A deity's descent would happen occasionally, but not often.
After all, the main plane suppressed the gods, and if they came down in their true form and encountered a malevolent powerhouse, it was easy to screw up.
For example, the Goddess of Fortune thought that she could beat everything when she came down with her true form.
In the end, she couldn't even beat Mordenkainen.
Instead, she returned to the divine realm and reincarnated.
Another large number of evil gods were killed by Melf.
There were also some weak gods who went to the main plane and even disappeared.
They didn't even cause a ripple.
So now few gods dared to come to the main plane with their true forms.
Most of the methods used were like Mystra's, coming over with a projection of divine power. Even if the projection was shattered, it would only lose a little bit of divine power.
Mystra, as the Goddess of Magic, had few believers. She became a god as a human and didn't need the power of faith to slowly grow stronger.
She didn't need believers, so she didn't really like to develop them or respond to them.
If there was, then there was. If there wasn't, then there wasn't.
It didn't matter.
She was very low-key and had no desires.
So, the Goddess of Magic's divine descent was relatively new to many people.
In the minds of Legendary Mages like Alfred, there was a reason for all the actions of the big shots, let alone the gods.
There had to be a very important reason for Mystra's sudden descent.
In the temple, Roland felt the mental power of the Goddess of Magic surrounding him.
She was "watching" him.
The young man next to her had already knelt on one knee, not daring to look up.
Roland looked up at the opening above the temple, the blue female phantom looming.
"We meet again, Goddess Mystra."
"We do indeed meet again." A mature female voice sounded in Roland's mind. "I didn't expect that in less than a year, in this short time, you'd invented another new spell, which left a deep impression on me. So I came to see you again. This reminds me of my past self, before I became a god. "
Huh?
Roland added points to all of his intelligence growth, and this body in the game now had intelligence as high as 14.5. In terms of arithmetic, analysis, and even intuition, it was more than twice as strong as the body on Earth.
Roland estimated that his intelligence on Earth, converted to in-game values, was at most 7.
Therefore, he was now very sensitive to information from the outside world. He could notice even the slightest abnormality.
"The you before you became a god?" Roland was stunned. He narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "Modifying Ice Ring into an ice blade and then fusing the ice blade with the Acid Arrow is easy to say and not too difficult to do. At least for the magic genius who invented Mystra's Sword and Mystra's Mansion back then, it's not a strange thing."
Sword of Mystra was a special summoning spell that summoned the projection of an intelligent epic longsword. The longsword could hover next to the spellcaster and automatically attack the enemy.
When this sword was held in one's hand, it would bestow a rather powerful buff on the wielder, so many times, even a spellcaster who picked up the Sword of Mystra could act as half a Warrior.
It could even be temporarily lent to melee professions.
As for Mystra's Mansion, it was the ultimate life-saving skill that every spellcaster yearned for.
In the Astral World, he created a 3x3x3 meter square safe space and hid in it.
Usually, this space would be stocked with enough food and water, so that he could avoid most dangers.
Normally speaking, it was almost impossible for even a god to find this small square space in the almost infinitely large Astral World.
The "finding" effect of Greater Prophecy was very effective on the main plane, but in the Astral World, even if one knew the direction, one couldn't go there.
The Astral World was too big, and the distance was too far.
Along the way, there were a large number of astral insects wandering in the Astral World.
So, in theory, this Mystra's Mansion was the strongest life-saving spell.
Roland didn't believe that Mystra, who invented Mystra's Mansion and Mystra's Sword, would find the spell Kill You Three Thousand amazing.
Hearing Roland's words, the Goddess of Magic was silent for a moment, then asked, "Roland, do you know what a god is?"
"A more powerful creature?" Roland asked back, not very confident.
"Very typical Mage thinking." There was a smile in the Goddess of Magic's voice. "You're right to put it that way. If that's the case, the ancient dragons powerful enough to enter the Astral World physically can also be called gods. But they're not. The so-called gods are powerful creatures that have mastered the laws and condensed them into Divine Sparks. "
"Divine Sparks are powerful things that can freely use the power of the laws that have been mastered." There was a faint sense of loss in the Goddess of Magic's words. "But Divine Sparks are also a cage that prevents gods from using only what is known in the laws and the knowledge that their believers already know."
Knowledge that is already known in the laws and the believers already know?
Roland froze for a moment, then there was a sudden sound in his mind, as if lightning had cut through the darkness.
He clapped his hands. "Divine Sparks limit your creativity. God of Magic … you only know the magic that you already know, and your creativity, your ability to invent, are all limited by Divine Sparks. "
"How clever." The huge female shadow in midair nodded slightly at Roland. "As you said, I used to be a genius, and I could invent and create magic. But now, the laws prevent me from doing these things anymore. Isn't it ridiculous that I can only use the magic that I know! "
Roland was silent.
The Goddess of Magic's words revealed a lot of amazing information.
The laws of this world seemed to lift a corner of their skirt for him.
Gods were limited by the laws and Divine Sparks, so it went on like this.
Could it be that the two super geniuses, Mordenkainen and Melf, didn't become gods like Mystra because … they already knew the limits of the gods?
Was it more important to explore the true meaning of magic than an endless lifespan and great power?
Seeing Roland's silence, the Goddess of Magic continued, "You are the most talented Mage in the last three hundred years or so. More than a year ago, several different spell models were sacrificed to me, but later I found that their sacrificers seemed to be very stupid and couldn't have invented those spells at all. Now seeing your sacrifice, I find that these new spells that have emerged all have the same style, so those spell models are actually your work, right? "
"If you're talking about blue fireballs and the like, they are indeed mine."
"Very good." The Goddess of Magic's voice gradually became lighter. "Roland, let's make a deal. If you sincerely believe in me, I'll give you one-tenth of my life force, which will be at least two thousand years of life, how about it? "
"You want the knowledge in my head?" Roland asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Mystra's figure descended from the air, and the blue illusory hands made up of pure mental power closed as if to hold Roland up. "As long as you become my believer, I can also use the knowledge you've learned. I can feel that there is a fairly complete system of knowledge in the spell models you sacrificed. I want it. "
Roland looked at the hands on his left and right that were gradually coming together, and he subconsciously stepped back.
It was this action that caused the Goddess of Magic's folded hands to stop.
Two seconds later, the illusory blue hands slowly withdrew.
"Don't you want a long life? And when my vitality recovers later, I can still transfer the divine vitality to you, and in theory, your life can be as long as mine. "
The Goddess's voice seemed a little beaten and a little muffled.
Roland still shook his head. "Before that, I'd like to ask, after accepting your divine power, can I still invent and create magic, and will I be restricted by the laws like you?"
The blue female illusory figure was motionless, and after a while, she said faintly, "You guessed right. Once you accept my divine vitality, you will theoretically be half of me, or my child, and of course you will be subject to the same restrictions as me."
"Then forgive me for refusing."
Without hesitation, Roland took a few more steps back.
"Alas …" Mystra let out a long sigh. "It's rare to see someone with such an interesting system of knowledge and who knows magic. But this is fine, as long as you continue to study magic, you will know more and more. When hundreds of years later, when you grow old, when you become afraid of death, will you still refuse my deal? "
"We'll talk about it then."
"But I'm not interested in an old soul."
Mystra's voice gradually faded, and the blue female illusory figure disappeared.
A large purple gem appeared on the sacrificial altar.
Roland looked at it and found that it was a magic material.
Item: Flawless Purple Crystal
Effect: When carried, the effect of defensive spells is + 20%, and the cost is reduced by 10%. It can also be used as a special magic material and as an advanced catalyst during enchantment.
Roland put the purple crystal into his Backpack.
It was similar to the gem he got with the water-making spell last time.
This special gem was quite rare in the main plane.
Even if it could be used to build magic equipment, it could also be used as a material and was very valuable.
Roland didn't feel that he had lost out.
Then he turned around, and Roland's temporary cleric was still kneeling on the ground.
The expression on his face was quite excited, and he murmured to himself with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't recovered from the excitement of seeing a god.
Roland ignored him and turned around to leave the temple. As a result, as soon as he left, he saw a huge blue firebird, letting out a clear cry, swooping down from the sky and landing on the ground, turning into Andonara, who was holding a longsword.
When she saw Roland, she rushed over and threw herself into Roland's arms, her body trembling.
"You scared me just now." Andonara lay in Roland's arms for a long time before she calmed down. "I thought the Goddess of Magic was going to take you away."
At first, when Andonara discovered that the Goddess of Magic had descended, she didn't feel anything.
She was a Warrior, a Great Swordsman, so even if Mystra had descended, it wouldn't arouse her interest, and she didn't even want to join in the fun and take a second look.
But after a while, she suddenly remembered that Roland had gone in that direction.
And Roland had said before that she had said something about the spirit of the Goddess of Magic descending when he sacrificed the oil-making spell.
Now the Goddess of Magic had appeared again.
A woman's instinctive intuition told her that something was wrong.
She jumped up abruptly, first in panic, then in anger, and lunged straight at him with her sword.
No one could take her Roland away, not even a god.
Fortunately, Roland didn't leave.
After comforting Andonara for a while, Roland took her cold hand and left.
Then several of Alfred's men hurried over. They rushed into the Temple of Magic, and seeing the temporary Priest who had just stood up and was still very excited, they immediately lunged at him.
In less than three seconds, four big men pressed the young Priest to the ground.
To prevent the temporary Priest from resisting, a strong man in a blue short-sleeved shirt pressed his knee heavily against the temporary Priest's neck.
"I … can't breathe …!" the temporary Priest shouted with difficulty.
This was the standard action to capture a spellcaster alive. As long as the spellcaster's neck was choked, they couldn't chant or cast spells, and their combat power would be reduced by at least 90%.
"Shut up. Now you must remain silent and come with us," the strong man in blue shouted coldly.
The temporary Mage nodded with difficulty.
Because his face was pressed against the ground, the movement scraped off a layer of his skin.
Then he was dragged up by four big men and carried straight to the backyard of the temple.
About half an hour later, the few big men left.
The temporary Priest gasped and came out of the backyard with a sad face.
In the Council of Elders, Alfred was silent for a moment as he read the intelligence that had just been submitted.
Then he put the intelligence on the table and said to the other elders who were waiting quietly, "It's clear. It was Roland. He discovered a new type of magic and offered it to the Goddess of Magic. There was another Priest present, but unfortunately, the Goddess of Magic blocked other people's auditory senses. This temporary Priest only knew that Roland and the Goddess of Magic had a conversation, but he didn't know what they talked about. "
Murphy continued, "Mystra is a very low-key woman who doesn't like to appear in front of the world. She was already very gracious when she descended with her mental power to see what was going on. But she talked to Roland for several minutes. This was probably the first time since she became a goddess. What is it about Roland that she values? His powerful ability to invent magic? "
Freud said with a smile, "That's impossible. No matter how smart Roland is, he's not a Master. No matter how powerful the spells he invented are, they have their limits. They're far inferior to Mystra's Sword and Mystra's Mansion. Besides, Mystra invented a lot of low-level spells back in the day. For example, defense against long-range arrows, Anti-Seduction, and so on. She's much more talented than Roland. It's impossible that she came to Roland just to chat with him about inventing spells. "
"Then what else could it be?" Murphy spread his hands and smiled. "Could it be an old virgin who came to nibble on a little boy?"
"Hahahaha!"
The Council of Elders burst into laughter.
The fact that Mystra was still a virgin was an eternal joke in the magic world.
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