Nephies carefully closed the curtains to shield out the light from Penny's body, and he lay on his back on the bed, almost like a dead man, except for the slight heaving of his chest.

Lannie, who was next to her, yawned, glanced back at the door, closed her eyes, and tried to fall asleep, but opened them again.

"Lady Lannie, it's been more than two days......" The little girl looked at the sun outside the window, stroking her big toy, her tone full of worry.

"Don't worry about him. Lanny scratched her hair and shook her head slightly: "So many chiefs in Serre didn't let him die if they tried to kill him, they just fainted inexplicably, and there was no need to make a fuss." ”

"But it's because it's inexplicable that it's worth worrying, what if he never wakes up?" said this, and the little girl's mouth flattened.

Lanny snorted, and suddenly there was a groan from the bed, and she and the little girl's gaze turned together, only to see that the wizard's eyes had opened a slit.

"Are you awake?" two faces, one large and one small, leaned over and fell into Penny's eyes.

"What time is it now?" the wizard's voice was still a little weak.

"Your Excellency, you've been in a coma for two whole days. Nephies replied.

"Two days ......" caused Penny to almost fall over again.

Lanny immediately turned to Nephis, "Get him something to eat and drink." ”

Nephies nodded and ran briskly out of the room, Penny gasping for breath and getting out of bed.

"Are you alright?" Lannie glanced at him.

The mage shook his head.

"Great, don't forget to let me know in advance before you pass out for some reason next time. She stretched, her mouth clicked twice, and she lay down on the soft bed: "Now I'm going to sleep." ”

"You haven't slept?" looked at her disgraced face, and the mage was a little surprised.

"Don't bother me. She replied crudely, burying her head under the pillow.

The mage shrugged his shoulders, and then Nephies yawned and walked in with some milk bread and brought it to Penny, a little dissatisfied: "My lord, the servants here have neglected you so much that they have left only this one thing for you." ”

"Don't complain. Penny took the plate: "The wizard here has a backstage, and it's normal to be a little rough-tempered, not to mention that the situation is much better now than when we fled, isn't it?"

Nephies scratched at her hair, scratching her little head into a mess.

"You can sleep for a while. The mage bit down on half a slice of bread and rubbed the little girl's head.

"Hmm. She nodded, and fell asleep on the mage's chest, looking at her little face that soon fell asleep, and Penny didn't think of putting her aside for a moment.

He finished eating, leaned against the head of the bed and began to think about the events of the past two days, and at the same time began to organize his thoughts.

The restlessness of the Mither Nucleus was far more violent than he had imagined.

After the initial integration of the methodology, he could clearly feel a significant increase in his strength, which was reflected in the stronger control of the source force, being able to master stronger and more complex source power, and also being able to cast higher-level spells.

But even so, he could only barely suppress the abnormal movement of the Mithic core, and in the face of the two Mithic cores that had already resonated, his strength was still insufficient, even with the addition of the mysterious short rod composed of the two crystals.

For this reason, he can only retreat to the next best thing, avoiding the energy core, and reclaiming his consciousness and body alone.

But even so, the work was still very difficult due to the distractions of resonance, and it was expected that it would take at least a few days to complete it.

But an accident helped him, just now, he felt something strange in the underground secret room.

Through the information transmitted by the energy core resonance, he saw a masked woman burrow into the room and carry the body of the old man in the magic array, due to the rapid and detailed information transmission between the Mither energy cores, he could still remember the body temperament and characteristics of this masked woman.

He didn't know why this woman carried the old man's corpse, and it didn't matter to Penny, what was important to him was that as the magic circle stopped, the resonance between the Mither cores also stopped.

The wizard seized the opportunity to regain his consciousness and sealed the Mithic Core in his mind with a spell and two Imasca crystals.

Thankfully, there were no accidents this time, and he managed to regain consciousness.

This experience once again made him aware of what a huge trouble was inhabiting his mind, and even now, he could feel that the Mithic Core was constantly pounding at the closure of the Imaska Crystal and the constant spell, and it was getting stronger and stronger, and it would not be long before it burst out again.

This is obviously not rosy news for Penny.

Now he has a bit of a love-hate relationship with this core, and while it is true that it has great power, it is clear that it is not under his control at all.

"A way should be found to control it. Penny stroked his chin and groaned, "Leave Waterdeep......"

He shook his head, it was obvious that this was a palliative solution, because he could imagine that the things on Faeron that could stimulate the Mithic Core must not be the only place in Waterdeep, and if he didn't happen to encounter another Mithic Core somewhere, he would have to go to great lengths to repeat this action.

Then there is only another way to improve the strength...... This method worked slowly, and the arcane power contained by the Mithic core was able to reach the legendary realm, and as Penny's power grew, he could also feel how incredible the power of the Mithic core was, and the more refined methodology was only able to keep him alive when the Mithic core went berserk.

Then there is only one way.

He pulled out two mysterious crystals from the Imaska Empire, taken from the last arcane project in the country that threatened the gods, and it was clear that these two were effective in suppressing the power of the Mithic core, but it was also gradually weakened by the restlessness of the Mithic core.

"If we can find more parts, maybe it will be easier to control it. ”

That's a good way to do it.

Penny frowned, remembering his dealings with the ruins of Imasca due to these two crystals.

The ancient scholar Dilpur, who hid in the ruins and gave him important guidance, gave him a commission.

The lord of Imasca, named Khalasher, must have died thousands of years later...... He frowned.

But if you want to explore the ruins of Imasca, there are obviously not many places to start, and perhaps this person is more worth exploring than the ruins of the empire of Luoyan.

"Hyrathar?" Celebrating Penny's sobriety, Elder Miria heard the wizard ask, "Lord of the Ancient Empire?" ”

Despite her noble status, the Female Elder knew very well that this young wizard possessed extremely high magical attainments and was recognized by Elder Xiao Brandang, so she did not rely on her identity to dictate to him.

This approach will certainly win Penny's favor.

In his opinion, although the female elder spoke in a sharp voice and a stiff tone, she was not as old-fashioned and difficult to get along with as others said: "Ah, Mr. Diesel, you must know that the person you want to inquire about is thousands of years old now, and even a wizard who casts longevity spells may not be able to live such a long time. ”

Her eyes flickered, and her tone became a little lower: "You know that the methodology of ordinary wizards is difficult to sustain for that long, and if the reason for existence disappears, or if it contradicts the longevity spell, the wizard will die quickly. ”

Penny was not surprised that the witch was talking about such a thing in such a low voice, because there were apprentices walking around nearby.

For these low-level apprentices, the methodology is a kind of secret, and most of the high-ranking mages in Faeron invariably keep this secret in order to ensure the safety of the wizarding community.

And it doesn't do any good to let an apprentice know about this kind of thing too soon, and indiscriminately exploring the methodology is likely to turn a promising apprentice into a madman, although most of Faeron's spellcasters are more or less insane.

Penny frowned and nodded when he heard the elder's explanation.

The Elder's argument is very reasonable, even a mage would not have survived such a long time, and if he still survived until now, he would definitely be a legend who shocked Faeron.

"Oh, but it's not impossible to be out of the question, some Legendary-level guys have such a lifespan, but there are only a few legendary mages who have lived for thousands of years to the present, even if you count the lich. The female elder frowned: "If there is such a possible surname, you may be able to look up the information of these guys, most of the resumes of these old guys are widely known, you know, if a wizard can live such a long time, their existence cannot be completely secret." ”

This statement is not difficult to understand, a guy who has lived for thousands of years, no matter how vague the historical trajectory is, will definitely leave some traces, and with that level of power, it will itself fall into the field of vision of many powerful existences, even if it is hidden carefully, it is impossible not to be known to the world.

For example, in the Entanglement Talisman located in the Carlinshan, although many ordinary people wonder if the organization really exists, and the people of the countries that are a little farther away from the Carlinshan are unlikely to even know the name of the organization, some powerful people, or churches with conflicting doctrines, still know the existence of the organization, and even know the identity and history of the legendary lich living in the organization.

For example, in the database of the Red Robe Mage Society, there is a record of this dangerous old guy named La Harbor.

This reminded Penny of something, and vaguely grasped a little inspiration, but it was still not clear: "You mean, if this old guy from thousands of years ago is still alive now, he is now a very old legendary spellcaster?"

"The more likely surname is that he is dead. Miria frowned, "Please understand my curiosity, is Mr. Diesel interested in the history of the Ancient Imasca Empire......?

"Just a study. The wizard inadvertently diverted the topic, of course he knew that most of the guys he was looking for were dead, but he still had some hopes, because if this guy really hung up, it would be very difficult to find the organization of the 'Grave Keeper', and the existence of 'Hyruster' was the only clue.

"Actually, as I just inferred, Mr. Diesel, if you think he's still alive, why don't you look up the information of the legendary spellcasters in the multiverse who have been alive for a long time...... You know, there may be a legendary mage among them, who has a hidden past, or has a direct relationship with Imasca......" Miria said this, frowning: "Actually, the library here is good, as a guest, you only need a few gold coins to enter and query, you know, the database of the Deep Water Society is not worse than the Candle Keep, and what you need to know does not involve arcane knowledge, and it does not touch the taboo here." ”

Penny nodded slowly, it was indeed a good idea.

He was quick to do so.

Follow a wizard who leads the way into the library and begins to search the huge shelves for materials of interest to him.

It's not that complicated.

Since there are not many legendary spellcasters who have lived for thousands of years, and the remnants of Imaska don't believe in any gods—their unfaithfulness is just as well-known as Nessreel, so the scope can be further reduced.

Then there are not many legendary mages left, not to mention that several of them are the remnants of the Great Arcanist from Gu Naise.

After searching through the heavy materials for a while, Penny found what he was looking for...... After much sifting, there were only a handful of eligible casters left, and one name in particular caught Penny's attention and brought his pause inspiration to life again.

The name is Hyraster Blackrobe.

Coincidentally, this madman of unverifiable origin lives near Waterdeep, and no one knows about his past, only some equally old guys deduce that he has lived for a long, long time.

He took two deep breaths, and suddenly remembered the Color-resistant Research Institute that had been destroyed by this mad mage, and what was hidden in it was some technology related to Imaska and a piece of parts taken from Isil Aaron?

If you think about it from the perspective of a grave keeper, it is logical for Hylast to do such a thing.

According to Dilpoel, isn't it the duty of these grave keepers to hide the traces of the Imaska Empire and try to prevent them from reappearing?

What's more, the names of these two people are so similar, just a tail drop...... What made Penny even more sure of this was that a momentary inspiration led him to recite the pronunciation of 'Haylast' in the lingua franca of the ancient aristocratic language, Loshoun, and the tone produced was exactly 'Hayrast'.

Maybe he should have thought of it a long time ago.

Penny narrowed his eyes and closed the heavy tore with a 'snap'.

In this way, I probably can't go wrong.

Soon, though, a feeling of helplessness made him sigh.

The reason was simple, in a very strange way, in line with his terrible expectations, that the mad mage was dead.

Although it was not quite what was expected, Helest Blackrobe died mysteriously shortly after the accidental death of his good neighbor Kelburn Blackrod due to a magical accident, and most of the residents of Waterdeep were fortunate enough to witness through the images and sounds that flashed over Waterdeep as the magic went out of control.

Although the experience of the Naycolor Research Institute let Penny know that this ** master does not seem to have forgotten the duties entrusted to him by those people in Dilpur, but according to more rumors, this ** master has maintained a mental abnormality many times, so it seems that a new question arises:

"Is there anyone to inherit his duties?"

The wizard groaned, if someone inherited these duties, then it was possible for him to get more news about the ruins of the ancient empire from this heir, if not...... He remembered the mad mage's lair, famous throughout Ferron.

'Down the mountain', or the Leyline Maze.

** Illminster has made a well-known comment about this place: it is the place where the most famous adventurers made a name for themselves, and it is also the largest heroic tomb in Ferron.

In addition to collecting all kinds of treasures and otherworldly monsters, Hylast's special habit in his long life is to dig tunnels next to the city of his good neighbor, according to the adventurers who have been lucky enough to survive after entering it, this huge underground labyrinth has a total of 60 floors, in addition to piling up an astonishing number of treasures of mad mages, there are also an equally amazing number of monsters collected by Hylaster from various planes.

That's a terrible place.

Penny frowned and continued to rummage through the information.

If Hylast really didn't have a successor, he would have to venture in and have a look...... Fortunately, as the neighbor of this madman's ** master, perhaps for fear that this mentally abnormal tunnel digger master would suddenly go crazy that day and cause an earthquake to destroy Deep Water City, the Deep Water Wizard Association's investigation of Hylast's black robe is very detailed, except for the long and untraceable past, that is, before Hylast's construction of the mage tower near Deep Water City, most of the resumes after that are recorded very clearly.

He had seven disciples, all powerful wizards, and after Helast abandoned the mage tower on the ground and moved into the 'lower part of the mountain', these apprentices followed him one after another, and their whereabouts were unknown.

Penny's cheeks began to twitch a little.

"Mr. Diesel, Mr. Diesel. At this time, a waiter walked up to him and called softly: "Sir, there is a temporary accident in the association, and this seminar may be delayed for a while, so I would like to ask the representatives of the various associations to gather and explain." ”

"Seminar delay?" Penny frowned, his attention immediately drawn from Hylast's materials, gathering wizarding organizations from all over the world for a meeting, only to delay it before the meeting, this breach of contract was obviously unreasonable: "Is something wrong?"

"This ...... There are indeed some changes, so please go to the masters just to explain. The waiter lowered his head: "If possible, this seminar may even be canceled." ”

"So serious?"

"My lord, please come with me. The waiter sighed and led Penny to the Great Chamber.

A number of representatives of the various arcane organizations had gathered, apparently all receiving the news, and they were staring at the middle-aged wizard in plain robes standing at the top.

They certainly need an explanation.

Tirasbel, one of the disciples of the Black Rod of Kelburn and the successor of the Black Staff, said that he was in a very depressed mood: "Masters, I am sorry to inform you of such dismal news, but something did happen to the Guild, and the body of our beloved Lord Calburn Black Rod was stolen not long ago......"

Before he could finish speaking, all the mages exclaimed, and Penny's eyelids jumped violently twice.

(To be continued)