This Astral Plane seemed to be a universe, but it wasn't the universe that Roland knew from his normal worldview.
At least in the universe, there wouldn't be so many bugs floating around, and there wouldn't be some weird fragments of life, or time fragments, and there wouldn't be unknown, completely incomprehensible ravings and mutterings.
"Everything in the Astral Plane is dangerous." Mordenkainen pointed to the armored maggots in the distance. "These bugs can eat almost everything except spatial magic. When I first came to the Astral Plane, I didn't know the characteristics of these things and was almost swallowed by them. "
Roland looked at the bugs in the distance. Players could resurrect, and the margin for error was almost unlimited, so he didn't have a very intuitive sense of danger, but the thin barrier in the air aroused his curiosity.
A barrier formed by spatial magic?
This kind of magic was the most stable, like a diamond in nature, so it was difficult to change their shape and "transform" them into what one wanted. However, once the transformation was successful, the barrier created by spatial magic power was almost the sturdiest.
How did Mordenkainen do this, distorting spatial magic with pure powerful mental power?
As Roland pondered, his gaze was once again drawn to the four giant buildings in the distance of the floating city.
There didn't seem to be anyone else on this floating city, so what was the point of building such a large building?
Storing gold coins and wealth, books?
"You seem to be very interested in the buildings over there?" Mordenkainen asked with a smile.
Roland nodded.
Curiosity was curiosity, and there was no shame in admitting it.
Lamia smiled mischievously on the side.
Mordenkainen smiled and snapped his fingers.
A few seconds passed, and there seemed to be no movement.
But Mordenkainen and Lamia both looked calm.
After another ten seconds, Roland finally realized something was wrong.
A black 'line' appeared beneath the huge building in the distance.
Moreover, this line was faintly twisting and gradually growing larger.
At this time, Roland also felt some faint tremors on the ground, and as time passed, the tremors became more and more obvious, and the black line in the distance gradually became clear.
They were all steel puppets, and there was no end to them. It was as if a tsunami was crashing over.
There was a rumbling sound.
These puppets were all animal forms designed with bionics.
Wolves, lions, leopards, bears, giant spiders, and a large number of birds of prey in the air. They looked like animals, but they had a lot of extra 'equipment'.
For example, the sharp blades on the hind arms of the wolf claws and the spikes on the spiders. Roland had no doubt that these spikes could be launched.
The lion had a pair of steel wings on its back, so it should be able to fly for a short period of time.
These activations could be found on every type of steel puppet.
At the same time, there were magic patterns on the bodies of these puppets, which should be the reason why they could move. At the same time, Roland believed that those iron puppets all had the ability to cast spells. Mordenkainen must've engraved one or two spell models inside the bodies of those puppets. When necessary, those puppets could be forced to cast spells.
These puppets ran in front of them and surrounded them.
The ground shook violently, and the countless puppets brought with them the unique smell of steel rust. They were drowned by the sea of puppets, and other than the Astral World above their heads, their vision was blocked.
How many steel puppets were there? A hundred thousand? A million?
Roland subconsciously licked his lips. "These armaments of yours can easily destroy the most powerful country in the world."
As long as the floating city stopped above a strategic location and then airdropped these puppets, no country in the human world could stop them. None!
In that case … there didn't seem to be any legends of Hero Knights in the era when Mordenkainen was active.
It would be strange if there were. With such powerful armaments, and when Mordenkainen was at his peak, he even dared to fight the Goddess of Fortune. If a mere Devil King dared to come to the surface, it would be good enough if he wasn't captured for human experiments. There was no way that Hero and Knight would show up.
Mordenkainen laughed. "This is just my work in a fit of pique. Back then, there was a very powerful Summoner who was arrogant in front of me, saying that summoning was the most powerful profession, that he could drown everything with endless summons, and then he came to trouble me every day. I wasn't convinced. We Mages don't have high Charisma, so the creatures we summon aren't strong and obedient, but we can make them ourselves. "
Roland was speechless. Although this Mordenkainen was ridiculously strong, his unwillingness to admit defeat was similar to that of a child.
However, it might also be because of this personality that he was able to help all mages walk a special path.
Roland said with some admiration, "From the looks of it, you must have beaten that Summoner."
"Of course." Mordenkainen snapped his fingers, and the puppets began to retreat in an orderly manner.
They returned to the giant buildings.
"Actually, I was at a disadvantage at first, because my puppets were broken and couldn't be urgently repaired on the battlefield, and he just had to summon them hard." Mordenkainen chuckled. "So I later invented self-repair technology, and as long as the puppets stored enough magic power, they could repair themselves without limit. Then I drowned the Summoner with a sea of puppets. "
At this point, Mordenkainen chuckled. "In this world, there is nothing that we Mages can't do, only things that we can't think of for the time being."
Although Mordenkainen was very old and looked weak as if he might die at any moment, even when he said this, his voice was very soft, and even that "heh" laughter was very soft. It seemed to have no strength at all.
But Roland still heard the untamed undertone in his words.
Because the smell was too strong, too obvious.
Very strong!
Roland clicked his tongue inwardly, a little envious.
He had always known that Mages were strong, but to what extent, and what a top Mage big shot was like, he had never had an intuitive impression.
Now he knew.
It was just one man forming an army, one man destroying a country, and one man rebelling against the gods.
Seeing that Roland didn't speak, Mordenkainen continued, "I can see that you have a very good foundation, even better than when I was young, and you can go very smoothly on your own in the future. What I can teach you is just some techniques that you don't know, such as automatic repair technology and so on."
Roland nodded.
Then Mordenkainen took out a booklet from his robe, handed it to Roland, and said, "People have bad memories when they get old and forget things easily. This thing should have been given to you a few days ago, but I forgot and put it off until now!"
It was a booklet without a title.
In Mordenkainen's time, because of the extreme lack of papermaking, the price of white paper was three times that of the same weight of gold.
This thick booklet alone was worth at least ten gold coins.
"Thank you, old man." Roland didn't open it. After all, the Chinese had a traditional habit of not opening gifts in person, and he guessed that this was Mordenkainen's personal notebook.
"These are some of the problems I encountered when I built the floating city, and some of the mistakes I made. You can take a look."
Roland took a deep breath.
Roland had now seen the huge role of the floating city, and Mordenkainen hadn't fully played the true role of the floating city.
This was not only an airship, but also an aerial fortress and a city!
Of course, it wasn't that Mordenkainen didn't understand the true role of the floating city, but that he was used to facing everything alone.
After all, he was a loner.
With this notebook, Roland didn't dare say that he would be able to build a floating city soon, but at least there was this possibility, and it was very likely.
"Your current strength is still far from being able to build a floating city, but it doesn't matter, you have the talent." Mordenkainen patted Roland on the shoulder and said, "I'm optimistic about you, don't fall early."
Roland wanted to say that he was a Golden Son, a player, and couldn't die.
But after thinking about it, he decided not to.
After getting this notebook on the floating city, Roland knew that he had made a killing on this quest.
Not to mention the EXP gained after completing an Epic-level quest, just the automatic item repair technology and the magic sword crafting technology alone were worth more than a complete flower of the World Tree, and even if it wasn't higher, it was about the same level.
And this notebook that recorded the experience of building a floating city, Roland didn't want to trade it even if he had five flowers of the World Tree.
Although he was quite displeased before that he had been turned into a marionette by the Great Benediction, now Roland just wanted to say … if there was another gain like this, please do it again!
The floating city then "drifted" casually in the Astral Plane for a while, and the strange murmurs that were everywhere in the Astral Plane grew louder and louder.
Roland already found it a little ear-piercing, and Lamia on the side couldn't take it anymore. She began to cover her ears, her expression quite uncomfortable.
But this strange murmur and ravings directly affected the mind and soul, and covering one's ears was completely useless.
It all depended on the mental strength of the person being attacked!
Mordenkainen walked over and smiled. "You know it's dangerous for you here, but you still came."
"But I really like the Astral Plane," Lamia said miserably as she squatted on the ground.
Mordenkainen clicked the controller of the floating city, and the surroundings twisted again … Soon they were back above the city, and then the entire floating city once again entered stealth.
Taking the two back to the manor, Mordenkainen let Lamia rest first, then said to Roland, "You go back too, I'm a little tired, I'll continue to discuss magic concepts with you tomorrow."
Roland nodded and left the manor.
He subconsciously looked at the sky … There were blue skies and white clouds above, and at first glance, there was nothing.
But Roland knew that there was a huge floating city parked above, larger than the entire city.
"I wish I had one too," Roland muttered.
He opened the guild chat system and found that it was in an uproar.
Looking at the time at the back of the chat history, most of them were from two or three hours ago.
Li Lin: "F * ck me, why is it dark?"
Li Lin: "Am I seeing things? There's a continent floating above."
Betta: "I saw it too, what's going on?"
Brazil: "It's not a quest plot or something, is it?"
Husseret: "I don't know, why don't you ask the amazing Roland at this time, Roland."
About a few minutes later.
Li Lin: "Roland isn't talking, this probably has something to do with him … F * ck, the continent is gone."
Husseret: "Roland hasn't said anything yet, it must have something to do with him." The surrounding residents were quite settled. I asked them, this is the floating city of some big shot in the city.
Betta: "Brother Roland is so awesome, he didn't inherit some cliché plot like some ancient magic heritage, did he?"
Brazil: "It's hard to say … it might be true."
Seeing this, Roland couldn't help but say inside: "If I can get that floating city, I can destroy Hollevin by myself."
Then soon people in the guild popped up, and everyone typed question marks.
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