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The light on Blackhall's teleportation stone gradually condensed to form a portal, and Penny did not hesitate, and after stepping through the door, the familiar smell of decay entered his nose again.
It's been a long time since I've been here, and it's still the same desolate appearance, with no sun in the white sky, and the diffuse light can't make people see the things around them clearly, as if everything is shrouded in a hazy shadow.
Penny didn't put on the demon skin, he knew very well that if Durin Vanden didn't attach some superfluous materials to it, he wouldn't be worthy of being a High Ring Teacher, and Penny didn't live up to his IQ and threw the demon skin into his pocket.
As for whether he can enter the demon's lair, ordinary mages naturally can't get in, but how can Penny be an ordinary mage?
The broken mage tower appeared in Penny's field of vision, and it seemed to be much more broken than the last time.
This is also a matter of course, after all, this place has suffered from the thunderous wrath of the Abyssal Will.
And the closer he got, his mind began to boil violently, letting him know that the power around him was constantly pouring into his flesh, Penny frowned, blessed himself with some protective spells, but it was only corroded faster.
Because of that impact, he was still unable to avoid being affected by this layer of abyss, although he was able to maintain a clear self-will, but if he stayed in this layer for too long, he would still continue to encounter corruption.
This corruption will undoubtedly bring him great power, but at the same time, it will keep him further and further away from the human life form.
Now, his pupils had begun to turn red, letting him know to settle the matter in front of him as soon as possible.
The distance to the mage tower was getting shorter and shorter, and he tried to wake up the guy with the long-abandoned psychic connection, but since the last accident, the connection had basically broken down completely.
He could feel that some complex force had severed the connection, but as he got closer to the Mage Tower, he found that the connection was becoming more active.
However, the other party did not respond.
This made him a little baffled.
Did you forget yourself?
He couldn't help but think of such a ridiculous-sounding reason.
He was thinking wildly, and suddenly he realized that it seemed that as the connection between his hearts and minds gradually regained his mind, his mind became much clearer.
The chaotic wills that interfered with his consciousness seemed to be speeding along this mental connection.
Penny frowned, the change was somewhat unexpected, and he stopped with some hesitation.
He wondered if that would bother it.
Penny let out a breath and stared at the ruined mage tower not far away.
He frowned.
He could feel the power lurking there.
It's not big, but it's vibrant.
Full of jumpiness, but not as manic as the normal Abyss plane.
Has it been corrupted by the will of the Abyss?
Penny hesitated, if it had been completely eroded by the will of the Abyss, then from the most rational point of view, he should cooperate with Durin Van Deng to get rid of it.
Because this layer of the abyss is not friendly to him, and that little monster has a lot of information about him in his brain, and even that part of his soul comes from Penny.
So once it is controlled by the will of the abyss, it is equivalent to a part of Penny's soul and information being captured by the abyss.
Much knowledge about the lower realms tells Penny how deadly this situation can be.
A large amount of information in the soul origin is in the hands of others, and it is no less dangerous than the leakage of real names.
Penny didn't think he could afford such a risk. ...,
But until the truth is seen, this is all speculation.
He exhaled a sigh and continued to tread on the rotten white ground, walking forward.
"Whew"
A roar of thunder entered Penny's ear drums, and a huge shadow hung over his head, and the red light of his eyes flickered, and the turbulent chaotic power in his body immediately erupted, and the huge body fell to the pale ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke and dust.
Penny withdrew his hand, this was the second time he had used this power, and in this plane, it was obviously much more convenient than the arcane.
A few seconds of chanting were necessary to create an equal impetus using a stance wave or other spell, but this simple and violent arcane explosion required only a single thought, and the power of manifesting in the abyss was far greater.
Of course, at the price, the spell he had meditated on earlier had messed up a small half of this explosion.
Whether or not it's worth using it regularly is a trade-off, but in a place like the Abyss, any arcane can be strongly disturbed, and Penny doesn't dare to touch the Abyss's origin easily.
The lessons of the last time are still fresh in our minds.
"Roar, stupid mortal. β
The huge monster that was knocked away by the mage stood up tremblingly: "You are not allowed to pass through my territory. β
Its head was dulled by the mage's blow, and its voice was slurred.
"Big sticks. Penny looked at the stout monster, "Look closely, who are you attacking?"
He pulled out a stone and shook it in front of him, a few bits of light flashed, the light in the demon's eyes flashed, and the hideous and ugly face appeared in confusion for a moment, and then stared at the mage like a demented person, feeling that the human seemed a little familiar.
"Your master is in trouble. Penny retrieved the summoning stone, "Take me to it." β
......
The banquet in the hall was in full swing, and no one noticed that anyone was absent, and no one knew that a young mage had entered the distant abyss plane under the guidance of a high-level ring master.
The atmosphere of the feast was a little dreary, and considering that this was Serge, it was also a matter of course.
The red-robed with many mouths and tongues has been repeated several times, and there are few in the whole Searle.
Of course, as an academic seminar, if there is no real material, of course, it will not live up to its name.
"Chief, I don't know if we can know. With a smile on his face, the necromancer Nosnoah asked the legendary mage sitting on the chair, "What is the central topic of this seminar?"
"The central topic?" Neveron raised an eyebrow, "Oh yes, this seminar does have a theme. β
Although the voice is not loud, it can't hide the ears and eyes of a high-level mage, not to mention that as a legendary mage, Neveron can be called the protagonist of the banquet, and all the attention is focused on him.
The Chief Lord saw that most of the mages were looking at him, and he smiled slightly: "Actually, it's not a secret, everyone knows that the portal below Blackhall has been abandoned for more than thirty years. β
The high-ranking mages present all nodded.
"Although the shelf life of this large portal cannot be too long, because the larger the passage between the planes, the weaker the stability......" Neveron groaned, he held a wine glass on his fingertips, and gently slammed the table: "However, thanks to your research and excavation in recent decades, as well as my field investigations, Blackhall's core has not been damaged, and the supporting dimensional passages have only become narrow and scattered, and have not completely collapsed. β
Speaking of this, he paused, sold a pass, and saw that everyone was stunned and waiting for his next words, before slowly continuing: "So we think that through the right method, we may be able to restore it to the way it was at its peak." β...,
Hearing Neveron's words, many mages were stunned.
"Guys, in fact, I've designed a legendary spell. Neveron smiled, "Of course, as you all know, it is very difficult to perform this kind of spell. β
The mages were silent, legendary spells, in fact, most of them were a minority even talking about or even knowing about such existence.
When the Arcanists have mastered the essence of the Arcane, they are able to overcome many obstacles and draw the purest supernatural arcane power directly from the core of the Source Sea, creating terrifying spells that transcend the limitations of the plane.
Casting a legendary spell requires years of research, and such spells are often only designed for a specific environment or time, almost every legendary spell that appears in the world is unique, and the powerful legendary spell is even enough to threaten the gods, even in the current world where the main material realm source sea is restricted and locked.
Being able to participate in the development of a legendary spell is a cherished event for any mage.
Because every legendary spell contains a spell component that far exceeds that of any non-legendary spell, if you can draw a little experience or knowledge from it, you may have the opportunity to change a mage's life.
What's more, the function of this legendary spell may be more able to attract the attention of those who have a heart.
Reopen Blackhall's Gate, which is connected to several shallow abyssal planes, and the number of monsters inside is uncountable.
"If a large number of monsters can be summoned through this gate, the people of Mullan in the south will probably suffer even more. β
Everyone thought so, and some of the high-level mages looked at the smiling Neveron with a tacit feeling.
Probably no more nonsense from legendary mages.
Neveron smiled: "Well, I don't need to say much to restart the effect of Blackhall's Stone, in fact, I already have a complete design for this legendary spell, and the next thing is to borrow everyone's power to complete it, you know, when Blackhall opened it, it used almost all the power of the red-robed mage, although it is relatively easy to repair, but it should not be underestimated because of its difficulty......"
As he spoke, his expression became more and more serious, and under the backdrop of the hooked nose, it made all the mages present even more daunting.
Sometimes, it is difficult for a single legendary mage to guide the launch of a legendary spell, in fact, any spell of a certain size almost requires the assistance of many assistants to contribute magical power to successfully cast it.
It's a grand project.
As he spoke, Neveron took out a scroll and handed it to the sorcerer next to him to circulate it.
This is the edge part of the spell, a mage, if he can study him thoroughly, can participate in the casting process of legendary spells, with the Red Robe Mage's signature technology ring circle, the release of legendary spells is more efficient.
"We will prepare a place for you to live here, please don't slack off, delve into the spells as soon as possible, I have tried to simplify the structure of these edge spells, I believe it will not be difficult for everyone, even the beginner red robe can master it in two days. Neveron narrowed his eyes and looked around at the mages who were present around the week: "Please believe that this matter is of great benefit to Serre, and even more beneficial to us, so I hope you don't take it lightly, after three days, I will select the people who will participate in the circle." β
"Do your will. β
Although each has its own interests, in Serre, the position of the chief is at the top of the pyramid of power, and their will, to some extent, can transcend the constraints of many interest systems, just like the emperors in other kingdoms, with a transcendent status. ...,
Of course, their opinions should not be taken lightly, if a red robe ruthlessly offends a chief, then even with the protection of another chief, it will be difficult to survive in Sergey.
What's more, as mentioned earlier, participating in the construction of a legendary spell is a very important thing to pay attention to.
"Oh, what a feat, Lord Neveron. Neveron's announcement caused the climax of a feast, and after the climax, the aftermath spat out from Nosnoa's mouth: "I think the people of Moulin will mourn their fate. β
"Perhaps. Neveron laughed.
"However, please forgive me for not participating. Nosnoah smiled, he was still a little wary of Bouval's people, as a disciple of Sazastan.
Although Sazastan's authority is weakening year by year, the opposition between the two great forces is not so easy to eliminate.
If you take the initiative to participate, you may also arouse the suspicion of the other party.
"Of course. Neveron smiled again and nodded understandingly.
In this kind of matter, he is still very reasonable.
Next to the chief of the spell department, the young red-robed mage, the core bloodline of Odyssilon, the incoming logistics secretary of the Southeast Legion, glanced at the middle-aged red-robed behind Nosnoah: "Hmm, I wonder if Mentor Ferrandlin is interested in participating in this matter?"
"Me?" The middle-aged red-robed man looked at Nosnoah and nodded at the young red-robed man with a smile: "Of course you can." β
Lifar laughed too.
This may be a continuation of the deal.
Both sides expressed goodwill.
But Neveron frowned.
"Well, Lifal, don't always focus too much on boring things. β
After the people had left, sitting in the somewhat gloomy hall, Neveron faced his disciple: "You must know that the arcane is the most important thing for us and others, if you devote too much time to other things, then your life may not be able to support you until the time of sublimation." β
"Oh, teacher, I understand. Lifar touched his nose and looked a little embarrassed: "However, I am also thinking about it, if we can catch up with the governor of Sazahar Province......"
"The people of DalamΓ³s cannot be trusted, and the necromancer cannot be trusted. Neveron smiled mysteriously: "In addition, to put your mind on power and capital, you need a degree, don't indulge in it too much, otherwise...... It's just useless to consume lives. β
Lifar stopped talking, and he knew that everything that came out of the teacher's mouth made sense.
Of course, no one knew that at this moment the weak demon in his heart was roaring: "Fart, it's all nonsense, what a short life, sign a contract with us, mortals can get immortality in no time." β
This kind of speech usually appears when demons coax ordinary mortals, Lifar frowned secretly, he knew that many times the form and strength of demons determine their wisdom, and it is difficult for a high-level demon with superb wisdom not to ensure that his IQ does not decrease after degrading, from this point of view, even the former Abyss Lord is not exempt from vulgarity.
If it weren't for the search for the culprit who caused the family a major blow and his father was forced to commit suicide, he probably wouldn't have let this demon stay on him for half a breath.
"Well, Lifal, all in all, this is a matter of great importance, and I hope you will take it seriously. β
Neveron said: "In the past few decades, the abyss has bred a lot of new monsters, and I deduce according to the cycle of the abyss that there are several relatively barren planes that should already give birth to new lords, and these demons are the powerful people in the abyss. β
The legendary mage smiled: "And these guys who just came out of the embryo don't have much strength, if they can enslave one or two...... Our strength will be greatly enhanced. β...,
"Abyss Embryo, if I can devour one, plus my Abyss Origin, I will be able to immediately regain my original power, and according to our contract, your power will also be greatly strengthened" The demon bewitched in Lifar's heart.
The young mage frowned, and nodded at his mentor for a long time, "Yes, Master Mentor, I understand. β
"Good. Neveron took it out of his bosom and took out a scroll and handed it to Lifal: "This is a special high-level otherworldly oath bond, when Blackhall's door opens, let's go in first, if we can find such an abyssal embryo, we can use this to enslave it immediately." β
Lifal's eyes flickered, and his face turned happy.
"But we still have a lot of work to do before that. Neveron waved his hand, and an arbitrary door appeared behind him, and he slipped in: "Go ahead and do it early, my disciple." β
With that, the arbitrary door disappeared.
Lifar Odyssillon looked at the scroll in his hand and was very excited.
He knew that as the core bloodline of a red-robed nobleman, now was the moment for his power to take off.
Strength, glory, it seems that he is not far away.
A confident smile appeared on his face, and he slowly walked out of the hall.
......
Zhan Huashi did not find his disciple, so he was so anxious that he hastily waited until the banquet was over, copied a copy of the scroll, and followed the waiter into the accommodation arranged by Neveron.
Maybe he'll be guided to where he needs to go.
He thought so.
And at this time, in the laboratory next to Blackhall, another mage, also because his disciple was anxious.
Because his plan to 'capture' the embryo of the abyss will be carried out by that hand.
Hours had passed, and there was still no magic signal from the other side of the door that he had hoped for.
Could it be that the exit of the door was too far away from the lair, or that there was an accident?
An accident seemed unlikely, as the little red robe would be teleported back with a teleportation gem, a specially crafted gem that was extremely sensitive and performant enough for Doolin Vanden to have enough confidence in it.
So is there a mistake in the exit of the door? Or is that junior a road idiot who can't find the way?
He thought about countless possibilities, and of course each one was far from the truth.
Of course, if he could have met the truth of the matter beforehand, he would have reconsidered the plan for the experiment.
In the next moment, the black boulder suddenly began to glow.
The High Ring Mentor threw himself on the stone with joy.
It's finally here
He stepped into the portal of light...... οΌ