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"Decree - Weaving!"

The words that shook the past and the present were sung, and the audience had only one spirit absorbing monster, but the fluctuations it caused instantly crossed the multiverse, stirring up turbulent undercurrents.

On a vast plateau, there is a continuous metropolis, in which not torches and candles shine, but colorful magical aura, which is everywhere in the city. All kinds of strange mage towers are lined up, from the sky to the underground. On the outskirts of the city, many of the Sanctioner constructs lead the Helmet Angels on a parade. In the city, mages, warlocks, mysteries, magic priests, and many more apprentices can be seen wearing robes and walking staffs, traveling with floating saucers and flying magic. They are free to explore the knowledge of arcane law and the secrets of the universe, and they do not need to remain isolated and solitary, because this is the heart of the incantation, the kingdom of the mother of magic, and the home of countless spellcasters to invokers.

In the mage tower at the top of the center of the kingdom of God, a debate was in full swing. The master of the magic web, the incarnation of the mysterious lady Mistra stood tall on the throne, like a starry sky with a dark and bright long drape sprinkled on honey-colored skin, dressed in a light blue casual robe, with mist floating around her. At this time, the supreme controller of the kingdom of God closed and bowed his head, listening to the debate below.

Below, there are pale human mages, divine elemental oracles, young-looking half-elven warlocks, and even scholars who don't know magic but have a lot of knowledge. A dozen people go back and forth with each other, arguing about abstract theories of magic. One of them, a white-bearded human dressed in elaborate ancient costumes, was none other than Mystra's god and advisor, the god of mages, Azus, and many of the people he debated with were his own followers, but they were adamant about each other, and Azus was happy with it.

The other two gods of the Heart of the Spell, who are also the slaves of Azus, Safras, the god of prophecy, and Visalon, the god of lichs, did not appear. Since the former has flourished in the chaotic force, the interference with prophecy has been greatly intensified. And the god of prophecy who cannot accurately see the future, his power is naturally constantly draining, the latter is quietly lurking in the underground tomb of the city, the battle of the Great 6 of Ferron is raging, and the number of spellcasters who study necromantic magic has increased significantly, which has made Visharon sublimate from weak divine power to weak divine power.

Mystra opened her eyes suddenly, and a secret wave swept through the entire kingdom of God. Azus stood up and waved his hand, and the debaters retreated. There was a change in the magic net just now, although it was only an o.1 second moment, but it was extremely obvious in the perception of the two gods.

Soon. The avatars of Safras and Visharon also appeared, one dressed as a middle-aged mage and the other a young man with a gloomy face.

Mistra said in a deep voice to the slave god and the two slave gods, "Thoroughly investigate the magic net!"

At the same moment, an earth-shattering laugh rang out from the Snake Canyon of Nessers, and the whole hell shook to Asmodeus' joy.

A group of graceful lust demons slowly flew down, wearing pieces of spiked armor to hide the vital points, and the middle was connected by a light silk veil while revealing a beautiful complexion. 3Sammy's wide wings are outstretched, and the black or gray feathers serve as a symbol of the fallen Celestials. These lustful demons who are proficient in seduction and lies are the main force of the hellish seduction business. The competition with the succubus of the old rival Abyss is quite fierce in mortal souls. At the same time, the filthy longbow and vampire sword they carry show that these stunners are not just for viewing.

The demons are surrounded by their noble queen, Glachia, daughter of Asmodeus. This pure-blooded Batzu Devil is 1o Sami tall, with bronzed skin and batwing wings, and is dressed in rich silk and jewels.

She dismissed her men outside the canyon. Walked in alone, and then greeted the canyon: "My great father, your arrangement successfully proceeds to the next step, the independent and almost perfect magic net. This is something that shallow Mistra could not have thought of. ”

Much more than that...... Much more than that......

The Demon Queen guessed the meaning of the Hell Master's words, and shook her head in a half-loud voice: "Please show me, my wisdom is less than one-tenth of yours." ”

Hahaha...... Humility does not bring strength. My daughter. The traitor, thinking he had seen through my plan, was already heading for Salaphim.

Glesia reacted immediately, and the traitor referred to Mephistophelis, the former Lord of the Eighth Layer of Hell, the powerful Infernal Flame Dominator, who had escaped from the sacrifice of the Lord of the Nine Hells for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, he was also in Asmodeirs' sights.

"In this case, Saraphim's strength is too weak, even if he loses his territory and army, Mephistophelis has a virtual godhead that is not low, and a dragon and a spirit sucker monster are not his opponents. Do you need to send the Eight Demon Generals to hunt down this traitor?"

No. Although the magic net has been successfully laid down, secrecy is no longer as important as before, but I still can't let the other beings know about my role in Salaphim, otherwise the fragile nerves of the gods will be broken. Let other forces intervene, the strength is enough and will not fully support the Golden Dragon.

"I understand. Glesia smiled wickedly, "I'll inform the Seven Spirits of the Heavenly Realm that one of them has a lot of friendship with the Golden Dragon, and it's a good fit for this job." ”

When necessary, muddy the waters.

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Lezatos didn't understand the intrigues on the other side of the universe, he had never used the spell of the Thirteen Rings, and he might not have a chance in the future. Since the fall of the first generation of the goddess of magic caused by Karthas's god-sealing technique, the resurrected goddess of magic has closed more than nine layers of magic. So they only exist in the hands of some particularly old and powerful people.

The weaving of the law is not so much the law unfolding, and the magical web that sank into the saraph is forcibly ripped out, stretching the folded body. Silk threads representing different elements and magical properties are interspersed and intertwined, not only in the sky, but also in the bustling city, the dark and well-known underground, and even the crustal rock formations. When the first layer of the network is presented, the violent primordial magic of the diffuse and saraph merges into the pipeline step by step, forming an orderly and stable form.

The first layer is completed, and the second layer begins to weave inside the former, the structure is several times more complex, and the magic contained is more powerful and rich. And so on, when the weaving of the nine-layer magic net was completed, a magnificent picture scroll appeared in front of Lezatos's eyes. Complex and sophisticated, massive and orderly.

At the same time, Drusilia, who was presiding over the military administration in the Green Capital, suddenly stood up, causing Villelet and Ramsile, who were arguing over the prisoners, to turn their heads. She felt the earth fluctuate unusually, and the forces of nature in the forest reordered. Didn't understand what it was. But you can feel the unparalleled change.

And in other parts of Salapho, a few visitors from the other world were stunned and looked at the new world, they were all too familiar with the magic net, and after the sluggishness, they were crazy, and someone actually laid the magic net here! What an incredible project, if it wasn't for the goddess of magic, how would the builders do it?

Fascinated, they drove their spirits into the magic net, shuttling back and forth like a fish returning to the sea, and then they were surprised to see that the magic net was still extending. Yes, it is impossible for a network that infinitely provides magic to the caster to conjure energy out of thin air. Its tentacles stretched out into the infinite four-elemental plane and the positive and negative energy planes like an old demon's web, and the majestic energy poured into Saraph from the inner plane. Then, surprise turned to horror, and the web went out of control.

Huge amounts of magic power were sprayed and squandered uncontrollably without anyone controlling them, spilling out from the whole of Sarafur, and the specific manifestations were earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis, and hurricanes. As if back to the moment when Karthas died, the Nether Empire was wiped out in the madness of the magic web. Within a few days, all signs of civilization in Sarafur would be gone. At the same time, they scolded Lesatos to the blood, and at the same time prepared for the plane transfer. And somewhere in a human country east of the Tia Forest, a giant beast wrapped in smoke sprang out, and it seemed to ride a man around its neck. Rush to the Lava Mountains.

Lesatos threw a rectangular orange gemstone, which Drusilia gave to Vlamir, who in turn gave it to Lesatos. Plane crystals float next to the Radiant Diamond, like stars orbiting the sun. Lezatoth's Will is infinitely amplified with two gems. The web of the riot immediately stalled, and then slowly smoothed down.

"Tsk, just two minutes. I don't know how many people died. "The spirit sucks the monster and gloats.

The golden dragon ignored him, swung the plane crystal with all his strength, and his spirit gradually overflowed the first layer of the magic net, then the second layer, and then the third layer, and then stopped, making it difficult to move forward again. With the help of the Arfa Song and the two gems, he was able to lay the magic net and gain some network management privileges, albeit only for the first three layers. But this is enough for Lesatos to cast a spell with less than three rings, instantaneously and infinitely, while the enemy's spells below three rings have no effect on him.

The magic net was completely calmed, and the energy was slowly injected into the Sarafur to increase the concentration of the mana. At this time, a pillar of light at the top of the arcane long song went straight into the sky, and then it continued to end. In the blank space between the rock and the section of the base mountain, there are thousands of photoelectric splits per second. Faint tones can be heard for nearly 100 kilometers, as if the singing of heaven and earth.

Lesatos can finally let go completely, and then the Sarapho net can operate in a virtuous cycle and operate automatically. And he also received a reward after so many adventures, the mage level that had not been improved for decades increased by 1 level, and the golden scales appeared beautiful magic spells, when Lesatos tried to cast spells, the spells seemed to come to life, floating and changing, increasing spell strength and spell resistance.

The Psiva floated back to the top of the tower, as if it hadn't turned its face before. "Draw time. Now those outsiders must be marveling at the fact that someone can control the magic web, and then explore back and forth, like thieves looking around in the vault, and with a searchlight, it will all be exposed, and it is better to see who our opponents are. Oh yes, how many layers of magic web do you control?"

Lezatos snorted, "Three floors." ”

"One plane crystallizes three layers, and it takes two more to completely control the nine-layer magic net. ”

"I'll find it, there's already a bit of a clue. Lezatos didn't want to say any more, and put his spirit into the first three layers of the magic net, which spread out in an instant. This is already his home turf, and in the first three floors he can search for others, but others can't search for him.

The two spiritual powers that were obviously familiar with the magic net were immediately revealed, and they fled immediately after detecting being spied on, and Lezatos could feel that one had a strong ghostly aura, and the other was an evil aura of water attribute. There are also a few clumsy fellows, who are supposed to be local capable people, stumbling in the magic net like beggars entering the palace. Lesatos made a note of it, then turned.

Then he found a particularly powerful spiritual force, dark and dignified, like a king in the night, and touched Lezatos, and the golden dragon immediately recognized him.

The Spirit Sucker looked at the solemn golden dragon and slowly spit out a name: "Doomsday Crawler, Dogosos!"

"Wow, the well-known legendary dragon lich of Feren, this time it's fun. (To be continued!)

ps: Actually...... It's almost 35, and Beiming still has something to do tomorrow today, can I try to catch it up, and I'll make it up tomorrow at the latest.