When Herist summoned the amnesia golem, before Brian could speak, he saw the golem subconsciously walking towards the golden gate in the hall.

The gate was engraved with symbols and inscriptions that shone hazy light, which Brian suspected was what attracted the golem.

The golem stood in front of the gate, gently rubbing against the lines on the gate, and then its chest opened to reveal the sapphire heart inside.

The blue light burst out from the gem and hit the double-opening door.

The symbols on the door flickered with blue flames, accompanied by obvious trembling and crackling of magical energy, a creaking low moan, and the stones rubbed against each other, and the door opened for the first time after the eternal years.

Brian looked at each other with the psychic warlock around him and immediately followed the golem's footsteps.

The brilliance of magic illuminated the originally dark space, but what appeared before the two of them was something they had never imagined.

It was a ruin. Suddenly, it looked as big as a square, and in the center of the ruins, there was an ornate palace.

Around this palace, a lake formed by deep and dark water flows surround it, guarding the palace like a moat.

The only passage outside is where the staircase extends under the feet of Brian and Herist.

"Bryan, this is an alien space." Herist observed the situation around her. She raised her slender jade hand and quietly felt the air flowing in the space. She said thoughtfully, "I can feel that this alien space will collapse within ten years."

"What exactly is this?" She withdrew her hand, frowned slightly, and there was doubt in her gentle voice.

"It should be the academic center of Azuma during the Naserel Empire." Brian said in an uncertain tone.

The entire palace gives people a very glorious, gorgeous and atmospheric feeling. The exquisitely carved stone pillars stand tall and look completely free of traces of damage.

A bunch of magical balls of light slowly floated and fell in the void. Under its light, the shadow of the palace slowly moved on the ground. The white ground and the dark shadows, the combination of black and white gives people a fresh beauty.

There are no corpses, no furniture, and no weapons.

Empty!

It was Brian's first impression after coming to this palace.

On the surface, the remains are quite complete and have no traces of damage. But strangely, there is nothing else seen in this palace except for those stone steps, pillars, carvings and statues.

It's like a person just laying out wallpaper and floors when decorating a house, and forgetting everything like home appliances and decorations.

With the help of the magical glory, Brian could clearly see the end of the palace, where there were no treasure chests, no long swords, and only a lonely stone altar - let alone, it was so lonely.

Apart from this, there were only those swordsmen sculptures leaning against pillars. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding up their swords with their hands high, pointing them diagonally towards the sky. When they suddenly looked, they seemed to be welcoming guests, but also to be demonstrating.

In the game, there are no thousand or eight hundred ruins that Brian has seen.

Although they are different, the broken weapons, armor, and rotten furniture at least indicate that there was once a population there.

But this ghost place is completely different, dead, as if the entire space and building were dead. Even the lakes surrounding both sides seemed to be flowing, but there was no sound of half a thread of water flowing.

Even the heavy footsteps of the golem became extremely small, and before it could even be heard far away, it was completely swallowed by darkness.

“What a strange place.”

Brian took out his staff, burst out with bright light, and walked to the stone pillar to carefully observe the complex words and patterns on it.

Unfortunately, he didn't see anything.

As for asking about the golem of amnesia, he thought it would be better to forget it. Since it is called the golem of amnesia, what can you expect it to recall.

This is the case. The golem stared at the sky blankly, and his eyes gradually became dim.

Herist, who had been following Brian, also observed the pattern on it, but unlike Brian, she gained something.

"This is a semi-plane created by the Great Arcane." Herister said his conclusion. "Although this plane has built a complete ecosystem, I can feel that the Great Arcane was so hasty that the project was stopped before it was completed with the demise of Neserel."

"It looks like they are more like they are preparing to build a semi-plane to store something." Brian looked around the empty and dead environment and spoke out his guess.

This reminded him of some precautions and preparations that needed to be taken in advance when a disaster struck.

Obviously, the owner of this semi-plane is likely to have anticipated the demise of Neserel and tried to create a semi-plane to avoid disaster.

Unfortunately, his refuge was not yet completed, and disaster came early.

"Indeed." Herist nodded slightly, a hint of confusion over his delicate face, "Just..."

"You are trying to say why this semi-plane created by the great arcane in hastily has an almost complete ecosystem, right?" Brian took the words she had not yet said.

Half plane.

This is a field that only wizards who enter the legendary realm can dabble in. Brian's psychic wise man profession is the field of creation.

When his level of psychic warlock reaches level 17 or above, he can master a level nine supernatural power "creation technique" and create a semi-plane that belongs to him.

In fact, no semi-plane was born out of thin air. As the core composition of the semi-plane, the element pool connects the wind element plane, the water element plane, the fire element plane and the earth element plane.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The birth of a semi-plane is like playing a game of creating a world. The proportion of any element needs to be studied and calculated frequently. After building the foundation of matter, the creator also needs to connect the energy source of the upper and lower planes.

Creating a semi-plane is not very difficult, but creating a semi-plane that allows living people to survive is quite difficult.

From the birth of the earth to the time it takes to eventually evolve to be suitable for living organisms, it can be seen how long it takes for a semi-plane to be born to become a world suitable for living people to survive.

Although this is a world with magic and unpredictable divine power, the time it takes is not to calculate in billions of years like the earth, but it still takes a long time to nourish it.

This kind of existence similar to a small world is often a powerful organization that has been completed through joint efforts for dozens of centuries.

To give a simple example, in Brian's impression, the world that the ninth-level superpower "Creation Technique" was just the size of a seed.

This new plane will quickly absorb the surrounding astral energy and grow to the maximum initial size of 6 meters at a radius of 3 cm per day.

After the newly built semi-plane reaches its maximum size, it does not really stop growing, but its growth rate will drop sharply from a day to a radius of 3 cm in seven days, which is approximately 1.5 meters per year.

Of course, this is just the speed at which the semi-plane grows on its own and does not include artificial interference, but this is enough to show how difficult it is to create the world.

However, what puzzled both Brian and Heliste was that both of them could feel that the area of ​​this semi-plane was only about 50,000 square meters at most, but a complete ecosystem was born.

Thinking of this, Brian recalled some information he had.

The great arcane Opus, born in 1105 of the Silver Age, is a great arcane of the Creation Faction at level 32 and the only arcane of the Creation Faction at level 25 or above.

For example, during the period of the Naseril Empire, the more famous arcane artists with a level of 25 or above, such as Iolham, Karthas, Larock, etc., their specialized factions are mainly based on mind and transformation.

This indirectly proves that the arcane masters who choose to create factions are difficult to improve their strength.

It is said that the reason why the level of the arcane artists in the Creation faction is too difficult to improve is mainly because the knowledge of the creation field recorded in the color-resistant scroll is too obscure and difficult to understand.

Because whether it is magic creation, higher creation, plane realm, or even the secret mystery that can create artifacts, they all contain knowledge about the field of creation.

This is like if you want to continue to improve your primary school knowledge, you have to choose to check information from high school textbooks.

It is precisely this reason that there are very few arcane masters who create factions, and even only a handful of them have the strength to level 20 or above.

From this point of view, this creator of the semi-plane is likely to have mastered the arcane knowledge of creating semi-plane, otherwise, it would not be possible to explain why this semi-plane, which is only the size of a square, is so complete.

Brian felt aroused in his heart and guessed the reason.

"Let's go, instead of standing here to guess, it's better to go in in person." He said to Herist, who is still studying the semi-plane.

Then, he called out another golemnly and walked towards the depths of the palace together.

They walked along a corridor, and Brian saw with the help of the light emitted from his staff that the life of the great arcane Opus on the walls on both sides of the corridor actually recorded.

These scenes include the great arcane’s concern for the well-being of the people and the affairs of the city, reading books, falling in love and managing their own gardens.

At about halfway up the stairs, the painting begins to depict the floating city ascends to the sky, the battle with Ferin Demon Kui, the future prophesy of the Great Arcane, the process of creating a semi-plane. During his sleepy funeral, the Great Arcane and the color-resistant scroll were sealed in the coffin, and the demise of the Azuma City.

"Lord...Master...He is...My..."

When the amnesia golem saw these murals, it seemed to recall something. It suddenly stopped, stared at the portrait of the arcane, muttering sadly, and gravel slid down from its eyes.

"It's obvious that your master is sleeping in the coffin." Brian said to the golem, "Go away, don't waste time here."

The golem's dim gaze showed a confused look. It wiped the tears that did not exist in the corner of its eyes and continued to move forward.

After arriving at the destination, Brian signaled the psychic sage who was following him to stay alert and looked around with interest.

He first saw a sarcophagus in the center of a spacious grave, covered with inscriptions.

The ceiling is decorated with magical stars, while the west wall carved a beautiful scene of rivers and hills, and the picture frame is engraved with magical runes.

The carving of the river scene looks like a portal to where it is.

At this moment, Brian suddenly discovered that the moment the slowest golem entered the room, a glyph appeared on it and shone with light.

At the same time, the scene on the west wall gradually became vivid.

The carved river began to flow, and the flowers and plants on the banks began to sway in the breeze.

The stone frame looks like a gate to this beautiful place.

A glimmer flashed in the golem's expression, and he said to the two in a low voice:

"The master's sarcophagus is covered with Neserier's spells. For thousands of years, it is these spells that have allowed my master to maintain his life in the coffin. If the sarcophagus is opened, my master will wake up, but the spells that maintain life on it will also fail. Within a few seconds, the master's body will turn into dust and die."

Brian was stunned for a moment, then looked at the golem thoughtfully.

Apparently, he was a little surprised by the golem who had suddenly recovered his memory.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! From the sudden remarks of the golem, we can know that he only needs to open the sarcophagus and turn the corpse of the great arcane into dust to obtain the treasure he left behind, and even without the use of the prayer scroll obtained from the Lord of the Wind Giant Spirit.

"Brian, the carving of the river scene is indeed a portal," Herist said to Brian through his soul voice, "and this is also a portal to the Pure Land."

"Look at there." She pointed to the symbols around the frame of the west wall.

Brian followed Herist's slender fingers and saw the symbols manifest into a string of languages ​​from the period of the Naserel Empire:

"May the great arcane Opus find the way to the Pure Land and enjoy peace after making such sacrifices."

He nodded thoughtfully and said to the golem, "What would you do if I didn't choose to open the sarcophagus."

"I will push the sarcophagus sealed by my master to the entrance to the Pure Land, accompany him to the Pure Land, and fulfill his last wish." The golem stared at the symbols around the picture frame, and was silent for a long time, and said slowly.

"It's actually not necessary to be so troublesome." Brian took out the scroll and said to the golem. "I have a scroll of prayer here. I can save your master from turning into dust after opening the sarcophagus, or resurrect him after turning into dust."

"Really?" The dim light flashed in the golem's eyes.

"That's right." Brian nodded slightly, but he didn't have such great hope in his heart.

"That's so thank you." The golem bowed deeply to him excitedly.

Brian took out the prayer scroll with an uneasy look, ready to open it with a rough look.

He didn't pretend, he was indeed a little worried.

The basic concept of the Nine-ring Spell Prayer is very simple. As long as you make a wish, it will help you realize it. The degree of freedom is greater than any spell, but the level of the prayer scroll is also higher than that of any spell. If you are not careful, you may even be in danger of life.

Brian has heard of it for a long time, let alone trying to awaken the people who have been sleeping for thousands of years.

For example, if you make a wish that the world is invincible, your power will instantly reach the world's invincibility in the next second, the price is that your life span will be burned instantly, and then a song of cold will be given to you.

An ancient green dragon once tried to use the prayer technique, hoping that his property would never be stolen. As a result, all his property was thrown into the astral realm and then exploded into astral dust with a bang.

Now, the Green Dragon's treasure has really become something that no one can steal.

There are even some players who are desperate to use the technique of prayer to gain more wishes at the cost of one wish.

This wish can indeed be realized, but the effect is to put the player in an endless closed time loop and constantly move him back to the time of the first wish.

Thinking of all the terrible consequences, Brian secretly broke into a cold sweat.

He took a deep breath, tore the scroll open, and shouted at the colorful glow that emitted, "I hope that the great arcane Opus will avoid the tragedy of turning into dust after opening the sarcophagus."

There are three rules for prayer:

First: It must be one sentence.

Second: You must speak with ‘I hope…’.

Third: It must be finished within six seconds.

Just finished speaking.

Brian saw the floating colorful glow suddenly dissipated, and delivered a slightly playful word to his mind: "Adventurer, your wish has been fulfilled."

Seeing that there was no abnormality in himself, Brian breathed a sigh of relief, and then signaled the golem to open the sarcophagus.

As the sarcophagus was slowly opened, the golem knelt in front of the sarcophagus excitedly, waiting patiently for the great arcane to wake up.

After Brian learned from Herist's spiritual transmission that there was no danger around him, he walked to the sarcophagus with confidence.

He saw an old man with a white face and a white hair sleeping peacefully in the sarcophagus.

Around him, like the North Star lady Blassi, there were also many funeral objects placed.

What attracted Brian's attention most was the two books and a color-resistant scroll wrapped in silk.

Because he has obtained the background expertise of "Archaeology Inheritance" and has the ability to perceive color-resistant scrolls, he instantly senses it when he reaches a certain range.

During the long wait, when Brian thought something was wrong with his prayer technique, he finally saw the eyelids of the great arcane Opus squirming slightly and slowly opened his wise eyes.

"Master, you...you are finally awake!" the golem shouted excitedly, and tears of joy surged from its eyes.

"Sapphire Sweater, thank you for your protection and persistence." The great archanger who stood up from the sarcophagus said to the golem in an old voice, "Thank you for your hard work."

He closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, as if he was sensing the situation outside through some kind of spell.

The moment he opened his eyes, Brian felt that the great arcane had obviously become much older.

He floated out of the sarcophagus, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the river flowing on the walls on the west and the flowers and plants swaying in China in a breeze, and sighed sadly: "I didn't expect that the disaster would come, and in the end he could not escape the fate of destruction."

Brian and Helister looked at each other, and both of them tactfully did not disturb the great arcane who remembered the past.

"Young man, I can feel the blood of the Neserels flowing in your body." The great arcane turned around and looked at Brian with wise eyes, "Tell me what your name is."

"Brian."

Brian said his name calmly, "Hello, Lord Opas, the Great Arcane."

"Since you can find this place, I must have some understanding of me." The great arcane said slowly, "I don't have much time, so let's talk about it for a long time."

"On behalf of all Neserirs, I welcome your arrival, Brian, where the hope of the Empire is."

"Child, maybe I am a stranger to you, but to me, to us, you are a very familiar existence. Since you have stepped into this place, you should know your destiny."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The Great Arcane said sincerely to Brian, "Now is the time for you to fulfill your mission. Come on, accept my inheritance and recast the new glory of the Naserel Empire..."

"Wait a moment!"

Brian interrupted the Great Arcane, "I didn't come for this, Lord Opas."

"oh?"

Hearing Brian's unexpected answer, the great arcane was slightly stunned. He obviously did not expect that the other party would give such an answer.

"Isn't this a mission for a descendant of Neseril?" he sighed softly and said slowly, "The reason why I survived until now is that I don't want to see my lifelong research be lost."

"Maybe...you should feel the mood of our tribe and understand my difficulties at this moment." The great arcane waved at Brian in Herrist's vigilant gaze.

“Respond to our call…Bryan…”

Suddenly, in the infinite void, the sound rang out and disappeared, like waves, coming one after another.

"For the future of Naserel..."

Brian held his forehead, and the pain and hazy words from there made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He found that some terrible messages were beyond his imagination, and were constantly like a flood, as if he had ignored his spiritual defense line and rushed into his mind with waves.

Those emotions made Brian feel frightened and uneasy, because he had never felt so many emotions so directly.

It was as if I was surrounded by countless people, and everyone was shouting at him, with screams of fear, calls of joy, roars of anger, and wailing of disappointment.

Brian felt almost crazy, he wanted to scream and stop these sounds, but he couldn't do it.

Although he knew what kind of benefits he would get after taking over the so-called mission of the Great Arcane, he did not want to take on this mission in this way.

Just like the one he rejected Hisaiah at the beginning.

His loyalty belongs only to him, and even the gods cannot do it.

This is the principle he has always adhered to.

Because he is a person who makes a promise, once he makes a promise to others, he will definitely complete it, otherwise he will feel a loophole in his own state of mind.

The promise of saving a small world, this heavy burden has been pressing on his shoulders like a mountain, and he no longer wants to bear the mission of rebuilding the Naserel Empire.

Therefore, he would rather give up the inheritance left by the great arcane than agree to his request.

After all, the so-called inheritance is not composed of knowledge. If others can study and master this knowledge, why should he belittle himself and say that he cannot do it?

He firmly believed that this was just a matter of time for him.

Obtaining the inheritance of the Great Arcane is nothing more than to advance his strength and not to keep his stagnant without the inheritance.

He did not want to tie himself to the Naserel Empire because of a mission.

At this moment, Brian only felt his brain was drowsy, and even his thoughts were almost impossible to save. The crazy and chaotic voices from the Neserel people rushed around him, making him almost crazy...

Just when Brian felt that he was about to be unable to support him, suddenly a soft little hand slid into his palm.

The spiritual energy that soothed people's hearts made the originally chaotic and irritable sounds in his mind as if they were isolated by something, quickly fading away and reducing the sound.

Brian looked back and tightened Herist's hand, giving him a grateful look.

"I came here just to explore knowledge, not to rebuild any morbid glory." He came back to his senses, and his firm eyes met the great arcane.

"So, are you pursuing the eternality of arcane?" A smile suddenly appeared in the wise eyes of the great arcane master, and asked, "Do you know what eternity is?"

"It's because I don't know that I have to pursue it."

Brian shook his head slightly, looked at the great arcane thoughtfully, and said firmly and solemnly:

"Although the so-called eternity seems more like a kind of spiritual comfort, even so, I firmly believe that for the real arcane seekers, they will resolutely choose to pursue this illusory eternity. Because the pursuit of goallessness is like an expedition in the dark, and my journey is: arcane!"

After saying these words, Brian suddenly felt his body and mind smooth. Even the regret of missing the inheritance of the Star Treasure House quickly faded from his heart, as if he had missed nothing but an inconspicuous scenery on the road of life.

Herist, who was beside him, smiled after hearing Brian's words, and looked at him with a strange look, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Very good, very good, sober and rational, firm goals, ambition and ideals. This is the inheritor I need." The great arcane stroking his white beard, nodded with great satisfaction, and then his wrinkled old face slightly condensed, and said to him earnestly:

"Bryan, I hope you can always remember that anyone who wants to become an arcane must ultimately pursue the only arcane truth in order to reach the highest level."

"However, if we want to master arcane, we must first learn to respect arcane, suppress the terrible fantasy that arises in our minds, and explore the truth of arcane with a sense of awe and rationality. Only then will our path to arcane art go longer in the future.

In the ancient times when elves, dwarves, giants, and dragons rule the world's dense forests and wildernesses, all those who have the ability to use magic are committed to pursuing powerful power, knowledge of secret taboos, and further understanding of the essence of magic, and even at all costs and any means, just to overcome their opponents.

At this point, the powerful empires of our early humans were exactly the same.

The Imaska ​​Empire mastered a lot of knowledge about portals and gates of other worlds. They plundered tens of thousands of natives from other worlds, forced them to become slaves to their secret powers, and squeeze their value.

In the end, in order to fight against the enemy, they summoned countless monsters from another world, but not long after, these monsters and slaves broke away from their master's control and became a permanent scourge that still threatened the material world.

The Netherel Empire is proficient in the art of making magical devices. Our floating cities are spread over the clouds, covering the sky and the sun. Who would have thought that these amazing or fearful magical skills have long turned into extremely inconspicuous dust in the wild desert.

Therefore, the end result of these powerful empires is: destruction!

Because they lack awe of magic, and the calmness and reason for pursuing the truth of knowledge, they give up everything in order to pursue power. They can't see anything but magic. Such a madman who has lost his mind, what else can he talk about pursuing the truth of arcane? They have long lost themselves.

They are like a tragedy on the other side of perfection. All blood and tears breed buds in the withered thorns. The buds will bloom in the raging wind and rain, and eventually disappear into the wet air."

"My words are all in this way. After all, I should have died thousands of years ago, but I was trapped in the material world by an unwilling obsession. Seeing you, the obsession in my heart dissipated. Goodbye, Brian, a descendant of the empire, may the arcane be with us. If we have the opportunity, we may be able to see in the Pure Land in other ways."

After the great arcane said that, he turned around resolutely, and his golem followed closely.

Immediately afterwards, a colorful portal appeared on the stone picture frame on the west wall.

Through the light of the portal, Brian saw that it was a pastoral scene that shone with the light of life and beauty all the time.

The Pure Land, the House of infinite mercy.

The moment the Great Arcane and his golem entered the portal together, three Seraphites holding holy swords and slapped the snow-white wings appeared at the other end to welcome the arrival of the Great Arcane.

"I will remember your words in my heart..."

Brian looked at the portal that was about to disappear and the back of the great arcane Opus with a complicated expression, and saluted respectfully.

Faced with such a generous Arcane, a sudden feeling of guilt suddenly arose in his heart, guilt that his words just now were too tough.

However, even if he learns the truth, he will still choose his own path without hesitation.

Of course, in other words, if he hadn't had such a tough attitude, he would have probably not been recognized by the other party.

In short, this is a great arcane who does not play according to common sense.

Recalling the continuous information that had just been like a flood, ignoring his spiritual defense line and rushing into his mind, Brian felt that if necessary in the future, he would not mind helping the descendants of Naserier whom he recognized.

No longer thinking about it, he came to the sarcophagus with Herist, ignored the burial objects, and took the lead in putting away the two books and the second color-resistant scroll he obtained in his life.

Looking at the three items in his hand, Brian was in a surprisingly calm mood, as if it was a sparse and ordinary thing.

This made him vaguely feel that his state of mind is slowly changing, and he is developing in a rational direction without being tempted by any external objects.

He put away the color-resistant scroll that recorded the knowledge of advanced creation and looked at two magic books with black covers.

Because of the blessing of constant magic, they will not be burned by flames or soaked in water, nor will they decay due to time.

Opus' Golem Manual

Type: Strange things

Quality: Golden Legend

Explanation: The golem is an automatically constructed creature created by magical power. If you want to create a golem, it must involve the use of powerful magic and elemental power. The golem's revitalization power is the soul from the earth elemental world and the refined soul crystal. The process of creating a golem, simply put, is to integrate an unwilling soul into an artificial object and force it to accept the instructions of the golem's creator.

During the period of Naserel, Opus, a great arcane who was proficient in the Creation School, studied the advanced creative knowledge in Naserel's scrolls, and recorded the methods and spells necessary to create various golems in this book.

Effect:

After the creation of a golem, you can tear off a page from this magic book and let the page be swallowed by the magic flames. When you sprinkle the ashes of the page on the body of the golem, you can hold an activation ceremony for the golem without any cost.

Note: After different types of book pages are torn off, they will be restored at different times.

Low-level golem: daily (3/3 times).

Mid-level golem: Monthly (3/3 times).

Advanced Golem: Yearly (3/3 times).

Legendary Golem: Every 10 years (3/3 times).

Note: When you activate the golem through this book, there is a certain chance that the golem will awaken its independent consciousness and personality. The higher the level of the golem, the higher the chance of awakening.

………………………………………

Seeing this golem manual, Brian couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Making a golem requires at least three steps.

The first thing to do is to build its body, the work requires exquisite carving, stone art, iron art or surgical skills.

The maker of golems is sometimes a master of art creation, but most people who want to make golems will hire corresponding craft masters to complete the work.

The same goes for Brian, giving this step to professionals who are good at stone art or stone carving.

After making a body with clay, flesh, steel or stone, the second step is to inject the golem into the spirit and soul crystals from the earth element plane by the maker of the golem.

This process is mainly to bind the spirit or soul into an artificial body.

The third step is to hold an awakening ceremony for the golem, that is, to activate the spirit or soul crystal bound in the body, so that the golem can obey the will of the maker.

In the ritual of activating golems, at least six-ring spell command techniques are required, eight-ring spells transform all things, and seven-ring spells are limited prayer techniques.

At the same time, the creators will also be absorbed with a weak life energy, which is an experience value in the words of their players.

In Brian's impression, a low-level golem requires 1,000 experience. Indigenous people who have no experience system will make a low-level golem, and the life energy consumed is equivalent to two days of their personal life span.

From this we can see the importance of this book. The most important thing is that it also records many golem types that he didn't even know.

Such as: Deep Dark Golem, Shadow Steel Golem, Rainbow Light Golem, Brass Golem, etc., and even low-level structural puppets used for mining ore and transportation, such as Hammer and Crusher.

Brian solemnly put away the golem manual and looked at the next book.

Although this ordinary magic book does not seem to be thick, when he read it, he was stunned by the rich knowledge system in the creation field.

This made him vaguely feel that this book is probably the so-called inherited item in the mouth of the great arcane Opus.

Because this not only records many hard-core knowledge and the author's own insights in the field of arcane creation, but also leaves behind all the spells mastered by the Great Arcane master before his lifetime, as well as the ten-ring and eleven-ring spells.

This is simply priceless for Brian.

It is no wonder that this generous great arcane master tried his determination to pursue arcane.

At the same time, in this book, Brian also found the truth about the small plane.

The origin of the semi-plane

Level: 11

Creation Domain (Symbol System)

Identification spell DC: 25

Ingredients: V, S, M

Spell casting time: 30 days and 11 minutes

Range: None

Goal: None

Duration: Permanent

Exemption: None

Spell resistance: None

Source: Unknown

Research requirements: 225,000 gold coins, 5 days, 90,000 experience value.

Elements: Creation (DC21), permanently lasting *5, casting time 10 minutes (DC-20), casting time 30 days (DC-60).

Effect: Create a semi-plane with a radius of 0.5 meters, centered on the caster's position.

Note: This spell is used to create a stable, tiny half-plane that you can cast only when you are in the ether plane.

When you complete this spell, the density of your location will increase rapidly until the starting point of this half-plane is generated, and this point will then grow outward at a rate of 3 cm per day until it reaches the range determined by the spell.

This semi-plane has only the most unprocessed primitive substance—no atmosphere, water, undulating terrain or any creature (such as plants), nor any structure (such as buildings, roads, walls or something like that), you have to create these things with other spells (if you want). You can increase the volume of the semi-plane by casting this spell again, which will increase by 5 meters per cast (but you can't change the environment of this plane either.)

Note: Any creature with the ability to move planes can freely enter and exit this semi-plane - as long as they know the location.
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