The Abyss Of The Worlds Devil

Inside the [Floating City] belonging to [Iolum], inside a certain towering metal structure [Magic Tower].

‘In that case, after I say hello to the other [Great Arcanists], I will have someone transport the [Color-resistant Scroll] to you...’

After responding to the request of [Karthus] through [Telepathy].

Survived for thousands of years and witnessed the rise of [Netherel Kingdom].

But in appearance, he maintained his youthful appearance in his 30s, just like an elegant nobleman.

Even, the temperament is far more noble than [Iolum].

Walked a few steps forward slowly.

Looking at the [Magic Classroom] naturally, those apprentices who are working hard to learn knowledge.

That feeling.

Just like, the [Color Resistance Scroll] mentioned by [Karthus] is expected to be repaired, and it can't really impress him at all.

However, only he knows.

He actually attaches great importance to this matter.

However, in contrast, many associations emerged in his heart...

One of them is that there is a faint premonition in his heart.

Perhaps, this time, [Color-resistant Scroll], there will be problems again...

There is something wrong.

It will be stolen inexplicably like the last time, resulting in the complete loss of all [Color-resistant Scrolls].

The second of them is that although [Netheril Kingdom] looks like the sky, thousands of [Floating City] are floating above the sky, which are undoubtedly the strongest in the surrounding countries, but the outside There is always a huge threat, and there is no real pillar to resist the enemies of the level of [God]. As a leader, he naturally has to worry about this...

‘Otherwise, simply transfer [Color Resistance Scroll] to my [Floating City], and let [Karthus] come directly to me to study..."

[Iolum] who suspected that something might be lost again, after thinking about it carefully.

After a difficult decision.

In the end, this practice was abandoned.

As a [National Treasure], the value of [Netherite Scroll] is certainly precious, but compared to the survival of the entire [Netheril Kingdom], it is still a bit insignificant...

Compared to temporary stability, and a repair plan that I don’t know can be successful.

Now he wants to borrow [Color-resistant Scroll] for some temptation.

Measure by this.

At this moment, the [Netheril Kingdom] or [Netheril Empire], at what risk does it stand above all...

The current [Netheril] is too much jealous...

If it is said that under the strictest supervision, the [Color-resistant Scroll] is only transported within the country, and it will still be stolen again.

Then it means that there are genuine [Gods] who are almost blatantly targeting them!

even.

The other party already had a little eagerness to wait for the existence of [Netheril Kingdom].

Even if it is a fleeting opportunity, I will never let it go!

‘I have led you to develop from a fairly powerful country to the point where it is now called the [Magic Empire]. Even those elves who are superior and arrogant by nature need to be afraid of our achievements...’

‘But, everything has its limits after all...’

Thought of this.

[Iolum] In the end, he could only sigh slowly.

As the ruler of the entire [Netheril Empire], he knows better than the other [Great Arcanists] who have devoted themselves to research, how dangerous he and others are today...

Obviously the strength is not enough to challenge the [True God], but it occupies a large amount of population, resources, and land. It also holds the daunting [magic technology], and holds a pivotal position in the entire [Faerun Continent].

and.

I and others, they do not respect the teachings of [God] at all, despise beliefs, and reprimand them as dross!

What's more, quite pretentious Bufan, look down on all the forces and personnel with insufficient magic knowledge!

basically.

Such an uncomfortable performance has violated all the taboos that [the world] can commit...

Said to be extraordinarily offensive.

There is no problem...

And he [Iolum], as the supreme ruler.

Although I know that there is something wrong with all of this, due to the deep-rooted problem, there is no way to change it.

Because that is the nature of every Netheril Arcanist!

Even if he is himself, there is such an idea in his heart.

Despise anyone who is not knowledgeable!

Peeping at the one who sits in the position of God!

I believe that I am erudite, Bufan, and that knowledge can make up for everything. This is the nature of [Netheril Arcanist]!

So arrogant to call it arrogance!

Even, under the influence of the [Arcanist] as the upper-class power.

Even the [Netheril civilians] underneath are always revealing this taste.

It can be said.

The whole country is pulling the hatred value.

There are so many enemies but I'm already lost...

This is the status quo of [Netherel Kingdom]...

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after one day.

Under the mobilization of 【Iolum】.

Headed by an advanced and well-prepared [Senior Arcanist].

Forty elite level [Arcane Masters] and 200 melee type [Professionals] are supplemented.

The mighty [National Treasure Escort Team] officially set off without the civilians knowing it.

Their only task is to spend three days transporting [Color-resistant Scroll] to [Floating City] in [Karthus].

The starting point and the final point are both located in the hinterland of the Kingdom of Netheril.

And the strength of the escorts, let alone the activities in the hinterland of the side, even in the hostile area during the war, they can kill seven in and seven out!

So, there is no doubt that this is not a troublesome task.

No one really regards it as a high-risk task.

However.

The next day, at sunset.

A message was sent back.

[Color-resistant scroll] stolen again.

Escorted the team, including the leading [Great Arcanist].

No personnel survived.

All died in a gorge.

The surrounding area, except for very few traces of fighting.

There are hardly any signs of resistance!

This means that most of the escorts have stepped into Death without even knowing who the enemy is!

All of a sudden.

At the same time the news spread.

There was an uproar and uproar in the entire country.

And as the first person to get the news.

[Iolum] Standing on a balcony made of pure white jade, overlooking the small view of the mountains around [Floating City], after a long silence, his eyes turned to look at the edge of the distant skyline. That round of orange-red sunsets in the west of the mountains.

In the end, it was just a long sigh with a sad expression...

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