More red-robed mages stood around the crystal circle.

Not only the summoners of the spell system, but also some high-level red robes from other schools also came to watch.

For Serge, this is a big deal after all.

Opening a gate to the abyss is enough to last for decades, and during this time, Serre's military power will be greatly strengthened.

Even if high-level monsters are rare and rare, even if there are hundreds of middle-level monsters, it is a power that can be described as terrifying.

On a few chairs facing the center of the crystal array, sat Neveron and several seat mentors.

The legendary mage of this day did not seem to be out of the ordinary, but everyone knew that in the human mind, there was a legendary spell with power beyond the mundane.

After months of preparation, this spell is finally freshly baked.

After a few months of work, Penny felt that he had benefited a lot, and although a lot of energy was spent on guarding against possible plots and traps, it was indeed a rare experience to be able to deeply participate in the operation of legendary spells.

At least, he had a superficial experience of the most cutting-edge arcane powers.

His gaze swept over the thirty-six crystal pillars, a small part of which contained his power, and even now, he could deeply feel the tremendous power surging in them, connected by runes on the ground.

As long as Neveron casts a specific arcane spell on this crystal array, and triggers these energies, it can generate incredible power.

Penny's gaze lingered on the thirty-six crystal pillars for a moment, then turned back to the crowd and landed next to Neveron.

Met Lifal Odyssilon's eyes.

The four lines of sight met for a moment, and immediately staggered.

After these months of competition, the malice of each other's arms has become quite clear.

Although Lifar is still unable to confirm whether Penny is the enemy he is looking for - he has no evidence, it is clear that his interaction with Penny has succeeded in turning their relationship into 'hatred'.

Even though they spent a lot of energy in the process of participating in the construction of legendary spells, they still did not forget to peep at the enemy with a point or two of vigilance and caution.

Now, in each other's hearts, they all regard each other as opponents who must be eliminated.

Although Penny's cunning was a problem for Lifal, at this point, he was even more determined to eliminate Penny.

With such a cunning enemy, as long as he was alive in this world for a day, Lifar could not sleep peacefully at night.

Penny had a similar idea.

Their gazes only crossed for a moment, and then they fell to the center of the crystal array again.

After all, it's the protagonist today.

After four months of hard work, it would be a pity not to be able to witness the completion of this legendary spell.

"Well, Neveron, it's almost time. On the seat facing the crystal array, a mage who was also dressed in a red robe took out a pocket watch made by a dwarf and looked at it a few times, frowned slightly, and said to Neveron in an urging tone.

This red-robed mage is extremely handsome.

He wasn't very tall, he seemed to have some elven blood, maybe not much, his ears were a little sharp, and his body was thinner than the average human.

However, this somewhat compact figure complements the somewhat neutral face, and the delicate facial features show a strange seduction, although the top of the head is smooth and hairless, but the charm is undiminished.

Especially when laughing, people who are fascinated rarely wonder if such a charm comes from the person's magic.

Many of the people of Searle knew that the Grand Enchanter Lauzorell was a rare handsome man, whose name had spread throughout the Desperate Eastern Regions more than sixty years ago, and many girls who were accustomed to judging people by their appearance had been admonished by suitors who did not have enough image to use the words: "Well, you must know that any good-looking man is not a good thing, such as the red-robed mage named Lauzzorrell." ”...,

Although some of these creatures were killed by Laurzorell, the rumors still made the Grand Enchanter proud.

After all, not everyone can get such a name.

Within the Order of the Red Mages, he is the vanguard of the anti-Sazastani faction, often using his expertise in psychic spells to make small moves in Sazastan's various schemes, and the head of the enchantment system is as famous for his madness for power as his looks.

All the red-robed mages knew that this guy was a fanatical power seeker.

With the ability to cast legendary spells, Lauzorel's talent for arcane magic is unquestionable.

In fact, Laurzorell is an out-and-out genius, among the eight chiefs, except for Ye Fa'an of the prophecy school, he is the youngest one, when he first became the chief, he was less than forty years old, and many red-robed mages know that the chief of the enchantment department of the Eastern Regions of the Desperate Realm is actually not as long as ordinary mages who study arcane arts.

If a mage can learn an arcane technique in just a few glances, it is not surprising that he has such strength at this age.

With such an achievement at such an age, if you are in the camp of goodness, you may be recited by many bards who have written them into the protagonists of legendary stories, and if you are willing to join Mystra's command, most of them will be touted by the goddess's followers as illegitimate children of the goddess, but unfortunately Laurzorell was born in Serre and lived in the Red Robe Mage Society, so in the mouth of the bards all over Faerun, he became the great demon king possessed by demons, some daring poets, and also wrote him into the villain leader who was pushed down by the brave hero in the adventure story, Laurzorel's talent and strength made him notorious。

Of course, as a red robe, Laurzorell didn't care about any of that.

What he cared about was that even so, there was still a deep dark cloud over his head, lingering.

For example, Sazastan, as a group, when the bards preached the Red Robe Mage's Society, they naturally put the name of Rauzorel behind Sazastan.

Being in the Red Robe Mage Guild, wanting not to be suppressed by the Necromantic Chief is obviously a delusion.

Compared to the other chiefs, Laurier was younger, more impulsive, frivolous, and irritable.

Laurzorell could often sense Sazastan's contempt for him, as if he had ignored his power and status, and treated him as a complete junior.

More importantly, he and Sazastan also have huge differences in their interests and political ideas.

So he is an enemy of Sazastan.

And Sazastan also knows that this junior is indeed a very formidable enemy.

Of course, if someone is willing to give him enough respect and is aligned with his interests, of course, he can be an ally.

For example, Neverone.

If an alliance cannot be formed, then there is no single chief who can confront Sazastan.

The reboot of the Blackhall Stone is a big deal for Neveron, and of course his ally will have to come to cheer for him.

"Patience, old friend, just a little bit is a bad deal. Neveron smiled slightly: "Even if it's only for a few minutes, it must be carefully measured." ”

"I'm really not used to your delicacy. Laurcherel glanced at the dwarf-crafted pocket watch again, and then put it back in his hand, shaking his head.

"I can't help it. Neveron spread his hands: "Preparing a thing like this is much more difficult than dealing with an abyss lord with a virtual godhead, not a second is missing, you don't know, if these crystal arrays explode, half of Sazaha's land will have to be reclaimed." ”

They didn't deliberately silence their voices when communicating.

As the Legendary Chief, they certainly don't have to speak in a low voice all the time. ...,

When these words reached Penny's ears, he was deeply amazed by Neveron's boldness, but he did not feel unacceptable.

Such a spell that concentrates the power of more than a hundred spellcasters, the power is indeed terrifying.

Only those who are personally involved in it can deeply understand it.

Penny looked around and suddenly had a ridiculous idea:

If this legendary spell is interfered with and countered, will the entire research institute be dead?

He frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head.

This is unlikely.

For a spell of this level, there must be a safety device, otherwise the legendary mage himself would not dare to launch it.

"So I never spend time on this kind of thing. Laurzorell shook his head and looked at the time again: "Old friend, there are two minutes left." ”

"Two minutes. Neveron stood up, "Okay." ”

All the red-robed mages on the experimental field held their breaths.

This is the final scene.

"Gather the advance team. The head of the spell department gave the order to the servants, and the pre-arranged advance team was gathered behind Neveron.

This is the first to enter the abyss.

Penny glanced at Lifal and stumbled in an inconspicuous spot.

This is the moment when it is about to enter the battlefield.

He knew very well that when he arrived in the intricacies of the abyss, many accidents could happen, and among them there was the possibility of the opportunity he wanted.

Time......

The pocket watches of the dwarf craft are very valuable, and the concept of the minute was also passed down by these dwarf sub-races, and its manufacturing process has only been passed down in a few dwarf settlements in West Ferron, and every pocket watch that is still circulating is difficult to buy.

Penny certainly didn't have that kind of timing tool.

However, he could follow the rhythm of the crystal array's energy and feel that point in time.

The light of the crystal array flashed and flashed, and the energy surged in it, as if it was a deep undercurrent, as if it confirmed Penny's heartbeat.

Suddenly, a beat of the heart skipped a beat, and the hearts of all the mages seemed to stop for a moment, and they all moved their gaze, and finally landed on Neveron's staff.

The somewhat cloudy red gem at the tip of the cane attracted everyone's attention for a while.

"On"

Short spells are not in any language, and Penny is unlikely to be able to understand them, and in fact any magic spell is garbled from a linguistic point of view, as is a well-known thing.

Only the last word, which has nothing to do with a magic spell, represents the meaning of this spell.

There was no light, and there were no powerful energy fluctuations, and the result of this spell only made the ground tremble slightly.

If you don't perceive it with all your attention, you can't sense it at all.

In Penny's sight, he saw sweat on Neveron's forehead, which seemed to have consumed a huge amount of strength.

In this kind of spell, power is secondary.

Some laymen call this arcane spell a legendary spell, but they don't know that the power contained in this spell is only less than one thousandth of the power of the crystal array.

Although, that's the core of legendary spells.

Because it consumes a lot of neveron's thinking.

For mages, this is the most likely cause of fatigue.

rumble

After a brief silence of a dozen breaths, the runes on the ground suddenly erupted with a strong light.

The ground shook even more violently.

The crystal grew rapidly, and in the middle of the crystal array, a huge door composed of a flash of light gradually condensed.

This is the energy of Blackhall's Stone recondensed under the guidance of the crystal array.

It's about to restart.

"Immaculate. Laurzorell clapped his hands in admiration.

"It was flawless. Neveron smiled and withdrew his cane. ...,

Bursts of lightning and thunder shot out from the huge doorway, and images appeared in it, chaotic volcanoes, lava, and storms.

"It's not easy. Neveron sighed: "The last time it was time to go from now to now, it will take a hundred years to calculate. ”

"All in all, well done. Laurzorell nodded, looking at the door that was gradually opening, and his eyes showed a blazing light: "I don't know if there is anything we want in these layers of abyss." ”

"There will definitely be. Neveron smiled, "I personally inspected those levels, and although they were quickly detected by the Abyss Will, it is certain that the lord's position is still vacant. ”

"As long as there is a vacancy, there will be embryos. Laurcherel laughed as well, and suddenly his expression changed: "My friend, something seems wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" said Neveron, confused.

"Why hasn't anyone come to stir things up until now?" Lauzorel's eyes showed deep confusion: "This is not in line with the style of those guys, whether it is a harpist or something else, even if the Moulin people find out about what is going on here, they will also come to stop you." ”

"Stop?" Neveron raised his eyebrows, and his tone was contemptuous: "They want to stop it, and they must be able to stop it, their gods have returned to heaven, is there any power that can stop us?"

A smile appeared on Laurier's face as he nodded.

This is indeed a fact.

However, the next moment, the smiles of him and Neveron froze on their faces at the same time.

Because a powerful force fell from the sky, instantly suppressing the power that the legendary spell was emitting.

At the same time, there was a clear and somewhat violent voice:

"They don't, but I do"

"Hembo" Neveron was shocked, his face turned to the sky, and when he saw the blurred figure, he shouted, "You should have broken the covenant first...... ，