Broad World

When Aberdell woke up, a major event was happening in the city of Uster Natha in the Underdark region. Joan Irenicus, who was severely injured by Henry, was standing in front of the first mistress of Adu (Lace) in the city, talking, and soon, an evil alliance was formed.

One is the ruler of the dark elf city who hates the surface elves deeply, and the other is an exile who is full of revenge (desire) for his hometown.

"Dear Mistress, here is a map that can directly reach the temple enshrined by the surface elves. I believe that a single assault can achieve brilliant results. The great Queen Rose will definitely bless this operation." Said Joan Irenicas handed over a piece of parchment.

Mistress Adulace took the map and looked at it, with an evil smile on her face: "Very good, the Queen of God is very satisfied with your tribute. Remember, it is best not to play any tricks in front of me, otherwise ..."

The mistress' words are not casual, she controls the supreme authority of the entire city, and can mobilize more than 10,000 terrifying dark elf fighters, more than 600 priests, and more than 400 warlocks at any time and mage. Had this army appeared on the surface, it could have destroyed a kingdom in a matter of days. Dark elves are no ordinary race. Not only do they have resistant skins that give all spellcasters a headache, but they are also famous for their weapons and armor forging, long, wind, ..ne. The magic weapons they created can easily cut through the steel full-body plate armor, and the magic armor can prevent most sword attacks.

You must know that even if these evil elves encounter powerful races such as trolls, ogres, and giants one-on-one, they will not suffer too much, let alone a whole army. For their wickedness and cruelty. Those who don't have the ability to become professionals are tortured to death in infancy. The rest are all elites.

An army composed of such elites is probably only assembled by the elves of the Isle of Eternal Gathering on the surface. Human armies are hardly worthy of carrying shoes in comparison. Fortunately, they hate the sun so much that they have little interest in the ground, otherwise they would have established a huge empire long ago.

While Joan Irenicus was discussing the specific action plan with Mistress Ardulace, Allen was hiding in a storage room to make his own spell book. Since the death of that quasimo, he has regained his freedom temporarily. Apart from eating, he stays in the library and learns the magic skills of the dark elves every day, except that he cannot leave the mage tower. Basically there are not too many restrictions. Maybe it was the crisis that stimulated the boy's potential, maybe it was Henry's genetics that were really good, in short, within a few days he successfully crossed the threshold and became a real first-level mage. More than 90% of the casters were ashamed.

In order to be able to grasp more power as soon as possible, Alan peeled off the Quasaimo's skin with a knife, intending to make a spell book. This is a must for all official mages and is one of the most important magic items.

Everyone knows that the structure of zero-level magic is relatively simple. You don't need to remember it deliberately, but it's completely different when you go up to the first level of magic. Its complexity is beyond the comprehension of most people. Even the magician himself has to spend a lot of effort to remember it in his mind, and if he releases it, he will disappear completely from the memory area immediately.

At this time, the role of the spell book is reflected. The mages opened the books before going to bed, memorized the magic they needed tomorrow, and then they could use it after a good night's sleep. If there is no spell book, then the mage cannot re-memorize magic, and once the stored spells are used up, he will lose his combat power.

Of course, the shape of a spell book is not necessarily a book, it may be a ring, a shield, or a belt, only you can't think of it, and there are no mages who can't do it.

Allen knew very well that he was in the enemy's camp. Under such conditions, the spell book must be quite secretive, so he chose the shape of the belt. In this way, it can be carried with you without causing too many people's vigilance and attention. He carefully enchanted the belt with stolen materials, making sure he had enough pages to store the spell.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and with the completion of the last spell, the belt-shaped spell book was completely completed. Because it is the first time, the production process is quite rough, and the amount of magic that can be stored is not much, but it is enough for a newly promoted first-level mage.

Although Chasma didn't know what she was busy with recently, she didn't show up for several days, as if she had completely forgotten about this enemy's child. But Allen knows that his current freedom is an illusion and a bubble, and it may be shattered at any time. He needs to do his best to improve his strength in the shortest possible time, so that he can barely resist when danger comes.

"It's finally finished. This is the first magic item I made alone. The shape is really ugly." The boy smiled at himself and tied it around his waist.

If he was at home, he would never wear such an ugly item on his body. But this is the city of the dark elves, and they may encounter danger anytime and anywhere. As long as they can improve their survival rate, let alone this ugly belt, they will not hesitate to jump into the cesspit.

This is the truth that Allen learned in Uster Natha, and he will do whatever it takes to survive. Within a few days, he had witnessed two murders in the mage tower, both of which happened between apprentices, the purpose was just to get some better resources and the favor of the mentor.

Scenes of cruel reality made the boy completely abandon the ethics and morality he had learned before, and struggled to survive in the mage's tower completely according to the way of survival of the dark elves. He has successfully sold the ether he made to several apprentices, and in exchange for a lot of spell-casting materials.

As for what these guys are doing with this narcotic substance, he doesn't care, and he doesn't have the qualifications and mood to care. After all, there is still a choke rope hanging around his neck that may be tightened at any time, so how can he care about others.

After fastening his belt, Allen took out a few first-level magic scrolls without hesitation. Copy it directly into the spell book. All of them are first-level magic. They are:

"Oil the soles of the feet" (Increases movement speed and jumping distance. Necessary for running)

"Reduction" (halves a person's height, reduces strength, increases agility)

"Steel Hearts" (increased resistance to toxins)

"Hypnotism" (confuses a creature, causing it to have an inexplicable affection for the caster, this state will remain, if successful, the target creature will forget the process)

"Fog Hidden Technique" (summons a cloud of mist to surround the caster, which can be used to hide the body or confuse the sight of hostile creatures. Note: the mist can be blown away)

Five spells, not one more. There are quite a few, and basically all of them are related to hiding and escaping. For these five scrolls, he took a lot of risks, three of which were traded by apprentices, and the other two were secretly copied in the library.

You must know that the dark elves are not good people who abide by the agreement. They often play tricks during the transaction, and even take the opportunity to kill the transaction partner. There is no way, insidiousness and cunning have penetrated into their bones, unless the two sides are of similar strength, it is impossible to have a fair transaction.

Allen is a surface human. Originally, he was rejected and despised in the society of the dark elves, so he himself did not come forward at all. The entire process was completed with just a few notes and ghost sound, and now no one knows that the anesthetic gas that has been circulating in the hands of the apprentices in recent days came from this human boy.

After doing all this, Allen carefully put all the items back in place. The whole process was clean and neat, without leaving even a trace. Seeing that the bottles and cans on the shelf were all in the same order, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly left the storage room. Today is the day to meet with Solaufein, and you must not be late, because that is the only window to communicate with the outside world.

"You are ten seconds late! This is not a good habit." Solaufen reprimanded mercilessly as soon as they met, and did not show mercy just because the other party was a child. After all, they are doing a very dangerous thing. If a third party finds out, then the greatest possibility is that they will be dragged out to be sacrificed alive.

"Sorry, sir. I was just making my own spell book, so there was a slight delay. But I promise, there will never be a next time." After speaking, Allen bowed very solemnly. He understood that the tall dark elf in front of him was the only one who could help him, so he said whatever he had, without hiding anything.

Hearing the spell book, Solaufen's eyes lit up slightly: "Oh? You actually became an official mage! This is really a surprise."

"I need a lot of things, such as casting materials, ink, and parchment for transcribing scrolls. Also, is there any new news outside?" After speaking, Allen clenched his fists nervously. Now he is very eager to get news about his father, even if it is a little bit of rumors.

"Sorry, not yet. But I have another piece of news here. The mistress of the city's first family has held a meeting and is preparing to launch an attack on the surface. This may be an opportunity, and we can take the opportunity to send the news out. As for casting spells Materials and these things, I still have a little here, you can use it first." Solaufein untied his pocket and threw it directly. As a warrior and mage, he brought some things for casting spells with him. Although there were not many, it was quite rich for a first-level mage.

Allen took the purse and counted the contents, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's very simple. Apply to join the commando team, and then deliberately leave some clues during the battle. Of course, you can't relax in the city. I will come back as soon as possible after completing the commando mission. Well, that's all for today's talk. Make preparations for the expedition." Solaufen patted the boy on the shoulder, and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

Surface, what a luxurious word, especially for those dark elves who yearn for freedom and kindness. Solaufein knew very well that if he wanted to survive on the ground, he must have a backstage, otherwise his end would be very miserable. Because the Dark Elf's reputation is so stinky, only under the protection of some powerful figures can he obtain the real right of residence. This is one of the main reasons why he helped Allen.

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