Ilminster and Kelburn are not only the top magicians on the continent, but also one of the few people who enjoy the highest authority in the magic web, except for the goddess of magic.

From Morsobre City to Deep Water City, even if you don't consider the height difference between the surface and the dark area, there is an extremely long distance of more than a thousand miles. Ordinary magicians use the help of magic treasures such as crystal balls, and the detection range of using prophecy magic is only a few hundred miles to the sky. However, the great sage of Ilminster, even in the chaos of the Banrui army, can still contact Kelburn thousands of miles away without hurry, and this attitude of "being at ease" can explain a lot in itself.

Kelburn held out a hand, and the magic distorted the light, outlining a small model of the city in his palm. Those towering stalagmite towers and stalactite towers were protected by intense light, and even how many kinds of magical aura were projected on each building were meticulously reproduced.

If a legendary archmage concentrates on being a spy, this efficiency will really make nine out of ten intelligence organizations on the continent ashamed.

Staring at the model sent by the old sage, Xia Yuan Taiyi Jun snorted and pointed to the sky: "Please borrow fire!"

This time, the cheers were not only verbal exchanges, but also divine spirits, enveloping a city, and Kyle had become the center of the city's spiritual power, just facing this pressure.

To change to an ordinary person, or those magicians who have not yet touched the threshold of legend, this drink is equivalent to facing the impact of a god who really interferes with reality with his own divine thoughts. Don't talk about the shock at the level of the law, the aftermath of the soul alone may shock people into idiots.

But as the agent of the goddess of magic in the main material realm, Kelben's expression was solemn, and he had transferred this pressure to the magic net without moving.

In the eyes of Xia Yuan Taiyijun, he can clearly see a net of laws in the void, traversing the past and the future, reaching the stars and the nine springs, light and darkness, life and death, movement and static, and even the so-called four elements of earth, water, fire and wind, all distributed in this huge net of strict laws in a dynamic balance.

And Xia Yuan Taiyijun's request to "borrow fire" also manifests the corresponding "coordinates" in this network of laws as a matter of course-

The fire is hot and burns the heavens and the earth, which is exactly the fire element in the magic net, which is echoing with it.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan Taiyijun understood very well why a large number of gods always looked down on this goddess of magic, not only did many evil gods list her as the main target, but those gods who were biased towards the side of order and were not so vicious also did not have a good face for this one.

This magic net covers almost all the fields of this heaven and earth at the level of "concept" and "object". In addition to those true gods who have truly mastered their own priesthood and purified their own path to the gods, those demigods and even the lower gods who have just been canonized as gods, who want to "manifest before people" in the main material realm, must be taken by the master of the demon net!

The monopolist will always be the most hated in the world, even if this goddess of magic is actually a god and not a failure, but with this magic net, it is enough to attract enough hostility for her.

On the other side of the magic net, a heavenly city in the clouds could be vaguely seen, as if it was made of thousands of gold, silver and jewelry. Above the heavenly city, a young woman with long hair and a shawl, wrapped in a light ink-colored long skirt, with beads and jade knots around her waist, entangled in brocade and gold, as if weaving a day of stars, is looking at Xia Yuan Taiyijun with a slight smile.

That one just cast a slight glance in his own Divine Kingdom "Heart of Spells", and Xia Yuan Taiyijun only nodded slightly.

After all, this magic net that connects this heaven and earth is equivalent to the true body of that one. Xia Yuan Taiyijun in front of other people's voters, borrowing fire and shaking the magic net, if this person has no reaction, it is strange.

Since the two sides have taken a look at each other, Xia Yuan Taiyijun is no longer polite, and he is still like a sword pointing at the sky, and suddenly slashes towards the north!

Where the sword finger moved, a sword light flashed in the magic net.

It is said that it is sword light, but in fact, it is the manifestation of the law of the Xuanmen lineage held by the Taiyijun of the Xia Yuan.

According to the foundation of the Xia Yuan Taiyi Jun, or a third of Wei Ye, the unique form of the Xuanmen rune of "Fu Zhao" and "Fu Ming" is more suitable for the system manifestation of the true shape of the Xia Yuan Taiyi.

Otherwise, it is the unique image of the immortal palace god of Taiyuan Palace, which crushes the past in one fell swoop with the brilliant general trend of the manifestation of thousands of true saints.

But in front of a goddess who is in charge of the magic net, whether it is "Fu Zhao" or "Asgard", they are too conspicuous, which is equivalent to opening the door wide and inviting people to invade the door.

But the sword is different.

Whether it is Xuanmen or Buddhism, whether it is a killing weapon or a treasure of preaching, once it is expounded in the form of a sword, it is based on "cutting". Whether it is the Lu Zuhui Sword or the Manjushri Vajra Sword, whether it is the outer demon or the inner demon, it is based on a sharp and unrivaled sword, leaving no obstacles, but it happens to be the most incompatible with things like "network".

Although the sword cut out by Xia Yuan Taiyijun is still only a rune sword, he still uses the sword intent to interpret the rune, and if the rune is compressed to the minimum.

For the entire magic net, this runic sword is more like the gap between the giant net and the embroidery needle across the sea, "slashing" Yunyun is not to think about it at all, but it easily penetrates the "mesh", and directly crosses from the magic net to another realm-

Fire Elemental Realm.

A scorching and threatening thought lingered on the talisman sword for a moment. There is no doubt that the owner of that thought is the fire god of the fire elemental realm, Kashusi. According to the Xuanmen law, this fire god is also an innate god who existed at the beginning of the conception of this heaven and earth, and is not the same as those who rely on sentient beings to believe in the future and ascend to the gods.

Sure enough, the fire god's thoughts were only slightly tilted, and then retracted, neither manifesting the kingdom of God nor manifesting the divine form, like a gardener casually casting a random glance at the bees flying into the garden.

But first the goddess of magic Mystra, and then the god of fire Kashusi, the attention of the two gods in succession still made Xia Yuan Taiyijun feel uncomfortable - this kind of Shinto world, all innate and acquired laws, almost all of them have been claimed by Shinto people. Even those who have not yet determined the "owner" have at least several gods, like wild dogs marking their territory, back and forth. At the legal level, any slightly more drastic action will attract a large crowd of onlookers, as just now.

Innate gods like Mystra, the goddess of magic, are more of a combination of fire and law, and don't have the seven passions and six desires and curiosities that those who have ascended to the house after tomorrow. Even so, being watched by the two gods in a row, the aura around Xia Yuan Taiyijun swelled, and naturally turned into a barrier to isolate divine thoughts.

At the beginning of the barrier, the sword was executed, and within the entire range of Deep Water City, a change suddenly appeared!

Although the newly-born Coral Cup Terrace has been vigorously renovated, and a large number of priests and devotees have settled in the Temple of the Wandering Garden, the dark girl Elistry is originally a goddess with an unknown reputation. Not only did her biological mother, the Spider God, almost want to kill her, but the gods of the Elven Kingdom are as estranged as the beautiful goddess of the sword dance.

The priests and believers in the Temple of the Wandering Court are almost all elites led by Aoi Lu, ambushing the slaves rescued by the slave traders again and again. Most of these unfortunate people have converted to the dark girl Elisetsu, but in the end, it is only those who are willing to stay in the Temple of the Wandering Court and fight alongside Aoi Lu.

Unlike Kelburn, who advocated a neutral argument of "balance between good and evil" and was always on guard and vigilant, the Lord of the Coral Cup Terrace was very heroic in destroying the original sin of Skull Harbor.

The ancient elven lich who served him easily arrested more than a dozen slave caravans and hung all the slave traders on swings from the beautiful white stone watchtowers of the new city.

The slave traders who were executed had their heads shaved, and their sleek scalps were engraved with strange runes drawn in cinnabar by a certain "legendary psionic master", so that these prisoners could not return to the kingdom of the evil gods they believed in until they died, and their souls could only wait for the moment of complete death under the double torture of charms and sunlight.

This kind of slightly harsh punishment made the priests of Jaeger in the temple of Onios slightly dissatisfied. In the eyes of these grave keepers, only their master, Jaeger, is qualified to determine whether a soul should die completely, even though the Lord of All Dying has long been working for the current Mirkor, the god of death.

The priests of Tyre, the god of justice, tried to correct the current "unreasonable and harsh punishments" by bringing to the new city their "complete", "reasonable", and "more attentive to the rights of criminals."

Needless to say, both temples were closed to the founder of the Coral Cup Mesaga.

Elekant, the master of martial arts at the Temple of the Wandering Court, was passing under the watchtower with his students.

The tall, well-proportioned warrior with long silver hair was supposed to be the next master of his family, but his mistress didn't like the handsome but rebellious son, so she broke the tendon in his right hand and sold him to a slave caravan—

In the southern seas, there is a half-drow kingdom founded by a drow priestess and the chosen people who abused the goddess Lauvita, and those half-drow women in power are fond of raising some drow men sold in the dark regions to strengthen the drow blood among their offspring.

Luckily, Elicante overcame his predetermined doom and joined the Temple of the Wandering Court, where he is now in sweet love with the Temple's presiding priest, his beloved mistress Aoiru.

A small barbecue stand had been set up under the watchtower, and the orc cook, who was not very nimble, was busy flipping the grease-bubbling skewers.

Elekant knew this orc, the chef and usher of a tavern in Skull Harbor called "The Sleeping Gentleman", and among the former orc community in Skull Harbor, this orc cook named "Ujuliz" was a particularly law-abiding one.

The orc cook was the first to say hello: "My dark-skinned long-eared friend, the chief of the Temple of the Wandering Court, would you like a glass of ale?

Elekant looked at his students—six drow boys, three human girls, and a young dwarf, all rescued from the slave caravan. Although they were still very young, they had all participated in one or two battles against slave caravans with the temple patrols, and they were considered qualified warriors.

Well, without the powerful magical cover of the ancient elven lichs, these young men would probably need a long time of training before they can go to battle.

Elicante sat down in front of the barbecue stand and snapped his fingers: "Anyway, let's each have a glass of ale first." ”

The orc nodded, took a cup of ale from the faucet of the ale barrel behind him, and while roasting the meat, he casually chatted with the Drow Martial Arts Master in front of him:

"The latest business?' The Sleeping Gentleman collapsed in the previous war, and I was fired by my boss. With the settling-in fee issued by the owner of the new city, try to set up a stall here first, after all, the tax of the new city is very low now......"

While they were talking, Elicante noticed that the fat coming out of the roast meat on the orc's barbecue stove was cooling.

"Your coals are out, Uyuliz. ”

With the words of the Drow Martial Artist, a wisp of fire burst out of the charcoal in the stove, which was burning on the fingers of the orc cook, but the orc cook was unaware, and not even a single blister came out.

Elicante stretched out his hand in confusion and shook it near the coals, and there was not a single heat wave of the flames. He cautiously put his finger close to the charcoals, only to find that the coals that shone through the white ash were as low as the temperature of his palm!

It's not just a small orc barbecue stall that has seen such a mutation, in the Tower of Order in Waterdeep City, an old mage specializing in spell magic is arranging a classroom with a fire elemental defense magic array, explaining to the apprentice mages how to summon fire elemental creatures-

"This is a little guy from the fire elemental realm, be careful, this little guy can melt the iron cage in an instant!"

However, the apprentice mage closest to the small flame of fire elemental reached out in confusion, and the tongue of fire licked and licked on his palm, the gentle touch reminded him of the feeling of his own hound running over and licking his palm.

"This fire elemental is not hot at all, Your Excellency!"

Staring at the small flame that was jumping around, the old mage pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the glasses attached to the magic revealed the brilliance of the analysis element, and then the old mage shouted in a gaffe: "Who is it that extracts the heat of this fire element?"

The same anomaly spread throughout Waterdeep like the wind, the flames no longer carried high temperatures, the boiling water swallowed like ice cubes, and all the temperatures stayed neatly below the normal temperature of the human body.

Kyleburn looked at the fire sword in the hand of the "Legendary Psionic Master" in front of him and asked, "Is this what Your Excellency calls 'borrowing fire'?"

(End of chapter)