Roland's floating city stayed where it was. About half an hour later, it gradually ascended and returned to the clouds.
Feelings tended to beautify themselves.
For example, everybody would beautify themselves by thirty percent when they looked in the mirror.
The World Tree felt that she had more than a sixty percent chance of defeating and lightly injuring Roland, even though he was flying the floating city. She would've fought him if it weren't for her children.
Roland, on the other hand, felt that he could definitely kill the World Tree with a tritium bomb.
It was real and not beautified at all.
Experts like Andonara, the Evil God, and the Demon God could try to escape the most terrifying heat and radiation at the center of the explosion by moving extremely fast.
If both parties were in perfect conditions, the effect of the nuclear explosion couldn't be fully exerted.
But the World Tree couldn't.
The World Tree was too huge!
In essence, it was an inferior version of the floating city.
It was also a super large magic power source, and it was even a living creature.
But her greatest shortcoming was that she couldn't move.
In comparison, the floating city was much more impressive.
Though it was enormous, it couldn't fly slowly.
Mobility meant flexibility in tactics, and it could fight and run.
It wouldn't take a beating.
More importantly, 99.9% of the floating city's materials could be abandoned.
As long as the Magic Grid Core was preserved, it would be fine.
So, it wouldn't matter even if the floating city was hit by a forbidden spell and all the rocks were shattered.
The worst case scenario was that they could just add mud and stones to it.
It was as simple and crude as that.
After returning to the clouds, Roland was about to fly the floating city to the capital of Fareins to pick up the craftsmen so that they could continue working on the floating city.
Then, halfway through the flight, a suction force suddenly came from the sky, aimed at him.
It carried godhood, a godhood that he was quite familiar with.
In the past, he would've gone to the paradise the moment he was pulled by this suction force, but now, with the protection of the floating city, his mental awareness and resistance were both greatly improved.
So, he only felt the pull, but nothing changed.
"You … Release the protection and come up."
The familiar, coquettish tone echoed in Roland's head.
Roland sighed and temporarily explained his connection to the floating city.
Several seconds later, his soul appeared in the Paradise of Magic.
Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, sat not far away from the floating city. There was only a round table in front of her.
There were two cups of pale pink wine on the table.
Seeing Roland, the Goddess of Magic smiled and pointed to the chair in front of the table.
This was a habit between the two of them.
Roland sat down on a chair and asked, "Goddess of Magic, what's the matter?"
"I think it's better if you call me Mystra." The Goddess of Magic laughed softly and asked, "How is it, how does it feel to provoke the gods?"
When she spoke, her tone was indifferent, but there was a sincere smile on her face. It was obvious that she appreciated him more than anything else.
Roland smiled and said, "You're very straightforward!"
"Are Elise and I within the scope of your provocation?"
Roland shook his head. "Of course not. We're friends."
Mystra's smile was even brighter and more satisfied with Roland's statement.
She gently waved her hand, and the surrounding environment changed.
It had turned into the appearance of the Astral Plane. Countless strange-looking insects were wandering around.
But Roland knew that this was just an illusion … or a projection.
It was because he didn't sense the mental power or the biological magic field of those insects.
The bigger the insect in the Astral Plane, the more magic power it carried.
Roland looked curiously at the Goddess of Magic. What did she mean by showing him a projection of the Astral Plane?
If he wanted to see it, it would be easy for him to enter Mystra's Mansion himself or fly the floating city into the Astral Plane.
Looking at Roland's puzzled gaze, Mystra put her finger to her bright red lower lip and said, "Watch quietly."
After a while, apart from the flying insects that filled the sky, the Astral Plane finally changed.
First, a black spot appeared in the distance of the Astral Plane, then countless streaks of light flashed around the black spot, and occasionally there were bright explosions.
What kind of people were fighting?
Roland watched quietly.
After a while, the black dot came closer, and its appearance could be seen clearly.
It was a huge floating city.
And Roland was very familiar with this floating city, Mordenkainen's.
Roland subconsciously looked at Mystra, but at this moment, Mystra was drinking her glass of fruit wine with her head down, gently sipping it.
Very elegant.
Roland turned his head and continued to watch the battle ahead.
As the floating city grew larger and larger on the projection, Roland could already clearly see that it was a group of gods besieging the floating city.
Because Roland also saw three familiar people.
Mystra, the Life Goddess, and the Nether God were all among them.
Roland also saw a goddess glowing with golden light all over her body, presumably the Goddess of Light.
In addition to the four lawful gods, Roland also saw the blue-haired goddess in a short skirt, the long-eared elven goddess, the Goddess of Storm in a short skirt, and so on!
Under the siege of the gods, the floating city was already teetering on the verge of collapse.
"Is this the scene of you besieging Mordenkainen?" Roland turned his head to look at Mystra.
"Yes."
"Why?" asked Roland.
"Because he has a big mouth."
Huh?
Roland was a little puzzled.
"Mordenkainen is smart and talented, and he might even compete for my Divine Spark and the God of Magic's laws."
Roland raised his eyebrows.
"But that's not why we have to deal with him," said Mystra helplessly. "He's too arrogant."
Roland was a little curious. "How arrogant?"
"He attacks the evil gods and disgusts the Demon Gods, and we don't care about him, and we're even happy to see it happen," said Mystra helplessly. "But he's always thinking about flirting with the goddess and speaking rudely."
Roland: Huh!!!!
Only so many exclamation marks could express the surprise in Roland's heart right now.
He and Mordenkainen had met in the tributary of time and spent a few days together.
Although Mordenkainen was already very old at that time, judging from his temperament and actions, he shouldn't have been such a tasteless person.
"Originally, he was quite peaceful in the main plane." Mystra sighed. "But for some reason, the Goddess of Fate didn't like him and went to find trouble with him, only to be beaten up instead. But from then on, he said he was going to find the Goddess to give him a child. "
Roland's mouth opened slightly.
Mystra covered her forehead and said with a helpless expression, "Although that woman, Fate, is indeed a whore, even more shameless than the Goddess of Love, but … in general, she still has some dignity. She was forced by mortals, and although she didn't end up like that and eventually escaped, she wouldn't be happy no matter what. Then she took on Mordenkainen. "
Roland held out his hand to stop her from continuing. "Wait, I've met Mordenkainen a few times, he doesn't seem like such a tasteless person."
"You've met?" The Goddess of Magic thought for a moment and asked uncertainly, "The tributary of time?"
Roland nodded.
Mystra had an expression of sudden realization. "No wonder you can build floating cities too."
"Because his only family, that girl called what's her name again, I don't know if she's his daughter or granddaughter, died in the first attack by the Goddess of Fate."
Roland snorted. "Then Fate deserves to die."
Mystra looked at Roland thoughtfully, then nodded slightly. She continued, "Mordenkainen might have thought, 'Since Fate killed my only family, then I'll make you compensate me with a family member.' After that, he started looking for trouble with Fate, again and again, and although Fate wasn't a match for him, she was still a god and could escape every time. "
"So what happened then?" Roland continued to ask, "Since Fate is a bitch, why did you all start to deal with Mordenkainen?"
"We didn't want to deal with the two of them. It's just that the lifespan of humans is ultimately limited. After Mordenkainen hunted Fate in the Astral Plane for nearly twenty years, his body grew old and weak, and even his mind had problems. "
Roland sighed.
For humans, the body was the harbor of the soul.
The body was weak, and there wouldn't be any problems in the short term, but after a long time, the soul would be affected, and then the mind would follow.
Even if the soul stayed in the Netherworld, the most suitable place for survival, it was still better to stay in one's own body.
The liches modified the phylactery like the body … It was a good method in theory, but over time, there would more or less be some problems.
For example, surliness, neurosis, brutality, and so on.
Mordenkainen's body was old to begin with, and he had held on for decades, it would be strange if his mind didn't have problems.
"In the period before Mordenkainen's death, his mind was already a bit neurotic," Mystra said helplessly. "He often used his mental power to guide the huge magic power of the floating city to transmit magic messages in the Astral Plane. He said something about the Life Goddess wanting to warm his bed, that the Goddess of Storms was suitable to give him a third son, and then he said that I … "
Mystra stopped talking.
Roland also roughly guessed what Mordenkainen would say.
Mystra smiled awkwardly and continued, "We didn't really want to talk to him. After all, talking nonsense doesn't warrant death, but we were a little annoyed with him talking so much. The Evil Gods and Demon Gods of the Astral Plane were all laughing at us Lawful gods, and we gradually couldn't take it anymore. It just so happened that the new Light was born less than fifty years ago and was young and vigorous, and Mordenkainen just had to die and put those filthy words on her. "
Roland knew exactly what had happened.
The young and vigorous Light couldn't take it and took the initiative to deal with Mordenkainen.
"The new Light used himself as bait, set a trap, and lured Mordenkainen to this place." Mystra pointed to the floating city in the projection. "Then we ambushed here and killed Mordenkainen."
As Mystra's words fell, the floating city in the projection fell apart, and even the Magic Grid Core was disintegrated by a dozen goddesses with their divine power.
Roland watched the floating city turn into rubble in the Astral Plane and watched the gods disperse. He quietly sipped his fruit wine.
The atmosphere fell silent.
After a while, Mystra asked, "Mordenkainen is your teacher, do you avenge him too?"
"No." Roland shook his head.
"Why?" Mystra's eyes lit up. "As far as I know, you value relationships very much."
"First of all, I trust you and life, so I don't say I completely believe what you say, but I believe at least eighty percent of it. According to you, Mordenkainen asked for it." Roland put down the cup in his hand and looked at Mystra's beautiful pink eyes. "Second … I'm also friends with you."
Mystra chuckled, even more brightly. "Thank you for your trust in me. Of course … it would be even better if you were willing to teach me the floating city or that special god-slaying spell. "
Roland coughed. "Those two spells are too important. Our relationship isn't close enough to be sworn brothers."
"Sworn brothers? In your dreams." Mystra rolled her eyes at him. "Life should've said that, but she's even more shameless than I am, so I'll say it."
Huh?
Roland found it a little unbelievable.
According to his observation, Elyse, the Life Goddess, was dignified and dignified. Although she spoke softly and warmly, she looked like a very serious person who wouldn't show joy in anything.
A natural goddess.
In contrast, Roland often saw Mystra roll her eyes, pout coquettishly, and so on.
By logic, shouldn't Mystra be more shameless than him?
That didn't make sense.
"Believe me, Elyse is actually a coquettish woman on the inside," Mystra said confidently.
Roland still wasn't convinced.
"Fine, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me." Mystra snorted. "Don't you find her buttons handy?"
Huh … huh?
That doesn't mean anything, does it?
"All right, let's not talk about that." Mystra clicked her tongue. "Elyse is quite pretentious in front of you. This time, I pulled you up here to explain Mordenkainen to you, lest you have a problem with us. Another thing is … after Mordenkainen died, we found his notes. He didn't write how to make a floating city, but he wrote how to upgrade it. Elyse and I both think you should take a look. "
With a wave of her hand, some quaint notebooks appeared on the table.
They were recorded on parchment.
Roland accepted them and put them in his Backpack.
Then he said, "Right, Mystra, there's something I want to ask you for help with!"
"Go ahead. I'll help you as long as it's not too much."
"Last time when your spiritual consciousness entered my soul, you left something that greatly increased my soul." Roland looked at her eagerly. "Can I do it again?"
If he did it again, Roland estimated that he would be able to cast spells better in the real world.
After all, his soul would become stronger.
"You, you … you're asking too much."
Mystra's face was slightly flushed, probably because she had too much fruit wine.
Roland subconsciously leaned back slightly. "But didn't you voluntarily enter my soul last time?"
"That was …" Mystra was a little hesitant.
She wanted to say something, but she couldn't.
"Since you're in a dilemma, I'll go ask the Life Goddess." Roland nodded.
"No!" Mystra glared at him angrily, her eyes so big.
Roland was shocked.
"Then don't move." Mystra stretched out her hands and pressed Roland's head. "You're lucky this time, little guy."
Then she moved her head closer.
Roland felt that his whole body was surrounded by a warm ocean.
He was surrounded by a sweet smell.
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