Casting spells

Of course, as a price, the gray dwarves also began to evacuate Mithril Hall one after another, and settled in an underground mine less than forty kilometers away from Luskan.

It was originally a fine iron mine mined by the Arcane Brotherhood with slaves, and it happened to be handed over to them to manage and mine it.

After all, the duergars were born excellent miners and blacksmiths, plus they were good at night battles and sneak attacks. With more than 4000 duergars stationed nearby, anyone who wanted to send ground troops to attack Luskan had to be careful with their asses.

As for whether there will be danger along the way, there is no need to worry at all. With the help of the dracolich who has the power of the magic crystal shard, just build a portal connecting the two places.

In fact, Zhang Cheng planned to let these gray dwarves slowly build a huge underground city to store some shady things or conduct dangerous large-scale magic experiments.

After all, so far, the parchment has not given the specific length of time he will stay in this world, but judging from the body given as a dragon, it will definitely not be short.

What's more, in about half a year, Faerun Continent will usher in a year of turmoil. The gods will lose their proud identities and be imprisoned in a mortal body. During this period, many gods will die. Even the second-generation goddess of magic.

Mages, warlocks, and bards have to directly face the original energy that loses the restraint of the magic net. Some people will go crazy, some people will die under the frantic magic, and there are very few people who will feel the most primitive magic energy. Greatness, so as to grasp the power that a real spellcaster should have.

Similarly, priests and a small number of druids who rely on the gods of nature to obtain divine spells also face an insurmountable obstacle, that is, they must follow their gods to obtain divine spells.

Although all of this is only less than a year, the impact on the world is very far-reaching.

Most importantly, it was a rare and intimate encounter with God.

Zhang Cheng, constantly wandering between madness and rationality, longs to kill a relatively weak god and crack the mystery of divine power.

He even secretly made a list of the weakest gods with the fewest believers in Faerun.

Killing God!

Anyone who pursues power cannot refuse such a temptation!

But before that, he must have a weapon that can cause damage to gods, and this weapon is legendary magic, a violent power that surpasses the nine-ring spell and is completely out of the control of the magic net.

Just when he was immersed in the joy of absorbing new knowledge, there was a sudden knock on the closed door.

boom! boom! boom!

"Who?" Zhang Cheng put down the scroll in his hand, his tone full of impatience.

"Master, it's me." Xini's voice came through the crack of the door.

"Is there something important?"

Hearing that it was a female apprentice, Zhang Cheng's frowning brows relaxed a little.

Because he knew that if there were no major changes, the other party would not easily disturb him.

"There is a mysterious and powerful mage who wants to talk to you face to face."

"Looking for me? Where is he?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes, showing a strange expression.

You must know that after the battle of Neverwinter came to an end, he was no longer an unknown person. The name of the Dragon of Chaos, together with the songs of the bards, spread to every corner of the west coast.

Especially the dragon's breath infused with magic energy is enough to instantly destroy the stability of the surrounding magic net, turning it into a chaotic magic area temporarily, which is simply the nemesis and natural enemy for the caster.

He really couldn't think of any sorcerer who was impatient with life and dared to come to the door, even Erastriol was very careful when meeting him.

"It's in the lobby on the first floor. He won't stop until he sees you."

……

A few minutes later, in the public area of ​​the lobby on the first floor of the mage tower, Zhang Cheng finally saw the mysterious mage who wanted to see him.

A black velvet robe, black gloves, a few rings with strong magical radiance on the fingers, and a neck guard made of unknown metal that has been covering the entire head, only revealing two cold eyes.

Most importantly, he exuded a tyrant-like aura from all over his body, as if anyone who dared to disobey his orders would be brutally killed.

"Hello, mighty dragon, I've heard a lot of stories about you recently, so I came here to visit you." As he spoke, the mage bowed slightly with one hand on his chest.

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng looked him up and down with great interest.

"Me? My name is Mansong. I believe you must have heard of this name, right?" The mage blinked playfully.

"Manson? The lord of Zhentil Castle?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although he kept searching for the name of the powerful spellcaster in the Northland in his mind, he never expected that it would be Mansong.

You must know that Mansong is no small character. He is not only the lord of Zhentil Castle, but also the supreme leader of the Zhentarim Society, which is as famous as the Harper Alliance. He controls one of the largest intelligence networks in this land.

And Manshoon secretly joined forces with the church of Bane, the god of tyranny, in an attempt to spread the majesty of the Dark Lord throughout the world.

"Hahahaha! That's right! It's me. To be honest, I'm curious about how you changed from a white dragon to what you are now, and even more curious about what you are doing now. If you don't mind, can you share your story ?” Mansong laughed and expressed his intention.

Staring at the other party's eyes full of ambition and desire, Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and replied in a meaningful tone: "Sorry, I don't plan to share my secrets with anyone. It's you, who came to the road alone Scan, isn't it just to satisfy my curiosity?"

Mansong shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly: "No! Of course not! On the contrary, I think we have common goals and interests, and we can work together to fight the Harper Alliance and those hated Magic Goddess voters, especially Ilmin Difficult old fellow, Sturt."

"Oh? Cooperation!"

"Yes! You don't know that yet, do you? Some people have begun to see you as a terrible threat. They are trying to plan an assassination to solve the problem once and for all."

"Assassinate me? Don't tell me it's those idiots in the Harper League!"

"Unfortunately, according to the information I have received, it is the high level of the Harper Alliance. In order to solve the trouble once and for all, they even prepared a powerful magic weapon specifically for dragons..."

Chapter 483 Working Together

"Hehe, an assassination? It sounds very interesting. I am very much looking forward to the wonderful performance of the Harper Alliance assassins, and hope their performance can please me." Zhang Cheng showed unabashed contempt.

Assassination?

If it was replaced by a human body, he might be a little more cautious.

But now, let alone a magical weapon, even a divine weapon is the same, so he has nothing to do.

The reason is very simple. The vitality of the giant dragon's body is too huge. It is so huge that it will not die if it is hit by a legendary spell from the front. At most, it will only be seriously injured.

In addition, he entered this world in the state of a soul, even if this body is scrapped, he can still look for another body.

As a saying goes, when a person does not need to worry about his own death, he will naturally become more and more carefree.

Mansong has obviously seen the proud side of many dragons, and shook his head with a smile: "No, my friend, please don't underestimate the assassins of the Harper League. In addition, the power of the dragon sword is far more powerful than you imagined." If there are too many, it can easily tear the solid scales, causing wounds that cannot heal in a short time."

"I never underestimate anyone, nor do I overestimate anyone. Please remember, I am not one of those idiots whose minds are full of looting, treasure, food, and sleeping, but a man who has mastered the Nine Rings A powerful caster of spells." As he spoke, Zhang Cheng released the terrifying magic power in his body without any reservations.

As a traveler who has experienced several worlds, his talent in magic has already surpassed 90.00% of mages above nine.

Especially after spying on the memory of the eredar demon, his mind is full of knowledge from advanced magic civilization, and he knows how to store and use energy more effectively, so his spell slots are more than double that of normal mages in Faerun. many.

And secretly, he was still studying the powerful rune technology of the Eredars, planning to follow the example of Deathwing and use gems and magic metals to build himself a pair of armor covering his whole body.