Chapter 531: Magic ship

?Illminster is really old, he will always fall into the illusion of the past, see friends who have passed away or places that have been destroyed.

The ghost named ‘Yesterday’ cannot escape even the most powerful wizard.

He didn't take risks personally a long time ago, so he has received countless adventurers in Shadow Valley for so many years.

Listen to their stories, give them some precious props, then watch them embark on an adventurous journey again, and agree to see you next time.

But most people have no chance to come back.

Adventurers are a high-risk profession.

So the old mage turned his attention to planeswalkers, these special groups that traveled through different worlds, and he found that the stories of other worlds were obviously more interesting.

A somewhat rusty structured body mage told him that in the world he was born in, all lives were machines. In the original world, he was fighting for parts or energy almost every day.

There was a savage who was a barbarian and had almost no language. Ilminster could only communicate with him by drawing a villain in the sand table and entertained him with apple pie.

Of course, the traveling mage was not all friendly, and some tried to rob the old man. However, the old mage's various magics seemed instinctive. He beat the opponent violently, and then threw the opponent out of the crystal wall to warn the opponent not to come to Faerun again.

Some people may have questions as to why Ilminster knew about the traveling mages, and how did he meet so many traveling mages.

Then I have to talk about why Ilminster is called the ‘Great Sage of Shadow Valley’ instead of the Great Wizard of Shadow Valley.

It was the gift of years to his long life, a legendary story that could not be finished for days and nights, involving many gods and many people.

And now, Ilminster was watching the two new brigade mages and listening to the experience of the powerful fighters.

Perhaps it is the story of this soldier a long time ago, the story of several ordinary people encountering various powerful undead in the underground maze.

A series of adventures will encounter powerful undead almost everywhere, but there is not even a priest in the team.

"A wonderful story, but... is your world full of so many undead? Life is difficult, right?"

The old mage touched his beard, and the sunlight coming in from the window had shifted its exposure position. Shadow Valley was actually not dark at all, he liked it very much.

He looked at Su Ming with some sympathy.

"Fortunately, with guns and cannons, undead creatures are not difficult to deal with."

Su Ming waved his hand and sat on the window sill. When he was telling the story, he had been paying attention to the micro expressions of the old mage and wanted to analyze his thoughts.

But the old mage really seemed to have come to listen to the story.

When the plot is tense, he will frown slightly; when he is over trouble, he will open his eyes and smile; when he hears that he has obtained a treasure and made a lot of money when he goes home, he is also happy as if he has made money.

I have to say that the old mage is a very qualified listener, and it is very pleasant to communicate with him.

But now Su Ming can only be sure that Ilminster has no other meaning, but the goddess of magic behind him can't say it.

But thinking about it, Su Ming still communicated with the old mage with a smile on his face, and took out his other pistol to show the old mage.

"Some dwarven blacksmiths can forge muskets, but they are much larger than yours and the craftsmanship is much rougher."

The old mage obviously knew muskets, and his fingers were very dexterous, and his brain turned fast, and he soon discovered the role of insurance.

He randomly shot something in the room, causing the servant to also rush up from downstairs to check it out, shrinking into a ball at the top of the stairs.

"My lord, don't conduct any more dangerous experiments."

"It's nothing, let's rest. I'm just trying new toys." Without raising his head, the old mage pulled out the gun magazine and took a look: "Well, the precise structure, gunpowder and projectiles form one, a genius idea. "

Su Ming smiled and took a sip from the bottle: "Do you still want to hear the story of my companion? Her world has just been invaded by the evil group of wizards."

Ilminster became more serious when he heard the words, and returned the pistol. He sat up straight from the rocking chair and knocked the pipe on his knees. The corners of his mouth were pressed together because of the force on his face. The angle of his beard explained him. Not too happy.

"Beautiful lady, please tell me in detail, swear by the magic itself, if there is a place where I can help you, I will do my best."

He asked Xili about the wild hunting invasion, and at the same time blessed himself with two kinds of magic, proficiency in language and artful tongue, to gain the ability to communicate with Xili.

The magic of the prophecy system is often mysterious. It is unclear how people can understand a completely unfamiliar language for ten minutes, and then forget it.

Xili first looked at Su Ming, and after seeing him nodding, did she begin to tell her story from another angle, the story of her escape in an infinite world.

Ilminster’s expression has always been serious. If Su Ming’s story is just an ordinary adventure, then Xili’s story has a bearing on the world.

A crazy group of traveling wizards is likely to be a threat to Faerun Continent.

Xili didn't elaborate, but roughly said the cause and course of the matter, and finally explained that his world had repelled the invaders.

But Ilminster's attention is more on the means of wild hunting through the world.

"Nagilfa, a ship made of nails of the deceased... I seem to have seen something similar, don’t get me wrong, it’s not nails, everyone has it. I mean, magic boat, well, walk through One of the magic ships between the crystal walls has reached the outside of Deepwater City."

Su Ming's heart moved, the magic ship is indeed a means to travel through the world, but it should be a derivative rule, not a specialty of Faerun.

Ilminster was obviously lost in memory. He was reminiscing about the winged ship he had seen outside Deep Water City when he was young.

It was a green ship, surrounded by circular sails, which looked like transparent insect wings.

There were people on board, a very ordinary mage, and some weird professionals.

It's a pity that those people didn't stay long, they just caught some fish in the sea, and then the spacecraft dragged the green magical aura into the sky instantly.

Because Ilminster stood on the edge of the cliff and watched them all the time, and they didn't seem to plan to deal with people in this world.

As a result, Ilminster studied the knowledge of the crystal wall system for a while, but he finally discovered that the endless universe contains endless knowledge, and there will always be unknown worlds outside the crystal wall system.

Unless he transforms himself into a lich, using his limited life to pursue endless knowledge will inevitably be fruitless.

But this does not hinder his interest in the magic ship, if given the opportunity, he also wants one.

Therefore, he ventured to many relics of the Netheril period to see if there would be similar records in the obliterated wizard empire.

After all, they invented the floating city technology, as if one step further, they could walk through the crystal wall.

But from the perspective of Ilminster's years of research, this seemingly simple step is like a moat.

Miser Energy Core couldn't do that, or the old mage didn't know how to do it through Faerun's magic technology.

He has no ideas, unless he can find a magic ship and let him go up and take a look.

"Master?" Xili hugged her arms with a helpless look on her face. It has been a long time since she finished speaking, but the old mage was wandering away.

"Oh, sorry, little girl, the old man always likes to remember the past, hehe." The old mage didn't blush at all, he turned off the subject like everyone else: "This man by your side obviously knows the magic ship, but he shouldn't know. How to make it?"

Of course, Su Ming knows the magic ship. He is always looking for a way to take people or a large amount of goods to travel through different worlds.

He had long known the preciousness of his ability to travel through the world, and he also knew that in the context of the fantasy world, he and Xili were both called the Journeyman, that is, the planeswalker.

I also know that planeswalkers actually have a legendary destiny by default, and they are born as junior gods.

But the gods? Su Ming has seen a lot.

Su Ming went around ‘buying land’, but he didn’t plan to find someone to play cards. The way that the Journey Master absorbs the power of different worlds and then manifests it can be used as a means at some point, but it is not Su Ming’s goal...

"I am indeed very interested in magic ships, but as you said, I don't know how to make magic ships. Look at me, you can see that you are a brainless warrior?"

Su Ming spread out his hands and showed the mage his full body armor, as well as the big sword behind the door.

Ilminster coughed, as if he was choked by tobacco. The soldier was true, and he was a legendary soldier by his aura.

But no brain? The brainless in the planeswalker had long since died.

The old mage patted his chest, stopped coughing, and looked at Su Ming with admiration. This ability to open his eyes and tell lies is quite the style of his youth...

"I deeply regret the invasion of the little girl's world, but I am afraid I can't help much. After all, I am not a traveling mage."

The old mage paused. He turned to look at the blue bird outside the window. The bird had been standing on a tree not far away, and then he continued:

"However, in Faerun, I am not the only one who studies the crystal wall problem. As far as I know, in the forgotten region, the drow academy is very researching on magic, and the city lord of the ghost city may also have some different opinions. , Let alone the liches of the age of resistance to sex."

"If I find the method of making the magic boat and the materials needed, do you plan to go for a walk?" Su Ming raised his eyebrows.

Ilminster thought about it: "I like to take risks. When I was young, I traveled all over the continent and visited many subsidiary planes, including the abyss and purgatory. If I had the opportunity, I really wanted to go outside the crystal wall system. , I want to know what our world looks like from outside the crystal wall system."

Su Ming squeezed his chin and handed a cigar to the old mage: "I can answer this question now. It looks like a dragon's eyeball."

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Su Ming received Xili at the school gate and took her to visit the campus. It was not a few days since he left.

In the world of Falun, he talked a lot with the old mage and learned some useful knowledge, such as the ecology of dragons.

But the most valuable thing was that the old mage gave him a large space bag and a bunch of magic items.

Fei Lun special product-magic scroll and charging wand, low-level items that can be used without the magic net.

After bringing those things back, they were directly transferred to Gu Yi by Su Ming.

Gu Yi was very happy. She also liked unknown knowledge, but the runes and magic circles were completely unfamiliar, and she couldn't understand the energy flow in them.

This is the value of research ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Seeing Master Gu Yi eating spicy strips while studying percussion scrolls, Su Ming feels that Marvel is about to be broken by himself.

But as long as Gu Yi is not planning to make a magic net out to play, let her go.

Xili returned to the Wizarding World before and helped Su Ming experiment with the saddle bag. Unfortunately, the dream of storing items across the world proved to be impossible.

Fortunately, the space bag given by Ilminster can still be used in Marvel and DC, so Su Ming feels that he has not wasted so much saliva.

The old mage seemed to trick him into staying in Faerun to take risks, tempting him with the knowledge of magic ships, and faintly agreeing to help him build ships.

However, Su Ming didn't want to deal with a mages council or a bunch of skeleton racks for the time being. He had to go home to farm.

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