Lord of Spells from Faerûn

This knowledge urged Mystra to take action. An hour before Io's summons, she had hidden part of her divine power in the believers in the kingdom. She didn't know why she had the idea to do this, but obviously she must be grateful. On your own whim, now is the time to get it back.

Mystra began to cast spells, locating the location where she kept her power. Even in her current unstable state, the goddess of magic could still easily complete complex gestures and chant the necessary incantations. But when her spell was finished, nothing happened.

"No!" Mystra yelled, her voice echoing across the mountains, and her expression became crazy and persistent. "I will never stand for you taking away my magic, Io!"

"I! It's magic!"

The goddess tried to cast a spell again, and a column of green energy erupted from the ground and quickly engulfed her. Mystra screamed in agony as magical energy struck her disembodied body and green lightning shot through her blue-white cloud. In the few seconds before losing consciousness, the last thing that appeared in her field of vision was the dazzling black clouds above the holy steps of heaven.

She realized horribly that due to her fall, the Magic Network would no longer have a host, and everything would fall into disorder and chaos.

At the top of the holy steps, at the connection point of the planes, Heim witnessed the complete scene of Mystra being knocked unconscious by a chaotic spell. Although he is still scarred by Io's wrath, unlike other gods, he still retains his usual appearance in the kingdom of the gods: a tall, fully armored warrior with an iron glove carved with a Eyes that never sleep.

Heim's eyes were clear, but when he turned around and looked up at the dark clouds surrounding him, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "What is my punishment? Your Majesty Ao?"

Ao was silent for a while. Heim nodded slowly as he answered, and the answer he got wasn't all that unexpected.

——

At this time, Waterdeep City fell into greater turmoil.

Imrik looked at the pedestrians on the street. They seemed to have fallen into madness. After the stars fell, not only priests, but also many wizards and warlocks wearing robes also fell into madness.

Imrik closed his eyes and felt the magic network around him, restless, wild, disorderly, and uneasy.

"What the hell is going on, Clinshinibon." Imric asked in a deep voice. He even saw a mage on the street trying to release the teleportation spell, but was smashed into a pulp by a huge force field fist falling from the sky. .

"The Magic Network. The Magic Network has collapsed. No, this is impossible, is it really true?" The broken magic crystal was talking nonsense in Imrik's mind, its tone full of surprise and fear.

"Explain what is going on." Imrik frowned. In this situation, he did not dare to cast spells at all, for fear of triggering the mechanism of the Endless Book to create a new magic network, which would be dangerous.

"The goddess of magic has probably disappeared." The broken magic crystal said tentatively.

Imric reacted like a frightened cat: "Disappear? Goddess of Magic? What the hell are you talking about?!"

Broken Magic Crystal explained: "Many years ago, I witnessed the loss of an ancient magical civilization, which was called Netheril. According to wild history, the goddess of magic punished the civilization that tried to surpass the gods, but in fact , but not so."

"Netheril civilization is different from today's magic civilization. They invented many powerful spells, spells that transcend the nine circles. It is a completely different spell system from legendary spells. It is extremely powerful. They call it arcane magic and call themselves Arcanists, one of the geniuses named Karthus is one of the most outstanding arcanists among them."

"It is said that Karsus developed an extremely powerful spell that even threatened the ancient goddess of magic."

"The goddess of magic was dethroned by Karsus' spell, but his stupidity did not allow him to foresee that his weak nature as a mortal could not control the power of the gods, let alone such a great creation as the magic network."

"In order to stop Karsus, the goddess of magic dedicated her life and was reincarnated into the goddess of magic she is today. The speed of reincarnation was so fast, but the short gap in the middle still caused the magic network to completely collapse, the heaven and earth were reversed, and yin and yang were in chaos. , the positive and negative merged, and the magical civilization of Netheril disappeared overnight."

Broken Demon Crystal paused, and then said with a fearful tone: "The appearance of the magic network now is exactly the same as before. No, it is a little bit slight, at least it is just a little more chaotic now."

Imrik took a breath of cold air, and the words of the broken magic crystal made him shudder. The goddess of magic dies? This is simply unacceptable. That is Mystra, who is at the top even among the gods! Really powerful divine power!

Then, he thought of the meteors that filled the sky. The collapse of the magic network seemed to have started at that time. Could it be that those meteors are the bodies of the goddess of magic? Or... the body of the gods?

Imric was startled by his guess, then shook his head and discarded the ridiculous idea.

He hurried out of the door, he needed to see what was going on.

Imric did not use magic because he knew that the Book of Endlessness would most likely create a normal magic network for him to use, but he was not sure whether what the broken magic crystal said was true. If the goddess of magic had not fallen, he might have seen The magic network he created will fall instantly on the spot.

There was chaos everywhere on the street. Imric found a priest who was slumped on the ground and asked, "Excuse me, what's wrong with you?"

The pastor's eyes were dull, he looked at his hands and said, "God has given up on us, and I can't hear His response anymore."

Imric's pupils shrank. It turned out that these priests had lost contact with God. In other words, the magic had probably also failed? Imric suddenly realized that this disaster seemed to have more victims than he imagined.

Imric stopped a passing coachman and gave him a gold coin to take him to the Black Staff Tower. As a chosen one of the goddess of magic, Kelben must know more inside stories.

Although the coachman was a little flustered, Imrik's gold coins were enough to get him back to his daily routine.

Along the way, Imric saw collapsed spellcasters everywhere. They all seemed to be in madness. The priests looked up to the sky and shouted for God's salvation. The mages covered their heads crazily, as if they couldn't believe the reality.

The carriage arrived at the Black Staff Tower, and Imric quickly opened the door and entered. The Black Staff Tower was usually filled with apprentices and mages from all walks of life, but now it was deserted. Imric called the tower spirit of the Black Staff Tower, but he could not get it. respond.

"You came."

Kelben's figure appeared from the stairs of the first floor hall, and he said hello with a tired look on his face.

"What happened?" Imrik asked anxiously.

Kelben shook his head, with deep fatigue and astonishment in his eyes: "I don't know, the goddess of magic has lost contact, the magic network has collapsed, and all the spells cast by the caster have a chance to turn into random wild magic. .”

Wild magic is a random spell power, which means that if an apprentice releases a magic at this time, he may call out the power of the nine-ring meteor burst to smash himself to death.

"How could this happen?" After confirming his suspicion, Imrik was shocked.

Suddenly, he noticed a light seemed to appear in the corner of his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at his chest.

It was the holy symbol necklace given to him by the goddess of magic. The blue-white planet was emitting a faint warm light at this time, seeming to remind Imric of his existence.

(Never mind the lack of information about the Netherese era, as he doesn't know everything.)

In addition, the goddess of magic is not dead yet, so the magic network is not as destructive as it was during the Netherese era.