Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 470 Wizards of the Emerald Tower
The Emerald Tower is the holy place for wizards in the entire Falls Town, the research center, and it can also be called: the Fortress of War.

The tower perched on the cliff to the west can be seen by anyone from any angle in Upper Falls.

The towering dark blue tower seems to be very close, but it gives people a feeling of being unreachable and unattainable, which is daunting.

"Anyone who wants to become a wizard must set the ultimate goal of exploring the only arcane truth. It is often said that only arcane is the highest state of a wizard.

But the unfathomable arcane art has not been explored clearly by the spellcasters who manipulate the arcane art. Many wizards dream of discovering new schools, gaining a deeper understanding of the secret art through other means, or exploring the forbidden art. gain terrible power. "

In the study hall on the second floor of the tower, a young man in a gray robe looked at the dozen or so students below, and focused on popularizing the most basic magic knowledge to them:
"During the history of the continent, many new spells were discovered and then discarded, and in the continuous research of various spells, it has continuously brought various unprecedented disasters to the world.

If we want to master magic, we must first learn to be in awe of magic, suppress the terrible fantasies that grow in our minds, and explore the truth of arcane arts with awe and rational heart, so that our path of arcane arts will go further in the future long.

In the ancient times when elves, dwarves, giants, and dragons ruled the world's dense forests and wild wildernesses.Anyone who has the ability to use magic is committed to pursuing powerful power, knowledge of secrets and taboos, and a better understanding of the essence of magic, even at all costs and by any means, just to be able to defeat the opponent.

In this regard, the early powerful empires of mankind are exactly the same.

The Imascar Empire has a lot of knowledge about portals and gates to other worlds. They plundered tens of thousands of unlucky natives from other worlds, forced them to become slaves of their own occult power, and squeezed their value.

In the end, in order to fight against the enemy, they summoned countless monsters from other worlds, but it didn't take long for these monsters and slaves to escape from the master's control and become a permanent scourge that still threatens the main material world.

The Netheril Empire is proficient in all kinds of skills in making magical devices. Their floating cities are all over the clouds, covering the sky and the sun.Who would have thought that these amazing or fearful magic skills have long been turned into extremely inconspicuous dust in the wild desert.

This is why there is such a saying in the mainland: What is more dangerous than letting wizards rule the world?You ask what that is, of course when a wizard is trying to have fun...

Therefore, the final fate of these powerful empires is: perish!

Because they lack the awe of magic, and lack the calmness and rationality to pursue knowledge and truth.They are willing to give up everything in order to pursue power. They can't see anything but spells and don't care. Such a lunatic who has lost his mind, how can he talk about pursuing the truth of arcane magic?They have already lost themselves.

They are like a tragedy on the other side of perfection. All the blood and tears breed flower buds in the withered thorns, and the flower buds will bloom in the raging wind and rain, and finally disappear in the humid air.

As a wizard, I have also studied in the Wizard Tower for a long time. I think it is necessary to give you these advices. I hope that when you really set foot on the wizarding path, you can always keep these words in your heart. "

When the students heard the words, they seemed to have listened to them all, and nodded solemnly.

"The path of a wizard is one of the most difficult and lonely. Ordinary people stop at the wizard generation, fall into the law of attack, and die of inferiority. The gate of the tomb is always open for this generation, and it is very crowded." The dark elf with long white hair walked up to the human wizard and warned everyone:
"To pursue the truth of arcane magic, you must have a rational and awe-inspiring heart. If you want to embark on the path of wizards, you must face difficulties and endure loneliness. It is impossible to go further. This is the real reason why many people take longer to restrain themselves from abusing their power than to pursue and gain it."

Listening to the two mentors of the tower, Parsuo and Alamir, telling them about the path of wizards, most of these wild wizard players from all over the world fell into deep thought, thinking about their future paths.

Players who are qualified to become wizards and have passed a series of assessments to join the Emerald Tower are all talented people, so it is easy to understand what the two said.

As for whether these people can rationally carry a heart of awe, embark on the lonely road of wizards, and go further, it is unknown.

"Teacher Pardo, I would like to ask a question." After an unknown amount of time, a good-looking female elf player suddenly stood up from her chair and noticed that the teacher's eyes were cast on her.

She immediately asked with a respectful expression: "When I read the history books of the wizard tower just now, I found a problem, that is, the magic of elves was much more advanced than that of humans at first, and even a lot of arcane knowledge was taught by elves, but why did they In the end, it was surpassed by humans?"

Facing this question from the students, Pardo pondered for a moment, then slowly replied:

"If the elves are willing, I believe they can do it. But they are peaceful creatures, and they don't mean that. In human terms, they are a bit lazy. The thing I like most is to have fun, not to keep learning. In other words: because of their long lifespan, they do not have the tension and oppression of life that humans do.

Although the spells of human wizards were not as good as those of elves at the beginning, their ambition and jealousy made them always search for lost spells and strive to create new powerful spells.The elf wizards just smiled and said they already knew everything and just didn't bother to do it. "

"To put it simply, elves are like ostriches that bury their heads in the sand and refuse to face the truth and threats. Do you know what an ostrich is? It has a huge body but a very small head.

Facing the land and knowledge being taken away from them bit by bit by ambitious humans, they retreated again and again, always thinking that this was the last time, thinking that the enemy would not continue to eat them.

As it turns out, humans aren't that stupid.Most elves don't like fighting, they just hide in mountains and forests, or go to islands where no humans live. "

"What about the dark elves?" The elf player looked at the drow wizard strangely, and she asked another question in her heart.

"Dark elves? A society full of conspiracies and betrayals, they just don't want to finish themselves off, and expect them to rule the surface world? How naive."

The drow wizard with his hands folded on his chest blew on a strand of dry white hair on his forehead, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His sarcasm showed that he didn't care about the fact that he was a dark elf, that is to say, he didn't identify with the dark elves at all.

After all, their souls and consciousness come from another world, and they don't pay much attention to the so-called racial concept.

Moreover, in the laws of Pushang Town, the punishment for people who discriminate against race is very serious.

"I also have a question." At this time, a student with a notebook in his hand stood up and expressed his inner question:
"I once heard something mentioned by the wizards of the original residents. When a wizard is ready to start, the first thing to do is to sense the magic net and awaken it. For most people who are trying to become a wizard, it is undoubtedly is very tough.

But just now, without anyone's guidance, I easily sensed the magic net according to the meditation method you taught me. This doesn't seem to be very difficult. "

As the student who had just joined for a few days talked, his expression gradually became haughty, and his waist couldn't help but straighten up a little, like a big rooster strutting.

However, what puzzled him was that most people looked at him in a strange way, and a few looked at him as if they were idiots.

As if his outstanding talent was inconspicuous to others.

Do all the people here have this kind of talent?
Thinking of the wizard assessment that he had participated in before, this student who was new to magic suddenly felt a little depressed for no reason.

"That's because the souls of our players are different from the original inhabitants of this world. We are more like born awakened ones. We have an inexplicable affinity for magic. Sensing and contacting the magic net is not difficult for us at all. Rather than saying that we approach the magic net actively, it is better to say that the magic net is naturally close to us."

A look of understanding flashed across Pardo, and he calmly explained the confusion to this secretly proud new student: "This is also the real reason why we can directly use enough practice points to master spells in an instant."

"...So it's like this." The already depressed student became even more depressed. After hearing the hard-hit truth, his whole expression was like that of an eggplant beaten by frost.

Indistinctly, there were a few titters in the hall, which made his depressed little face turn red to the base of his neck.

"Although we have this kind of talent, we can easily get in touch with the magic net. But you must keep in mind that when you have insufficient knowledge of spells and your wizard level is relatively low, if you rashly touch the deep magic net, It will be a very dangerous thing." Pardo solemnly warned the new student formally.

Because this kind of words have been said many times in more than three years, especially at the Magic Academy in the lower city.

"What consequences will it cause?" In order to resolve the embarrassment, the depressed student took the initiative to transform into a curious baby.

"This kind of consequence? In the words of the wizards of the original residents: when the mental power with insufficient strength comes into contact with the deep magic net, it is easy to be washed away by the constantly flowing magic energy of the magic net itself. This process will not only make you Mental depression, severe cases may even become an idiot." Pardo patiently explained to the curious baby.

In fact, it's not that serious. In mild cases, the mental strength is seriously injured, and it can be recovered after a few days of rest. In the most serious cases, it is nothing more than losing a few intelligence attributes.

However, he also knew that if he told the truth, it would arouse the curiosity of some bold and reckless people who didn't have the slightest awe of magic.

"In the words of our players..." As soon as the voice fell, the drow wizard picked up Pardo's words:

"Your wizard level can only master second-level spells at most, and you don't have enough knowledge and understanding of spells, so you try to learn third-level spells. Even if you have enough practice points to forcefully learn them, you will still Being overwhelmed by information related to spells that cannot be understood and analyzed, or being directly impacted into a lunatic by a terrible mystery, falling into permanent madness."

Looking at the new student who was covered in cold sweat, the drow wizard nodded in satisfaction, then joked with a smile, "Does Karthus of Netheril know?"

The student who wiped off his cold sweat subconsciously nodded, secretly glad that he had asked in advance, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"The twelve-ring spell "Apotheosis" that Karthus once cast on the goddess of magic was researched based on this principle, and the final result can be imagined. "The drow wizard blinked his pale red eyes and shrugged and smiled at him.

The student immediately became like a good baby.

"Since we are all naturally awakened and loved by the magic net, is it the same for warlocks? It will be easier for them to awaken spells." In the hall that was silent for a moment, another student asked curiously.

"They rely on blood, while we rely on knowledge. Having brains or not is the difference between us wizards and warlocks. The two cannot be compared."

The drow wizard seemed to recall some unpleasant incidents that had happened in the Warlock Academy in the city of Rezim. Without hesitation, he took the opportunity to answer questions and mocked the warlocks among the spellcasters to the students.

However, as soon as the words fell, a cold mechanical metal sound instantly echoed in the entire hall:
"...Warning!...The Arcanist Alamiel took risks and mocked the Mistress of the Emerald Tower!...This is the first offense!...Let me deal with it lightly!...You will be punished by doubling the number of fireball scrolls you need to copy today! "

"I..." The drow wizard who woke up suddenly realized that the main occupation of the mistress of the wizard tower was a warlock. He looked around and opened his mouth instinctively, but he didn't know how to refute.

In the end, extremely depressed, he could only helplessly wave to the students who were holding back their smiles: "This is the end of today's class, everyone leave."

The students suppressed the many doubts in their hearts and planned to go back to complete the unfinished homework and the tasks assigned to them by Ta Ling.

However, just when everyone was about to disperse, a figure appeared near the spiral staircase, making them all look over curiously.

"Tower Master, why do you have time to come here today?" Seeing the unexpected figure, Pardo was surprised, and then he went up with the drow wizard and greeted him with a salute.

The visitor is the true owner of the Emerald Tower: Thorne.

However, in Pardo's impression, the hands-off shopkeeper came here as often as steelhead trout migrated to the upper emerald river in a year.

So every time he saw Thorne coming, it was a pleasant surprise for him.

"No need..." Thorne was about to reach out his hand to stop the two of them from bowing to salute, but after thinking carefully, he retracted his half-stretched hand.

"It turns out that he is the tower owner of the Emerald Tower." A student who had joined for a short time said in surprise after seeing Pardo's address to Thorne.

"So cool! So handsome!"

Another female student who was a bit of a nympho was surprised, which immediately caused a group of male compatriots to roll their eyes.

Following bursts of whispering among each other, these students stood there unmoved as usual.

Thorne casually glanced at these wizard players with very good mental outlook, smiled slightly at Pardo and Alamir, and said, "I'm more relieved to let you manage this place, thank you for your hard work."

Although the Emerald Tower has its own wizard force, it is not like Twilight Town and Iron Horse Town, which accepts as long as it is a wizard profession, but only accepts some relatively good wizards for key training.

In the lower town of Fallstown, he and Carlos jointly established a small academy dedicated to training wizards.

If the wizards in the academy perform well, they will pass a round of magic assessment and get the opportunity to study in the Emerald Tower.

In other words, the wizards standing in front of him were undoubtedly the most powerful and talented people in Pushang Town.

As a hands-off shopkeeper, Thorne saw that the two people in front of him managed him with great relish, and he was naturally very satisfied with their performance.

In this way, when he leaves Pushang Town, he can trust them to manage him with complete peace of mind.

"Why isn't Vel'Koz here?" Suddenly, Thorn realized that he didn't see the mind flayer. He looked at Pardo and asked curiously.

It has to be said that after three years, this little wizard who used to cry to him has grown up completely and become mature and stable.

The most important thing is that the opponent's arcanist level has also reached level 10, and the difference from the hero level is the accumulation and comprehension of knowledge.

As for the drow elf Aramiel beside him, he was even more surprised.

Since the other party had been laying flat in the lighthouse town in the Underdark region for more than a year, this indirectly led to the fact that when he came to Fallshang Town, his wizard level was still only level 1, which also gave him the opportunity to work as an arcanist.

In three years, the other party not only successfully became an Arcanist, but also gained background expertise through the Battle of the Conferred Gods, allowing him to reach a 100% perfect advancement when he was promoted to the second-order extraordinary.

His current arcanist level is only level 5, and Thorne intends to focus on training him so that his hero level advancement can also reach 100% perfect progress.

The only worrying thing is that the character of the other party is a little too out of touch, not as stable as Pardo.

However, after he received a sentence from the other party's sister Hellist from the Underdark Region: As long as he is not killed, he can deal with the rest as he pleases.

With the consent of the other party's family, Thorne directly issued an order to Taling to cure his gaudy personality.

So far, it seems that the effect is not bad.

"He's still copying spell scrolls." Hearing Thorne mention this workaholic, Pardo replied with a little helplessness.

It was precisely because of the existence of this buddy that every time he and Alamiel went to the lower city to relax, he always felt a deep sense of guilt, as if he was being lazy.

"Copy the scroll?" Thorne was taken aback for a moment, then he figured out the reason and couldn't help laughing.

As a mind flayer, in addition to his hands, four retractable snake-like tentacles snake out of his octopus-shaped head.

Ever since Vel'Koz mastered an extremely special "Multiple Attack" feat, his four tentacles can simultaneously copy spell scrolls.

Therefore, the spell scroll made by this man immediately became one of the sources of income that cannot be ignored for the entire wizard tower.

In the end, he also developed the character of copying scrolls when he had nothing to do, and he used the word "otaku" to its fullest.

It was rumored that wizards were rich.

However, unbeknownst to most people, wizards are often short of money.

There are too many expensive alchemy materials, the high cost of spell learning, and the consumption of spell research.

Thorne, who has raised so many wizards, has a deep understanding of this point.

Fortunately, the caravan managed by the old troll steward has a relatively good income, and the cooperation with Carlos will also earn a lot of gold coins every month.

And these wizard apprentices will also exchange some special spells, knowledge, materials and other consumables from the tower spirit for their accumulated contribution points. They will use their alchemy, enchanting and copying scroll abilities to provide a good sum income.

What's even more fortunate is that he doesn't have to worry about all kinds of spell knowledge at all.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to raise so many wizards who are loyal to the tower.

The mind flayer Vel'Koz, who has the ability to transcribe multiple scrolls, is undoubtedly a highly cost-effective subordinate. It is not an exaggeration to call him a small mobile vault.

However, what worries Thorn is that, according to Taling's account, the mind flayer Vel'Koz, who specializes in necromantic spells, has somehow developed a tendency to transform into a lich.

Regarding this matter, he seemed to pretend to be deaf to it. In fact, with the secret assistance of Ta Ling, he hinted at the other party several times to dispel this idea, but unfortunately the effect was not very great.

In this regard, he can only temporarily seal up the knowledge related to the Lich Transformation Ceremony in the tower.

After a while, check to see if his mind has wavered.

After all, there must be some reason for the lich to have an extremely bad reputation on the mainland, and he didn't want the other party to degenerate.

In fact, Thorne, as the master of the tower, has as close a relationship with the tower spirit as he does with a magic pet.

As long as he is in the tower, and then through arcane magic, he can establish a connection with the tower spirit. It is like a high-end intelligent creature, and it is very convenient to use.

In many respects, a wizard tower with a tower spirit is more like a constructed creature with its own consciousness.

Although Thorne is not a wizard, it is still easy for him to control the operation of the wizard tower with 100% authority.

He seemed to ignore the wizard apprentices managed by Pardo, but sometimes when he returned to the tower, he would ask Taring to tell him some interesting and important events that happened recently.

"If the two of you are free, remind Vel'Koz more, let him go out and relax more, and don't lock himself in a small room all day." Thorne looked at the drow wizard Aramiel, and ordered casually. One sentence.

He noticed that the dark elf looked a little depressed, and then he guessed that the other party must have been caught by Ta Ling because of his personality.

Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled some pleasant things in the past, and couldn't help chuckling.

"I see." Pardo hesitated, and finally replied.

Although he wholeheartedly agreed to Thorne, every time he walked to the door of Vel'Koz's room, he would appear very hesitant.

The main reason is that the things placed in his laboratory are too terrifying, which makes him involuntarily want to keep a certain distance from them.

After all, Vel'Koz is a mind flayer wizard who is proficient in the necromantic school of magic, and he is specialized in the spiritual domain of the three major domains of the arcanist.

He will also instinctively reject the spells of the Necromancer School.

Now that he has been ordered to go on, he can only bite the bullet and try with his friends.

Thorne, who was the tower master, patted the shoulders of the two of them, spoke briefly to the apprentice wizards, and walked directly to the upper floor without wasting time.

(End of this chapter)