"Where's the key?" Digesting the information provided by the two lords, Penny found the crux of the matter.

"That's for you. Impnos shrugged and raised his staff to point to the hole: "And it, by the way, this place is its lair." ”

The wizard looked at the entrance of the cave and saw a set of white robes holding a longbow in one hand, and with a faint expression, he slowly walked over.

Penny looked at the face that looked five or six points like herself, but was as beautiful as a banshee, and her heart was full of strange emotions.

Knowing the essence of this guy, Penny was puzzled, the Time Dragon didn't have the concept of male and female surnames at all, why did it make its face so beautiful?

Needless to say, Helast and Sazastan, even Penny himself, at the first sight of their reunion, almost saw it as a girl in the prime of her life.

That Ma Pingchuan's chest was indeed not very clear under the cover of the wide white robe.

It glanced at Penny and pulled out the key.

The top of the key was filled with its sixth part: a small, round orb with a pointed tip, and Penny noticed that the shape of the key seemed to change dramatically after being inlaid with the orb, and the lower part of the rod became thicker and thinner, and the whole thing was wrapped in a chaotic light.

"It's still a little less. In an inaudible voice, it said, "It must be found." ”

The wizard nodded, looking at it again with a strange gaze: "In the Time Dragon Graveyard...... Is that you?"

Its expression changed for a moment, then it nodded sullenly.

While Penny felt depressed, he completely understood that as the 'incarnation' of the Time Dragon, it had fully awakened.

"Help me find my body. It glanced at Impnos and Kendyne, who were silent in the cave, and then returned its gaze to Penny, "I'll help you deal with Pendrim." ”

"Very fair conditions. He nodded, and continued to stare at the crystal that sealed Afan, his eyes revealing complex emotions, which changed for a long time, and finally turned into a slight sigh, and turned his head and walked out of the cave.

Outside the cavern are patches of brilliant silvery-white glare, and the ubiquitous spatial vortex and vascular passages, here is the astral plane.

The floating island at his feet caught Penny's eye, and he was surprised to see that it was a medium-sized tribe of Guise, and when it appeared, the Guise immediately stopped all their work and bowed to her in unison.

Penny looked at it in shock, he didn't expect it to have such a domineering aura.

Looking at the expressions of these Gies, it is clear that they worship it as a god.

"There are thirty-one tribes of the Guise in this vicinity. It said in a bland, "All subject to my will." ”

The wizard's admiration was like a surging river, and he robbed the tribe with the famous Astral Empress of the Giths, and was robbed of thirty-one tribes, and the famous Lich Empress must have dreamed of killing it.

It has not been idle for the past three years.

"But a lot died just a while ago. It gave it an unpleasant expression: "Most of them are arcanists. ”

Penny nodded, and the arcane plague spread across all planes of Torreel, with wizards dying everywhere...... Regardless of race, there are even quite a few races closely associated with the arcane that have been exterminated in this cataclysm.

Thinking of this, the wizard sighed, and from now on, Torrell's arcane was about to wither.

He sighed in a rare way from the perspective of an arcane master.

"We need an Arcanist, little friend. Impnos walked out side by side with Elise Kendain on crutches: "A large number of Arcanists. ”

"A large number of Arcanists?" Penny's expression suddenly became strange, "Two adults...... Now Torreel, I'm afraid there won't be a few Arcanists left......"

At least eighty percent of the Arcanists were killed by the disaster, and it was hard for Penny to imagine how many Arcanists would exist in Feeron.

And he was wondered by Impnos's request, what would it take to use 'a large number of Arcanists'?

"Yesir Aaron, of course. Impnos said with a serious expression: "You don't think that to open that thing, you only need to stick the key into the keyhole after finding the door, right?!"

Penny nodded matter-of-factly, that's what he thought.

The face of the 'it' next to him suddenly showed disdain, and Penny realized that he had thought something wrong.

"Isil Aaron isn't sealed away somewhere in reality, little friend. "It's locked in the stream of time, and if you try to find it anywhere in Torrell, even if you run for 10,000 years, in every plane of Torreel, don't even try to find it. ”

"Time flow, do you want to use spells to rewind time?" Penny thought for a moment, and somewhat understood.

"Yes. Impnos gestured to the key he was holding in his hand: "It's not a key, it's a coordinate, a coordinate between time." You'll need to channel a spell into that crack, and I can tell you very clearly that it's not easy, and to accomplish this, you'll need at least nine legendary mages of my rank to channel mana together. ”

Penny frowned, he understood how difficult it was.

I'm afraid that it is impossible to find it in the whole of Faerun, so as a substitute, if you want to guide such a spell, the number of mage assistants who cooperate will probably be counted in hundreds.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that there was little hope, now in the entire Faeron, there are hundreds of wizards who still have mana in the whole of Faeron?

Before the Blue Flame broke out, the total number of official wizards on Faeron was only around six thousand...... The quality is even more uneven.

"I have eight here. It interjected, "Eight Arcanists with intact strength." ”

The corners of Penny's mouth twitched, thirty-one tribes of Guisians, and only eight Arcanists survived.

And he didn't have any hope for the level of these arcanists.

Many well-informed scholars know that the Lich Empress, the ruler of the Guis, has a strange fetish, perhaps due to extreme insecurity, and does not like the presence of overly powerful clansmen in the Guise tribe she rules, and if a Guise has a certain level of strength, even if it does not pose any threat to her, she will mercilessly kill her.

This widely criticized quirk was completely unreasonable in Penny's eyes, and although the dumping and struggle within the red-robed mage guild were just as sharp, they barely had some ways to follow, and the low-level red-robed mages with certain talents had a chance to climb to the top through 'proper effort'.

However, the unreasonable rules of the Lich Empress have made her Guise people lose the chance to climb up, most of the Guise tribes do not have any decent powerhouses, which is very fatal for a group, but the harsh environment of the astral plane has blessed them: except for a small number of psionic monsters, no race is interested in the territory of the Guis, and the Lich Empress's strong ** power is enough to make outsiders jealous.

Then Penny can conclude that the level of these Arcanists of the Guisians is probably not high.

He knew that the Lich Empress would kill any Gise who could cast the arcane magic of the Sixth Ring, and that the Gise who were now ruled by 'it' would not be able to break out of the Lich Queen's control for a maximum of three years.

The level of these Gise Arcanists can be imagined.

"Better than nothing. That's all Penny could think of.

"There are no Arcanists in the steppes, but there are in the deep Imasca. Impinos glanced at Elise, "Some of your men must have escaped." ”

"Yes. Elise Kendain nodded, in fact, when the raid was encountered, a large part of the people were evacuated, and although the losses were heavy, it was not that there was nothing left.

"Wizard...... Probably ......" He frowned, as if thinking about the number of wizards, and under the expectant gaze of the six eyes, the Arcane Lord spat out a disappointing answer: "There are probably twenty more ...... left"

Up to twenty ...... Penny and Impnos were speechless for a while.

The Arcane of the Deep Imasca is much higher than that of the Surface People, and now there are only about twenty wizards left...... Even with that, the number is still far off.

"Boy, it's up to you. Impnos thought for a moment and said, "Dragon Coast, Silvermoon City, Searle, there is not a lot of power you can rely on, and besides, Searle's red-robed mage will ...... There should also be a large number of red-robed exiles in the Serre Concession all over Faerun. ”

"Yes, and the red-robed mage's Ring Circle is a great way to increase the efficiency of synergistically channeling spells. Elith Kendain nodded and turned to Penny: "You should give full play to your influence, I think there will probably be a hundred red-robed mages left who survived the disaster......

"I hope so......" Penny smiled wryly.

Of course, there is hope, and Penny understands that most members of dark mage organizations like the Red Mage whose purpose is not very good for Mistra will study some skills to avoid spell casting, so their resistance to Blue Flame will be a little higher than that of orthodox wizards.

But it's only a little bit higher, and every spellcaster in Torrell has a share in the shock of the source sea caused by the shattering of the magic net.

There are probably more than a thousand official red-robed mages in Serge, and it should be very possible to survive a hundred.

But Penny wasn't sure if the unruly red-robed would heed his call, and if he had enough prestige?

...... There should be.

After a short period of thought, he came to a conclusion.

Because he discovers that he is the only legendary mage left in the Red Mage Society, except for Misrila, who is unknown about her life and death, and Sazastan, who has been transformed into the destroyer of the Red Mage Society.

With this identity alone, coupled with his sharp contradictory stance with Sazastan, he had enough qualifications and prestige to summon the red-robed mages scattered all over Faerun.

This discovery made him suddenly feel the vicissitudes of life, just three years ago, he was an exile who had escaped from Searle in a hurry.

"Don't get too busy solving this problem just yet......" The jack of 'it' interrupted Penny's exclamation, "The key, there's still a little less." ”

"The last part?" Penny stared at the key in his hand, "Where to find it?"

"You know where to look. It glared at Penny, "That's your problem. ”

Penny was silent for a moment, then nodded silently.

It's a good point, and that's really his problem.

He knew where to find the key.

He turned and walked back to the cave, silently staring at Yafan who was imprisoned in the crystal for a while, the mirror-like crystal surface reflecting the sadness on his face, and he sighed for a long time, and disappeared in the light of the teleportation.

(To be continued)