"How about a help?"

Tang Sen didn't sell it, and said directly.

"Once?" Violet smiled, "It's just once. It seems that what Mr. Tang wants me to help with is not simple. ”

"Let me guess, it has something to do with the gods?"

"Relevant." Townsend Road.

"I'm afraid it's no ordinary god." Violet said, "The god who modified Trixie?" You want my help with him? ”

Tang Sen shook his head and said, "This is difficult for Violet Mage. ”

"That's right." Violet said bluntly, "If this is the condition, I really can't do it. At most, when the god deals with you, he will find a way to save your life. ”

"Don't care about my safety." Tang Sen said calmly, "Although I don't know who that god is, it's not so easy for him to deal with me. ”

"I want you to help, it's another thing, of course, it will also be related to the gods, but there is a high probability that they will not face the gods with powerful divine powers."

"You're confident." Violet smiled: "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

"It's not certain yet." Tang Sen said: "Maybe not, after all, we just met by chance this time, and I just had a whim." ”

He smiled and said, "Master Violet can temporarily use this trace of divinity as a greeting gift. ”

"It's not a good gift." Violet muttered, "Who knows what you're going to make me embarrassed by then." ”

"I confess, however, that I could not resist the temptation of divinity."

She stretched her fingers forward, touching the divinity.

The divinity suddenly entered Violet's body.

"It's even weaker than I thought." Violet closed her eyes, feeling the power contained in the divinity, and suddenly raised her hand, and a stream of water stirred in her palm.

"Priesthood of the Sea?"

"That's right." Tang Sen said: "It's a pity that it's not those particularly powerful priesthoods, I hope the Violet Mage won't be too disappointed." ”

"No, that's just right." Violet said: "If the priesthood is too powerful, I don't have the confidence to compete with those powerful gods. ”

"And I only need a fulcrum, a fulcrum that can use divine power and not be dominated by other gods."

She raised her head to look at Tang Sen, and a surprised expression suddenly appeared in her eyes: "You actually have divinity too?" ”

Even if you have divinity, you can be a demigod, and you can naturally clearly perceive the divinity in Tang Sen's body.

"It's too. You can give me divinity, and you must have it yourself. ”

Townsend just smiled and didn't explain much.

Violet didn't ask, she controlled the flow of water she created with great interest, and said, "Divine power is really different from the level of magic power, even in this kind of isolated half-plane without magic power, can it be used without obstacles?" ”

"After all, as long as there exists, there are rules." Tang Sen said: "Unless you bind the rules of the world, it is impossible to restrain divine power." ”

"Where can I enforce the rules?" Violet laughed.

"Who knows?" Townsend laughed too.

You'll know when you go to Neverwinter.

The two didn't stay in this half-plane for long, and Violet opened the portal and returned to the mage tower with Townsend with him.

With a casual move, she tore a piece from the body of the colorful magical creation, pinched it a few times, and turned it into a colorful diamond, and then handed it to Tang Sen, saying, "You can contact me through it." ”

Townsend took it unceremoniously.

Neither of them mentioned anything about divinity, and the role of this colorful diamond, the two of them naturally knew it.

Exchanging a trace of divinity that no longer means anything to himself for the help of a violet mage, who is perhaps one of the strongest mortals in the multiverse, is definitely a surefire business for Tang Sen.

And for Violet, she also gained divinity that was almost impossible to obtain in the multiverse of this era, and it was the kind that was not controlled by other gods.

Although he owes Townsend a favor, but-

Win-win!

With a wave of his hand, Tang Sen released Varro and Xue Xue from the half-plane.

It was obvious to see the grievances on Varro's face, but unfortunately he had no mouth now and couldn't speak.

Xue Xue didn't have any opinions at all.

"Shall I show you my Mage Tower?" Violet took the initiative to invite, "Believe me, you will definitely not meet a better mage tower than mine." ”

"I can see it." Townsend is as good as a stream: "Willing to do the best." ”

Townsend is also interested in the Mage Tower, he is also a spellcaster after all, and he also has the base camp of Neverwinter, and he has plans to build the Mage Tower in the future.

At that time, the core of Mythera will serve as the core of the Mage Tower, as well as the energy core of the entire Neverwinter, directly making Neverwinter a floating city.

The use of two Michera cores in a city, even in the days of Netheril, was not so arrogant.

In the next few days, in addition to visiting the Mage Tower, Tang Sen discussed various questions about spells and divine powers with Master Violet, and I have to say that Master Violet's profound knowledge benefited Tang Sen a lot, and most importantly, after Master Violet's explanation, Tang Sen was finally able to find the trick to understand Netherel's knowledge.

Of course, Master Violet's extravagant daily meals also made Tang Sen enjoy it. It's a pity for Varro, who can only watch but can't eat, and it wasn't until the three of them left the mage tower that he was finally revoked by Violet.

It can be seen that Violet really doesn't like this writer.

This is also normal, after all, Mage Violet really can't be called the orderly and good camp, and she obviously doesn't look down on Varro's meticulous attention to all kinds of moral details.

Of course, in this vast astral plane, it was naturally impossible for Violet to let her guests wander like this, so she prepared a magic ship for the three of them.

It's not the cheapest kind of goods used by the mercenaries before, and even from the looks of it, this magic ship is worth a lot of money.

Tang Sen naturally smiled happily, to be honest, compared to the transaction between the two, this magic ship was really not even an addition.

It wasn't until the magic ship was activated that Varro finally dared to speak.

"I almost thought I was going to be imprisoned by her."

"A violet mage wouldn't do that." Townsend laughed.

"Didn't you see her perform? She-"

"I mean, if she really plans to do something to you, maybe it won't be as cumbersome as being imprisoned." Townsend interrupted Varro and said, "Mr. Varro, I believe you should be able to recognize that not everyone in this world has a friendly personality. ”

"That's true." Varro was a little discouraged: "I just can't accept your discussion of the goddess of magic and Ilminster"

"I respect the goddess of magic, but I'm obviously not a believer in her, and besides, that's really an academic discussion."

At least for now.

Tang Sen said, "As for Mr. Ilminster, I don't think I'm qualified to influence the Violet Mage's evaluation of him, after all, both of them are much stronger than me. ”

"Mr. Varro, sometimes, there is no way to change the opinion of others. At least in the case of an extremely large gap between one's own strength and others, it is better not to try to impose one's will on others, which will only bring bad luck. ”

Such words, although true, clearly hurt Varro.

So much so that on the rest of the voyage, Varro rarely became silent.

Townsend didn't care about that, for him, Varro was not a person to try to woo at his own expense. Whether it was the orderly kindness he faced with Barn and Trish before, or the enthusiasm and toughness in his relationship with Naomi, or the wisdom and generosity when facing Mage Violet now, these were all aspects that Tang Sen showed in exchange for favor.

Their favor is valuable to them.

Varro's favor is of course valuable, and at first, Townsend hopes to use Varro's fame to promote some of his plans, but after the Time Dragon incident, Townsend believes that it is more important to conceal the existence of Time Dragon than Varro's identity as a writer.

There's no need to kill him, but it's certainly necessary not to let him out of his control.

The speed of the magic ship was much faster than that of the mercenaries, so much so that in just a few days, the port of the silver star had appeared in front of the three of them.

The city was entrenched in the Silver Void, and it looked like a bare mountain had been moved out of a plane, and the whole city took on the shape of an ice cream tip except for the wide dockyard that had been derived from the outside.

Next to the dock, there is a huge silver stream, and groups of magic ships quickly come here with the help of the power of the silver stream, and they also leave quickly.

At the top of the city, there is also a mage tower, which, of course, is obviously far from Violet Mage's mage tower.

The magic ship was parked on the dock, obviously attracting a lot of people's attention, such a luxurious magic ship is rare even in the astral boundary.

However, Tang Sen didn't give everyone a chance to observe for too long, and directly pulled his hands, a huge spatial crack was opened, and the magic ship was swallowed into the half-plane.

The adventurers and mercenaries in the dockyard let out an exclamation.

This kind of casual application of the half-plane is probably difficult for a legendary-level spellcaster to do.

"Mr. Spellcaster, even if you put the boat away, you still have to pay the berthing fee you should give." An administrator hurriedly stepped forward, helpless and respectful.

"That's the rule of landing in the Silver Star Harbor."

"Of course." Tang Sen glanced at the other party, and surprisingly, it was actually a devil.

Probably only in places like the Silver Star Harbor that are directly connected to the Seal City, or the Seal City itself, can the devil appear so openly.

"A hundred gold coins in total." The devil said, "That's the minimum cost of a day's berth." ”

Tang Sen casually scooped up a money bag and threw it over.

"I'll give you two hundred gold coins, and the extra one hundred gold coins, and ask a simple question."

"Buying intelligence?" The devil took the money bag, weighed it skillfully, and said, "I don't sell information here, and besides, I'm afraid that the information on the astral plane is not so cheap." ”

"No, it's just information about the Port of the Silver Star." Townsend said: "Where is the liveliest tavern here?" ”

"Simple questions indeed." The devil immediately smiled: "This information is very fair for a hundred gold coins. If I had to recommend, I would recommend the Behemoth Toe Tavern. ”

"Behemoth toes?" Varro, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to have finally regained some vitality because of the bustle of the Silver Star Port, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Although I know that tavern names are generally strange, but this name—this tavern can't be opened in the toes of the astral beasts, right?" ”

"It's humorous." The devil commented, "However, if you want to know the origin of the name, it is another information price." ”

He rubbed his fingers.

"No need." Townsend waved his hand.

He has money, but there is no need to be wronged.

The three of them then walked towards the exit of the dock, and Varro muttered, "The price of the astral plane is indeed a bit incredible, and the berthing fee of a hundred gold coins a day?" How did they get this open? ”

"It's just the devil. Wait, this dock seems to be really managed by the devil. ”

"Adventurers and mercenaries are not stingy people." Tang Sen said: "The more they earn, the more generous they will be, and in a place like the Star Boundary, they obviously earn a lot. ”

As soon as I walked out of the dock, the surroundings suddenly became lively.

Obviously, the pattern of the Silver Star Tavern is that the closer to the top of the mountain, the smaller the place, the higher the level, and the higher the consumption, so a large number of people gather in the lower class.

At first glance, Townsend could see not only the common humans, dwarves, halflings, elves and other races, but also drow elves, tiflins, dragonborns and even half-orcs, and even devils walking the streets.

It's a pity that I didn't see the demon probably because this is not the city of Marks after all, and the notorious creature of the demon appears on the street, and it is easy to be besieged.

And the breath of legend is not uncommon here.

According to a sentence that Townsend once read, "There are as many nine rings as dogs, and legends are everywhere." ”

This encounter will probably tear apart the three views of many Faeron people, but this is the astral plane after all, the entire multiverse, whether it is the main material plane, the elemental plane, the outer plane or even the shadow plane and other creatures will converge.

The adventures of Feron are hard to even fit on the tavern table here.

"Evil walks in the sun so openly."

Varro muttered, "Is this the astral plane?" ”

"There is no sunlight in the astral plane." Tang Sen glanced at him, "Mr. Varro, I suggest you don't show too obvious malice, this is not Seal City. ”

If you anger some beings, the other party can really do it. Although Townsend believed that there should be a minimum of security here, the person in charge of the city must be a powerful being, at least enough to intimidate most people.

The Behemoth Toe Tavern is easy to find, it is located on the middle level of the Silver Star Harbor, with a dark, nondescript entrance.

"Five hundred gold coins." A hole opened in the closed door from the height of Townwex's waist, revealing a pair of eyes.

"Do you need money to enter the tavern?" Varro was surprised.

"This is the Port of the Silver Star, Tu Baozi." The voice inside mocked without hesitation: "If you don't have any money, I suggest you go to the lower southern district, where there are many devils who provide lending services, provided that you are willing to sell your soul. ”

"But five hundred gold coins is a bit too expensive."

Even though Varro is a well-known writer and has a lot of money in Feren, this consumption has broken through his bottom line.

"Taverns are also about making money." The voice inside said gloomily: "If you die in the tavern, such as being torn in half by a demon, or bitten by a snake man, we still have to collect your corpse, and this five hundred is the usual corpse collection fee." ”

Varro's body shook a little.

"I now know why the devil would recommend this place." Tang Sen smiled indifferently: "It seems that for the devil, this is indeed the best tavern in Silver Star Harbor. ”

"It's certainly not the case for everyone else." Varro Road.

Townsend casually threw out five hundred gold coins.

"Five hundred for one person." The people inside emphasize.

"Fifteen hundred gold coins are enough for an ordinary person in Feilun, not enough for a middle-class person to spend his life comfortably." Varro emphasized.

"That's right, but the middle class of Feren didn't have the opportunity to come to the astral plane, drink in the same space with so many legendary-level creatures, and hear stories that only astral adventurers know."

Tang Sen threw another thousand gold coins in, and the door opened, revealing a halfling standing behind the door.

"Go ahead, for the sake of the gold coins, I give you a piece of advice, rookies who have just come to the Star Plane." The halfling said angrily, "Don't mess with any demons, and don't talk to them, even if they invite you to drink." ”

"The most important thing is to stay away when there is a fight, the tavern guards usually stand in the corner, but they usually like to wait for the fight to be resolved before coming out to collect the body."

Tang Sen nodded slightly and said, "Thanks for the reminder." ”

"You're pretty polite." The halfling yawned, "Then I'll give you one more piece of advice." ”

"Don't try to talk to the woman who was bartending, though most newcomers to this tavern can't help themselves."

The halfling, who had taken fifteen hundred gold coins, slammed the door shut and walked out.

How do I feel that we have been scammed? Isn't he a janitor? Why did you go out? Varro said uncertainly.

"Because there are enough people inside! I'm going to go to the Bloody Rose Bar for a night out! Outside, the roar of a halfling with a sharp ear was heard: "Only fools and madmen would choose to spend on the toes of the behemoth!" ”

Varro: "."

"Do you think he's saying I'm a fool or a madman?"

"That depends on which one you prefer." Tang Sen casually said perfunctory, and walked inside with Xue Xue.

It was as if it had passed through an invisible membrane, and suddenly, countless lively voices came from the front, almost threatening to rush people into a fight.

On top of that, there's the fire, and the crowd that flickers in the firelight.

Compared to the outside, this place is simply a group of demons dancing, just out of the narrow passage, the three of them collided head-on with a huge praying mantis?

Varro almost screamed, but the mantis ignored the two men completely, hung a large wooden barrel full of wine from the barbs of its sickle-like arm, and walked to the table next to it, where two other mantis men were drinking merrily.

They are constantly flapping their jaws and waving their tentacles, which is supposed to be the way their race communicates.

"Slicklin Mantis?" Varro whispered, "I've only seen a few words about this creature in ancient books, and I didn't expect it to be ridiculous that they would appear in a tavern. ”

Tang Sen noticed that the communication between the three mantis people had paused for a moment, and looked over in this direction.

Townsend nodded slightly at them, then pulled Varro towards the bar.

"Uh, what I just said was overheard?" Only then did Varro realize that his face turned pale.

"So I advise you to stop talking lightly, Mr. Varro." Tang Sen said: "Believe me, maybe you can't master the language of all races, but the beings who will choose to come to the astral realm, except for those who are themselves astral races, can almost all use telepathy, whether it is talent or spellcasting. ”

He looked at Xue Xue and said, "How do you feel about the strength of the people here?" ”

Xue Xue shook his head silently.

"If you have a chance in the future, I'll give you a chance to try your hand." Tang Sen has never been able to figure out how strong Xue Xue's strength is, according to the other party's words, she thinks that the strength of the Abyss Lord is average, but she thinks that Violet is much stronger than her, so after all, at least she is also the best among the legendary mages.

"I don't know how to fight." Xue Xue replied.

"Just blast it with the spell you're good at." Townsend Road.

Although this is not Townsen's fighting style, he has to admit that Violet's fighting method is definitely the most refreshing when he has the upper hand. No wonder Trish was so influenced by her.

"Okay."

When Xue Xue said this, the three of them had already walked to the bar.

Obviously, in such a lively place, there is no place for the bar, and there are many races crowding in front of the bar waiting to buy their own drinks, of course, it may be for other things-

Townsend caught a glimpse of the woman standing in the bar through the gap in the crowd.

He froze in place.

At the same time, it was Varro, his mouth wide open, his eyes almost popping out.

"The goddess is above. Ilminster, have you seen this scene too? ”

He muttered.

Townsend now knew why there were so many people gathered at the bar.

It's not because the woman who is bartending is so stunningly beautiful - although she is indeed stunningly beautiful, and she is ranked among the many beauties that Townsend has ever seen, but that's not the point.

The point is, the bartender lady has silver skin, her hair and eyes shimmer with a transcendent glow, and a pair of huge wings spread out at her shoulder blades.

"One. Angel! ”

Varro couldn't look away, but couldn't help but let out an incredulous voice: "The bartender of this tavern is actually an angel?" ”

"Messenger of the gods, why would you be in such a place, mixing wine to these filthy creatures? It's simply . It's blasphemy! ”

"Huh?" There was a devil in front of him who looked back with an unkind face: "What did you just say?" Filthy creatures? ”

"No, I didn't mean that." Varro looked up at the devil and stammered.

"You and I are destined, and I want to make a deal with you." The devil reached out and grabbed Varro directly.

Townsend raised his hand and grabbed the other's wrist.

The devil's gaze then turned to Townw's calm eyes.

"Give me face, how?" Townsend said.

The devil felt the irresistible power in his wrist and nodded heartily.

I don't dare not give this face.

I don't know why, the devil felt the pressure like the devil duke from Tang Sen's body.

Tang Sen let go of his hand, and the other party immediately ran towards the outside of the tavern.

The people who squeezed in from behind pushed the three of them to the bar.

"Which god's angel are you?"

"Hey, hey, what's coming out? How much? ”

"I've never seen an angel with my own eyes."

"Your wings look so fat."

“.”

All sorts of foul language came out of the mouths of people of all races, and they rushed towards the angels.

But the angel was completely unimpressed, and even smiled and swept the chest of the demon who said that his wings looked fat with the white, glowing feathers of the wings: "Want to taste it?" ”

"Then you're welcome!"

The demon's eyes turned red, and he jumped straight to his feet, trying to flip over the bar and knock the angel down.

But the next moment, his body was suddenly separated into several pieces.

Filthy blood spilled out, and before it landed on the bar and the glasses of the crowd, it flew up as if consciously, and landed in the cocktail shaker held in the slender palm of the angel.

"Giggle~" Angel smiled playfully: "The freshest demon blood, this is good material." ”

She flicked off the filth on her wings and feathers from killing demons, and quickly poured various base wines into the shaker, twelve bullet glasses lined up on the bar, and after the dazzling bartending process, the black mist of liquid from the shaker fell evenly into the bullet glasses.

"Two thousand gold coins for a cup ~ Is anyone interested?"

"Of course! Hahahaha! The devil, who had been waiting at the bar for a long time, laughed: "When I saw that idiot come in, I knew I had a good day, the most delicious wine in the world, Demon's Fear, Anhil, this world is only you can make it." ”

"I've got all twelve cups!" He threw a handful of gems on the bar: "It's a fair deal." ”

"I'm afraid I can't sell it all to you." The angel named Anhill raised Qianqian's delicate hand and picked up the two cups on the table.

"There's another guy here who wants me to have a drink."

She looked into the crowd with a smile, raised her hand, and held her glass out to a person.

"Sir, would you like to try it?" She pursed her lips, and there was a strange light in her bright pupils: "Don't worry, this cup is free." ”

There was an uproar near the bar, and everyone looked at the man in front of the glass.

The man looked at the suspiciously colored and foul-smelling wine called "Demon's Fear" and narrowed his eyes slightly.

(End of chapter)