Eriele was still sitting upright, but her drooping eyelids trembled slightly.

"You may think that what I'm talking about is just a fallacy, a lie to shake you, but in fact, ideal is different from truth. Although it always seems perfect, it is not realistic because of this." Edward continued, and seemed to be unconscious of whether he was eating and talking about it was very unimportant: "Truth exists, and what exists is truth, and ideals often destroy part of existence. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are opposites, so whether they maintain justice or goodness, strength is to eliminate obstacles. The so-called ideal is just an end."

"So, my ideal is relatively simple... Just like I said, live for what I decide, even pointing at the Styx and swearing, love those who love me, hate me..."

His words slowly became lighter, but this slight sound seemed to bring layers of echoes in the narrow room - certain forces flowed at the bottom of the deep and infinite abyss, rushing over the lofty and vast prehistoric world, running through the soul veins of the entire universe, quietly rolling up a wave, and using the power of the origin of this world to respond to human words.

Edward's mouth silently curled a happy smile.

Originally, the casual oath of Styx was just a gimmick to deceive Glazt, so he said a nonsense without thinking. However, at that time, he discovered some unexpected result - when the sentence "love the person I love" was said, he could clearly feel the trembling of his soul in his body.

The soul is responding to this vow...

At this moment, when the soul is calm and repeating this vow, he can feel... more clearly the wonderful connection - scattered in some places thousands of miles away. But recently, the clearest one is just a close distance.

Or, this cannot represent any change, but just the fact of existence is enough to make Edward excited.

"Persist and cherish what we think is good and right, and give for it...this is the meaning of life. And what we do is not different." The wonderful change has attracted some attention, or finally unable to endure the endless nonsense of the human being...Eriel sent a cold motto in his spirit.

"So you want to say, the same destination is the same? I hope so."

In a few bites, Edward put the remaining food in his hand into his stomach. He smiled and didn't seem to mind that his remarks ended: "Well. Speaking of which, since those demons can re-extend their tentacles into the main material plane, is there any way to let the gods now wash you and feel the prayers of the believers?"

"There are... methods of connecting the main material plane through special magic circles are actually common. The power of God can naturally return, as long as we are willing to cooperate. It is enough by creating a sacred land." Eriele finally opened his eyes. A hint of surprise was hidden in his eyes: "Pandorian's barrier to divine power is only limited to this plane. As long as the gods descend their clones, they can naturally break this obstacle in the previous few times, but it is quite difficult."

“How difficult is it?”

"Because it is impossible to use any divine power, a large magic array needs to be built, which is quite complex in scale. It may take at least one ten days, if the materials are sufficient." Eriele said: "This magic array requires the use of star gold, and all the light points need to be built with mitr silver or Haohuo copper. However, some key things are quite rare in the main material plane, but it may also be the only way to make up for the current difficulties."

"Can you show me the pattern of the magic array?"

"You'd better stop thinking about anything greedy." Looking at his smile, Ariele pursed his lips, but finally reached out to draw a complex figure in the air. As the pale fingertips slide, large pieces of text also appeared in the air, occupying almost two or three feet of space.

In Edward's eyes, silver light flashed, imprinting the pattern in his memory. Self-hypnosis expanded his abilities to the extreme, and this process took him only ten seconds.

"Let's take a break. If you keep talking like this, you'll be in the place."

He said this, not caring about the fact that he was the only one disturbing the tranquility around him from beginning to end.

Sitting on the stone bed with his legs crossed, his breathing began to silence, just like Ariele in front of him, but unlike the meditation used to restore energy, the power of divine power flowed around his body, accelerating the operation of spiritual energy at an incredible speed. Only in an instant, his spirit had left his body and ran away along the veins of this world.

The distance is not far away.

At least it did not transcend this plane as imagined.

When Edward appeared in an image similar to a spirit but more transparent, he was a little surprised - in fact, he just tried it casually, but he didn't expect that the remote vision technique would be successful. Looking around, he noticed that he had arrived at a laboratory similar to a wizard. The dark light was shrouded in the darkness of equipment, and liquid or gas was bubbled in the crystal vessel.

It should be a strange place, but for some reason, it seems to have some inexplicable familiarity.

Several crystals were floating in front of him, outlining some faces, as if they were telling certain things, some were humans, some were similar to humans, and some had three noses and six eyes, with no personal shape at all.

He listened carefully in his mind, but the other party seemed to have not given him this opportunity.

"shut up."

The mage standing quietly in front of the spiritual body of the psychic warlock spoke, and his voice was very slow with fatigue, but after the sound fell, all the noise disappeared.

"I am not in the mood to listen to your complaints, no matter how many difficulties you have, what I need is real material. Difficulties? I still need you to do things that are not hindered. You can do it now in this position, so that you can do these things at this time. You have enjoyed enough, and now it is the time to pay the price."

"But... But your tutor, you should know that even in the sacred temple, there is only a little bit of Star Gold. If I transfer it at will, I will be discovered in a day...ahhhhhhh..."

The screams obliterated the speaker's voice. Even through a layer of magical conduction device, the heart-wrenching and painful sound was terrifying.

So the psychic warlock frowned—not because of the harsh scream, but because of a word that the man said accidentally before the scream.

The heavy light of the communication crystal completely disappeared, and the mage gasped for several heavy breaths.

He began to recite a spell slowly, which was very short. But he also recited it very slowly. In conjunction with an extremely complicated gesture, his five fingers trembled like an insect's arthropod. Finally, as a syllable was spit out, a halo was lit around him. The light was so bright that it almost made the dark red mage robe like a ball of fire.

Then he sighed and recited another spell, so the light weakened again, and finally he returned to his original state, as if nothing had happened.

After doing everything, he looked at himself and finally reached out to hold a piece of crystal in front of him.

The light in the room seemed to suddenly go out.

Although it was actually just an illusion, just a shadow condensed on the crystal. But when the eyes fell on the blue-blue black, it made people feel that it was not an illusion, because the flashing black was so deep that imagination could absorb all the light and even attract people's gaze.

"Master, I'm sorry, I failed." Thomas bowed to the darkness and whispered.

"Has he seen through your words? Impossible. I set your mental protection ability very complicated. With his thin skills, it is impossible to break through." The voice coming from the darkness was cold and stiff, which shocked Edward, because it was vaguely Pan Duorion who had talked to Edward before. However, he was not using the words of the mind at this moment, so the voice became more monotonous and stereotyped. The tones were extremely standard, but they were more stiff, just like the sound pre-stored in the translator in Edward's memory.

"Yes, my master. He didn't make any breakthrough, but... he ignored any of my words at all, just locked me up, so I..."

"You ran away? You Salisa, Ella...well, you stupid fool! Why are you leaving there?"

"But... that little guy didn't have any interest in my surrender at all. He didn't even use any means to test me. He just told me..."

"That little devil was originally trying to test you! If you suddenly surrender like this, no matter who it is, you will doubt it! How could that cunning little devil not doubt it? Of course, he deliberately imprisoned you and then saw if you would escape! As a result, your stupid kid really ran away!"

The voice in the dark was so angry that his voice was still cold and without any emotion, but his speech had become fast, and there were some weird characters that could not be distinguished.

Edward focused on distinguishing, but could only hear that the character's voice was subtle and complicated, completely different from the way humans pronounced, as if dozens of people were uttering it together and overlapping it, trembling with various lingering sounds.

Thomas lowered his head and let the darkness pour out his anger on his face. Until the voice stopped, he spoke, "Your servant is incompetent, but the master..."

He didn't finish his words, and the black aura was obviously not interested in listening to his next flattery:

"Forget it, it would be even more strange if you don't escape in that situation, because you guy did something wrong from the beginning, idiot, can't you just summon a few demons to chase you? Then release the spells on your body? You can't even imagine such a simple strategy?"

"Please forgive me, my master, I don't have experience in this area..."

"madness."

"I'm sorry, my master, this failure made me feel ashamed of myself, losing a floating city, and not being able to complete the master's orders-I cannot forgive myself for such stupid actions. Please allow me to commit suicide and apologize."

"It's even more useless if you die." The sound in the dark shadow became even more dry, like a friction rusty saw blade: "Go and prepare me the offerings, a little more, the quality is the best."|

"This...I will prepare. But in this way, I may not be able to return to you and obey orders for the time being. In the current situation... although my servants have been enough to replace me with some vulgar work, I..."

"Enough! You don't need to consider these things!"

“Good plan…”

The angry conversation ended here abruptly, and when the shadow disappeared silently, the psychic sage slightly lowered his head, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, silently giving out a praise.

Thomas's approach this time must have been intentional.

With the talent of a great wizard, he could of course guess why Edward locked up the surrendered person without hesitation, and even guessed what he was about to do... but the great wizard did not stay.

In fact, no matter who it is, as long as a normal person encounters the same situation as him, 80% of them will do this - those real idiots who cannot see the problem will not be said, and they will definitely choose to escape. But even if the problem can be seen, what if? Apart from masochism, who would be willing to stay in the enemy's prison and face the fate of being tortured and likely to die?

The practice of lip service is actually not surprising. Anyone who is smart will choose to do this.

But Thomas's actions did not seem to be a slander. At least any person who silly disobeyed would calculate the consequences to make the superficial problems pass. Otherwise, the problems seen by others would be better to turn against each other and there would be no need to use such boring means.

What does he want to do?

While thinking, the mage had left the room.

Outside the room was a wide corridor, and at the end was a portal... The smooth rocky ground and the subtle or rough runes on the walls made the mind of the psychic warlock following him move in the heart.

He remembered the wonderful familiar feeling, where did it come from.

It is the runes here, the shape of the ceiling, the floor tiles, the magic light and shadow on the door of the magic door... He has been here. He has walked through similar corridors and doors, and has a desperate battle and a wonderful experience. The reason why he feels familiar is that some of his own home are similar-

This is the Tower of Heavenly Ting.

But why did Thomas come to such a place? And from the area in and out, he is not a guest who lives here for the time being, but a real and powerful senior management.

He also had a disguised identity in the Empire? Or was he originally a spy sent by the Empire to Touminis?

No matter which one it is, this is very interesting.

After two similar structures, the great wizard finally appeared in a vast space... This is a room as big as half a stadium. However, there is nothing inside at this moment, only a few constant light dance techniques floating in the space illuminating the empty space.

But Edward's eyes were quickly attracted by the things in the room.

There is a huge magic circle on the ground of the room.

It was an extremely complicated giant formation that occupied almost the entire ground of the hall. Although judging from the dim magic array veins on the shadow, the magic array has not been completed, but the gems, magic crystals and various precious materials nested on it can be regarded as priceless... Just the silver lines constructed into each vein were completely cast from Mithril. If this magic array of two or three hundred feet is gathered, it is probably not at least twenty or thirty pounds of Mithril!

As for the other precious magic materials, let alone... just at the five central veins, the Beijuli gems that exudes a lake-green luster are not objects that can be measured by money.

But these are not the reasons why Edward was attracted.

The shape of that magic array looks very familiar.

Edward did not study much about magic circles because he had a very poor attainment in magic. He had not even chosen the faction he liked, let alone making magic items. He was neither used nor had time to learn. The only few magic circles that were familiar with were just to understand when he was building defenses in his mage tower.

But he still felt familiar with this magic circle, because just a moment ago, he had just seen something very similar to it, which was what Ariele said, the magic circle that could connect to the divine world.

Although the scale of this magic array seems to be much larger than that, and may not be much different in some details, Edward can still determine its function, which is to connect the outer ring surface and create a magic array in a place of protection.

So Thomas, it was intentional.

He wanted to use this excuse to leave Pan Duorion and find a suitable reason for his actions... From this, it is inferred that Pan Duorion should have monitored the actions of the great master, but he did not - at least he did not completely control his resistance. So when the situation changed, the great master began to find his own way out.

But, if this retreat is a god, then which one will it be?
Chapter completed!