Casting spells

Only one year later, Midnight will become the third generation of Goddess of Magic, Cyric will be promoted by the god of gods to be one of the most powerful gods in the world because of taking back the clay tablets of fate, and Kelenvor will become the new The god of death rules the underworld.

Of course, right now they don't know the great changes that will happen in the future, and they are still wandering around as mortals.

Especially Cyric, the future prince of lies, is still a good young man who likes to do justice. He often steals money from the rich and stuffs it into the pockets of the poor. Give ordinary people the help they can.

No one knew that there was a pair of eyes in the darkness that had been fixed on him.

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"My dear friend, you have been staring at this man for several days, can you tell me what is special about him?" Mansong glanced at the scene in the crystal ball, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Do you believe in fate?" Zhang Cheng asked with his hands crossed and his chin resting without looking back.

"Fate?" Mansong raised his eyebrows in surprise, then shook his head without thinking. "No! I never believed in the so-called fate, I only believed in the power of magic."

"Hahahaha! This answer is really in line with your identity as an archmage. But if I tell you that he will soon become one of the most powerful gods in the world under the arrangement of fate, will you believe it?" Zhang Cheng laughed and told the secret of his heart.

But unfortunately, Mansong obviously didn't take it seriously, and shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Is this a prophecy? Or are you going to play a joke on me?"

"No, I'm just telling you what's going to happen. As for whether you believe it or not, it's up to you. Don't forget that even the most powerful gods can't understand all the secrets in the world. Things are destined not to be understood or discovered."

After saying this meaningful sentence, Zhang Cheng picked up a cloth to cover the crystal ball, stood up and walked outside.

In the empty cavern, Sazastan is directing more than [-] assistants to continuously check the tens of thousands of mysterious symbols and notches on the ground to ensure that there will be no accidents when it is activated.

These symbols with different shapes include the rune system commonly used by spellcasters in the Feilu Continent, as well as the Dalaran runes, Eredar runes, and the demons of the Burning Legion that Zhang Cheng brought from Azeroth. of demonic runes.

After a series of in-depth cooperation, he shared most of the magical knowledge in his mind that did not involve core secrets with his two allies without any reservations.

Manson and Sazastan did not disappoint him either. In about three weeks, they fused different systems of magic together to create the huge and complex magic circle in front of them.

What it does is break the divine shield and create a legendary spell mod that can kill gods.

Of course, in order to avoid being noticed by the goddess of magic, the whole process will not touch the magic net, but directly extract energy from the primitive, manic wild magic.

Wild magic is notoriously difficult to control, so it can suddenly become quite dangerous.

"How, how long will it take to activate?" Zhang Cheng stared at the pedestal in the center of the magic circle that was constantly shining with arcane light and asked.

"Soon! I have to say that the things you provided are indeed very interesting. If the time is not tight, I will definitely study it from the beginning to the end." Sazastan replied enthusiastically.

Since he is a lich, he doesn't need to eat or rest at all, and spends almost all his time researching new knowledge.

In less than four months, he successfully incorporated fel energy and shadow energy into the existing magic system, created seven new spells from low to high, and even learned the technique of mass-producing cheap hellfire.

It is foreseeable that after the God Killing operation is over, he will be eager to return to Searle and launch a war against the surrounding areas to test the power of these war weapons.

Thinking of Elminster's old lover Xinbu's desperation, Zhang Cheng subconsciously pursed his lips and teased: "Don't worry, we still have plenty of time. What's more, when the gods come in the form of saints, The voters of the goddess of magic will definitely take action, and there is every chance to kill one or two of them."

"Please count me in when dealing with Elminster!" Mansong took the initiative to take a step forward, making no secret of his hostility towards the great sage of Shadow Valley.

Whether it's the life-and-death struggle between the Zhentarim Society and the Harper Alliance, or the conflict between the two on the concept of magic, it is determined that only one of them can survive in the end.

"Great! It seems that we have reached a consensus again on the issue of dealing with the voters of the goddess of magic, isn't it?" Sazastan opened his arms, with a meaningful expression on his withered cheeks.

"Yes! But I am more concerned about the spell of killing the gods than the voters of the goddess of magic. You must know that it is already September, and we must complete the entire spell before the end of the year." Zhang Cheng reminded impatiently.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a satisfactory answer in 10 minutes." Sarzastan assured him with confidence.

Whether 10 minutes is long or not, it will pass in the blink of an eye.

After checking the last piece of rune, he immediately stood in his own place and began to chant spells loudly.

Seeing this, Mansong followed to the center of the magic circle, guiding the manic wild magic energy.

As for Zhang Cheng, he directly turned into a dragon form, injecting evil energy and shadow into it.

With the concerted efforts of the three of them, a group of golden light appeared out of thin air above the magic circle, and then slowly fell to the base.

Under the effect of this group of energy, layers of uneven and strange patterns began to emerge on the surface of the base that was originally plain.

Wait until the moment when the energy is about to run out!

The terrifying energy storm is coming as expected!

boom!boom!boom!

Accompanied by deafening explosions, the entire base was destroyed by various energy releases.

flame!strong acid!lightning!Sonic boom!Frost!Negative energy!Positive energy!

Several red-robed mages who couldn't dodge in time died on the spot, and the rest hurriedly scattered and fled.

Only Mansong, Sazastan and Zhang Cheng did not move half a step.

When the storm gradually subsided, they all rushed to the location of the base to check the patterns left on it.

These patterns are nothing but the original version of a legendary spell model.

Next, they will optimize and rectify this initial spell model until it is enough to kill any god...

Chapter 492 The Year of Turmoil

The year 1358 in the valley calendar is also the year known as the beginning of the "Current Century Yuan" in history, and it finally came quietly without knowing it.

The three gods of death, Bane, Melkor, and Barr, did not disappoint Zhang Cheng's expectations, and launched an unprecedented death-defying operation. They actually planned to steal the divine artifact of His Majesty Io, the God of God—the Fate Slate, in an attempt to surpass Zhang Cheng. above life.

They don't know at all that the God of God, Io, actually represents the will of this "Crystal Wall", which is actually a miniature universe isolated from the outside world.

To a certain extent, he is equivalent to an administrator who has obtained the highest authority. No creature can fight against him, and he even has the right to modify some rules.

Not surprisingly, the god above the gods was furious, thinking that the gods had been fighting with each other for thousands of years, and had forgotten their true responsibilities.

Of course, due to the difference in nature between gods and mortals, these gods who walk in the material world in the form of mortals are revered as saints.

With the appearance of saints one after another, the entire Faerun continent fell into chaos.

Most of them were not prepared for the arrival of so many gods at all, and coupled with the hatred between gods and gods that lasted for hundreds of years, the material world soon became a battlefield for them to fight against each other.

In particular, Bane, the god of tyranny, massacred the followers of his "brother" Baal as soon as he came down to earth, so that the god of murder had to hide and began to make villains.

It has to be said that this god is also a wonderful thing, he is not afraid of meat and vegetables, from dragons and giants to goblins and kobolds, he can talk about everything, and in just one or two months, he has made countless Thousands of female creatures conceived their offspring.

Of course, he didn't do this just for reproduction, let alone to experience the pleasure brought by mating, but he heard the prophecy of the wise man Alando, so he was preparing for his own resurrection.

You must know that all the descendants of gods, regardless of gender or race, will inherit something called divinity.

Generally speaking, if the god is still alive, then the divinity of his offspring at most prevents aging and death, and can also obtain some power beyond mortals from it.