Lord of Spells from Faerûn

After getting the restaurant owner's information about the outside world, Imrik casually erased the other person's memory. For a neutral mage, rewarding kindness is clearly the code of conduct he pursues. At this time, he was lying on the ground and looking at the boss around him in confusion. , should be thankful that his despicable escape career gave him the last bit of value.

Imrik walked on the street, his long black cloak fluttering in the wind on the rainy night, like a giant bat. Yoda followed him step by step, his face expressionless, like a doll that had lost its soul.

As the two walked, the crowds around them became smaller and smaller, and there were more and more abandoned residences. They stopped until a half-built abandoned building appeared in front of them.

"This is it."

According to the boss's memory, after arriving in this city, he applied for citizen status through the black market here. The seemingly deserted and abandoned building in front of him has the black market of Sitax City underneath.

Imrik glanced back at Yoda. The child who had experienced the most cruel sudden change in his life was calming down before his brain finally began to process the reality.

"However, it is indeed a good seedling." The corner of the mage's mouth raised a slight smile. After being promoted to the legendary mage, his mental power has undergone a qualitative change. This change has made his mental power extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment, as if there are many It's like a pair of organs that can be observed.

This is actually the only way to become a saint. With the continuous evolution to the path of gods, the spiritual power of mortals will become larger and more sensitive, and it will lead to the rapid development of the computing power of the brain. Eventually, this change will stop at the point of becoming the all-calculating Godhead.

At this time, Imrik had gained the ability to sense other people's intelligence after his mental sensitivity had been greatly improved. The first time he saw Yoda, Imrik discovered the other person's innate intelligence. Up to 18, for a mortal who has never practiced as a system mage, Yoda's intelligence is destined to reach the legend.

That's why he took Yoda away.

As if noticing Imric's attention, Yoda managed to raise a smile. He was very smart. Even if he felt confused and powerless about everything happening around him, it did not affect his knowledge that the man in front of him was the one who changed his destiny. The only chance.

"Let's go, let's see what we can find here." Imrik smiled, stretched out his hand, took Yoda and walked towards the building.

As soon as I walked into the abandoned building, an indescribable fragrance hit my nose. It was rich, sweet, and warm, just like fruit, but with a faint floral fragrance.

The two walked to an iron door and knocked. A black figure appeared behind the iron fence and said coldly: "We are in a world of twilight."

Imrik smiled and replied: "There are no friends at dusk."

"Click."

The iron door was slowly opened, and a tall man in a suit coldly handed over a blue bracelet and said: "Take it, this is your identity certificate in the black market. In addition,"

The man looked at the handsome and enchanting face of the mysterious man in black robes in front of him, as well as the child beside him, and said pointedly: "You'd better go in wearing a mask."

Imrik took the bracelet and walked in. Behind the iron door was a dark and narrow passage that continued to go downwards. In the sultry air, the strange fragrance became stronger and stronger.

After walking for about two minutes, a door with a flashing blue light and a strong sense of technology appeared in front of them. Imrik saw something like a panel in the center of the door, and stretched out the bracelet in his hand. Passing by, the door immediately opened as if commanded.

"Wow!"

The silent Yoda finally spoke up. He was shocked by the beautiful scene in front of him. Imrik was also quite surprised. The black market, which he originally thought would be associated with moisture, smell, and darkness, turned out to be like this.

What I saw in front of me was an extremely huge cave. Countless blue light strips spread throughout the cave to bring light. Outside of this, there were countless purple flowers in full bloom. Among these bustling petals, They are buildings with extremely modern designs, either tall or short. The buildings are also inlaid with blue light strips. There is a huge projection screen above the cave, simulating the light of sunset and dusk, spreading in the cave. every corner.

All the ethereal, diverse and changing colors form a strange picture in the dusk of Sihe. It is the beauty of the integration of modern technology and nature, a kind of ultimate beauty.

The black market at this time was extremely crowded, and the roads were full of hurried pedestrians. Some of them were simply dressed, while others were swaggering in exquisite suits. They were followed by bodyguards wearing prosthetics, but no matter who they were, they all carried various kinds of clothes. mask.

Soon, Imrik and Yoda's behavior without wearing masks attracted the attention of many people. Yoda rubbed his hands nervously, while Imrik just faced those unfaithful people indifferently. Kind glances.

"Hey, let me see our lovely new guest. It's so tender and juicy, hehehe." A bald man with muscles all over his body and both arms replaced by prosthetics came over and looked at them with a lewd smile. A handsome man with tender skin and a cute young lady may be more dangerous than a woman in this morally corrupt cyberpunk world.

The mage tilted his head and looked at the mortal in front of him who was looking for trouble for him. He was not very angry. The man's behavior made him feel like an ant showing off his muscles in front of him to intimidate him.

This can't be blamed on Imrik for losing caution, it's just because the gap between the two is too huge, which makes him think that any perfunctory disguise is a waste of energy. You know, now he only needs to fight casually. With a snap of your fingers, you can wipe out the entire city of Sitax in an instant.

That is the self-confidence brought by absolute strength. Compared with Faerun, where legends are everywhere and gods are everywhere, the mage finally feels comfortable in standing out.

Imrik raised his left hand like a claw. The smile on the bald man's face immediately froze. He felt an extreme coldness envelope his whole body and couldn't help but shiver.

The three-ring divine spell——[Ocus’ Grab]!

With a gentle squeeze, an unspeakable sharp pain immediately came from the heart of the bald man. He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe, but the severe pain caused all the muscles in his body to spasm, and his lungs lost their ability to breathe. His strong heart As if being continuously crushed by a meat grinder, blood soon flowed out of the man's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and a huge pit was sunk in the heart of his chest, as if someone had taken his heart away from the air.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh"

The man kept vomiting, and large streams of blood mixed with pieces of meat spit out from his mouth. It was his heart that was twisted into pieces by the power of divine magic.

The author is in Thailand. I lost the converter for my computer charger a few days ago. The hotel here doesn’t have a three-way intersection, so I can’t update it. Sorry everyone.