Arcane Journey

Chapter 391 Creator Race

The Chuertan Peninsula, located in the southernmost part of the mainland, is considered by most people to be a backward area that is difficult to live in. The interior is very poor and backward, densely covered with jungles, diseases are prevalent, dinosaurs, hydras, jungle pythons and many other terrifying creatures Beasts, just hearing the rumors about this place is enough to make most adventurers flinch.

However, there are still adventurers who are not afraid of death to go deep into Chult time and time again, in order to find the legendary golden veins there, gems as big as a human palm, and deeply loved by Amn, Calimshan, Sembia, Exotic plants, spices and many other luxuries sought after by collectors and nobles in many kingdoms such as Waterdeep took risks.

In fact, Chult's richness is by no means exaggerated.

The governors of Calimshan, across the sea from Chult, have never given up on sending slaves, rewarding adventurers with huge rewards, allowing them to go deep into the jungle, cut roads, and cross the fast-growing vines and reptiles to reach Mouth-watering mine veins and ancient ruins.

With the flickering light of the magic circle, Brian's figure appeared in the deepest part of the Chult jungle.

Of course, his purpose of appearing here is not for some so-called treasure, but for more important things to do.

The moment the light of the magic circle faded, Brian suddenly felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and then wrapped in humid air, which made him uncomfortable as if he had been drenched in light rain in an instant.

It can be seen from this that even Brian, who is a legendary powerhouse, cannot be directly exempted from the harsh climate here, so he has to walk carefully in this tropical jungle.

After all, this is the most deadly and dangerous area in the entire Toril world. The Amazon tropical jungle in the real world is in front of it, and even my brother is not worthy.

In the dense jungle, every cluster of shrubs and vines is a deadly, poisonous monster that swallows flesh with its mouth wide open, and under each large cluster of bushes, there may be thousands of vines lurking. Scaly beasts and ruthless reptiles.

Naturally, Brian didn't dare to be careless about it.

After he put on various protective spells for himself, the hot and humid air disappeared, and he, who was hiding in the defensive barrier, felt refreshed as if he had turned on the air conditioner.

Then, with a thought, a ball of light the size of a fist, shining blue-white light, quietly suspended in mid-air.

"Am I saying it's reliable?"

The voice of the golden dragon Paralandusk sounded in Brian's mind, "Can we really find the ruins of the witch's spire in this hellish jungle?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do?" Brian looked at the ball of light in front of him and said helplessly, "This is our only solution."

"But I always feel that this third-generation goddess of magic called 'Midnight' is a bit unreliable." Jin Long said a little depressed:

"We were in the temple. The original plan was to ask her to point out the location of the Wuzhu minaret for us, and then what? She said a bunch of useless nonsense, which almost moved me to tears, but in the end it was like sending someone away. Give you a ball of light and throw us here."

"As a goddess of magic with powerful divine power, can't she even do a simple positioning in the material world?" He complained again, "If it were me, if I knew the location of the Wuzhu Spire, I would definitely be able to put you in an instant. to the tower."

"Because what we met was not the body of Goddess Mystra, nor her incarnation." Bryan felt a trace of magical energy for the light ball suspended in front of him, making it as bright as a searchlight in the dark forest , he said indifferently, "It's just an insignificant memory she kept in Mount Talas."

"Besides, this is the Chuertan Peninsula." With the help of the prophecy detection ability attached to the light sphere, he carefully observed the tropical jungle like a deep and dark sky, guarding against possible dangers at any time, and said thoughtfully:
"To a large extent, it is governed by the belief of Uota, the father of dinosaurs. The power of any god is not allowed to infiltrate this primitive jungle."

As soon as he spoke, he at least noticed the eyes of a dozen or so dormant pseudomonsters locked on him. The hunting tarantula and the hydra also quietly approached here under the cover of the jungle.

Faced with this situation, he slightly showed the spiritual coercion of a psion, and frightened the group of predators to flee in a panic.

"Why?" Facing his answer, Paralandusk asked curiously:
"Is Uota, the father of the dinosaurs, so strong? Even other gods dare not touch this place. Although there are not many settlements in this primeval forest, there are more followers of that god who hates him."

"Because only Wuota's power can suppress the terrible threat from the depths of the Flame Peak." Brian used the control magic of the natural system to let the dense bushes automatically make way for him, and walked slowly towards the golden dragon. Explain why:
"And as a condition for protecting this place, the gods not only acknowledged the existence of the father of the dinosaurs, but also tacitly avoided paying attention to the Chuertan Peninsula."

Actually, Paralandax was wrong about one thing.

In fact, there are no fewer intelligent races in the Chult Forest than in other regions, but they are not mainly dominated by humans.

Apart from the rare humans, there are countless other intelligent races here.

These include Batili, a green-skinned goblin who is particularly good at tracking, agile wild dwarves, lizards, pterosaurs, and snake people, as well as the snake people's old enemy, the Feathered Serpent, and so on.

They multiplied in large numbers in the Chult jungle, and they revered dinosaurs very much, and sometimes even regarded these super-large reptiles as the incarnation of Uotah, the father of dinosaurs.

"What kind of power is that, even the gods would be afraid of it." Jin Long asked curiously with a look of surprise.

"I don't know about that." Brian pushed back an adult Rex riot with his eyes, and replied perfunctorily.

As a time traveler, he naturally knows what kind of power the gods are afraid of. If he can travel a year later, he might be able to participate in this big event.

And a large part of the reason why he wanted to play the magic kingdom of Harua was because of the guardianship of Uota, the father of dinosaurs.

Because in a few years, the threat from Flame Peak will break through the seal of Uota, the father of dinosaurs, and appear in the world of Toril.

Hidden there is a group of wild gods that are old enough to trace back to the beginning of the creation of the world. Once the wild gods of the flame peak break through the seal, then the twin world of the Toril world, the return of Abel, will follow.

At that time, the gods will face the most severe challenge in history, or in other words, the world of Toril, which is dominated by gods, will face the biggest crisis.

If you are not careful, it may be replaced.

Brian didn't think about it anymore, and under the guidance of the blue and white light ball, he walked silently all the way to the depths of the Chult jungle.

As he knew, the Chult jungle was several times more dangerous than Brian had imagined. Purple worms were hanging upside down under trees hundreds of feet high, and flesh-eating mushrooms were everywhere crawling in the endless darkness where the sun could never shine. , the boa constrictor with several heads meanders and soars in the sky.

Giant sun-avoiding spiders, the number of marching ants that make your scalp numb, scavengers that are not taboo for meat and vegetables, hydras that can breathe lightning, flames and frost, various types of naga, etc. The ferocious beasts make people overwhelmed.

He even witnessed a strong and burly dire bear being turned into a bear biscuit by a super-large Triceratops.

If Bryan's strength had not reached the legendary realm, walking in this dangerous forest, his life would be in danger if he was not careful.

After about two hours of hard walking, the light ball guiding the way finally stopped.

What appeared before Brian's eyes was a solid stone tower wrapped in bloodthirsty vines.

In the crevices of the dense vines, he keenly noticed that densely packed ferocious tarantulas were sitting in his lair, waiting patiently for his arrival with the cold eyes of predators.

"This is already the most central area of ​​the jungle." The voice of the golden dragon echoed in Brian's mind, "Obviously, the so-called Wuzhu Spire should be it."

Brian nodded slightly, agreeing with Jin Long's opinion.

Because the blue and white light ball that guided him has collapsed and disappeared into the air.

According to the experience along the way, he understood that if it wasn't for the light ball given to him by the goddess Mystra, and with his own ability, unless the Wuzhi Spire took the initiative to appear in the world, he might not be able to find its place for the rest of his life.

"I remembered." Just as he was thinking about how to enter the tower, Palarandasco seemed to remember something, and suddenly said:
"This minaret should be a relic left by the Mershok Empire of the Sarukh shaman race."

He went on to say, "As far as I know, Mersok was the last empire to perish. With the successive demise of the other two empires, although Mersok did not make any fatal mistakes, but for some reason gradually decline, and the entire group slowly fell into dormancy, and eventually all their cities fell under the control of the snake people."

"Then, the father of dinosaurs, Uotachult, established the great city of Mazro. Under his inspiration, an army of winged snakes named 'Feathered Serpent' came from the unknown continent in the west, Reach the Chult Forest." The golden dragon obviously knew much of the long history:

"In the centuries that followed, the Feathered Serpents and the Serpents fought each other for control of the Chultan Peninsula. In this war, the Serpents retreated steadily, and many strongholds in the west fell to the Feathered Serpents. In the end, both sides ended with Hazu With the mountains as the boundary, the war ended in a stalemate."

While Paralandusk was telling him about the long history, Brian had already cleaned up all the bloodthirsty vines and spiders on the entire stone tower through the powerful fire elemental magic.

A tall tower full of vicissitudes etched with ancient runes finally saw the light of day again, clearly appearing in Brian's sight.

After a burst of detection spell checks with a flash of magical aura, Brian had just arrived at the stone steps in front of the bronze gate of the tower, when he suddenly found that the unknown mysterious runes on the steps shone with obscure light, enveloping him, Disappeared in place.

A whirlwind.

Brian opened his eyes, and found himself in a quiet and deep closed corridor that seemed to have no end.

With a light tap of his fingertips, a soft light dispelled the darkness in the long corridor, and he could clearly see that the corridor walls on both sides were engraved with various lifelike patterns.

Brian also found that whether it was the Sarukh witches, Naga, lizardmen, or the lizardmen, snakemen and many other ancient reptile races on the corridor wall, no matter how far they were, they seemed to be staring at him indifferently. So much so that his heartbeat speeded up a little unconsciously.

Realizing that his mind was being affected, Brian quickly cast the eighth-level ability "Psychic Mind Barrier" to stabilize his mind, making these weird feelings recede like a tide.

Then, he calmed down and tried to touch the cold stone wall, but the mural did not respond at all.

"Palalandax, are you still there?" He whispered the name of the golden dragon again in his heart.

There was silence in his mind, and Jin Long, who had a slight chatterbox, seemed to disappear out of thin air.

What reassures him is that some of the special abilities granted to Ao Huo by the Golden Dragon are still there, which means that Paralandasque is only temporarily shielded.

So, he began to walk on the promenade and pay attention to the murals.

He found that the descriptions on the murals seemed to be telling the history of the origin of the world of Toril. From the moment the world was born, the "God of God" Io used the original elements to create the subsidiary planes of Toril.

In the era when the world was first born, the land was still barren and desolate, lifeless, but with the connection between the elemental plane and the main material plane, some elements have begun to breed intelligence and become the incarnation of elements.

Later, due to the imbalance of elements, the entire continent was covered by torrential rain, and then the temperature dropped sharply, and it was covered with a layer of glaciers.

Then came the Thunder era that Brian is more familiar with.

That is, about 37000 years ago, the glaciers melted, the ocean retreated, and the dry land emerged from the water. A long ice age ended, and recorded history began.

In ancient times before the separation of the continents, the continents later called Faerûn, Karatu, Maztec, and Zakara were all but parts of a supercontinent called Meju Roblos, and currently live in the kingdoms of None of the more than a dozen common races in the degree appeared in this distant era.

There are no civilized races on Mejurobros - elves, dwarves, halflings and gnomes, and barbaric races - goblins, orcs, ogres and their kin have never appeared.

Although humans were born during this period, they were extremely primitive, no different from apes, using simple tools and living in caves.

This is the Age of Thunder, which belongs to Equa Tel Queser, which means in Elven language: the race before the people, and it can be called: the legendary creator race.

Then there is the history of the rise and fall of several Sarukh witchcraft empires.

In the south of today's Mulhorand, the Sarukh witches established the Okos Empire, the Isto Sefifer Empire was established in the present-day Enook Desert, and in the Chuertan Peninsula, the Sarukh witches established the Okos Empire.虺 established the Mershak Empire along the Larga to the Chuerte jungle.

While Brian was tirelessly looking at the history of the corridor, suddenly an unstoppable idea crossed his "spiritual barrier" and sounded in his mind:

"Welcome, human mage."

The indifferent and vicissitudes of life voice said: "The minaret of Sarukh welcomes all intelligent races, but before that, every visitor needs to pass the test we set."

(End of this chapter)