The journey from the Dragon's Coast through West Hartland to Sword Bay is a long journey for wizards who don't use teleportation.

After solving the matter of the concession, Simon's place of residence was also settled, at least for a while, Penny was not worried that there would be any behemoths that could not be provoked, so he had the heart to consider the seminar mentioned by Xiao Brandang.

After thinking about it for a while, Penny also thought that it would be better to join in the fun, for him, it would be possible to get in touch with the people of the Waterdeep City Association and the Silver Moon Alliance, and in Faeron, the leaders of these two organizations are the voters of Mystra, and according to common sense, they should be the orthodox Arcanist organization, and should be respected by all the Arcanists in Faeron.

This was not the case, and even some of the weakest magical organizations did not see the need to follow in the footsteps of the Goddess of Magic's chosen people, despite the tireless efforts of the Goddess of Magic's preachers to spread the knowledge of magic throughout Ferron and convince wizards to convert to her command, while most wizards still held a dismissive attitude towards the Goddess of Magic, and the casters of Faeron were noticeably more nostalgic for the ancient Nessera than the church in Mystra.

From the orthodoxy of the Arcanist, the Arcane should not be mixed with an element of theocracy.

It's not so much that the Church of Mystra is not doing it well, it's that the people in her godhead are some very stubborn people.

So while the Chosen People of Mystra have left countless legends in all corners of the multiverse, the size of the Church has always been small.

Needless to say, behemoths of the level of the red-robed mage society or the Yin Soul are the Arcane Brotherhood in the north of Sword Bay, but a small organization of less than two hundred people has the audacity to openly oppose them, it can be seen that the power of the electorate of Mystra is not as strong as their fame, so Penny is very surprised that the Wizarding Association of Deep Water has the courage to convene various wizarding organizations for academic exchanges at this time.

How many organizations will answer the call?

Penny shook his head, he didn't care about any of this, his purpose was to find the information he wanted, and the archives in the Wizards of the Coast Guild couldn't solve his problem, so he had to turn to other sources.

There was nothing more important than solving his own problems, and he could clearly perceive in the past few days that the signs of the uncontrolled operation of the Mithic Nucleus were getting worse, and although there seemed to be no signs of life-threatening at the moment, Penny was sure that if he didn't find a way to subdue it, something big would happen sooner or later.

He sat in the splendid carriage that Vica had prepared for him, thinking without paying attention to his movements, until a cry of pain brought him from his state of trance.

"Take your hands away. The beautiful eyes glared at the wizard with slight annoyance, "You scratched me." ”

The mage retracted her claws, Lannie gently rubbed her chest, a few pieces of the chain mail in that part had been pinched and deformed, and a little bruise could be faintly seen under the thin inner lining, and she glared at the wizard dissatisfied: "Your claws are harder than monsters, and you still need me to protect you?"

"It's boring to be in one place all the time. Penny spread his hands: "It's always good to have a chance to go out for a walk." ”

"Lie to you, I know you don't like me to be with Baby Hickor. Lanny snorted disdainfully, then laughed, "You're afraid I'm bullying her, are you?"

The mage's face twitched, and he stopped talking.

"Hey, I just found out, you didn't even touch her, is she really your girlfriend?"

"When did you find out?" Penny immediately thought about it, and his face began to darken.

"What do you say?" she winked mischievously.

He seemed to appreciate the mage's angry expression.

The wizard shook his head helplessly, turned his gaze out the window, and Lannie, a little dissatisfied, sat up from her chair, straightened her hair casually, and yawned again.

The curtain of the door was lifted by a small white hand, and Nephis's little face poked into the carriage:

"My lord, here we are. ”

"Arrived?" the wizard looked out at the front of the convoy, his eyes narrowing.

The majestic silhouette of the city can be seen in the distance. The mage stepped out of the carriage, and the little girl stuck out her tongue and, while the wizard wasn't looking, retrieved the dangerous toy she was playing with—the big thing that could kill the dragon.

Waterdeep is a large city known throughout Faeron, where the Lord of the Gods appeared more than twenty years ago to change the rules of the gods, and since then the city's reputation has grown to the point where it has spread throughout most of the multiverse.

For a long time, the power of the city remained in the hands of a council headed by Kelburn Blackstaff, and shortly after the accidental death of his good neighbor the mad mage Herust Blackrobe, the famous voter of Mystra was also killed in an accident - he tried to bring an ancient elven city back to heaven, only to be met with an inexplicable disaster - the exact cause of his death is still unknown.

However, the process of this matter is too vague that many people who care about this matter believe that this mage is not dead, but hiding somewhere, but there is no doubt that the current owner of Waterdeep City has changed.

The invitation was made by a wizard named Tirasbel, who is said to have inherited the famous 'black staff' of the former city lord.

The convoy slowly marched towards the gates of Deep Water City, and while feeling the vastness of the city, the mage suddenly felt a strange feeling, and the Mithor energy core in his mind suddenly emitted a violent jump, his face changed, and he mobilized all his willpower to suppress it with the Imasca crystal, and only then did he suppress this abnormal movement.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Lannie saw that the mage's face suddenly turned pale, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on the corners of her forehead, and she hurriedly covered his head with her hands, and her expression was also a little nervous.

"Nothing?" the mage shook his head, speaking in a somewhat reluctant tone, the closer the carriage was to its destination, the more intense the beating of the Mither core, until it entered the station arranged by the Deep Water Mage Association, and it did not completely stop, but stimulated the nerves even more.

He had a vague sense that there seemed to be a great force lurking in the city, and that it had formed a certain kind of appeal to the Mithic core, so that he had to devote all his attention to suppressing its movements.

If he couldn't suppress the power of the energy core, so that something strange like glowing and fiery appeared around his body, it would definitely attract quite a lot of attention, and Penny didn't expect this to happen, so he hurriedly greeted his fellow guild wizards and went straight to the abode assigned to him.

As a high-ranking wizard and on behalf of an elder, Penny was treated quite well, and actually had a well-equipped suite.

However, the hosts of the Wizard and Deepwater Mage Guild who came with him were clearly confused by the wizard's panic:

"Dear Elder Miria, I don't know ...... Your Excellency" The wizard in charge of the reception was wearing a black burqa common in the Deep Water Society, and he was wearing a badge of an official member of the Society, and his expression was very puzzled when he faced the old woman dressed as a wizard next to him.

"Oh, he's a new member of our guild, and he's always been a bit mysterious, maybe it's a bit of a rush, so you don't have to worry about him. "As an elder of the Wizards of the Coast, Miria doesn't like to dress up like other witches, so that she looks the same as when she was younger, maybe this practice is meaningless to her, maybe she has had some special experience, she has always been unsmiling, and when others see this old face, even the most verbose guy, they will instantly lose the urge to vent when they talk nonsense.

"Is that so? but ...... My lord, in three days, the seminar will officially begin, so please inform this gentleman. ”

"Got it. Elder Miria nodded, and watched as the receptionist turned away, but did not rush into the room, but continued to observe the wizards as they came and went.

After a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As she thought, it seemed that the appeal of the Deep Water Wizards Association was indeed not that strong.

In this short period of time, most of the wizards who were received were from weak organizations in some small countries, and their strength was also uneven.

She shrugged her shoulders and turned to walk into the room.

...... "You don't look right. Following the wizard into the room, Lanny frowned at Penny's ugly face, "If you're going to die, let me know first, I'll have to prepare the graveyard for you in advance." ”

"What's wrong with you, sir?" said Nephes, staring at Penny with watery eyes.

The mage rubbed his vertigo head, the vibration of the Mithor core growing stronger, and he could feel as if his brain was about to explode at any moment.

Clearly, there is something hidden in the city that alienates the Mithic core.

So he had to act.

"Help me keep an eye on the gate and don't let anyone in or out. Penny could only give instructions to Nefi in a brief tone.

The little girl nodded, moved a chair and sat down by the door, pulled out a huge magic cannon, and stared at the door vigilantly, Lannie shook her head, jumped on the bed behind the mage, and also began to look out the window.

The increasing intensity of the Mitherner's movement forced Penny to begin to solve the problem temporarily in a way that he did not want to use.

Channeling a spell that uses the power of the Imasca Crystal to temporarily isolate the Mithic Core from the mind.

The upside of this is that he won't be bothered by this dangerous thing getting out of control, and the downside is that Penny is beaten back to his original form and can't use the power within.

Although the seal was only temporary, Penny wasn't sure if the spells he had made in the past few days would have any side effects.

Therefore, he has never dared to use it, and at this sensitive point, it seems that it is impossible not to take risks.

Penny carefully turned on the arcane vision, looking inward into his mind, the light and shadow of the Mithic core swirling rapidly in the center of his brain, and the arcane power was constantly being pulled by it, and the material turmoil caused by the fluctuations of the arcane power made the surrounding nerves twitch for a while—which was also the source of his pain.

He took a deep breath and was about to start using the spell when the spin of the Mithic Core suddenly began to spend, which made his nerves ach even more, and he felt his perception be ripped by his mind as he was violently ripped away, following a dizzying trajectory and directly connecting to a trajectory of nothingness.

The mage immediately focused all his attention on this rapid gallop.

He knew that the abnormal movement of the Mithic Nucleus had affected his spirit, and if he could not stay awake, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He'd already enjoyed that feeling once in the Colorless Ruins.

And he was also curious, what was the effect of such a crazy change in the Mithy energy nucleus?

Penny had a feeling that he was rapidly approaching the answer.

He had just sensed that there was a force under the ground that was attracting the Mithic Core in his head, and now, he could feel his consciousness being engulfed by the power of the Mithic Nucleus, and he quickly burrowed into the ground.

The feeling was somewhat akin to an out-of-body experience, which made him feel thrilled, but it also made him know that he was in an extremely dangerous state.

His heart was worried, but his vision suddenly opened.

Under the coercion of the Mithic core, part of his consciousness entered a secret room, and he noticed that in his arcane vision, he could see that it was a secret room, and a luminous crystal more than a person tall stood in the center, which surprised Penny.

He could recognize that this huge thing was the Mithic Core.

And unlike the one he owned, the size of this hedron was more than a man tall, obviously taken from the complete version of the ancient floating city, it emitted a bright light, flowing into the magic array on the ground, in the center of the magic array, an old man in a simple robe was lying on his back on the glittering ground.

The old man's face was pale, his breath stopped, and it was difficult to perceive the breath of life, and he was obviously a dead man, but there was a tremendous force in it, which made Penny's arcane vision feel a tingle.

He took a deep breath, he didn't expect that there was a real Mithic core hidden in the underground of Deep Water City, no wonder his brain would react so violently.

With the destruction of Gounesser, the floating city floating in the sky of central and western Faeron and the undersea city supported by the three Mither cores were destroyed, but most of the cores were preserved.

The artifact-like products created by this precious material and powerful arcane are not so easy to destroy, but with the change of the rules of the magic web, the power they can use gradually weakens, and some of the Mither cores are gradually destroyed due to the lack of sufficient power for a long time, but some of the cores are treasured by some wizards or wizarding organizations.

Although its power has been reduced by a hundredfold, the Core is still very useful, for example, it is very suitable as a hub to support large magic.

It seems that this underground core is used for exactly that.

But who is this old man?

He was about six feet tall, with black hair with silver threads, a silver-white stripe in the middle of his beard, and no obvious wrinkles on his face.

To be able to be placed in this secret room, the status must be very noble, and what is even more surprising to the wizard is that this body is obviously a corpse that has lost its breath of life, but it can still feel great power from it, which undoubtedly makes Penny curious.

His doubts didn't last long, though, as his consciousness began to fog when the forces of the two Mithric cores collided with each other.

These two arcane products from the same process obviously resonated, and countless huge amounts of information circulated back and forth through the middle channel, and the mage's consciousness was caught in it, and every second was washed by countless information, and it became extremely difficult to maintain self-awareness.

Thankfully, however, the situation has deteriorated to such an extent that it seems to have stopped the momentum of further deterioration, and perhaps the resonance and communication between the two Mithic cores has reached a peak.

The mage breathed a sigh of relief, which seemed to indicate that as long as he persevered, he would be safe when the two energy cores were exchanged.

However, he knew very well that if things were allowed to develop, the outcome would inevitably be worse, and he did not know what would happen to the two Mithic cores after they interacted, after all, he had never really mastered this dangerous thing since it entered Penny's brain.

And he could also see that under this resonance, the underground chamber where the other energy core was placed had begun to shake.

It is never wise to keep waiting.

Penny struggled to concentrate his consciousness and return to his brain, some of which had been paralyzed by the frantic operation of the Mithic core, and it had to be stopped if it was to regain its mobility.

He took a deep breath and called upon the power of the Imasca Crystal, trying to suppress the raging Mithic core.

But in the face of the resonance overload of these two energy cores, the forces from Imaska are also somewhat powerless.

A large flow of information escaped, clogging Penny's nerves, which was not something that the power of the Imaska crystal could stop.

But this information entered his consciousness and gave him a new idea.

All of this information is pure and immaculate source force rules, flowing endlessly between two resonant energy cores, extremely pure, and Penny has been hoping to summarize the rules of source force operation as the theoretical basis of his methodology recently.

After the wizard forms his real name, he begins to build his own spell-casting ability, that is, the methodology, the core part is the control of the source force, and different wizards have different methods due to different research methods and routes, which is the basis of various different methodologies.

Not long ago, Penny had mastered the art of using his real name to drive the source force to cast spells, and in his opinion, he already had the capital to further develop his methodology.

However, at this stage, each wizard's means of controlling the source force will have some flaws to a greater or lesser extent, which may be difficult to detect at this time, but after further improving the level, the flaws will be clearly perceived, so that it is difficult to further advance.

Because of this shortcoming, many wizards stayed on the threshold of the seventh ring, unable to go further, so that no matter how high their talent was, they could only be helpless.

Perhaps some wizards who have been plagued by this will choose to spend a lot of material and time reshaping the methodology, but few wizards have succeeded, because the risk of facing the old methodology and suffering great damage from the destruction of power is very high.

Therefore, wizards at this stage will collect a large amount of information, and engage in various forms of exchanges with other wizards to correct their own methodology, so that it is more in line with the principle of the movement of the source sea and source force.

That's why Penny intended to go to Candlefort.

And now, the flow of source power between the two Mithic cores has emanated a huge amount of information, which obviously provides an excellent sample.

In the midst of such a flood of information, the way to revise the methodology can be reduced to a simple 'imitation'.

You must know that as an arcane creation that is almost an artifact, the methodology contained in the Mithic Core is itself equivalent to the crystallization of multiple Grand Arcanists.

Penny concentrated, observing more intently the operation of the two Mithic cores.

(To be continued)