Arcane Journey

Chapter 199 The Treasure of the Stars
When Helliste summoned the amnesiac golem, before Brian could speak, he saw the golem subconsciously walking towards the fine gold gate in the hall.

The gate was carved with symbols and inscriptions that glowed dimly, and Bryan suspected that was what drew the golem to it.

The golem stood in front of the gate, gently rubbing against the pattern on the gate, and then its chest opened, revealing the sapphire heart inside.

Blue light burst from the gemstone and hit the double-opened doors.

The symbols on the door flickered with blue flames, accompanied by obvious trembling and crackling of magical energy, a low creaking sound, stones rubbed against each other, and the door opened for the first time after the ages.

Brian exchanged glances with the psion next to him, and immediately followed the golem's footsteps.

The brilliance of magic illuminated the originally pitch-black space, but what appeared in front of the two of them was something they had never imagined.

It was a relic. Looking at it suddenly, it was as big as a square, and in the center of the relic stood a magnificent palace.

Around the palace, a lake formed by deep and dark water surrounded it, guarding the palace like a moat.

And the only passage to the outside is where the stairs under the feet of Brian and Helliste extend.

"Bryan, this is a different-dimensional space." Helisite observed the surrounding situation, she raised her delicate hand, felt the air flowing in the space quietly, and said thoughtfully, "I can I feel that this extra-dimensional space will collapse within ten years."

"What exactly is this place?" She withdrew her hand, frowned slightly, and her soft voice was full of doubts.

"It should be the academic center of Azuma City during the Netheril Empire." Brian said in an uncertain tone.

The whole palace gives people a very splendid, gorgeous and atmospheric feeling. The beautifully carved stone pillars stand tall and look completely undamaged.

Groups of magic balls of light slowly float and fall in the hollow. Under its light, the shadow of the palace moves slowly on the ground. A fresh sense of beauty.

There were no bodies, no furniture, and no weapons.

Empty!

It was Brian's first impression after coming to this palace.

On the surface, the ruins are quite complete, without any signs of damage, but strangely, apart from those stone steps, pillars, carvings and statues, nothing else can be seen in this palace.

It's as if when a person is decorating a house, he only lays the wallpaper and the floor, and forgets all about the decoration of appliances and the like.

With the brilliance of magic, Brian could clearly see the end of the palace, where there was no treasure chest, no long sword, only a solitary stone altar—not to mention, it looked so lonely.

Apart from this, there are only those sculptures of swordsmen leaning on the pillars. They are all wearing heavy armor, holding their long swords high in both hands, and pointing obliquely at the sky. At first glance, they seem to be welcoming visitors, but they also seem to be It's a demonstration.

In the game, Brian has seen eight hundred if not one thousand ruins.

Although they are different, the broken weapons, armor, and rotting furniture at least indicate that there was once a human habitation there.

But this ghost place is completely different, lifeless, as if the entire space and buildings are dead, and even the lakes surrounded on both sides seem to be flowing, but there is no sound of water flow.

Even the sound of the golem's heavy footsteps became extremely small, and it was completely swallowed by the darkness before it could travel far.

"What a strange place."

Brian took out the staff, which glowed brightly, and walked to the side of the stone pillar to carefully observe the complicated words and patterns on it.

Unfortunately, he didn't see why.

As for asking about the amnesiac golem, he thinks it's better to forget it, since they are all called 'amnesia' golems, you can expect it to recall something.

This was exactly the case, the golem stared blankly at the sky, its eyes gradually becoming dim.

Hellist, who has been closely following Brian, also observes the pattern on it, but unlike Brian, she has gained something.

"This is a demi-plane created by the great arcanist." Helisite said her conclusion, "Although this plane has built a complete ecosystem, I can feel that the great arcanist The Warlocks built it a little too hastily, so that the work was stopped with the fall of Netheril before it was finished."

"It looks more like they are planning to build a demiplane to store something." Brian looked around the empty and dead environment, expressing his guess.

This reminded him of some preventive measures and preparations that need to be made in advance when disaster strikes.

Obviously, the owner of this half-plane probably anticipated the demise of Netheril and tried to create a half-plane to avoid disaster.

It's a pity that the disaster struck before his shelter was completed.

"Indeed." Helisite nodded slightly, a look of confusion floated on her delicate face, "It's just..."

"You want to say, why this demiplane created by the great arcanist hastily has a nearly complete ecosystem, right?" Brian continued what she hadn't said yet.

demiplane.

This is a field that only wizards who have entered the legendary realm can dabble in. Bryan's psion profession is proficient in the field of creation.

When his psion level reaches level 17 or above, he will be able to master a ninth-level ability "creation", creating his own demiplane.

In fact, no demiplane is born out of thin air. As the core of the demiplane, the element pool connects the air element plane, water element plane, fire element plane and earth element plane.

The birth of the demiplane is like playing a game of creating the world. The proportion of any element needs to go through common research and calculation. After building the material foundation, the creator needs to connect the upper plane and the lower plane. source of energy.

It is not very difficult to create a demiplane, but it is quite difficult to create a demiplane that can allow living people to survive.

From the birth of the earth to the time it took for it to evolve to be suitable for living creatures, we can see how long it takes for a demiplane to become a world suitable for living people.

Although this is a world with magic and unpredictable divine power, the time it takes will not be calculated in units of billions of years like the earth, but it still takes a long time to cultivate.

The existence of this kind of small world is often completed by a powerful organization with the joint efforts of dozens of centuries.

To give a simple example, in Brian's impression, the world created by the ninth-level ability "Creation" was only the size of a seed.

This newly born plane will rapidly absorb the energy of the surrounding ectoplasm, growing to a maximum initial size of 3 meters in radius at a rate of 6 centimeters per day.

After the newly created demiplane reaches its maximum size, it doesn't really stop growing, but its growth rate will sharply decrease from one day to seven days with a radius of 3 centimeters, which is approximately 1.5 meters per year.

Of course, this is just the speed at which the demiplane grows on its own, and does not include human interference, but this is enough to show how difficult it is to create a world.

However, what puzzled both Brian and Helliste was that both of them could feel that the area of ​​this demiplane was only about 5 square meters at most, but a complete ecosystem was born.

Thinking of this, Brian recalled some information he had.

Grand Arcanist Opus, born in 1105 in the Silver Age, is a Level 32 Grand Arcanist of the Creation Faction, and the only Arcanist of the Creation Faction above Level 25.

During the period of the Netheril Empire, well-known arcanists above level 25, such as Iolum, Karthus, Laloch, etc., their specialized factions are mainly mind and transformation.

This also indirectly proves that it is difficult for arcanists who choose to create factions to improve their strength.

It is said that the reason why the arcanists of the creation faction are too difficult to level up is that the knowledge of the creation field recorded in the Nether scroll is too obscure.

Because whether it is magical creation, advanced creation, plane boundary, or even the mysteries that can create artifacts, all contain knowledge about the realm of creation.

This is like wanting to continue to improve your elementary school knowledge, you have to choose to look up information from high school textbooks.

It is also for this reason that there are very few arcanists who create factions, and there are even a handful of arcanists whose strength reaches level 20 or above.

From this point of view, the creator of this demiplane probably has the arcane knowledge to create a demiplane. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why this demiplane, which is only the size of a square, is so complete.

Brian's heart moved, and he guessed the reason.

"Let's go, instead of standing here and guessing, it's better to go in." He said to Hellist, who was still studying the demiplane.

Then, he called out to the dazed golem again, and they walked towards the depths of the palace together.

They walked along a corridor. With the help of the light from the staff, Brian saw that the life of Grand Arcanist Opus was actually recorded on the walls on both sides of the corridor.

These scenes include the Grand Arcanist being concerned with the well-being of his people and the affairs of the city, reading books, falling in love, and tending his garden.

About halfway up the stairs, the painting begins to depict the floating city rising into the sky, the battle with Felin Mokui, the future predicted by the Grand Arcanist, the process of creating the demiplane, and the Grand Arcanist and the patient in his sleeping funeral. The color scroll was sealed in the coffin together with the destruction of Azuma City.

"Master...Master...he is...is mine..."

When the amnesiac golem saw these murals, it seemed to recall something, and suddenly stopped, staring blankly at the portrait of the Arcanist, muttering sadly, and the gravel slipped from its eyes down.

"Obviously, your master is sleeping in the coffin." Brian said to the golem, "Come on, don't waste time here."

The golem's dim eyes showed confusion. It wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of its eyes, and moved on.

After arriving at the destination, Brian signaled the Psion who was beside him to be vigilant, and looked around with great interest.

He first saw a sarcophagus covered with inscriptions in the center of a spacious tomb.

The ceiling was decorated with magically glowing stars, and the west wall was carved with a beautiful scene of rivers and hills, framed with magical runes.

The carving of the river scene looks like a portal to somewhere.

At this moment, Brian suddenly discovered that the moment the slowest golem entered the room, a glyph appeared on its body and emitted light.

At the same time, the scene on the west wall gradually came to life.

The carved river began to flow, and the flowers and plants on the banks of the river began to sway in the breeze.

The stone picture frame looks like a gateway to this beautiful place.

There was a gleam of brilliance in the look of the golem, and said to the two in a low voice:
"My master's sarcophagus is covered with Netherese spells. For thousands of years, it is these spells that have kept my master alive in the coffin. If the sarcophagus is opened, my master will wake up, but the life on it The spell will also be invalid. Within seconds, the owner's body will turn into dust and die."

Brian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the golem thoughtfully.

Obviously, he was slightly surprised by this golem who suddenly regained his memory.

From what the golem suddenly said, it can be known that he only needs to open the sarcophagus and turn the corpse of the great arcanist into dust to get the treasure left by him, even without using the prayer he got from the djinn lord. Wish Scroll.

"Bryan, the carving of the river scene is indeed a portal." Herister said to Brian through telepathic voice transmission, "and this is also a portal leading to Elysium."

"Look there." She pointed to the symbols around the picture frame on the west wall.

Bryan followed Helisite's slender fingers, and saw the symbols manifested into a string of Netheril Empire language:

"May Grand Arcanist Opus find his way to Elysium, and rest in peace after making such a sacrifice."

He nodded thoughtfully, and said to the golem, "If I don't choose to open the sarcophagus, what will you do?"

"I will push the sealed master's sarcophagus to the entrance to the Elysium, and accompany him to the Elysium to fulfill his last wish." The golem stared at the symbols around the picture frame, silent for a long time, and said slowly.

"Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome." Brian took out the scroll and said to the golem, "I have a scroll of wishing here, I can save your master from turning into dust after opening the sarcophagus, or let him turn into dust after opening the sarcophagus." After dust, rise again."

"Really?" A dim light flickered in the golem's eyes.

"That's right." Brian nodded slightly, but he didn't have that much hope in his heart.

"Thank you so much." The golem bowed deeply to him excitedly.

Brian took out the wish scroll with a disturbed expression, and prepared to open it bravely.

He wasn't pretending, he was indeed a little worried.

The basic concept of the nine-ring magic wish technique seems to be very simple. As long as you make a wish, it will help you realize it. The degree of freedom is greater than any spell, but the degree of cheating of the wish scroll is also higher than any spell. If you don't pay attention, it may even be life-threatening.

Brian had heard about it a long time ago, let alone trying to wake up the person who had been sleeping for thousands of years.

For example, if you make a wish to be invincible in the world, your power will instantly become invincible in the world in the next second. The price is that your lifespan will be burned instantly, and then a cool song will be given to you.

Once an ancient green dragon tried to use the wish spell, hoping that his property would never be stolen, but all his property was thrown into the astral world, and then exploded into astral dust with a bang.

Now it's all right, the green dragon's treasure has really become impossible for anyone to steal.

There are even some deadly players who try to use the wish technique to make infinite nesting dolls, and get more wishes at the cost of one wish.

This wish can indeed be fulfilled, but the effect of fulfillment is to put the player into an endless closed time loop, constantly moving him back to the time when he made the first wish.

Thinking of all the terrible consequences, Brian secretly broke into a cold sweat.

He took a deep breath, tore open the scroll, and shouted to the colorful rays of light, "I hope that Grand Arcanist Opus will not be turned into dust after opening the sarcophagus."

The wish spell has three rules:

First: It must be a sentence.

Second: You must start with 'I hope...'.

Third: You must finish speaking within six seconds.

The voice just fell.

Brian saw the floating colorful rays of light suddenly disintegrate, and passed a slightly playful sentence to his mind: "Adventurer, your wish has been fulfilled."

Seeing that there was no abnormality in himself, Brian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then signaled the golem to open the sarcophagus.

As the sarcophagus was slowly opened, the golem knelt in front of the sarcophagus excitedly, patiently waiting for the great arcanist to wake up.

Brian walked to the sarcophagus with peace of mind after learning that there was no danger around him from Hellist's telepathic voice transmission.

He saw an old man with an old face and white hair sleeping peacefully in the sarcophagus.

Around him, like the Polaris Lady Blaise, there are also many funerary objects.

Among them, what caught Brian's attention the most were two books and a nechrome scroll wrapped in silk.

Because he obtained the background specialty of "Arcane Inheritance" and possessed the ability to perceive the Nether Scroll, when he walked to a certain range, he sensed it instantly.

During the long wait, just when Brian thought that there was something wrong with his wishing technique, he finally saw the eyelids of Grand Arcanist Opus twitch slightly, and slowly opened his wise eyes.

"Master, you... you finally woke up!" The golem shouted excitedly, tears of joy welling up from its eye sockets.

"Sapphire Sentinel, thank you for your protection and persistence." The great arcanist who stood up from the sarcophagus said to the golem in an old voice, "Thank you for your hard work."

He closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, as if he was sensing the outside world through some kind of magic.

The moment he opened his eyes, Brian felt that the great arcanist was obviously much older.

He floated out of the sarcophagus, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the river flowing on the west wall and the flowers and plants swaying in the breeze, and said sadly: "I didn't expect disaster to come, and I still can't escape the fate of death in the end."

Brian and Helliste looked at each other, and both of them wisely did not disturb the great arcanist who remembered the past.

"Young man, I can feel the Netherese blood flowing in your body." The arch arcanist turned around and looked at Brian with wise eyes, "Tell me, what's your name."

"Brian."

Brian said his name calmly, "Hello, Your Excellency Grand Arcanist Opus."

"Since you were able to find this place, you must have a certain understanding of me." The great arcanist said slowly, "I don't have much time, so let's make a long story short."

"On behalf of all Netherilians, I welcome you, Bryan, the hope of the empire."

"My child, I may be a stranger to you, but to me and to us, you are a very familiar existence. Since you have stepped here, you should know your own destiny."

The Grand Arcanist said to Brian sincerely, "Now is the time for you to fulfill your mission. Come, accept my inheritance, and recast the new glory of the Netheril Empire..."

"Wait a moment!"

Brian interrupted the words of the great arcanist, "I didn't come here for this, Your Excellency Opus."

"Oh?"

Hearing Brian's unexpected answer, the Grand Arcanist was slightly taken aback. He obviously didn't expect the other party to give such an answer.

"Isn't this a mission for a descendant of Netheril?" He sighed softly, and said slowly, "The reason why I have survived until now is that I don't want to see myself A lifetime of research is lost."

"Perhaps...you should feel the mood of our people and understand my difficulties at the moment." Under the vigilant eyes of Helisite, the great arcanist waved lightly at Brian.

"Answer our call...Brian..."

Suddenly, in the infinite void, voices sounded and disappeared, like waves, coming one after another.

"For the future of Netheril..."

Brian pressed his forehead, and the bursts of pain and hazy words from there made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He found that some terrible messages were beyond his imagination, and the continuous stream seemed like a flood, as if ignoring his own spiritual defense, rushing into his mind in waves.

Those emotions made Brian panic and uneasy, because he had never felt so many emotions so directly.

It was as if he was surrounded by countless people, and everyone was shouting at him, there were screams of fear, calls of joy, roars of anger, and whines of disappointment.

Brian felt like he was going crazy. He wanted to scream, to stop the noise, but he couldn't.

Although he knew what kind of benefits he would get from accepting the so-called mission of the Grand Arcanist, he didn't want to accept the mission in this way.

Just like it was a reason for him to reject Hesaiah at the beginning.

His loyalty belongs only to himself, not even the gods.

This is the principle he has always adhered to.

Because he is a person who values ​​promises, once he makes a promise to others, he will definitely fulfill it, otherwise, he will feel a hole in his state of mind.

The burden of the promise to save a small world weighed heavily on his shoulders, and he didn't want to take on the task of rebuilding the Netheril Empire.

Therefore, he would rather give up the inheritance left by the great arcanist than agree to his request.

After all, the so-called inheritance is not composed of knowledge. Others can study and master this knowledge, why should he belittle himself and say that he can't.

He firmly believes that this is just a matter of time for him.

Obtaining the inheritance of the Grand Arcanist is nothing more than advancing the progress of his strength improvement, rather than stagnating forever without inheritance.

He didn't want to bind himself to the Netheril Empire for a mission.

At this moment, Brian only felt that his brain was groggy, and he was almost unable to keep his thoughts. The crazy and chaotic voices from the Netherilians were scurrying around him, making him almost crazy... …

Just when Brian felt that he was going to be unable to support himself, suddenly a soft little hand slipped into his palm.

Waves of soothing spiritual energy made the chaotic and irritable voices in his mind quickly become indifferent and lowered as if they were isolated by something.

Brian looked back, tightened Hellist's hand, and cast a grateful look.

"I came here only to seek knowledge, not to rebuild some sickly glory." He came back to his senses, and met the arch arcanist with determined eyes.

"So, you are looking for the eternity of arcane art?" A smile suddenly appeared in the wise eyes of the great arcanist, and asked: "Then do you know what eternity is?"

"It's because I don't know that I'm going to pursue it."

Brian shook his head slightly, looked at the Grand Arcanist thoughtfully, and said firmly and solemnly:
"Although the so-called eternity seems more like a kind of spiritual comfort, even so, I firmly believe that for true arcane seekers, they will resolutely choose to pursue this illusory eternity. Because there is no The pursuit of the goal is like an expedition in the dark, and my journey is: Arcane!"

After saying these words, Brian immediately felt his body and mind cleared up, and even the regret of missing the inheritance of the treasure house of the stars quickly faded from his heart, as if what he missed was just an inconspicuous scenery in the journey of life.

After listening to Brian's remarks, Hellist smiled and looked at him with strange eyes, with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

"Very good, very good, sober and rational, with firm goals, ambition, and ideals, this is the inheritor I need." The great arcanist stroked his white beard, nodded very satisfied, and then wrinkled The old face condensed slightly, and said to him earnestly:

"Bryan, I hope you can always remember that anyone who wants to become an arcanist must aim at finding the only arcane truth in order to reach the highest level."

"However, if we want to master the arcane arts, we must first learn to be in awe of the arcane arts, suppress the terrifying fantasies that grow in our minds, and explore the truth of the arcane arts with an awe and rational heart. go further in the future.

In the ancient times when elves, dwarves, giants, and giant dragons ruled the world in dense forests and wild wildernesses, all those who have the ability to use magic are committed to pursuing powerful power, knowledge of hidden taboos, and a better understanding of the nature of magic. Even at all costs and by any means, just to be able to defeat the opponent.

In this regard, the powerful empires of our early human beings 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 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 material world.

The Netheril Empire is proficient in the art of making magic devices. Our 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 transformed into extremely rare magic skills in the wild desert? Remarkable dust.

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

Because they lack the reverence for magic, 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 except spells and don't care, such a madman who loses his mind, how can he even talk about it? What seeks arcane truth?They have already lost themselves.

They are like a tragedy staged 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. "

"This is the end of my words. After all, I should have died thousands of years ago, but I was trapped in the material world by an unwilling obsession. Seeing you, the obsession in my heart dissipated. Goodbye, Bu Lion, descendant of the empire, may the arcane be with you. If given the chance, we may be able to meet in Elysium in other ways."

After the Grand Arcanist finished speaking, he turned around resolutely, followed by his golem.

Immediately afterwards, a colorful portal emerged from the stone picture frame on the west wall.

Through the light of the portal, Brian saw that it was an idyllic scene shining with life and beauty all the time.

Elysium, home of the Merciful of infinite mercy.

The moment the Grand Arcanist stepped into the portal with his golem, three blazing servants holding holy swords and flapping their snow-white wings appeared at the other end, welcoming the Grand Arcanist.

"I will keep your words in my heart..."

Brian glanced at the portal that was about to disappear and the back of Grand Arcanist Opus with a complicated expression, and saluted respectfully.

Facing such a generous grand arcanist, he suddenly felt guilty because his words were too strong.

However, even if he learned the truth, he would still choose his own path without hesitation.

Of course, in other words, if it weren't for his tough attitude, it is very likely that he would not be recognized by the other party.

In short, this is a grand arcanist who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

Recalling the steady stream of messages just now, like a flood, ignoring his own spiritual defenses and rushing into his mind in waves, Brian felt that if necessary in the future, he would not mind helping the one he recognized. Descendants of Netheril.

Without thinking too much, he came to the sarcophagus with Helliste, ignored the funerary objects, and took the lead in putting away the two books and the second scroll of Nether that he had obtained in his life.

Looking at the three items in his hands, Brian's mood was surprisingly calm, as if they were ordinary things.

This made him faintly feel that his state of mind was slowly changing, and was developing towards a rational direction that would not be tempted by any external objects.

He put away the Nether Scroll that recorded the knowledge of advanced creation, and looked at the two magic books with black covers.

Because of the blessing of constant magic, they will not be burned by flames or soaked in water, nor will they decay over time.

Oppas' Golem Handbook
Type: Wonder

Quality: Golden·Legendary

Explanation: A golem is an automatically constructed creature created by magic power. To create a golem, it must involve the use of powerful magic and elemental power. The activation power of a golem is the soul and refinement from the earth elemental world. Transformed soul spar.The process of creating a golem is, simply put, the process of incorporating an unwilling soul into an artificial object and forcing it to act at the behest of the golem's creator.

During the period of Netheril, the great arcanist Opus, who was proficient in the school of creation, studied the advanced knowledge of creation in the scrolls of Netheril, and recorded in this book the methods and spells necessary to make various golems.

effect:

After a golem is finished, you can tear a page from this magic book, let the page be swallowed by magic flames, and when you sprinkle the ashes of the page on the body of the golem, you can use it without any cost, Perform an activation ritual for the golem.

Note: Different types of pages will recover in different times after being torn out.

Lesser Golem: per day (3/3 times).

Intermediate Golem: monthly (3/3 times).

Higher Golem: Yearly (3/3 times).

Legendary Golem: Every 10 years (3/3 times).

Remarks: When you activate the golem through this book, there is a certain chance for the golem to awaken its own consciousness and personality. The higher the level of the golem, the higher the chance of awakening.

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Seeing this golem manual, Brian couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Making a golem requires at least three steps.

First, its body is built, a job that requires great skill in carving, stonework, ironwork, or surgery.

Golem makers are sometimes master artists themselves, but most who make golems hire a corresponding master craftsman to do the job.

Brian does the same, leaving this step to professionals who specialize in stone art or stone carving.

After the body is made of clay, flesh, steel, or stone, the second step is for the golem maker to infuse it with essence and soul spar from the elemental plane of earth.

This process is mainly used to bind the spirit or soul in an artificial body.

And the third step is to hold an awakening ceremony for the golem, which is to activate the spirit or soul spar bound in the body, so that the golem obeys the creator's will.

In the ritual of activating the golem, at least the six-ring spell command, the eighth-ring spell transform everything, and the seven-ring spell limited wish.

At the same time, the creator will also be absorbed with weak life energy, which is experience value in the words of their players.

In Bryan's impression, a low-level golem needs to cost 1000 experience points, and the original residents without an experience system consume life energy equivalent to two days of their personal lifespan to make a low-level golem.

From this we can see the importance of this book. Most importantly, it also records many types of golems that even he doesn't know.

Such as: dark golems, shadow steel golems, rainbow light golems, brass golems, etc., and even low-level construction puppets like Hammer and Crusher for mining and transportation.

Brian put away the golem manual solemnly and looked at the next book.

Although this ordinary magic book does not look thick, when he flipped through it, he was immediately stunned by the rich knowledge system in the field of creation.

This made him faintly feel that this book is probably the so-called inheritance item that the great arcanist Opus said.

Because it not only records a lot of hard-core knowledge about the arcanist's creation field and the author's own opinions, but also leaves all the spells mastered by the great arcanist during his lifetime, as well as ten-ring and eleven-ring spells.

For Brian, this is simply a priceless treasure.

It's no wonder that this generous archarcanist tested his determination in the pursuit of the arcane.

At the same time, in this book, Brian also found the truth of the small plane.

Origin of the Demiplanes
Rating: 11
Domain of Creation (Conjuration)
Spellcraft DC: 25
Composition: V, S, M
Casting time: 30 days and 11 minutes
Range: None
target: none
Duration: Permanent

Immunities: None
Spell Resistance: None
Source: Unknown

Research requirements: 225000 gold coins, 5 days, 90000 experience points.

要素：创造（DC21），永久持续*5，施法时间10分钟（DC-20），施法时间30天（DC-60）。

Effect: Create a demiplane with a radius of 0.5 meters centered on the caster's position.

Note: This spell is used to create a stable, tiny demiplane, and you can only cast this spell while on the Ethereal Plane.

When you complete the spell, the density of your location increases rapidly until the starting point of the demiplane is created, and this point then grows outward at a rate of 3 cm per day until it reaches the area determined by the spell.

This demiplane consists of raw, raw matter—no air, water, terrain relief, or living things of any kind (such as plants), nor structures of any kind (such as buildings, roads, walls, or the like), and you must Use other spells to create these things (if you want).You can increase the size of the demiplane by casting this spell again, increasing the volume by 5 meters each time you cast the spell (but you also cannot change the environment of the plane.)
Note: Any creature with the ability to move between planes can freely enter and exit this demiplane—as long as they know the location.

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(End of this chapter)