Lord of Spells from Faerûn

Seeing that Midnight had neatly eliminated the monsters, the priest couldn't help but asked in amazement: "Are you still a living person? Only living people and lichs can cast spells in Hades."

Midnight nodded, turned around and asked anxiously: "Just like I told you, an unprecedented mission drove me here. The stone slab must be found, otherwise the crisis of world destruction will come to Toril. .”

The priest was startled for a moment, then nodded and pointed to the west and said: "It's in that direction, mage, but you must be careful. Hades is a gathering place of evil and darkness. No matter what you see, you must remember you." The location you are in, once you interfere with the actions of the demon people in the Skeleton Fortress, you will never be able to leave there."

"I'll remember what you said," she said, "I promise."

"That's good. May the gods look after your path forward."

"And may you always keep your faith."

"I will," he replied, "definitely." Just like that, he turned around and returned to the team of souls on the plain.

At midnight the advance towards the City of the Dead began. Two hours later, eerie moans and rotten smells began to surround her, but the mage still moved forward as fast as he could. The moans gradually turned into muffled whines, and the rotten smell became stronger and stronger. As she got closer, the city wall in her eyes became taller and taller. At midnight, she discovered that something seemed to be crawling and moving on the surface of the wall. Swing - as if it were alive.

The mage was curious about the wall. Maybe it was made of giant snakes, so there were no guards here. If the wall itself was dangerous enough, Melkor would not need additional guards.

Midnight continued to approach, and was already less than fifty feet away from the wall. She heard countless low whimpers, and the putrid stench made her gag. The mage finally saw the true appearance of the wall. What she thought was a snake was actually thousands of pairs of twisting human legs.

The wall is built entirely of human bodies. The men and women were piled fifty feet high, all facing toward the city. The tallest people held up the height and width of the walls, while the smaller ones filled the gaps between them. A gray-green mud sealed their layers, like solidified mold.

Midnight was frightened by the disgusting scene in front of her. She stood there for a moment, almost losing the courage to move forward due to fear. Fortunately, the knowledge of countless arcane laws in her mind gave her the confidence.

"Advanced invisibility!"

The mage's figure was hidden, and then she cast a spell again to give herself the ability to fly. She passed through this terrible wall and entered the city of the dead.

The air in the walls smelled dirty and profane, biting her skin and burning her nose and throat. The dark gray sky is sparse in giving light to the city, and only pinhole-like illumination here and there penetrates the dim clouds. According to what Raymond said, Midnight guessed that these small lights should be the passages connecting the realms and the realm of death.

The city itself lies within a bowl-shaped pit, sloping from the walls to the distant horizon. The City of Death is so huge that even at midnight on the top of the wall, you can only see the other end of the wall disappearing into a blur of mist.

Midnight could see the wide circular avenue inside the city wall. Twenty feet away, thirty monsters holding whips were driving hundreds of slaves towards midnight.

The mage had no other idea except to free the slaves, but Raymond's words were still clearly audible in his mind and could not hinder the demon people. Midnight could only turn her head away. After the slave team passed by, she turned around and began to observe the city.

Surrounding the road are numerous brownstone buildings, a full ten stories high. You can see that they were once identical, but time has rotted and twisted them. Some of them still retain their original appearance, but many are badly decayed and are just piles of rocks that could collapse at any moment. There are also some twisted spiers and crooked towers that barely resemble their former shape.

"I need a guide." Midnight was convinced.

In such a large city, it's impossible to find the Castle of Bones without help. Even if she knew the location of the castle, the city was too unfamiliar to her and she could easily make a mistake and get killed. Midnight realized she had to ask for help.

The [Summon Monster] series of spells immediately appeared in her mind, along with all the information about its creator and the theory behind the spell, but this was not the summon she wanted. But after thinking for a moment, Midnight realized that she could proactively modify the spell to meet her needs.

The original purpose of this spell was to summon an unspecified monster to help the mage, but what Midnight needed was not a monster, but a person, but he just didn't know who to turn to for help. By changing the composition of the spell, the mage believed that he could summon an object who was familiar with the City of the Dead and willing to help him.

Midnight was a little apprehensive about what she was about to try, normally only the very best mages who spent a lot of time on experimental releases were able to create and adapt spells. However, considering the knowledge she now possesses and the magic network in this plane is quite stable, Midnight feels that she can do this.

Under the influence of the spell, a halfling Wanderer appeared in front of her. This halfling who was good at assassination and inquiring information during his lifetime obviously had a lot of information about the city and was the perfect summoning target at midnight.

The two of them took steps again, turned into the alley, and walked through the chaotic neighborhood. After a few minutes, eerie groans began to echo in the alley, and Wanderer slowed down and advanced more cautiously, followed closely by Midnight.

The alley turned to the left, and the rotten smell became stronger, making Midnight feel sick to his stomach. She patted Strange Walker's arm and signaled him to pause for a while to allow her to adapt to the air here. After a few minutes, they started moving forward again. The alley connected with another wide avenue, and the wall made of human bodies was clearly visible at the other end.

"This is the Castle of Bones," said Wanderer. He pointed to a tall ivory spire that poked out from above the wall, "That's the guard tower."

Midnight was in disbelief at what she saw. Behind the wall, a hundred feet away, stood a spiral tower made of human bones. There are six magical torches on the spire of the tower, and the stone slab in the center can be seen by anyone. The mage recognized it immediately. It looked exactly like the stone slab that he had given to Kelanvor for safekeeping before the battle with Baal.

Like a hunter displaying his best trophies, Melkor placed the tablets where all his subjects could admire them.

"There it is!" whispered Midnight.

"All the major lords and princes are watching here. You must take it away quietly." Wanderer reminded that in the kingdom of death, there are a large number of extremely advanced undead creatures and monsters, and they have been affected by Melkor. With the gift, he became the leader of a party of undead creatures in the City of the Dead.

The lords ruled over the various regions, and the princes ruled over the lords. Each official is more vicious than his subordinates.

In fact, even if you are just a lord, you must at least be a legendary undead creature, and you must also have good wisdom, while the prince must reach the level of demigod.

With Midnight's current strength, it was more than enough to deal with one lord, but facing so many lords and even princes, she had no chance.

"In this case, I have to complete everything in a very short period of time."