The world is white, not the wet, thick and cold snow in the north, but the blue mist floating in the boundless net woven by smooth silk threads.

These dark blue silk threads are big and small, curved and curved... and trembled endlessly, with nothing but white and blue, no sky, no horizon, no castle, and no trees.

Brian looked up at the mysterious lady in the blue and white flames.

He saw the dark blue silk thread reflecting the white void, and the void seemed to be reflected in the void, a blur, causing the blue and white light to merge together.

The magic goddess looked down at him with a smile in the void, and the void intertwined with blue silk threads seemed to be looking down at him.

Brian looked at each other with the goddess.

There was a golden light in her eyes, which made him feel only awe, but he did not retreat, let alone say a word.

The magic goddess Mistera, the goddess who manages the magic network.

It is said that she taught the first spellcaster among the kingdoms and allowed many races to use magic.

It is presumably that she will weigh and judge each new spell or magic item to decide whether to allow it to enter the kingdoms.

She was most admired by wizards and those who use magic or magical objects on a daily basis.

What makes her different from Azus is that Azus is the God of the Mages—to some extent all spellcasters, and Misterra is the goddess of the essential power that makes all spellcasting possible.

She supplies and manages magic nets, a channel that allows mortal casters and magic craftsmen to safely obtain the original power of magic.

Goddess Mistera created and guarded the magic network - in fact she is the embodiment of the magic network.

Due to the existence of the magic network, mortal casters and magic item makers can safely use primitive magic energy.

Mistera is also in charge of everything related to magic, and she has thus become one of the most powerful beings in Torrell's world.

The magic goddess in front of you is the third clergy in history to possess the title of mysterious lady and mother of magic since the rise of Naserel.

The first one is Misriel. Because the arrogant and arrogant arcane Karthas of Nesriel attempted to replace the goddess and caused serious damage, Misriel sacrificed herself to save the magic network.

The second mysterious lady set up a large number of voters, including Ilminster, Kelbourne and the Seven Sisters.

In a turbulent year, she died at the hands of Heim, the guardian god who guarded the ladder, while she was trying to return to her kingdom of gods.

When the crisis of the gods falling into the mortal world ended, a mortal wizard named Midnight inherited the name of Mistera and became the new magic goddess.

Like Cialek, the god of murder and Cranvo, the new goddess also spent a lot of time adapting to her new identity.

It is said that since her ten years in office, she has been fighting openly and secretly with her old enemy, Cialik, for a time, even blocked some magic networks to prevent Cialik and some mortals from using magic.

However, after almost being boycotted by the gods, she seemed to have understood her role as a balance defender and a neutral magic network arbiter.

Next is the year of Blue Flame.

With the help and instigation of Ms. Shar of the Night, the murder god Cirick sneaked into the magic goddess's spell heart of the kingdom of gods and murdered her, causing an unprecedented catastrophe: the catastrophe of the Ofa!

Even though the "Ofa Catastrophe" has long passed, the learned sages in later generations still regard the destruction of the Magic Net in the Year of Blue Flame as a symbol of the end of the old world and the beginning of the terrifying new world.

Seeing the magic goddess suddenly appearing, Brian already guessed a rough idea in his heart.

Apparently, she was attracted by her Arcane Fire and Arcane Profession.

This is understandable.

After all, in addition to the mysterious blue flame that represents the essence of magic, his main material of Arcane Fire also extracted white silk threads that represent each ring number from the magic net.

To be serious, his approach is actually no different from a thief.

Fortunately, without harming the original power of the magic net, the magic goddess generally ignores the behavior of the wizards.

The will of the Magic Net usually only symbolically gives certain punishments and warnings.

It's like you steal something against the surveillance of the owner of the room. Although the owner will find it through surveillance later, the other party will never pursue it.

However, this time, Brian not only faced the surveillance crime, but also hit the owner of the room head-on.

In this case, he is as embarrassed as he is.

If it weren't for his long-term training, he could keep his calm and calm expression at any time, he would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Otherwise, he would not have pretended to be calm and looked at the magic goddess without knowing how to speak.

As for whether the Magic Goddess would confiscate his Aohuo for this, he was not worried at all.

Although the last goddess belongs to the kind camp, she also understands that as long as she is a magic god, she must try her best to maintain the balance of the entire Torrell world.

Therefore, although she herself is extremely disgusted with spells and magical items that are contrary to her philosophy, she will not prevent the research and development and manufacture of these spells and magic items unless they directly threaten the magic network and magic itself.

This is like when the great arcane Karthas of the Naseril period was studying and casting the twelve-ring magic that led to the destruction of the empire, the first magic goddess Misrel not only did not stop it, but also curiously wanted to know what effect this magic would have.

As you can imagine, Misrell eats melons and eats it on himself, and the rules of Magic Net have been completely changed since then.

Besides, his Aohuo is not considered an evil thing.

So, this time was also the first time he had met the Magic Goddess on such an occasion in his previous life, which was a bit intriguing.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Salute to you, the mysterious lady." Brian finally chose to speak out, "Is there anything you have to do with me?"

"I have been paying attention to you for a long time." The mysterious lady said quietly, her voice seemed to be singing, and her eyes were mysterious and unpredictable.

"Long time?" Brian looked at her in confusion, "When is the so-called long time specifically?"

"The ancient evil creature destroys the world and the death star." She smiled slightly, raised a tender and translucent jade hand, and suddenly a flame appeared out of thin air, emitting a blue and white light.

Looking at the familiar flames, Brian was startled and suddenly found that the Arcane Fire that was fused with his soul disappeared, and was quietly stripped away by the magic goddess raising her hand.

He forced himself to calm down and recalled what she had just said.

The other party said that he had noticed himself since the ancient evil world-destroying death star.

This time point must be when he was reborn in the small world, and he jointly performed a powerful magic ceremony with the plane will, which temporarily diverted the ancient evil things that threatened the small world and delayed time to save the world.

At that time, as the threat of ancient evil objects temporarily disappeared, this small world that could not be connected to the magic net was sensed by the magic net's will, allowing the wizards in this world to master the simplest zero-ring tricks by learning.

"This flame carries the power of the magic net origin. If you are not used carefully, you will definitely make a big mistake." The blue and white flame shone in the palm of the mysterious lady, and she stared at Brian. "It is a pleasant thing for mortals to have the right power, if they have too much power..."

"So." Brian mustered up the courage to interrupt her and looked at her challenge, "Are you scared?"

He didn't think the other party would be afraid of something trivial.

"So, what is too much power?"

He continued to ask, "Or, mastering powerful magic means evil? After all, having powerful power can easily indulge the evil of mortals."

"No." The mysterious lady said to him in a gentle voice: "I just hope that you must carefully consider its true purpose before you master this power. I ask you, is a sword evil?"

"No." Brian was stunned for a moment and replied, "Because the sword itself cannot think."

"Yes, although the sword is not evil, it can be used by evil people, and the same is true for this flame."

Brian frowned and felt unhappy.

The mysterious lady looked at him and continued, "If I give this flame with the original power of the magic net to some other kind wizard, would you have any objection?"

Hearing this sentence, Brian suddenly felt very angry, which was undoubtedly stealing his research results.

The magic goddess in front of her seemed to treat him as a fool and a toy. She could kill him with a wave of her hand, but she played with him like this here.

"Miss, please be honest." He took a deep breath and said calmly:

"Your approach is undoubtedly stealing the research results of others. If you insist on doing this, it is undoubtedly pushing a spellcaster who pursues the truth of the arcane into the abyss of evil."

He knew that as a kind camp and a goddess in charge of the magic net, he would never be too humble to steal something from a mortal caster.

In other words, there must be deep reasons here, maybe just to test him.

"For a young man, your words are sensible and calm." The mysterious lady whispered, "Most young men, most spellcasters, think they are naturally intelligent and omnipotent."

"Madam, you should know that I am a spellcaster from another world."

Brian's expression slowed down slightly, "Roaming in a world threatened by ancient evil things, I need to use the power of arcane to save the damage brought to the world by ancient evil things."

"What if magic can't save your world?" the mysterious lady asked softly.

"If I can't fight fate, then I can only do my best to be an explorer who pursues the truth of arcane." Brian answered truthfully.

"Then will you make yourself the Lord of the World?" The mysterious lady looked at Brian with interest.

"I shouldn't be a good ruler."

Brian thought seriously for a moment and shook his head slightly, "Because I can't have so much energy to distract myself. If I could meet someone who is truly suitable to rule the world, I would firmly stand behind the scenes, give guidance and advice, and build the ideal magical kingdom. I think this is what a spellcaster should do."

After hearing this, the lady smiled and her whole body emitted a dazzling light.

Brian felt an endless stream of force suddenly gushing out of the air, surrounding him with a buzzing sound, making his hair fly in the wind, and a slight numb electric current sensation of his skin.

Magic goddess Mistera waved her hand gently, allowing Brian's Arcane Fire to hang in mid-air.

She walked to his eyes in vain, "Brian, will you swear to surrender to my method with your knees?"

The mysterious lady's words made Brian feel like she was hit hard, and at such a close distance, he clearly saw that she was so beautiful and so dangerous.

Her eyes and hair shine with a dazzling light in her magic.

He was suppressed by this force and his whole body trembled, his legs fought, and he couldn't help but want to kneel on the ground.

Brian gritted his teeth, stood up hard and hard, faced the mysterious lady's golden eyes, forcibly suppressed her awe, and plucked up the courage to speak, "I don't want to."

The mysterious lady was slightly stunned, with a slight dissatisfaction in her words, "Do you want to disobey my will?"

"That's right!" Brian nodded firmly and said to her:

"There are two things in the world that can shake a person's heart: one is the lofty moral standards in the heart, and the other is the brilliant starry sky above the head. Everyone wants to reach out to the night sky to capture the star of their own, but few people can correctly know where their star is."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! In fact, he knows what this means, but he also knows one sentence very clearly: all gifts given by fate have been marked with price tags in secret.

In the torrent of history, the Magic Goddess has many voters, the most famous of which include Ilminster, Kelbourne and the Seven Sisters.

But none of these voters ended up well.

The great human wizard Ilminster, known as the greatest wizard among mortals, was under heavy burden when he became a chosen person of the magic goddess.

This great wizard not only shoulders the responsibility of taking care of three of the seven children left by the Magic Goddess in the material world and making her adult life, but also needs to run around the mainland to solve countless disasters caused by the distortion of the magic net.

Finally, he was besieged by five ghost princes in the battle against the magic net of the goddess Shar of the night.

This battle turned Ilminster's mage tower into a pile of ruins, and he also escaped into the Barto Hell due to serious injuries. He was controlled by a powerful devil king and tortured fancy things just to obtain the secret of silver fire.

Kelben Black Staff Orosan, the masked lord of Deep Water City, tried to rebuild the City of Hope in the Supreme Wilderness under the instruction of the Goddess of Magic, and finally sacrificed his life.

The seven sisters in the Northland and the daughter of the Magic Goddess are no exception.

Sister Xilun protects Shadow Valley from the ravage of the Red Dragon and sacrifices.

Former Silver Moon City lord Elaszhuo, a lich who had lived for thousands of years, gave his life to the ascension ceremony of Laroc.

Northland Ranger Dov Eagle Hand, on the way to Shadow Valley to support the magic net when it was torn apart by Shar's believers, died with a ghost prince in the ghost city.

The smallest drow elf, Kui Lu, followed the dark girl Elise Tree in the Battle of Spider Queen.

After such a simple analysis, it can be seen that while the magic goddess voters gained strong power, they also accepted a heavy responsibility.

To put it nicely, it is called the voter, the spokesperson of the goddess of magic in the material world, and to put it nicely, it is the servant who is on call.

So, that's not what Brian wants.

Think rationally.

If he really became a voter of the Magic Goddess, he believed that he would definitely become the focus of the Yinhun City, and he tried to kill him in the bud.

He has no time to develop at all, and his freedom will be limited by the countless troubles brought by this heavy responsibility.

Let’s take a step back, there is no problem with him with the above conditions.

But he knew that the goddess of magic had a special hobby when testing whether a person would become a voter.

Women have no influence. If they are men, they must transform into women in the process of testing, observe the world from a female perspective and understand everything.

In other words, even if he agrees, he will not gain powerful power as soon as possible.

This is naturally impossible for him, because he has no time to do these tedious things.

"So, you know where the star of yours is." The mysterious lady was filled with curiosity.

"That's right." Brian nodded again, saying in a more firm tone, "My goal is to explore the truth of arcane and the inaudible eternity."

"I am the Sect of All Laws, the only arcane art in the field of magic." The mysterious lady snorted unhappily and continued to ask, "Then, what is your inaudible eternity?"

"Please forgive me for offense, ma'am."

Brian took a deep breath and met the deep eyes of the magic goddess who was lofty.

He knew that his next words might offend the goddess, but he couldn't help but want to say it.

"I admit that the life of a mortal is very short and knowledge is very limited. It is obviously impossible to use such limited knowledge to exhaust the eternal mystery. After all, there are many unknown things in the world." He sighed softly and said empathically:

"The torrent of history has been running for a hundred years and a thousand years, and a person's short life is only a few hasty summers and a few small winters. When we mortals look up at the mountains, they call it eternity, because they seem to be like this.

However, in the long river of time, the world changes, and the world changes. Mountains rise and fall, rivers change their paths, stars fall down to the sky, and the vast city disappears into the vast ocean. Even the gods will have a cycle of life and death.

How could you claim so confidently: You are the Sect of All Laws and the only arcane art in the field of magic?”

In fact, in his opinion, smart people who understand this truth are sometimes crazier than ignorant people.

They will take risks at all costs in order to break through their tiny self in a limited time and space.

After all, the world has changed and the world has changed. In the long river of time, no one can see where it comes from and where it flows.

Even though Brian is quite familiar with the multiverse, he still needs to explore and try to understand the essence of everything.

In this case, he may not be able to see through it completely until his demise.

This is the real reason why he chose the Arcane.

After all, no matter in time or space, a person is very small.

In the long river of history and in the starry sky of the universe, a legend of destiny and even the gods seem insignificant.

Then, if you want to understand the multiverse, you must have enough knowledge, that you can't learn even if you spend your whole life.

Therefore, he pursues the mystery of the universe, not just for the pursuit of so-called eternity.

In Eastern terms, it is: jump out of the three realms and not in the five elements!

After a long silence, the magic goddess Mistara sighed, "It is worthy of being a descendant of Naserel. The tone of your speaking is so similar to the great arcanes that used to be..."

"Please forgive me, ma'am."

Brian looked at her apologetically, "After all, there are so many things unknown to the world. Facing nature and long rivers of time, in fact, we mortals and ants are no different. They are both equally small. I don't want to indulge in the past and cannot extricate myself. That's all, this is the truth about my exploration of the arcane."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! After saying these words, he suddenly felt his goal and became much stronger again.

"Ms., I confess to you my disrespect."

Brian looked at her calmly, bowed and bowed, "In the name of Arcane, I will still respect you and love you as I have always done."

The magic goddess Mistera looked at him for a moment, couldn't help but smile, with bright eyes, "I haven't seen someone as interesting as you for many years."

However, soon, her face became solemn again, and she looked loud and said in a low voice:

"Love magic itself, don't just treat it as a weapon that can transform the world at will. Remember, magic is not just a technology, so that you can show your true wisdom.

Remember, the stronger your power, the less magic you need to use, because the final display of magic is often very different from your sustenance and hope for it.

Magic is an art, a gift from the goddess to mortals, and those who are fortunate to have it enjoy the highest privileges.

Remember the above teachings, be humble and cautious in your behavior, and be arrogant and arrogant. Use this art smartly and effectively, and do not be reckless and rude. We should constantly pursue learning and creating new magic."

Brian felt himself gently touched by the Magic Goddess.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of flames immediately burned around him, and lightning and thunder thunder slammed into his heart violently.

He felt as if he had fallen into Batto Hell. He subconsciously wanted to scream, but it was like a thorn in his throat and could not scream.

He seemed to be thrown into the bottomless abyss by a powerful force, and fell to the ground hard, his whole body covered in pain.

The darkness came in a blink of an eye again, and Brian couldn't help but bump into it, as if he wanted to knock out this endless illusion, but the darkness was so hard, like a copper wall.

He could no longer bear it, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Finally, my eyes went dark and I completely fainted...

Gradually, the surroundings cooled down and Brian slowly woke up.

He subconsciously looked around, trying to see if the violent flames were still burning, but found that his consciousness had already returned to his body and was in the study.

Although it was quiet and dark all over the place, he felt that the magic power was still vaguely surging in the air. Although it was invisible or touching, the power was spreading.

"I wish you always be kind and humble. If you have the chance, go to Shadow Valley to find a bard named Storm Silver Hand."

In a trance, Brian heard a soft whisper from around him.

Just when he was wondering, the crisp and pleasant system prompt sound echoed in his heart:

"Advanced "Architect" succeeds!"

"The Arcane Profession has been upgraded to Level 1!"

"Get the profession characteristics: extraordinary arcane, mage of magic, master of magic!"

"The sixth magic net of Arcane Fire has been opened!"

"The Arcane Confinement has been lifted!"

"Successfully exposed to the deep magic web structure!"

"Successfully connected to the Arcane Loop Magic Net!"

"The Magic Net feature is successfully copied!"
Chapter completed!