Knight and Wand

Chapter 361: Planeswalker's Journal

After seven days of rapid march, they finally arrived back at Castle Avalon and Corvis jumped off the back of the possessed Hippogriff.

"Welcome back, Mr. Arundel."

Tekatu, dressed in a simple robe, nervously imitated his elder brother Brandon in front of him and saluted.

"I have something urgent to do, but I won't stay long." Corvis nodded to the boys who were only a few years younger than him, handed the reins to Brandon who came forward to greet him, and said, "Go wash Xiao An's body to cool him down, and feed him later. He is exhausted."

As he was in a hurry, he did not exchange pleasantries with the two students and hurried towards the Mage Tower at the back of the academy.

The seal released the ban and he stepped into the magic curtain. Corvis pushed open the door of the tower and took the elevator straight to the library.

Coming to the bookshelf where magic books were neatly arranged, he pulled out a thick catalog from under the shelf, then spread out the notebook in his other hand. The pages moved automatically without wind, and according to his will, he turned to the page of notes where the soul bell rune symbols and magic patterns were copied.

He recited aloud according to the recognizable fields, and the magic book catalog began to turn pages by itself. All the titles of the classics containing the content of the relevant fields glowed, and he couldn't wait for the wisdom of living beings to come and read them.

Corvis looked around and came to the corresponding bookshelves and read the titles of the books. The corresponding magic books immediately moved out of their display positions and flew behind him.

He read out the items that needed to be consulted one by one, and soon, the ancient magic books and volumes following behind him were piled up like a low wall.

Putting down the library catalog and looking back at the mountain of books behind him, even with Corvis's patience, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

He needed to streamline and filter the scope of knowledge search, otherwise he might not be able to finish reading even if he stayed in Avalon for a year.

After thinking for a while, Corvis recited several rune words in succession, constantly combining and selecting books that contained related information.

It was not until he read the word "Klenion" that the numerous floating magic books fell silent one by one, and finally only one was still floating in front of him.

There is only one book that records this word?

Corvis was stunned for a moment, letting the black-covered ancient book fall into his hands.

"Travel Log of Gaia's Planes"

——Anonymous, Arcane Court Travelsmage.

When I opened the book, I saw a dazzling list of names listed in beautiful handwriting on the table of contents.

Death world · Nihuis. Iron wasteland · Pandaon. Ice world · Babad. Broken star · Suhuyatai horizon star island · Senet.
Although he was very curious about the ancient wizard's travels in other dimensions, Corvis did not get distracted and quickly found the words he wanted to know from a row of ranking lists.
The pages of the book rustled, and we came to the second half of this thick travelogue.

The first sentence at the beginning is the complaint of the ancient mage author:
Subjective time, the 361,437th Gaia Day, salutations to the Great Lord Arias who is approximately 99% omniscient.

It's a rare planet with intelligent life, but there is no natural magic here. I almost suffocated when I just escaped from the void. Fortunately, I can still absorb some chaotic magic from the spiritual world here, which is better than nothing.

But the starship that was rebuilt with great difficulty only lasted for a moment before it fell apart, and not a single constructed golem in the wreckage was able to function.

I reiterate to Omros that I really hate the realm where material logic and mathematical laws are different. I was trapped in that damn two-dimensional plane for almost a hundred years before I found a way to reshape my body. I hope that there won't be any strange toxins and laws here to kill me again.

It's not a pleasant feeling to return to the material plane from the spirit world. Who knows when Yinnie's power will notice me? I don't want to sink into the Dead Sea so early.
I hope that the beautiful Lord Ilaril and the wise Lord Arias will soon invent magical instruments that are suitable for most of the void.
Subjective Period, 361,445th Gaia Day
This place seems to have an unformed star soul, but is He not so welcoming to me using the power of the spiritual world, or is He not so welcoming to a stranger like me with unknown origins?

But what surprised me even more was that although this world is shrouded in dark clouds all year round and no stars can be seen, the races in this world actually look very similar to humans on Gaia. It's really a miracle.

You know, even if the Herans and Flores people were born on the same planet, the connection between them in blood and appearance is far greater than the gap between them and Xiaomai.

I need to find two corpses to perform autopsies to see the structure.

Regardless, it was gratifying to see that this time the person who could speak and think was not a ball of energy, but a human who looked similar. Corvis frowned.

"This word, it turns out, refers to an alternate dimension in the void?"

He was not sure whether the words taken from the Soul Bell and the travel notes of the ancient wizard were a coincidence.

But the dark clouds covering the foreign land mentioned in the book gave Corvis a sudden shock in his heart, and he recalled the intersection of planes caused by the great magic ritual in the Undead War.

He had a vague sense of foreboding and immediately continued reading.
Subjective time period, 361,479 Gaia days.

So that's how it is. This world is not always shrouded in darkness. There is a group of vampire undead called the Dark Night Clan who block out the stars in the sky and try to steal the power of the Dead Sea. It seems that I have a lot to talk about with these local undead wizards. Maybe they can help me repair the starship?

(Gulorelit swear words)

The local wizards are just a bunch of arrogant fools, only worthy of being called wizards, especially the ugly one called Skush. Forgive me, I seldom attack others' appearance, but I thought he was attracted by my knowledge, but I didn't expect that he was actually eyeing my body and wanted to turn me into his slave.

What did Lord Ilaril say?

Idiot who buys the box and returns the pearls.

I couldn't stand this kind of insult, so I decided to join the local human kingdom and overthrow the rule of those idiots. These foreign humans might not be strong enough or smart enough, but at least they knew how to respect outsiders and knowledge.

Subjective time, 397,980 Gaia days.

Skush is indeed tough. Even if the sun covers the earth again, he cannot be killed. The sun here is just an ordinary material star, not as powerful as the supreme Mosera.

Skush is indeed quite good at life science. If he was born in Gaia, he might have had the opportunity to become Lord Holemond's student.

Unfortunately, he has offended the wrong person. I know a lot of ways to deal with this kind of undead species. Next time I travel, I will throw him into the rift cage in the spirit world and let him enjoy the true happiness of eternal life.

We are ready to set off. It took a hundred years to repair the starship. Although its appearance has become somewhat like the style of the Heran people, I have to say that in such a plane with almost no magic power, it is another miracle. To be honest, it is smoother than I expected. I don’t even know how the power source of the starship was restored.

Although the locals tried to keep me, I would not stop my journey. The title of "Planeswalker" was given to me by Lord Ilaril himself before I set out. How could I bring shame to such an honor?

What's more, the locals have worshipped me as a god, which is really embarrassing. It would be better for them to worship the young star souls at their feet.

I swear to God, even if Lord Ilaril can't spank me right now, I don't have the bad taste of playing tricks like that guy Novadin in front of the Feru people.
It's time to leave. Let me think about how to record this trip.

Today, locals call their homeland the Land of the Sun and the Dawn Star.

In Lorelian, it would probably be written as "Kleinian".

After reading to the end, Corvis quickly turned to the next page. Seeing that it was a record of a completely different journey, he closed the ancient magic journal in his hand.

A blood-sucking immortal race.

The dark clouds of eternal night cover the earth.

Different dimension, Klenion.

This is obviously not a coincidence.

Leon must be informed as soon as possible.

Corvis put the diary aside and continued to delve into the pile of books, hoping to find more clues.
(End of this chapter)