Arcane Journey

Chapter 353 The Elven Mage with the Highest Magical Achievements
It is like a world of magic nets filled with white mist.

"don’t worry."

The female elf who appeared suddenly was suspended in mid-air, and smiled and said to Ilsevery: "I will not use this sword against you, nor will I harm others. It saved my life, and lost it." Your family's Moon Blade, that would be too pitiful."

She turned to Brian and said, "Thank you for being my back in time."

Brian stood up and looked at her thoughtfully. This elf seemed to be a little bigger than a child, but the weight on his shoulders really made him not flattered.

He seriously suspected that this elf mage with a bit of a bad taste did it on purpose.

Although he thought so in his heart, Brian smiled politely at her.

The elf took the point of the sword and handed it back to him.

At the same time, Ilsevelli, who was already at the critical point of rage with an unhappy face, suddenly put away her weapon and knelt down exaggeratedly, as if facing an elf royal family or a famous lady.

"Don't do this to me, young warrior."

The elf raised his hand, interrupted the words that Ilsevery was about to blurt out, and smiled at her: "Although I have not completely abandoned etiquette, I am still very happy to meet you in this strange place, the descendant of the Milita family. People. I can see that this bloodline continues to thrive."

Ilsevery blushed, stood up silently, and stepped aside respectfully.

The sapphire-haired elf turned his head to look at Brian, his golden eyes sparkled, and said with a smile, "Please accept my thanks and my explanation."

At such a close distance, her beauty is even more suffocating.

Fair and golden perfect skin, compared to such a small person, but has such slender arms and legs... Even the female Ilsaville was a little stunned.

The female elf waved her slender hand lightly, and her voice was soft and sweet: "I've seen even the most beautiful ones. I said, there's no need to stare at my old bones."

Her words were like a basin of cold water, which instantly splashed on Brian, causing him to suddenly come back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he was unknowingly fascinated by the other party, so much so that he was so frightened cold sweat.

"What should I call you? Miss..." Brian said calmly, and shifted his gaze with difficulty.

Because he clearly felt that his eyes couldn't move away from the other party's gorgeous sapphire-colored hair.

"Don't call me that." The elf shook his head and said, "I am at least dozens of times your age. Besides, I am neither young nor naive."

"Then, ma'am..." Brian said tentatively.

"Do I look that old? You little brat who's only had 29 winters." She glared at Brian angrily. "Or do I look rich?"

"........."

Brian glanced at her a little speechlessly.

"Ok."

The beautiful female elf sighed, and then Brian was stunned to find that the other party turned into a female version of himself.

His beautiful hair was black and shiny, and his skin was so soft and white that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Look, don't you guys feel better this way?" She winked at them playfully and said with a smile.

"Unless I know I'm seeing you as you really are, ma'am."

Brian calmed down and ignored the other party's pranks: "I have encountered many enemies with charming appearances, but they are actually poisonous snakes with long scales, or even more disgusting things. They like to confuse ignorant adventurers with their beautiful appearance. , so, you know."

The elf shrugged, and changed back to snow-white skin and blue hair, "This is the most commonly used image. Actually, I can't remember what it was like before I learned my first spell."

"Excuse me." She sat down cross-legged and whispered.

Then, she put her hands on the 'ground' of Tahadana, which was filled with white mist, and then pointed to the nearest ball of silk thread, with a gentle and friendly smile: "It took a lot of effort to turn the mystic, I'm still tired."

"So, you are Sirinxi." Brian said his guess, "The chosen one of Goddess Mystra."

He is also the spellcaster with the highest magic attainment in Faerun so far, which Brian did not say.

In fact, he had long guessed that he would meet this high elf mage here, but he was still not sure, so he didn't say it.

Now it seems that all this is as he guessed.

"That's right, she is the guardian of Myth Draenor, Ms. Sirinsi."

Ilsevery, who had been silent all this time, stared at the elf and said with certainty, "It's the ruler's blade she gave me, it's just her appearance..."

The female elf whom Brian called Sirinxi turned her head to look at him, the smile on her face disappeared, then she nodded and said, "That's right, I am."

After being confirmed, Brian still did not relax his vigilance, but looked at her cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Please forgive me, ma'am, but... are you... an elf, or..."

"You mean to say, I'm a moon elf or a sun elf, right?"

Si Linxi shrugged her slender shoulders, and murmured, "Maybe I'm no longer an elf."

She sat quietly, gazing into Brian's eyes.

Her skin turned dark blue, her hair silvery white, her eyes like bottomless pools of green, then blue with her hair, her skin bronze, her hair first brass, then Flame gold.

Seeing such an astonishingly beautiful change, Brian was speechless and could only mutter to himself: None of the electors of the Goddess of Magic looked normal.

Si Linxi obviously didn't hear his complaints, because her changes didn't stop.

Her skin turned dark brown, as did her hair, her skin a greenish brass, her eyes first hazel, then lavender, then black as obsidian.

Silinxi stared at him with blood-red eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, smiled sadly, like a sneer, and then, she changed back to snow-white skin, golden eyes, sapphire-colored hair, and a kind smile.

"Okay, that's enough of the game." She said with a friendly smile, "Actually, I'd be happy to have a casual conversation with you later, if I still have this chance, but I still need you now, the more we The quicker you win, the better, and remember: here, time passes far more slowly than on Faerûn, where days pass like wind and clouds."

"Then why are you wasting time here with boring jokes?" Brian couldn't help complaining, he was naturally quite clear about the speed of time in the Magic Web Realm.

The female elf Elsaville on the side didn't speak, but raised her eyebrows.

Obviously she had the same opinion as Brian, but out of respect for the high elf mage, she refrained from speaking out.

Seeing the performance of the two, Si Linxi laughed even harder: "Opportunities need to wait, and I am using the waiting opportunity to accompany you to pass this boring time. You should thank me."

"Okay, Ms. Sirinsi."

Bryan asked the question he most wanted to know, "I am willing to wait for knowledge, but please tell us, why are we here, and what are we going to do next?"

Ilsevery quickly pricked up her ears and listened quietly.

"Because Storm thinks you are the best candidates, we are here to crush Laloch's latest conspiracy. He stumbled upon the profit of dealing with the Benor Lich, who will eventually become his slaves, and he can get from the Benor Lich Absorbing magical energy from the guardian mythical lock, as for the torn magic net, it was just an accident for him, and there is no doubt that Miss Lost made perfect use of this unexpected surprise for her."

Brian frowned and looked around, waved his hand towards the mist in the air, and asked, "In other words, this is LaRock's... private playground?"

"No. He's just trying to lure the Benor Lich to Tahadana, and then bring his own Lich here too. As for Laroch, he'll stay where he is, acting only through his Lich servants , that's his favorite way of doing things."

Ilsevery frowned: "You still haven't told me, what exactly is this place?"

"This is the Realm of the Magic Web, also known as Tahadana, which is a super-two-dimensional space that was created with magic a long time ago. The spell was cast by members of the former mechanical empire Imasca, and it was Marlow Ge’s bloodline, that happened before the fall of their empire. The artificers of Imasca thought that they could avoid the judgment of the gods by finding a loophole in the magic net. There is no doubt that they all failed in the end. .”

Si Linxi pointed to the white mist and silk thread: "I said, right now, this is the only place that can be touched by the net. The so-called 'End of Faerun' has been destroyed, but obviously, these places cannot be touched by the magic net. clear."

Brian looked at her sternly: "How many troops are hidden in these hidden places? How many Tahadanas are there on the magic net?"

After listening to Si Linxi's explanation, he was still shocked. He really didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden in it.

The artificers of the Imaskar Empire are well versed in the knowledge of portals and gates to other worlds.

They arrested tens of thousands of unlucky natives in the world outside the crystal wall system, forcing them to become slaves of their own occult power, squeezing their value.

As a result, the gods of some native world were offended.

With the acquiescence of the god Io, the whole godlines embraced the mentality of settling down, dragging their families and their families, all descending to the world of Toril in the form of the incarnation of saints.

In the end, Imaskar's artificer was defeated, his country was subjugated, and his homeland was destroyed.

Apparently, some powerful artificer tried to open up a new sanctuary, but failed.

"The artificers are not doing well, because Tahadana has no food, they can only kill each other, and they have nothing to drink except their own blood and body fluids. This is nothing. If you want to gather troops and refugees here, It takes a huge price and time to simply get together, where has your enemy been and what has he done in such a long time?"

Silinxi said with a smile on her face, "As for how many tahadanas there are, no one knows. As far as I know, there are at least fourteen. They are like flies stuck on a spider web, unable to move, and it is almost impossible to find these places , unless someone can control the magic net."

"You can." Ilsevelli lowered her head when she said it, so that her tone didn't sound accusatory.

"Of course, some people do."

Silinxi nodded: "Lalock is one of them. He uses these places to accumulate magic and wealth. I can take you to a Tahadana that belongs to Lalock. Waist-deep gold coins."

"Let's forget it." Brian shook his head, "Lalock is not that stupid."

"Manson from the Zhentarim Society is also fine. He left echoes in various Tahadana, and most of them were frozen with magic." Silinxi said with a smile.

Hearing the founder of the Zhentarim Society, Brian frowned, looked at the smiling Elf Mage, and asked, "Will we meet him here?"

Si Linxi laughed again, like a granny who kept secrets, but she only said: "No."

Brian noticed that she hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "It's just...'won't'?"

Silinxi's smile twisted: "There is a clone of Manson in the early years. He is very powerful and is still active on the mainland. When he encounters danger in Faerun, he will withdraw to a certain Tahadana, just like It’s like a snake hiding in a cave, but don’t worry, it’s not our Tahadana.”

Brian breathed a sigh of relief.

Irsaiville nodded thoughtfully: "So, you have never been noticed by the people of Yongju Island for so many years, because you are also hiding in Tahadana, right?"

Si Linxi's smile remained the same: "Of course."

"Why?" Ilsaville asked curiously.

"Let the elves rise again, no longer decline, and no longer avoid other races. After all, our blind avoidance will only lead to mutual hatred and killing. So in my opinion, as long as I and the older elves come forward, master The most powerful magic among the tribe, the elves everywhere can believe that they have unparalleled advantages and believe that they are stronger than other races. Even those elves who live with humans all the year round can also believe in their hearts that they are better than them. Smarter, more...pure. A race will not appreciate the humility of a foreign race, nor will it consider its own humility to be normal. This is my purpose, for the revival of the elves."

"So that's how it is." Ilsaville looked at Si Linxi more and more respectfully.

"But to revive the elves, you must have compassion and patience." Brian glanced at her and said, "And this is what you lack."

Ilsevery glared at Brian, but he chose to ignore it.

In his opinion, a powerful spellcaster like Sirinxi wants to complete the revival of the elves, let the elves who migrated to the island of Evermeet return to Comanthor, and rebuild Myth Draenor. For her, It's really just a matter of time, but the reality is that Si Linxi hasn't made any progress until now.

Even when Ilsevery landed on Comanthor with the expeditionary force, she mysteriously threw the Ruler's Blade to her like a shopkeeper, and just ignored it.

"Your summary is very thorough, young arcanist, I am indeed not the perfect person you think I am."

Si Linxi's smile became a little unnatural: "Because in a way, I am a 'witch' or a 'bitch' in some human mouths. Of course, in my own opinion, it is revenge Heart and child at the same time. You see, I've always thought I was superior to some human beings."

"You do," Bryan responded. "After all, from cultists to Zhentarim, the world has never been short of bad guys."

Apparently, the fundamental reason why Sirinxi has not completed the revival of the elves is that she is always busy helping the goddess of magic to solve the dangers that threaten world peace.

Of course, this also has something to do with her weird personality.

"Bad guys? That's right. I've often had fun weeding out the particularly ambitious and magically gifted among them. But I'd never give myself such nice words as 'heroes who saved the world'." Behavior subsidy."

Ilsaville looked at Si Linxi with great interest: "Oh? Then what do you usually do?"

Si Linxi raised her beautiful eyebrows and tried her best to put on an evil expression, everything was self-evident.

Ilsevery couldn't help laughing.

"You know, anyone who tries to use magic to go to Tahadana will lose their own wisdom, that is, some spells, abilities and memories, without finding the right way. For example, I can lure someone who is very curious. The guy goes into a Tahadana where there are Wraiths, Chaos Beasts, Devourers, Nishiru, and other creatures that steal memories or cause insanity."

Like a wise elder, Si Linxi told the two of them knowing everything: "Of course, if I encounter enemies stronger than me, I may... give up the idea of ​​purifying them, and take a little effort to get rid of them." concession."

"And this proves that you are not stronger..." Ilseveri whispered in a tentative tone.

After finishing speaking, she stared at Sirinxi with slightly nervous eyes.

"That's right, Your Highness the future Crown Prince of Cormanthor, what you said is not wrong at all."

For a moment, Brian felt that Sirinxi's voice was low and cold.

She went on to say, "If I am killed by such an enemy, it will be the same as asking for my own death. So I will never impulsively take my life as a joke, and I will not kill myself, because if I want to protect the world, there are still many enemies It needs to be dealt with, but I cannot be left behind."

"As long as there are green hills left, we don't have to worry about running out of firewood, as long as there are guys like Laloquete." Brian said, "This world must not be without people like Ms. Sirinxi."

"That's right, as long as there's a guy like Laroque." Silinxi repeated, then smiled at Brian, and said with emotion: "Ah, I really forgot. I have never heard words of such wisdom again, I salute you."

After speaking, she stretched out her slender hand to Brian.

"I... Ms., I can't bear it. You are serious, and I don't deserve your respect." Brian, who knew how much he weighed, couldn't find the right words for a while.

When Srinci's hand touched his wrist, Brian's body stiffened. Her fingers were warm, brimming with magical power, but also had a bone-chilling chill.

He was so scared that he quickly shrank back.

"Do you know how to make an elf feel happy?" Si Linxi smiled mischievously, narrowing her eyes unconsciously, "That's kissing the tip of the ear or licking the palm of the hand, you look like you want to try it, yes ?"

"I'm more interested in liches." Brian immediately changed the sensitive topic, "but magic looks very unreliable here."

"Magic is indeed unreliable here." Si Linxi glanced at Brian, chuckled twice, with a serious expression on her small face, and said:
"Especially with the undead, the magic that underpins them has begun to wane. So what you call 'unworthy' is the nemesis of liches, and if necessary, of benoirches."

Si Linxi leaned forward, sparks suddenly bloomed in the surrounding air, covering the surrounding white mist and silk threads.

"My plan is..." she said, the shields vibrating around them, "to not only defeat the Lich, but also to deceive Lalocke from knowing how he failed."

"And then?" Ilsevelli asked.

"Then, he thought that the plan against the Benor Lich would not work, so he would not continue to try unless he came here in person. In short, no matter now or in the future, we need those mystic locks to gain a firm foothold." Si Lynch explained to him.

"Then what should you do if Laroque realizes that you are a stumbling block and chases you here to destroy you?" Brian asked curiously.

Faced with this problem, Silinxi smiled: "He tried it before, but unfortunately, I was gradually disappearing at that time, and I was about to become a ghost that no one will remember, and then the goddess Mystara fell, and she The spirit of God came here and infiltrated my lonely body and restored me to me. More than that, she made me wiser than ever before. I was never proud of myself, but she gave me strength, so Laloch sees Up to now, I will only choose to escape wisely."

Brian's expression changed: "Probably many mages who are too close to the goddess Mystra will say such things."

"You saw it."

When Silinxi nodded with a smile, the surrounding shields crackled and then turned black.

"Looks like the time for chatting is over, my friends." She said with a slightly dignified expression, "I believe Laloquete is in a hurry because he can't hear our conversation, and he will definitely pull us back to the battlefield."

The petite elf waved his hand, and the shield turned into a gleaming translucent substance.

Bryan saw the white mist above his head and the white land below his feet, accompanied by the flickering green swirls, and the dark Lich appeared in their sight.

This group of scalp-numbing liches had malicious smiles on their faces.

"Laroque has more liches than I expected." Sirinxi's expression became serious: "Maybe we're all going to be doomed."

At this moment, behind the dark wall of undead creatures, a silver light flashed.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the bang, the energy of the silver light explosion instantly rushed away the groups of liches, just like when the firewood was turned into ashes, the fire that erupted in the deep darkness drowned a large group of liches in the sea of ​​flames middle.

Brian noticed that Simbu's silk thread was blazing with silver flames, and then the thread turned black, and the howling liches formed a human wall again and rushed over.

Just as the lich was about to move, another silver light flashed from somewhere nearby, blowing them apart.

The threads that had been the storm also shone silvery, softer, perhaps, fainter, than Simbu's raging flames.

Soon, the thread also turned black, and the remaining liches gathered together again.

Although a large number of Liches were killed by Simbu and the storm, there are still more than a hundred of them.

The group of liches first looked in the direction of Storm and Simbu with lingering fear, and after confirming that there was no problem, they approached with a sneer and tried to launch a general attack.

"Well, now we can only rely on ourselves to resist these liches." Sirinxi's petite body was surrounded by blue and white flames, floating behind Brian and Irseveri, "I still have one or two tricks that can use……"

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(End of this chapter)