Chapter 1264 (1/2)

Shallow feelings, lick a lick, deep feeling, a stuffy mouth.

This is a sentence that has been circulating on the Chinese wine table for a long time. I don't know if they have the same view on Phelan. But at least, Ilminster is willing to accept wine, and he feels that he has deep feelings with everyone.

If you ask a mage who looks like a halfling when stealing and a dwarf when drinking, it's irminster.

After the toast, the old mage lifted his neck and blew it. He poured down a bottle of strong liquor and put down the bottle. He wiped his mouth freely and laughed.

”Well, master knell, you really have the courage to come and talk to me about overthrowing the rule of the gods, knowing that I am the Elector of Mistra.”

Su Ming didn't finish drinking the wine, but kept shaking it in his hand: ”why not? Now Mistra is the third generation. If it's missley or the mysterious lady in office, maybe I won't come to you. But now Mistra is ”Midnight”. She used to be mortal, and now she still has humanity. People always have a way to understand each other, as long as they want to do so. ”

”Ah, yes, I am the Elector of the mystery lady, and she is dead.” With some emotion, Ilminster took up his long pipe, put it on his knee and smoked: ”she is not from the world of Phelan, but she was killed in the crystal wall system by the guardian God Heim when she was ready to leave. Alas.”

The second generation of Mistra did not even have a name. She was only called mysterious lady. She behaved more like a human being and had various bad habits.

During her term of office, she developed the largest number of voters, such as irminster, Kelburn, the black stick, the seven sisters of silver hands, and so on, to help her with human affairs.

And herself? They prefer to descend all kinds of divine power incarnations and find men to hang out with.

Yes, unlike other gods or demons, she lowered her avatar to find a handsome man to sleep with. After the death of the mysterious lady, ”Midnight” inherited the divinity of the goddess of magic and became the new Mistra. She seemed to be a bit stuck with the idea of gods, or not yet Transform yourself from the human role.

As a goddess of magic, although she also inherited the voters of the previous generation of goddess, she did not have much contact with them.

”OK, master, we have plenty of time in the future to recall the past, but now let's talk about the plan of how to use this network.”

Su Ming knew that the gods were full of bullshit, but he didn't plan to recall with the old mage that Phelan was not a safe place. He might as well take irminster and take what he wanted in the future.

”Young people just can't hold their breath.” Ilminster stood up, patted his robe, turned his head from side to side, and yelled at his apprentice like an orc's roar: ”Leo, don't sleep! Why don't you pour tea for the guests? ”

His poor scribe, shocked by the sound waves, yawned out from the side of the pile of scrolls, saluted the master vaguely, and then wandered downstairs to boil water.

Some of the decaying stairs creak, and in shadow Valley, a wet place near the sea, it's normal.

Ilminster went to the huge bookshelf behind him, took down a book from it, looked at it and put it back.

”I remember where I read it. I can't remember it. Old people are easy to be confused. Do you know the words of Phelan? Come and help me find it. ”

Su Ming learned the language and writing in deep water city when he first came to Phelan. Although he was not proficient, he could at least help.

”What are you looking for?” He put down the bottle and went to the master.

”This shelf, as well as that shelf, is the catalogue of the thousand Dharma books.” The old mage took off his pointed hat and scratched his bald head: ”we are looking for level 12 arcane, karsus's Avatar.”

In ancient times, Phelan had a magic Empire called neserell. The mages in it were very good. Every city was floating in the sky with magic.

Among them, one of the great alchemists named kalthas invented an arcane, which planned to devour the power of the magic net and make himself a God. This magic was called ”the incarnation of kalthas”, also known as karthas apotheosis.

He wanted to replace Mistra as the God of magic, but the magic failed naturally. It was a good idea to replace him with his magic net, but there were too many problems in its implementation.

It's like climbing a 100 meter high building with a 10 meter ladder. The plan is to flip the ladder back and forth and climb the top ten times.