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Chapter 421 The Red Robe Lich Sazastan
This was the first time Tang Sen had heard a specific description of the longevity technique.

"Killing other creatures to gain life?"

"Compared to longevity, it's more like a super-wide range attack spell."

However, it has to be said that Tang Sen was a little moved by Iolum's longevity technique.

Who wouldn't want to live longer?

After traveling through so many worlds of the heavens, it is not that Tang Sen has not come into contact with the means of longevity. The most basic thing is that the Aztec gold coins he has obtained can live forever—although it is accompanied by a huge price.

Secondly, there is the fruit of surgery, which can make others live forever after being developed.

But the longevity technique is currently the only longevity method without too many side effects. Of course, the threshold is also high, so high that spellcasters in the world of Faerun can only give up it and turn into a lich to make themselves immortal.

The first threshold, this is an eleven-ring spell, even ordinary legendary mages do not have the ability to cast this spell.

Second Threshold. The spell is disabled, within the range of the magic net, the spell cannot be used.

No, even if you escape into the astral world, go to the farthest place where the tentacles of the magic net are not spread all over, the essence is that the spell cast with the help of the magic net may not be able to be used.

These two thresholds directly turned this spell into a pile of research materials, rather than a life extension method.

But Tang Sen was not worried about these.

The second threshold does not exist for Tang Sen. The path he wants to take has never relied on the magic net, and the spells cast by the magic system he created do not rely on the power of the magic net, but come from Harry. ·The idealism of magic in Potter's world.

He can travel through all realms, and the magic net cannot restrict him.

And the first threshold is still the same principle. Tang Sen does not need to meditate and study step by step like an orthodox mage. Of course, he also needs to learn, but idealistic magic means that he only needs to know the principle, not the principle. A specific composition of magic.

The composition of an eleven-ring spell alone is enough for a legendary mage to learn it for several years, not to mention that it has to be engraved in memory and re-engraved when it is released.

All Tang Sen needs is magic power.

It's a pity that it is no longer in this mage tower.

"Do you know who... that intruder is?"

Tang Sen asked Rhubarb.

"I only know it's a lich." Da Huang replied, "Wearing a red robe."

"Red-robed mage?" Trixie exclaimed.

Tang Sen frowned slightly: "What about the time?"

"It's been nearly 100 years." Da Huang said.

Tang Sen nodded and was silent for a moment.

"A hundred years ago, it was the time of civil strife in Serre. Which red-robed mage would leave the territory of Serre at this time, run to the Eternal Wasteland, and invade a mage tower?" Trish thought hard.

"An ambitious person who hopes to find a stronger force from various relics so as to gain an advantage in the civil strife." Tang Sen sighed slightly.

"Sarzastan." Naomi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

"Sarzastan?!" Barn exclaimed.

"It's just a possibility." Tang Sen shook his head. "However, even if it's not Szastan, it's definitely one of the chief red-robed mages of Searle. Ordinary red-robed mages don't have the ability to invade this mage tower."

"If that knowledge has already fallen into Searle's hands, it may be very difficult to get it back." Naomi looked at Tang Sen and said seriously: "I have sneaked into that place before, I can be sure It is said that Cyre is one of the most dangerous countries in Faerun Continent."

"I know." Tang Sen closed his eyes, thought for a moment, then suddenly avoided the topic, and asked Da Huang, "So, in the end, that lich just took away the knowledge in the mage tower, and then 100 years later Didn't come back either?"

"He has taken everything he can." Rhubarb's tone was still flat, but Tang Sen could hear the indignation between the lines: "That is knowledge that belongs to Netheril, and it should be used to pursue arcane arts the true meaning of life, rather than being an aid to the pursuit of power."

"Let's talk about inheritance." Tang Sen said, "How can I inherit this mage tower?"

"As I said, you don't meet the requirements. First of all, you need to be at least a spellcaster." Rhubarb replied without hesitation.

"What if I were?"

"Compete fairly with all spellcasters who are willing to inherit the master's mage tower." Da Huang said: "Through the competition of arcane knowledge, magic creation, spell creation... In the master's vision, this will be a grand event in Netheril , He arranged a lot of procedures to select talents from Netheril."

"The problem is that Netheril has perished. Except for the lich and us, I am afraid that no one knows the existence of this mage tower." Tang Sen said seriously: "There will be no grand event as imagined. The Mage Tower will be completely lost with the demise of this demiplane."

"I can entrust you to spread the news of the Mage Tower, so that the spellcasters of this era can come here." Da Huang said: "You can get part of the legacy of the Mage Tower as a reward."

"It's a very tempting option." Tang Sen nodded with a clean tone: "But I refuse."

"Even if you don't help me, I can still send magical creatures to leave the demiplane to pass on the news." Da Huang said.

"You can't do it." Tang Sen took the conversation away and said, "I've been thinking, since that lich has obtained the knowledge here, why is this demiplane still full of the undead creatures he left behind—"

"It's not just to prevent foreign adventurers from entering here, but also to prevent the magical creations here from leaving."

He paused, and said seriously: "He has regarded this mage tower as his property, even if he can't crack the authority of the mage tower temporarily, but he will one day."

"The most important point, if those magical creations leave this demiplane, they will also leave your control?" Tang Sen narrowed his eyes: "They don't have independent will, they just wander around without distinguishing between the enemy and us. Nearby."

Rhubarb finally fell silent.

"I will inherit this mage tower, and promise to recover the lost knowledge of Netheril." Tang Sen threw out his own conditions: "Or, you wait for that lich to come back here, and it will belong to Netheril. Your glory is spent on killing and enslaving."

"You and that lich are both invaders." Da Huang said, "To the master, there is no difference between you."

"No, there is a difference." Tang Sen said seriously: "The lich will take that knowledge for himself because of his own desire, but I—"

"I will try my best to spread this knowledge and restore the glory of Netheril."

"I don't believe you." Da Huang said.

"You have no choice."

".At least you need to be a spellcaster."

The corners of Tang Sen's mouth curled up slightly.

No matter how intelligent the magical life seems, after all, it only operates according to the set program, and the program is much easier to deal with than the complicated human nature.

"So, if I were a spellcaster, would you agree to my terms?"

"You are not." Da Huang said.

Tang Sen smiled and said, "I can be."

(End of this chapter)