This was the first time Townsend had heard a specific description of immortality.

"Do you want to kill other creatures to gain life?"

"Compared to the immortal technique, it's more like a super-wide range attack spell."

However, it has to be said that Townsend was a little tempted by Iorim's immortality.

Who wouldn't want to live longer?

Having traversed so many heavenly worlds, Tang Sen was not without contact with the means of immortality, and the most basic thing was that he could live forever with the Aztec gold he had obtained—albeit at a great cost.

Then there is the fruit of surgery, which can be developed to make others immortal.

But the immortal technique is currently the only immortal method that does not have too many side effects, of course, the threshold is also high, so high that the casters of the world of Faeron can only give it up and make themselves immortal by turning into a lich and other ways.

The first threshold, which is an eleven-ring spell, does not have the ability to unleash this spell even by ordinary legendary mages.

The second threshold. This spell is disabled and cannot be used within the range of the net.

No, even if you escape into the astral realm and go to the farthest place, where the tentacles of the magic net are not all over the place, this essence is to cast a spell with the help of the magic net, I am afraid that it will not be able to be used.

These two thresholds directly make this spell a pile of research materials, rather than a method of life extension.

But Townsend wasn't worried about any of that.

The second threshold did not exist for Townsen, the path he had to take never relied on the magic web, and the spells cast by the magic system he created did not rely on the power of the magic web, but from the idealism of the magic of the Harry Potter world.

He can travel through the realms, and the magic net can't limit him.

And the first threshold, or that truth, Townsend does not need to meditate and study step by step like an orthodox mage, of course, he also needs to learn, but idealistic magic means that he only needs to know its principle, and does not need to know the specific composition of a magic.

An eleven-ring spell alone is enough for a legendary mage to learn for years, not to mention that it has to be engraved in memory and reproduced when released.

All Townsend needs is magic.

It's a pity that it's no longer in this mage tower.

"You know that intruder. Who is it? ”

Townsend asked towards Rhubarb.

"All I know is a lich." Rhubarb replied, "In a red robe." ”

"The red-robed mage?" Tracey let out an exclamation.

Tang Sen frowned slightly: "What about time?" ”

"It's been nearly a hundred years." Great ecliptic.

Townsend nodded, silent for a moment.

"A hundred years ago, it was the time of civil strife in Serre, what red-robed mage would leave Serre's territory at such a time, run to the Eternal Wasteland, and invade a mage tower?" Trish struggled to think.

"An ambitious man who wants to find more power from the various ruins in order to gain an advantage in the midst of civil strife." Townsend sighed slightly.

"Sazastan." Naomi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Sazastan?!" Barn exclaimed.

"It's just a possibility." Tang Sen shook his head: "However, even if it is not Sazastan, it is definitely one of the chief red-robed mages of Searle, and the ordinary red-robed mages do not have the ability to invade this mage tower." ”

"If that knowledge has fallen into Searle's hands, then it will be very difficult to get it back." Naomi looked at Tang Sen and said seriously, "I have infiltrated that place before, and I can say with great confidence that Searle is one of the most dangerous countries in the Feron Continent. ”

"I know." Tang Sen closed his eyes, thought for a moment, and suddenly avoided the topic, and asked Rhubarb, "So, that lich just took the knowledge from the mage tower in the end, and then never came back for a hundred years?" ”

"He's taken everything he can with him." Rhubarb's tone was still flat, but Townsend could hear the indignation between the lines: "That's knowledge that belongs to Netheriel, and it should be used in the pursuit of the true meaning of the arcane, not in the pursuit of power." ”

"Let's talk about inheritance." Tang Sen said, "How can I inherit this mage tower?" ”

"As I said, you're not eligible, first of all, you need to be at least a spellcaster." Rhubarb replied without hesitation.

"What if I were?"

"Fair play with all casters of mage towers who are willing to inherit their masters." Da Huang said: "Through the competition of arcane knowledge, magic creation, spell creation. As the master envisioned, this would be a great event for Netheril, and he arranged a lot of processes to select Netheril's talents. ”

"The problem is that Netherel is gone, and I'm afraid no one knows about the existence of this mage tower except the lich and us." Tang Sen said seriously: "There will not be the envisaged grand event, this mage tower will be completely lost with the demise of this half-plane. ”

"I can entrust you with spreading the news of the Mage Tower, so that the spellcasters of this era can come here." Da Huang said: "You can get a part of the inheritance of the Mage Tower as a reward. ”

"Very tempting option." Tang Sen nodded, his tone clean and clean: "But I refuse." ”

Even if you don't help me, I can send magical creations out of the half-plane to deliver the message." Great ecliptic.

"You can't do it." Townsend grabbed the conversation and said, "I've been wondering why this half-plane is still full of undead creatures he left behind, since that lich has acquired the knowledge here—"

"That's not just to prevent adventurers from entering here, but also to prevent the magical creations here from leaving."

He paused and said seriously: "He already regards this mage tower as his own property, even if he can't crack the authority of the mage tower for the time being, but he will one day." ”

"The most important thing, if those magical creations leave this half-plane, they will also be out of your control, right?" Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "They don't have an independent will, they will only wander around without distinguishing between enemies and me." ”

Rhubarb finally fell silent.

"I've come to inherit the Mage Tower, and I've promised to recover the lost knowledge of Netheril." Townsend threw out his terms: "Or, you wait for the lich to return here and use the glory that belongs to Netharel on killing and enslaving." ”

"You and the lich. All are intruders. Da Huang said: "For the master, there is no difference between you. ”

"No, there's a difference." Townsend said seriously, "The lich will take that knowledge for his own selfish desires, and I-"

"I will do my best to spread this knowledge and restore the glory of Netheril."

"I don't believe you." Great ecliptic.

"You don't have a choice."

At least you need to be a spellcaster."

The corners of Tang Sen's mouth were slightly hooked.

It seems that no matter how intelligent the magical life is, after all, it only operates according to the set program, and the program is much easier to deal with than complex human nature.

"So, if I were a spellcaster, would you agree to my terms?"

"You're not." Great ecliptic.

Townsend smiled, "I can be." ”

(End of chapter)