Chapter 666

Ren rarely used the Arcane Torrent Staff, and Raistlin also had a better Endless Storm, so it would be a waste to keep it in his hands. Why not give the staff to Polaris to improve her strength.

He doesn't want any accidents for such a talented and capable student, the sooner he grows up, the better.

In addition to the staff, Renn also gave her twenty blood of the sun.

Half of it is for Polaris's own use, so that she can break through to the legendary wizard as soon as possible; the remaining half is used for her further research on the blood knight.

When the witch took the blood of the sun, the eyes of the soul saw her emotional ups and downs, and seemed to be thinking about many things.

Unsurprisingly, Polaris put the potions to good use, to great effect.

Ren pretended not to know, and she naturally had a sense of proportion in her heart.

"Be careful yourself." Ren warned very seriously: "Whether it is the blood knight or the clues of the floating city, they are not as important to me as you. If you can't do anything, give up immediately. I have invested so much effort and resources in cultivating you , It’s all in vain if you don’t want to.”

Polaris bit her lips lightly, bowed and said, "Yes, I will definitely live up to the teacher's expectations."

"Um."

When she looked up, she found that Ren had turned back into Raistlin again, and said to herself, "Let's go out."

He removed the soundproof force field and walked out of the room.

The six Wezeland wizards were all sitting in the yard, and when they saw the two coming out, they got up and called out, "Lord Raistlin."

Raistlin glanced across the crowd.

They are all between the ages of thirty and forty-five, four men and two women, all of them are high-level wizards, one is seventh-level, three are eighth-level, and two are nine-level. The most powerful Wimodo is very hopeful to be promoted to a legendary wizard.

Those who can become Wezeland wizards are naturally talented people.

At the beginning, these people followed Chairman Madera to Shield Island just to go further on the road of magic, hoping to win a place in a new floating city.

"You should have heard Polaris say that after repelling the Scourge, the Grand Chancellor pardoned your crimes and you can become a member of the Wizards of Wedzeland again." Raistlin looked at these wizards, their faces Full of guilt.

The leader, Wimodo, replied: "Your Excellency Raistlin, we have no face to return to Wezeland until we find the floating city of Xinxiang."

"We've already talked to Ms. Polaris, and we'll go to the Karnold Icefield with her."

Several wizards nodded again and again.

Seeing their determination, Raistlin's eyes flashed with approval. These people just had different positions before, but they didn’t make any big mistakes in principle. They can be trusted and have high talent potential. It would be a good choice if they could be recruited.

As one's own power becomes stronger and stronger, there are more and more things to do, and it is no longer enough to only have a few students to help.

"This time with Polaris, it's a test for you."

Raistlin said indifferently: "If you behave well, I will not only support you to return to Wedzeland, but also give you a chance to accomplish your goals in Shield Island back then."

The eyes of many people in Weimo widened.

Goals on Shield Island?

Isn't that opening up a new city and building a floating city!

Their breathing suddenly became rapid, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope after a complete failure. Is Wezeland going to rebuild the floating city on Shield Island? Or did Raistlin have this plan with his teacher, the Speaker Wren?

It was also the first time that Polaris knew of Ren's plan, and bursts of excitement burst into his eyes.

"Work hard, the teacher is waiting for your good news in Modu."

After Raistlin hinted, he waved open a portal and stepped in, appearing beside the blood elf mage Ocule.

Ocule was resting on a terrace, when he saw Raistlin appear, he was startled.

As the chief teleporter of Santera's residence, he didn't have any warning about Raistlin's everywhere, and he didn't understand how the other party anchored his position and teleported here precisely.

"Lord Raistlin." The blood elf stood up and greeted.

"Your Majesty Okule, please send me away," Raistlin said expressively.

Ocule looked at Raistlin who was alone, and couldn't help feeling a little strange, "Miss Polaris and those wizards..."

"They want to stay in Santera's residence for a few more days. I also have business to go to the Underdark, so I can't take them back to Wezeland. I hope this won't disturb you," Raistlin explained.

Ocule froze for a moment.

The blood elves grounded these human wizards because they didn't want them to reveal the existence of Santera's residence after they went out. Countess Livlin agreed to let them go because of Raistlin's face and the promise of Wezeland's support. .

Unexpectedly, these wizards were unwilling to leave.

"Sorry, I need to ask the Countess for instructions." Okule sent away after expressing his apology, and returned soon, smiling: "My Lady Countess agrees. Please rest assured, Your Excellency Raistlin, Ms. Polaris and all wizards are Sang The distinguished guests of Terra's residence can stay as long as they want, and they can leave at any time later."

"Thank you." Raistlin nodded.

Then he added: "If the floating city attacks Revenge Island, you can contact Wezeland through Polaris."

"The Countess also has the same intention." Okule replied.

After the agreement between the two parties was completed, the blood elf mage personally sent Raistlin to the teleportation circle, and sent him out of the Santera residence through the magic gate.

Ocule was still very worried at first, because Raistlin's attainments in teleportation spells were likely to lock the exact location underground where Santera's residence was during the teleportation process. But from the beginning to the end, Raistlin didn't take a second look at the teleportation array, causing Okule to secretly praise this Wezeland wizard as a gentleman.

But what he didn't know was that Raistlin had already grasped the information he wanted the moment he entered Santera's residence from Might and Magic.

In front of the key of the eight-ring gate, all the teleportation arrays are as clear as palm lines.

In the black forest on the ground of Abraken.

Raistlin appeared alone near the big tree with the magic door. He glanced back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

This magic gate seems to be located in the middle of the Abraken Peninsula, but it is actually just a cover. Santra's residence is not directly under the Might and Magic Gate, but more than ten miles to the south, at the southernmost tip of the Abraken Peninsula, near the mouth of the sea where two rivers meet.

Based on the transmission distance and the azimuth angle calculation, Santella's residence is about 600 meters deep underground.

Raistlin had also kept the specific space coordinates in mind.

As long as he wanted, he could ignore the space isolation magic circle that the blood elves spent countless efforts to arrange, and directly teleport into Santera's residence at any time.

This hidden stronghold of the blood elves was like an open door to Raistlin.

He cast a directional teleportation technique, and the figure disappeared.

In the next second, he appeared on the edge of the Black Forest not far away, looking through the bushes a few meters away, which was disguised by Izzyt's "Leomont Shelter".

The dark elf came out of the shelter and said in surprise: "It's back so soon, come in quickly."

Raistlin nodded.

He followed into the shelter, where several teammates were in the warm tent space, and Barack couldn't wait to ask: "Raistlin, what does the secret stronghold of the blood elves look like? Is it in the dungeon of Abraken? "

Athena and Doensos also cast curious eyes.

The giantess had just sensed that Ren was nearby, and she also asked secretly through the soul contract.

Raistlin outlined the experience.

He didn't disclose the location of Santera's residence and the secret of the Blood Knight, but he told the truth about other things, including seeing Polaris and several Wezeland wizards, and that they were going to find the floating city.

Barack shook his head again and again:

"Seven or eight high-level wizards dare to go deep into the Karnold Icefield. Are they tired of living?"

As for the situation inside Santra's residence, according to Raistlin's description, it was the epitome of a normal blood elf city, without the treasure of Abraken.

It was such a disappointment that he had lost much interest.

Raistlin was noncommittal about Barack's evaluation. Polaris' character was very cautious, bold and careful, and he would not die if he was not sure.

Izzet paid more attention to another matter.

"Raistlin, are you planning to open up a new continent?"

There was an inexplicable expectation in the eyes of the dark elf, which made Raistlin a little puzzled. He nodded and replied, "There is indeed such a plan."

"Build a new city, or a floating city? Where do you choose the location? Is this your own plan, or Wezeland's collective will?"

Izzet's eyes lit up and he kept asking questions.

Raistlin was puzzled by his eagerness. Why did he feel that he seemed to be more concerned than himself? After thinking for a while, he said: "This is just my own idea, and it has nothing to do with Wezeland. At present, the whole plan is only a rudimentary. The city should be built first. As for the location, I will choose Shield Island.”

"Shield Island..." Izzet pondered a few times, "Will it be rebuilt on the ruins of the floating city?"

"Not sure yet." Raistlin shook his head.

When the nobles of Modu and the wizards of Wedzeland chose Shield Island, they naturally took a fancy to the excellent location at the west end of Shield Island.

The river separated from Abraken is a natural moat. As long as a city wall is built along the river bank, most of the undead army that crosses the river can be resisted. Fertile land, a territory equivalent to the entire area of ​​Modu, is guaranteed security.

There are many deep-water ports along the long and narrow south coast of Shield Island, which can develop trade and continuously transport people, troops and materials from the New World.

In the future, relying on Shield Island as a base, it will expand westward step by step and establish a new kingdom.

There is no flaw in this plan, it is safe and secure.

However, it was Korsted's conspiracy from the very beginning. The most important part of the floating city went wrong, and years of hard work were in vain. The Floating Void City fell into the hands of the Scourge Legion, and the city was turned into ruins. Everyone was killed, and even the city walls were knocked down by the undead army.

Raistlin naturally did not want to repeat the same mistakes.

However, Shield Island is still the best choice for building a city. If you want to regain this plan, you need to think about it in the long run.

He was still thinking, and Izzet seemed to have made a decision, and said solemnly: "Raistlin, if you build a city on Shield Island, I hope to participate."

Seeing that Raistlin didn't seem to understand, he explained: "To be precise, my clansmen and brothers and I request to be able to participate in the construction of the new city and become the first batch of legal residents."

"Dark elves and demon hunters?" Raistlin was a little surprised.

"yes!"

Izzet nodded lightly, and said with a serious face: "Among my people in the Underdark Region, there are actually quite a few people who yearn for the surface, want to leave the dark underground world, and leave the country full of hatred and killing. They like me. They are kind people, but unfortunately they were born as drow, which makes them very painful."

"For many years, I have been trying to find a place on the surface that can accept my people. I am looking for the Phoenix Crown, and I also want to return the crown to Auroan, and beg the Phoenix King to take in my people."

"And my brothers, those demon hunters."

"They have blood elves and high elves, but they are rejected by their own race and expelled from their hometown. I want to find a new home for my brothers."

"But it's too difficult..."

Speaking of this, Izzet's expression was very depressed.

Raistlin could understand how he felt.

This is a serious stereotype combined with racial discrimination. Dark elves are notorious in Ellen Erth. In the eyes of most people, they are out-and-out evil creatures, sinister and cunning by nature, representing hatred and killing , almost juxtaposed with the devil.

In fact, this is true of dark elf society, but there are always a few good drow.

Ezzet is an example.

However, a few exceptions cannot change the bad reputation of the dark elves. As long as people see them, they will immediately become vigilant.

In this case, it is almost impossible for anyone on the surface to accept the dark elves.

Maybe a few drow can integrate into the surface society, but if their number increases, it will make people sleepless and inevitably cause conflicts.

For someone else, it would be difficult to agree no matter how good the relationship with Izzet is.

Izzet is kind, but he can't guarantee that other dark elves are also good people. As long as a few dark elves have problems, it will cause a crisis of trust.

The same goes for Demon Hunters.

But for Raistlin, it wasn't a problem at all.

The eye of the soul can identify the good and evil tendencies of each dark elf, no evil person can get into the team, and he has no prejudice against demon hunters.

Raistlin asked, "How many of your kindred and brothers are there?"

"Eight hundred to a thousand people."

Izzet was already mentally prepared to be rejected, but in the next second, he heard Raistlin laugh: "Are you so small? I thought you could bring out tens of thousands of drow and help me build A new city on Shield Island."

The dark elf looked astonished.

But he was not dazzled by the sudden good news, and said seriously: "Raistlin, aren't you afraid that there are evil people lurking among my people?"

Raistlin smiled confidently, "I can't guarantee anything else, but no one can hide from my eyes when it comes to discerning good from evil. Izzet, you just need to gather all the clansmen and demon hunters together, the number The more the better, I will take in as many as I have, and I will give you a new home with food and shelter.”

He remembered a sentence from his previous life: Han Xin ordered troops, the more the better!

Izzet was overjoyed immediately, and said happily: "Okay! It just so happens that we have entered the Underdark Region and can contact the clansmen."