"You've helped us a lot, if it wasn't you just now..." Ailas Zhuo shook his head slightly, and declined Qin Lun's proposal, "Besides, it would be very dangerous to participate in the battle after you use that thing now!"
As a voter of the Goddess of Magic, Alaszhuo naturally knew what the ray of golden light of divine power that Qin Lun held in his palm was a lucky gold coin forged by the divine blood of the Goddess of Luck and the Misfortune Girl!
"The side effects of this thing can't be avoided if you want to. Now that the enemy is not interested in fighting, even if there is an opportunity to kill me, you can't seize it. It would be better to let the bad luck dissipate faster." Qin Lun bowed his head. Looking at the lucky gold coin in his hand, he chuckled softly.
"Then... do you have any suggestions?" Alaszhuo thought for a while, and felt that what Qin Lun said was not unreasonable, so he nodded and agreed.
"Master Alustri, are all the vines decorated in the palace tonight?" Qin Lun looked up at the fruit vines hanging down like a bead curtain.
"This is a special variety prepared for the celebration, and it is only available in the banquet hall." Alaszhuo's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood Qin Lun's meaning, "However, there is no shortage of green plants throughout the Supreme Palace. Before the start, many large bonsai plants were transplanted from outside for decoration."
Eraszhuo frowned slightly, "You want to use protective wood magic... Is it necessary? I just had someone activate the Mystic Barrier, and those Zhentarim assassins have become entangled turtles, unable to escape Palace!"
"You are too confident, Master Alustriel!" Qin Lun sighed, "Since the Zhentarim can come in, they will naturally prepare a retreat for themselves. Although I am not sure what their specific means are yet, but I'm afraid the Mystic Barrier won't be able to trap them."
As a chosen one of Mystra, Alastriol has shown outstanding magical talent since she was a child. Although she experienced countless adventures when she was young, she never suffered a major setback.
To put it another way, this darling of the goddess of magic has her own protagonist template, who transforms gorgeously every time she encounters danger, makes a breakthrough in front of the battle, or meets the rescuer just right.
Just like this assassination incident, such a desperate situation could not hurt her hair. She enjoyed the benefits of the lucky gold coins, but Qin Lun had to bear the side effects, so she was willing. Having lived like this for the first half of his life, it's no wonder that Alastriol has unparalleled self-confidence.
However, perhaps this too thrilling experience made her shaken. Hearing what Qin Lun said, she finally frowned and asked curiously: "Which kind of wood magic do you plan to use... don't make too much noise. Oh, the destruction!"
"No, it's just an extra layer of insurance for the Mystic Barrier!" Qin Lun smiled and took out a simple scroll from his arms and tore it open. Suddenly, a powerful and evil wave surged in the space around the two of them. breath.
"The magic breath of the beholder?" The fluctuation of the magic power emitted from the scroll made Alaszhuo change his color slightly, and he looked at Qin Lun suspiciously.
"The will of the beholder is just an auxiliary magic scroll!"
At this time, Qin Lun's attention had been fully concentrated, he answered with some difficulty, and then closed his eyes. Numerous earthworm-like blue veins were erected on his forehead, he raised his palms with difficulty, and slapped them on the floor of the banquet hall.
"The tree world is coming!"
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A figure wearing a hooded mage's robe ran quickly in the corridor of the palace. He looked very strange, as if the mage's robe on his body had been cut by many sharp knives, completely turning into a beggar's outfit.
The skin under the clothes was pale and bloodless, and wounds like a baby's mouth could be seen in many places, and even the face was seriously injured, with several pieces of skin drooping and hanging down.
However, surprisingly, none of these wounds ooze blood, and in some places, another layer of skin under the dead skin can be seen, as if the person has two layers of skin.
This person is the Angelo pretender who assassinated the centaur lord before, and the sub-legendary strongman named "Crow" in the Zhentarim Society.
The crow's combat class is not a mage, but an assassin, a powerful class that combines some of the characteristics of a thief and a ranger. It not only has the stealth and agility of a thief, but also has the perception and comprehensive combat ability of a ranger.
As the vanguard of this operation, the crow is the most capable of escaping among them, and he is responsible for attracting a large number of guards arranged by Elastra near the banquet hall.
It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. The Lord of Silvermoon didn't arrange many patrol guards near the banquet hall, but there were powerful people like the Queen of Storms and the Grand Druid of Jalan Nord among the people protecting the banquet hall.
The injury on his body was the result of the Storm Queen's hurricane spell just now. Fortunately, his speed was still faster than Elaslan Silverhand, so he narrowly escaped the range of the hurricane spell.
The crow only felt two powerful auras following him all the time, like sharp edges on his back. His heart, which had been stable for a long time, was beating violently, and excitement and throbbing involuntarily gushed out of his body. Those who walk in the dark love the thrill of being on the verge of life and death.
The figure flashed into the corner of this corridor like a puff of smoke, and the crow did not choose to break out of the palace. Not to mention that the silver-clothed guards who received the warning had already surrounded the entire palace, even the layer of mystical barrier covering the Supreme Palace could not be broken by him alone.
At the end of this long corridor is the servants' quarters, where there are tunnels leading to the subterranean floors. The underground part of the Supreme Palace has a total of twelve floors, and the top four floors include food storage, wine cellars, prison cells and armory.
The fifth floor houses a large collection of miscellaneous items and large equipment, from river boats to long ladders, rams and cables, and various tools. The sixth floor is the tomb of great men who have made great contributions to Silvermoon City. The mages and druids who once ruled Silvermoon City are buried here.
The next six floors are the Silvermoon Treasury, where an astonishing amount of treasures, magic items, and legendary equipment are stored. However, the treasury is covered by an independent recognition magic circle. Any forcible entry into the treasury will be detected by the steel golem, and the expulsion mechanism set in their bodies will be activated.
With the fighting power of these steel golems, without a complete five-member legendary team, they are simply unable to contend with the large number of golems. This is the case without the intervention of the Silver Guards.
The destination of the crow's intrusion now is the third floor of the underground floor, where there is a prison cell for prisoners.
The Zhentarim has no shortage of mortals, but most are low-ranking members. The strength has reached a high level, and even the legendary members are basically high-level. Most of these people are self-interested, and they will never be dead soldiers who never return.
The Mystic Barrier mentioned by Lord Silvermoon is a spell shield formed by overlapping multiple magic protections. It is indeed a war-level protective magic, as Alastriol said.
Under normal circumstances, the mystical barrier of the Supreme Palace is difficult to break through, but it is not completely without loopholes. If there are two magic circles that generate and restrain each other, they can still open a small gap in a short period of time.
For military-level combat, this kind of breakthrough that can only pass through a few people in a short time is useless, but it is perfect for dealing with assassins.
Of course, if you are well prepared, it is extremely easy to arrange a small magic circle somewhere outside the Supreme Palace, but it is very difficult to do it inside the palace. The Zhentarim Society can send people to sneak into the palace in advance, but the number of people is limited after all, and the layout of the magic circle will take a certain amount of time, and they cannot be discovered yet.
It is risky to dress up as a servant and set up magic circles in warehouses, wine cellars and other places.
This kind of place often has servants coming in and out, and it will be cleaned regularly, so it is difficult not to be discovered. Although they have worked hard to set up a magic circle in a servant's room, they still have another backup.
That is the inaccessible and dirty underground cell! There are two prisons in Silvermoon City, one is next to the guard of the Silver Legion, and the other is on the third floor underground of the Supreme Palace.
The purpose of these two prisons is not the same. The former is used to imprison prisoners with relatively minor crimes, while the latter is used to imprison dangerous death row prisoners. Because most of the death row inmates who committed serious crimes were professionals, ordinary prisons could not trap them, so the prisons were built under the Supreme Palace.
Alustriel enforces an enlightened legal code in Silvermoon City, and does not treat prisoners according to personal preferences. Even when prisoners are sentenced to death, they are given a long period of probation.
The Zhentarim Society took advantage of this and had a certain high-ranking mage deliberately kill people more than two months ago, and was imprisoned in the underground cell of the palace.
The black-robed mage will use these two months to carve out a hidden small magic circle bit by bit in the cell. Then, after the assassination plan was implemented, a chain reaction was formed with the magic circle outside the palace, and a small hole was opened in the mythical barrier to allow other people to withdraw from the palace. This is a retreat specially prepared for the most risky crows.
Just as the crow approached the corridor leading to the underground floor at high speed, a tall figure stood up at the entrance of the corridor.
"Someone is really coming!" Seeing the crow rushing towards here, the figure muttered and taunted, "That guy can always guess so accurately, doesn't it mean that the insanity also has the talent of divination!"
When the crow saw someone in front of him, his pupils shrank, he slowed down, and looked up.
The figure was a blond woman with a protruding front and back, and a devil-like figure. The woman has indifferent eyes, wearing a weird short dress and a short skirt with hips, with her arms folded, holding a pair of black and white revolvers in her left and right hands.
The black and white twin guns looked a bit like the dwarf's magic crystal gun, but the crow had never seen this style.
"My lord, stop the assassins behind, they want to kill me!" Countless thoughts passed through Crow's mind, and he made a decision in an instant. There was a look of panic on his face, and he pointed behind him, but his feet didn't stop, and he quickly approached this strangely dressed woman.
"Oh, is that so?" Paconoda looked over the crow's shoulders and looked towards the back of the corridor, and sure enough, he saw a figure wrapped in a storm rushing towards this side.