up and looked at the group of angels, clenching his fists in front of his chest, making his knuckles crackle. A wicked smile hung over her lips. "You now declare that you will marry me!"

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