Shade?

Listening quietly to the conversation below on the middle deck, the mage remembered the strange-smelling apprentice on the deck, and finally knew the source of the dark aura that wrapped around his body.

When the ancient Nessriel Empire was destroyed, the floating cities belonging to the Grand Arcanists fell, but one was spared because it was hidden in the shadow plane, and existed under the protection of the Night Lady for more than 3,000 years, until it appeared in the sky above the Ionok Desert ten years ago, when it became known to the majority of Faeron people, and immediately attracted the attention of the red-robed mages.

The reason is simple, this floating castle is home to a staggering number of wizards.

As the inheritor of the ancient arcane empire in the orthodox sense, the mages in the Netherworld are not much inferior to the red-robed mages in terms of quantity and quality, and they are still superior in many aspects, and most of the high-level mages, including their leadership, are favored by the Lady of the Night, and most of them have the power of Shar's magic and shadow magic net, and their power is generally stronger than that of ordinary wizards.

The reason why the red-robed mages studied this organization so carefully was because the relationship between the Shade and Ser was not friendly - this floating city had been waging wars around it frequently since its birth, and kingdoms such as Cormier that were close to the Ionok region were the first to bear the brunt of it, and it was clear that the descendants of this ancient empire did not reappear in the skies over Faeron just to find a sense of existence, and compared to the Searle controlled by the Red-robed Mage Society, this organization acted more unscrupulously- They have the full support of the Lady of the Night behind them, and the magic items they produce with the help of advanced arcane technology, whether it is low price or good quality, have a strong impact on the magic handicraft industry of the desperate Eastern Regions represented by Serge.

Of course, thanks to Searle's good business in various parts of Faeron over the years, coupled with the bad impression formed by the Phrayne people since the birth of the Shadow, in the relatively formal business field, this kind of impact has not caused Searle to break his bones, but in some black markets, the two have formed a fierce competition.

In recent years, along the coast of the West Falling Star Sea, Searle's concession has frequently encountered accidents, and there are always some inexplicable shadows haunting them, and the spearhead is faintly pointed at these ghosts.

Moreover, the country's leaders showed an undisguised aggression in many places, and often showed inexplicable contempt for the red-robed mage, which made Searle even more uncomfortable.

Although there are many interest factions within both the Yin Soul and the Red Robe Mage Guild, and they are a little surprised by each other's opinions, from a large standpoint, the Yin Spirit's behavior is enough to arouse the hostility of the Red Robe Mage.

Due to the fact that the inhabitants of Yin Ghost City have been hidden in the shadow plane for a long time, their physique is generally affected by the power of shadows, and they have the surname of some shadow creatures, which is the main reason for the strange aura of that apprentice.

It is rumored that although this constitution can make the life span of the Yin Soul people longer than that of ordinary humans, it seriously impairs their fertility, so when the Yin Spirits start wars, they are very keen to plunder the beautiful young men and women everywhere as slaves, and every young and promising Yin Soul family has a large number of such slaves.

Thinking of this, Penny's cheeks twitched, and he looked down at the deck under his feet, he clearly knew that there was an acquaintance who was sniffing the smell of seawater under this board, and he remembered what happened two years ago, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Finally he sighed.

Serre's red-robed mage and Tyr's paladin, the distance between the two is too far, so there is no need to have too much contact.

Just do your own thing.

Sensing her calm and calm posture when she spoke under the deck, it was really difficult to connect with the childish probationary knight two years ago, when everyone grew up, it was as if Penny himself felt that although he had lived two lives, many things were still childish to death, and now he has changed a lot compared to him two years ago.

At least at that time, Penny hadn't had the mind to actively calculate anyone, and he didn't think that the power of the arcane was something worth pursuing—it was a bit far away for him at the time.

I have to say that people change.

Penny sighed.

Now that the goal has been determined, it is enough to go their own way, and he left this road with such thoughts.

At this moment several patrolling sailors walked by, and he quietly flashed to the side, and saw another darkly scented apprentice walking up in a burqa, and he fell quietly to try to hear the conversation between the two men.

He was very interested in knowing the purpose of the Shade.

When he knew that these people were from the Nether, he took the matter even more seriously—the organization was a behemoth, and it was in the western sea of stars that he was heading to.

This is not something that can be solved by simply killing the wizard who controls the pirates.

If something goes wrong, then he will become very sad when he falls west into the sea of stars.

Therefore, he was more interested in knowing the purpose of these spirits' actions in this place.

A group of mages entrenched on a remote island and controlling a group of pirates are obviously unlikely to be directing this group of idiots to storm the city, so what is it for?

He infiltrated the chamber next to the wheelhouse, eavesdropping on the conversation between the two ghosts.

"Shamondo, how did you get this time?" the apprentice sitting in the room asked the other person who walked through the door with a cup in his hand.

"One hundred and three. The apprentice who walked through the door took off his hood, revealing short dark silver hair and a strange dark gray color—the illusion of extreme paleness, like that of an old vampire.

"One hundred and three. The seated apprentice repeated in a low voice: "If there were more, there would not be enough food on the island, but the current amount is just right." ”

"I think it's okay to have more, as long as we can get things done here as quickly as possible. The apprentice who took off his hood frowned and sat down next to him: "Anyway, we will always have a way for them to find food." ”

A chill erupted from his thin lips.

"It's a good idea, but Lord Demo doesn't necessarily want to work like that. The seated apprentice nodded: "Anyway, things have just begun. ”

"Just started, okay, by the way, I heard you dug something up last night?"

"It's just a doorway, those ** masters are so boring, they would build the research institute so deep underground, and set up such a strict protective barrier. The seated apprentice complained: "According to Master Dimo's calculations, it will take three or four days to dig." ”

"They probably won't know that the descendants of the empire need their research materials and hidden treasures. The silver-haired apprentice spread his hands: "Well, our work is really boring, I hope I can transfer this boring position next year, those students who went to the war now have a lot of loot at home, far more than the little bonus that the department gave us." ”

"That's what archaeology does. The seated man took a sip of water, and his eyebrows were slightly raised because of the bump in the hull: "We are almost there." ”

She stood up.

"Our information is not detailed enough, and it is said that the research here was top secret in the empire at the time. ”

The two apprentices left the wheelhouse chatting casually.

"Yes, then we need to be careful, don't be killed by our boss. ”

"Just don't work hard, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't move what you shouldn't move. ”

Dig a grave.

Rumor has it that these Wraiths often send archaeological teams to excavate the ruins of Ancient Nesserril in various places in order to bring to light the magical objects of these places, and they have a natural advantage over archaeologists from other organizations - they naturally know where some of the research institutes of the Nessreel Empire are located in Faeron.

It's not just the Floating City of the Grand Arcanists, some research needs to be carried out in secrecy in special environments, and some high-level mages who can't afford to build a floating city but have a lonely surname will also set up their bases in special places, and Penny is not surprised why this island, which is closer to East Feron, has the ruins of Nessriel - the Arcanists have the ability to fly around the world, and some of the advanced technicians of Imaska have even opened their research institutes to other planes.

When he heard the words of the two apprentices, it was obvious that there was such a secret agency on the island, and he immediately felt in his heart.

These ruins usually contain powerful spell materials, not to mention the study of ancient empires, even if some of them are outdated due to the changes in the source sea, but they still have reference significance and can be used to fill in the methodology.

The wizard's methodology needs to be gradually fleshed out, and with the real name as the cognitive foundation, what is needed below is the theoretical foundation.

Theory, a large number of theories, enough to analyze the structure of the source sea, the theory of the magic operation program, the more detailed this theoretical foundation, then the more stable the mage's magic power, able to adapt to a variety of situations, and will not be easily affected by external changes and interference.

That would require the wizard to frantically absorb as much knowledge as he can.

Penny even had plans to visit Candlefort, which claimed to be the place with the largest collection of books in Ferren.

Of course, there is no need to exaggerate, there are many ways to achieve the corresponding effect, and it is enough to form a solid enough theory, so more and more esoteric knowledge is needed for reference.

Therefore, a research institute of the Nessera era is very attractive to Penny today.

He decided to take a look, but until then, he had to be careful to keep up with the two apprentices.

Penny walked into the mist, the island was unusually large, and walked a mile or so, deep into a dense forest, before reaching a hidden castle.

The castle was very old, the ruins were so miserable that it was uninhabitable, and Penny could even see that the fortress in the center had traces of magical repairs, and he used the invisibility ring all the way into the fortress, and suddenly stopped in one place.

For he saw two men in black robes come out of it.

These two people made his eyelids jump violently, because unlike the previous two guys whose spell casting ability could not reach the second ring, these two people both had the spell ability of the fourth ring, which had to make Penny weigh what the weight of the wizard inside was, and whether there would be any mistakes if he walked up directly like this.

Mankar's dangerous experience taught him that his stealth skills were not 100% safe.

It is not excluded that some mages will arrange strange devices in their temporary lair, and it is unknown when his whereabouts will be revealed.

That's too dangerous, there are two four-ring mages here, and I don't know how many spellcasters there are in the castle, let alone what kind of traps are arranged...... It is obviously very dangerous to plunge into it like this.

Fortunately, Penny's main target had now shifted to the ruins, and he turned to look for the place where the archaeologists had excavated, when he suddenly heard several people start talking, and suddenly stopped.

"My lord, what you said is true?" One of the two apprentices that Penny was tracking seemed to hear something from the two who came out of the castle, and looked very surprised, "Lord Brainers is coming?"

Brainers, the name, caught Penny's attention and made him nervously alert.

The red-robed mage's information let him know that this was a prince of the shadows.

If you want to understand the Yin Soul, you naturally have to know who his high-level people are, although the Supreme City Lord of the Yin Soul City, Tairamant Tanshur, was only a small foot known as the Shadow Lord in the Nase Era, but now he is an extremely powerful ** master, and he and his eleven descendants are called the Twelve Yin Soul Princes, and he has maintained the rule of the Yin Soul City for three thousand years.

Each of his eleven sons was powerful and cunning, each with a different arcane or magical power, and was deeply wary of the Serge chiefs.

The leadership of such a group of people is still above the leaders of the Red Robe Mage Society.

As one of the more active princes of the Nether, Brenas Tanshur was extremely intelligent and well-informed, and Penny carefully recalled the information, this prince has been active in the four realms of Faeron all these years, digging up ancient ruins in various places.

His actions were early on in the sights of the watchful spirits, but the prince's power and cunning wisdom left everyone helpless.

The fact that such a ghost prince would appear in this place gives one idea how dangerous it is, and Penny begins to congratulate himself that he did not rush in, but becomes even more curious about the ruins that are being excavated.

If Brenas could personally supervise the work, what would be buried?

He no longer hesitated, turned and left the ancient fortress.

It was not difficult to find the excavation site, because the sound of the construction of the big project came from not far away.

The mage followed the sound for a few steps, and saw an avenue, along which a large group of shirtless and glazed men with rudimentary tools followed the path into a large pit, scattered corpses piled around the pit, and a putrid stench made Penny frown.

The excavation work was lackluster, just a group of people digging a pit under the watchful eye of the black-robed wizard.

But when he got closer, something suddenly happened.

The power within the Pivot of Patyak suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

He hurriedly dodged to the side and hid his body that was beginning to be exposed.

(To be continued)