Especially when a black mist emerged violently, Philancini was like an octopus, firmly hanging on Gavin's body, lest the two would be separated.

The moment he saw the black mist, Gavin felt a chill rush up from the soles of his feet, burrowing under the lid of his scalp, and his whole body was cold.

In his eyes, this was not a black mist, but a terrifying monster, the kind that could devour people's souls.

A name couldn't help but come to Gavin's mind.

Half-plane of fear.

This place is also called the land of mist, because it is shrouded in fog all year round, and divided into different areas, these fogs are like living creatures, often invading other planes, and the creatures there are enveloped back here, imprisoned here forever, even the power of the gods can not be shrouded here, everything here is ruled by the lord of the demon domain, so this world is also called the demon domain.

There are legends and stories about this terrifying existence all over Faerun, most of which are related to the tragic and desolate disappearance.

There are many secret legends about it, but few people know about it, and like its name, it is shrouded in a fog.

Because it has a terrifying characteristic, it is like a prison where the people who enter its world, whether active or passive, are firmly imprisoned.

Except for the Aether Mist, no world is connected to it by a portal, and the interdimensional teleportation technique has no effect on it, and even the powerful Nine Ring Prayer Technique cannot bring people who enter this plane out of this world.

The only thing is certain is that this world is dominated by evil, and countless crazy, evil, weird, twisted, and terrifying things are played out in this world.

Philancini is now trapped in this world.

It's just that what surrounds her is not all kinds of horrors, but loneliness.

She was trapped in an empty mage tower, surrounded by an endless mist, devoid of any living creatures, not even a sound, only endless loneliness.

It's an island in the mist, and the only bright spot is probably the only window on it, and this window is connected to nothing else, but to the magic hut buried deep beneath the Stone Horse Inn.

For a legendary spellcaster, it's not all kinds of monsters that are terrifying, even in an evil half-plane, the legend is the top existence.

But in the face of this loneliness, even legendary spellcasters can't do anything.

In front of him, there is no difference between a legendary spellcaster and an ordinary person, except that the willpower is stronger and can endure for a longer time, but the thought of never ending still makes people feel endless despair and fear.

This explains why Gavin provoked Philancini one after another, and the legendary spellcaster was still so talkative and went out of his way to help himself.

Because she subconsciously wants to communicate more with people, she is also full of contradictions about the reconstruction of the Shimu Horse Hotel.

That is, I am afraid that my biggest secret will be exposed, and my anchor point in the material plane will be destroyed, and I will not even have the opportunity to appear in the material plane for a short time, so I can only be trapped in this foggy lonely tower, facing endless loneliness alone.

She also hoped that the inn would be rebuilt so that more people could move in, so that she could at least reach more people through this window, even if it was to scare the traveler with the Weeping Witch or the Silent Apparition, which was a fun little game for a person who was extremely lonely.

Gavin grinned at Philancies, "I'll take you home." ”

Before the voice fell, the previous process was completely reversed.

The original suction turned into a thrust, pushing Gavin and Philancini out, the black mist disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fog retracting.

In the blink of an eye, they were back in the basement of the Stone Peony Horse Inn.

The only change was that Philansiena hung on Gavin like an octopus like in the fog.

This emotional fantasy of meeting friends with wine is really unique enough, mixing the true and the false.

Even Gavin couldn't be 100% sure that he had just participated in Philansine's emotional reproduction as a bystander?

Or did they really walk around the aetheric mist, go deep into the distorted half-plane of fear, and observe it on the ground?

At least the previous touch is 100% real and not falsely constructed.

Gavin, who is a bystander, can't completely tell the difference, let alone Philansia as a party.

Gavin could clearly smell the unique aura emanating from her, a faint mist mixed with the blue orchid, as if it had substance, the whole nose was itchy, but it was unusually charming, so he couldn't help but smell it a few more times.

"Are we really back?" Philansine still looked terrified, "I left that hellish place?" ”

After speaking, she involuntarily observed her body, and the expression of surprise that had just emerged suddenly froze, because the strange fog was still around her.

"We're only back temporarily, and your body is still trapped in the Mists." Gavin certainly doesn't have what it takes to get Philancini out of the Mists.

Just now I simply felt the fading of my ability to meet friends with wine, and took the opportunity to pretend to be forced to deepen her impression of herself and earn a good impression.

Drinking friends has already begun to take effect.

At the very least, Philansini didn't show much unusual emotion about the intimate contact between the two, separated without a trace, and quickly sorted out her personal emotions, the appearance of the weak and helpless little woman was fading quickly, and she once again became the legendary spellcaster shrouded in fog and high above.

It was only after hearing Gavin mention the name of the Mist Lands that her expression fluctuated again, but it was far less severe than before, and she struggled to make her voice sound very flat, "You've heard of this place too?" How much do you know about it? ”

"I've just heard people talk about it before, so my understanding is very limited." Gavin recounted what he knew about the place.

"The Misty Lands?" Philansienne nodded involuntarily, the name couldn't be more appropriate for her situation, "Where did you get this information?" Can you get more specific? What other demon realms are there in this world? How to get rid of it completely? ”

Even a legendary spellcaster is not omnipotent and omniscient.

At least she had never heard of it before she was trapped here, and it was the first time she had come into contact with someone she knew something about it.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, that's all I know, and for a while I can't remember where I learned this information, but I'll try to remember it and find a way to get you out of it once and for all."

Gavin said with a sincere face, "Madame, can you tell me why you are in such a situation?" I can also prescribe the right medicine according to your situation, and collect more information in this regard, and the bell needs to be tied to the bell. ”

Maybe the other party has already understood his situation and has nothing to hide.

Or perhaps it was the increase in the favorability of the drinking friends that made the legendary spellcaster's guard lower, and he sighed and said: "I'm afraid this method won't work, because the caster who cursed me in the first place has been stabbed by me, and his soul has also been imprisoned by me, but I have tried my best to make him give in and lift the curse on my body."

Based on the nature of the plane you mentioned, it is likely that the caster is not lying, and that he only knows the curse, not the way to lift it. ”

Philansieni said nothing about the identity of the caster.

After all, only another legendary caster can be overshadowed.

A legendary spellcaster is definitely not rootless duckweed, relatives, friends, and apprentices estimate a lot, most of them are not good stubble, once the news is leaked, it is easy to cause a bunch of unnecessary trouble.

Gavin also knew this deeply, and the other party didn't say anything, so he didn't ask in detail, but threw out another question: "What happened to the spell war that destroyed this inn three years ago?" The mysterious masked mage who blasted that Tesel mage to death couldn't be a lady, right? ”

"Yes." "He peeks into what shouldn't be his, so he can only die, hoping we won't get to that point in the future." ”

The last sentence is clearly a warning.

Warn Gavin not to fight the idea of the magic hut again, that is her bottom line, and if she touches that line, she doesn't mind killing people, let alone destroying a secular inn.

"Ma'am, don't worry." Gavin took a picture of his chest and promised, "I am looking for the lady's magic book, mainly to open the profession of the arcane spirit, the lady has taught the most suitable for me, even if I really get the magic book, I am afraid that I will not be able to do this level, after all, I have never received an orthodox magic education, and I am very lacking in basic knowledge." ”

I mean the truth.

Even if the Nessreel Magic Book was given to him, it was estimated that it would be opened for the normal Arcane Master Advancement, not the Arcane Soul Tower mode.

People are self-aware, spell research is a long-term work, not to mention whether the temperament is suitable or not, just talking about time, will block many things.

"I see." Philansinee nodded and said, "If you want to go smoothly on the road of spell casting in the future, you must make up for these basic things, this no one else can help you, only you can help you." ”

"Ma'am, can you tell me when you will be able to show up here? Convenient for us to communicate later? Gavin continued to gather information about Philansini.

Philansienne also did not hide this, "You guessed correctly before, the power I can use has a certain relationship with the phase of the moon, two nights before and after the full moon, I can appear in this form, corresponding to the five nights without the moon, my connection with the material plane will be extremely weak, and I can't even perceive this side, and the rest of the time will increase or decrease with the full moon and the lack of the moon." ”

"In fact, this is also a good direction for us to collect information, I will focus on collecting the phases of the moon and the information related to the goddess Suren." Gavin unfolded his brain and said, "I wonder if the lady can bring something back?" ”

"Yes, but only in my hand, in the Misty Lands, all spatial magic is banned, and a lot of magic is unstable, if you can't use it, you can't use it." When she said this, Philansien's face was obviously not very good-looking, and she obviously thought of not very good memories.

"It's okay." Gavin said with great interest, "In this way, we can just divide the labor, I will go outside to collect documents, and when the time comes, Madam will bring it back to the Misty Land to search and study, to see if there is any information we need, by the way, ma'am, it is best to compile a list of the literature and books in your hands to me, so as to prevent me from duplicating and wasting energy and time when I send someone to collect them."

If the lady has any supplies you need, I can help you prepare them as she asks. ”

Although it was a shocking sight, but in the abandoned mage tower, in addition to daily necessities, Gavin also saw a large number of literature and books, obviously Philancini has not been idle, actively seeking ways to save herself, it is estimated that there was no direction before, all the useful and useless, are all in a net, trying to find a needle in a haystack.

"I need at least a month's worth of supplies, the kind that is easy to store." Philansienne said unceremoniously.

"It's easy." Gavin readily agreed, and couldn't help but be curious, "With a lady's professional level, is it easy for any spell in the Mist Land to get out of control?" You can't even use the water-making and grain-making techniques? ”

The water-making technique is a zero-ring spell, and the grain-making technique is a three-ring spell.

It is not very difficult to get started, and it is a necessary spell for many spellcasters, in order to prevent people like Philancini from being trapped and starving to death without food and water.

For transcendent spellcasters, this method of death is a joke.

"Casting spells below the five rings, as long as you are cautious, it will not affect me much." Philancini sneered, "Try the food you've made over the years of eating the food you've made. ”

"Uh...... I see. Gavin nodded knowingly.

The food made by the grain making technique is similar to a nutritious meal, with enough nutrients, but it is bland and tasteless, not bad, but it has absolutely nothing to do with deliciousness.

It's okay to use it for emergencies, but once you use this thing as a staple food, it's really hard to bear it after a long time.

"By the way, I don't know if this thing can be used in the Misty Lands." Gavin pulled out a tablecloth.

It is the fairy tablecloth, which has the same nature as the art of making food, and can conjure delicious food out of thin air every day, especially the fruits of various fairy wilderness specialties, which are very popular with the children in Anfil Village, especially the fairy apple.

It's rare, but Gavin can tell the difference between it and the friendship of a legendary spellcaster.

Philancini shook her head and said, "This kind of summoning magic item is not successful, and if you are not careful, there will be strange existences indiscriminately." ”

"How about I prepare a few kobold minions for you? With their help, some things will be much easier. Gavin came up with a new suggestion.

Philansienne still shook her head and said: "This method, I have already tried, I can successfully bring the dead thing back, once the living thing enters the misty land, it will inevitably disappear without a trace, as if the mage tower is shrouded by the law of loneliness, no other living creature is allowed to enter, even monsters, not living creatures in the real sense, your consciousness can enter, is the only case." ”

In order to make herself less lonely, Philancini had obviously tried a lot, and Gavin had all these suggestions, she had thought of them.

"In this way, it seems that I have made it easy to fear the half-plane." Gavin guessed, "So, the teleportation lady won't be able to perform it either?" ”

"It's not that it can't be cast, once it is cast, no matter where the destination is, it will return directly to the Misty Lands." Philancini sighed and said, "So, don't expect me to do much for you, because no matter where I am, before dawn, I will inevitably be dragged back to the Misty Lands, and if I use powerful spells, such as the Nine Rings Spell, no more than two, I will be dragged back to the Misty Lands." ”

She knew exactly what Gavin was trying to get out of her.

But her situation is destined to be limited to a one-night trip to this hotel, and the strength she can use is relatively limited.

This is also an important reason why her search for a way to leave is unusually slow.

"Understood." Gavin wasn't too disappointed, after all, he hadn't imagined that the Weeping Witch was a legendary spellcaster, and it was a surprise that he had now obtained her initial friendship.

Besides, even if she is restricted, the other party is also a legendary spellcaster, and the help she provides is not just combat power, her knowledge is also a valuable asset.

An Ao Ling Soul Tower has pushed its strength to a whole new stage.

There's more to it than just a little stock in her stomach, and once it's all dug out, how much is it worth?

For the next five days, Gavin basically turned black and white upside down, soaking in the basement of the Stone Peony Horse Hotel, where repairs were nearing completion, and had an in-depth conversation with Philanciene.

One is to deliberately please flattery and humbly learn to ask for advice.

One is the desire to obtain more useful information about the outside world.

The atmosphere is extremely friendly, and the relationship between the two has heated up sharply, and in just five days, it is like knowing old friends for five years, talking about everything, saying nothing.

Gavin had gained a great deal of caster knowledge from Philancine, many of which were not modern, but of the Arcanists of Nessreel.

As Gavin guessed, Philancini was not an ordinary mage, but a legendary arcanist, and her inheritance came from the most orthodox Nessreel, but she never mentioned her teacher's inheritance, and she also avoided talking about the Nethrel magic book in her hand.

Gavin was empathetic and didn't take the initiative to strike the mine, after all, the relationship between the two had not yet reached that point.

In addition, her knowledge of the profession of Arcane Master is far beyond that of most mages, but since she is not a profession herself, she provides theoretical knowledge.

(End of chapter)