Chapter 421 Red Lich Sazastan

This was the first time Tang Sen heard a detailed description of the longevity technique.

"Do you gain lifespan by killing other creatures?"

"Compared to the immortality spell, it is more like a super-wide attack spell."

However, it has to be said that Tang Sen is somewhat attracted by Iolum's immortality technique.

Who doesn’t want to live longer?

After traveling through so many heavens and worlds, it is not that Tang Sen has never been exposed to the means of immortality. The most basic thing is that the Aztec gold coins he has obtained can lead to immortality - although it comes with a huge price.

Secondly, there is the surgical fruit, which can eventually be developed to make others immortal.

However, immortality is currently the only method of immortality that does not have many side effects. Of course, the threshold is also high, so high that casters in the world of Faerûn can only give up it and transform themselves into lichs to make themselves immortal.

The first threshold is that this is an eleventh-level spell. Even an ordinary legendary mage does not have the ability to release this spell.

The second threshold. This spell is disabled. Within the scope of the magic network, this spell cannot be used.

No, even if you escape into the star realm and go to the farthest place where the tentacles of the magic net are not spread all over, this spell that is essentially cast with the help of the magic net may not be able to be used.

These two thresholds directly turn this spell into a pile of research data, rather than a method of extending life.

But Townsend isn't worried about that.

The second threshold does not exist for Tang Sen. The path he wants to take has never relied on the Magic Network, and the spells cast by the magic system he created do not rely on the power of the Magic Network, but come from Harry ·The idealism of magic in Potter’s world.

He can travel across all realms, and even the magic net cannot limit him.

The first threshold is still the same. Tang Sen does not need to meditate and study step by step like an orthodox mage. Of course, he also needs to study, but idealistic magic means that he only needs to know its principles, not its principles. A concrete composition of magic.

The magical components of an eleven-ring spell are enough for a legendary mage to learn for several years, not to mention that it has to be engraved in the memory and re-engraved when released.

All Tang Sen needs is magic power.

It's a pity that it is no longer in this mage tower.

"Do you know who the intruder is?"

Tang Sen asked Dahuang.

"I only know that he is a lich." Dahuang replied: "Wearing a red robe."

"Red robe mage?" Cui Xi exclaimed.

Tang Sen frowned slightly: "Where is the time?"

"Nearly a hundred years ago." Da Huang said.

Tang Sen nodded and was silent for a moment.

"A hundred years ago, that was when Ser was in civil strife. Which red-robed mage would leave the territory of Ser at such a time, run to the Eternal Wasteland, and invade a mage tower?" Cuixi thought hard.

"An ambitious person who hopes to find more powerful power from various ruins in order to gain an advantage in civil strife." Tang Sen sighed slightly.

"Sazastan." Naomi, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"Sazastan?!" Barn exclaimed.

"It's just a possibility." Tang Sen shook his head: "However, even if it is not Sazastan, it is definitely one of Serge's chief red-robed mage. An ordinary red-robed mage does not have the ability to invade this mage tower."

"If that knowledge has fallen into Serge's hands, it may be difficult to get it back." Naomi looked at Tang Sen and said seriously: "I have sneaked into that place before, I can be sure of it. Say, Ser is one of the most dangerous countries in Faerûn.”

"I know." Tang Sen closed his eyes, thought for a moment, suddenly avoided the topic, and asked Dahuang: "So, the lich just took away the knowledge in the Mage Tower, and then in a hundred years Never come back?"

"He has taken away everything he can." Dahuang's tone was still calm, but Tang Sen could hear the indignation between the lines: "That is knowledge that belongs to Netheril, and they should be used to pursue arcana. the truth, rather than becoming an aid to the pursuit of power.”

"Let's talk about inheritance." Tang Sen said: "How can I inherit this mage tower?"

"I said, you don't meet the conditions. First of all, you need to be at least a spell caster." Dahuang answered without hesitation.

"What if I am?"

"Fair competition with all spellcasters who are willing to inherit the master's mage tower." Big Yellow said: "Through the competition of arcane knowledge, magic creation, and spell creation. In the master's imagination, this will be a grand event in Netheril. , he arranged a lot of processes to select Netheril’s talents.”

"The problem is that Netheril has died. Apart from the lich and us, I'm afraid no one knows about the existence of this mage tower." Tang Sen said seriously: "There will not be the grand event as imagined. This The Mage Tower will be completely lost with the demise of this demiplane."

"I can entrust you to spread the news about the Mage Tower and let the spellcasters of this era come here." Dahuang said: "You can get part of the inheritance of the Mage Tower as a reward."

"It's a very tempting option." Tang Sen nodded, his tone clear and clear: "But I refuse."

"Even if you don't help me, I can still send magical creatures to leave the demiplane and deliver the news." Da Huang said.

"You can't do it." Tang Sen took over the topic and said, "I've been wondering, since the lich has gained the knowledge here, why is this demiplane still full of undead creatures he left behind -"

"That's not only to prevent outside adventurers from entering here, but also to prevent the magical creations here from leaving."

He paused and said seriously: "He has regarded this mage tower as his own property. Even if he cannot crack the authority of the mage tower yet, he will one day."

"The most important point is that if those magical creations leave this demiplane, they will also leave your control, right?" Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "They have no independent will and will only wander around without distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy. Nearby."

Dahuang finally fell silent.

"I will inherit this mage tower and promise to recover the lost knowledge of Netheril." Tang Sen put forward his conditions: "Or, you wait for the lich to return here, and it will belong to Netheril. Your glory is for killing and enslaving.”

"You and that lich are both intruders." Dahuang said: "To the master, there is no difference between you."

"No, there is a difference." Tang Sen said seriously: "Liches will take that knowledge as their own for their own selfish desires, but I -"

"I will spread this knowledge as much as possible to restore the glory of Netheril."

"I don't believe you." Dahuang said.

"You have no choice."

".At least you need to be a spellcaster."

Tang Sen's lips curled up slightly.

No matter how intelligent the magical life seems to be, after all, it only operates according to the set program, and the program is much easier to deal with than the complex human nature.

"So, if I were a spellcaster, would you agree to my terms?"

"You're not." Dahuang said.

Tang Sen smiled and said, "I can be."