Super Magician: The Magic Network Collapsed Again at the Start

Chapter 101 Space Paradise
Although the magical items Italo brought out were all of rare quality, their values ​​varied greatly.

However, Anser was not blinded by luxuries. He didn't care about price; he only cared about which item would be most helpful to him.

After searching for a while, he picked up two magical items that did not require synchronization: the [Protector's Bracelet] and the [Scepter of Protection].

[Magical Item: Guardian's Bracelet]

Category: Curiosities
Rarity: Rare
This is a bracelet made of a rare magical alloy, with silver patterns shimmering on the purple metal.

You can use a magic command to put this metal bracelet on your own or another volunteer's wrist or ankle, and to remove it, you also need a magic command.

"Protective Barrier": The bracelet emits a protective magical barrier with 120 health points.

When the creature wearing the bracelet is injured, it can activate the bracelet through its own reaction, causing the barrier to absorb the damage in its place. It will automatically trigger when the wearer loses consciousness.

Once the protective barrier's health drops to 0, its wearer will suffer all the overflow damage.

The health of a magical barrier cannot regenerate automatically; it can only be restored using barrier-type spells, with the restoration amount being twice that of the spell's ring rank.

This thing is so useful; Anser was just missing a piece of regular protective gear.

The Queen Butterfly Cloak was used to teleport away after being injured. Her shield spell is a bit weak and she can't upgrade it yet, so it's not enough to deal with strong enemies.

The Bracelet of the Protector has properties very similar to the "Arcane Protection" of the Protection School of mages, but when a mage casts a Protection School spell, the magic barrier will automatically regenerate health. Mages can also consume spell slots or mana to regenerate the barrier's health, making it far more flexible and powerful than this bracelet.

Anser doesn't know any barrier-type spells, but he has a death-prevention barrier, which should count.

Even if it can't be charged, this is still a must-have; survival equipment is always expensive.

The other magical item is even more interesting.

[Magic Item: Scepter of Protection]

Category: Scepter
Rarity: Rare
"Space Paradise": The Scepter of Protection connects to an alternate-dimensional space paradise hidden by powerful prophetic magic, which the holder can teleport themselves or other willing beings into.

The first use requires binding to a personal soul or magical aura; it dissipates upon death or prolonged absence.

The park boasts a superior natural environment and always provides ample food and water for visitors.

Each visitor carries a unique Paradise Mark, which the scepter holder can activate at any time to send the visitor to the location of the scepter.

The maximum number of park imprints is 200.

'Isn't this the legendary otherworldly farm?' Anser took a liking to it at first sight.

Space Paradise can serve as an organizational base and a secret treasure trove, and it's excellent for doing business, living, and sheltering friends.

If you encounter real danger, you can go inside to hide. The downside is that you can come out the same way you went in, making it easy to get caught.

Seeing that he had chosen the Scepter of Protection, Italo reminded him with some regret, "Anser, that magical paradise has been destroyed for many years..."

The original Magic Paradise could prevent living beings from aging and could automatically restore the health of visitors, providing delicious food and water continuously, but it is no longer usable and its value has been greatly reduced.

“I guessed it. As long as the space is intact, it’s fine.” Anser didn’t change his mind.

If the Magic Park had remained intact, this thing would never have been lost.

Italo guessed Anser's purpose and decided not to try to persuade him any further. He handed Anser a book-shaped pendant: "Anser, the gates of Candlecastle are always open to you."

“I’ll go if I have the chance.” Anser quickly took it and carefully put it away.

This item is no less valuable than magical equipment. With this token, he can enter Candlecastle at any time, and officially joining might not be difficult.

Italo put away the large book and copying pen, stood up and said goodbye: "Thank you, Sir Tim and Mr. Anser. Today has been very fruitful. I need to go back and process it."

"Okay, I'll take you." Tim wanted him to stay for dinner, but seeing the situation, he didn't insist.

Anser left as well; he had no appetite at all.

Tim, being a professional himself, understood his feelings perfectly and could only smile as he saw them off.

Anser returned to the detached villa, only to find that the things at the entrance had been moved away.

In the living room, Blatt was teaching Giant Tail to speak the common language of Faerûn, but Giant Tail's language talent was only so-so, and he was learning very slowly, so there was still a long way to go.

As soon as Anser entered, he put on the Protector's Bracelet on his left hand. The purple bracelet automatically shrank a size, fitting perfectly.

He took out the Scepter of Protection and infused it with his own magic.

The three-foot-long black scepter trembled, and the milky-white gem embedded in its head suddenly lit up. At the same time, a blurry mental projection appeared in Anser's mind and gradually became clearer.

It was an island, roughly circular in shape, surrounded by seawater, and beyond that, a thick fog obscured its size.

The island is lush and verdant, with a small river flowing through it. In the center of the island stands a tall, black mage tower, like a dodecagonal metal rod with sharp edges and a dull color.

'This is... the Paradise Space?' Anser had a sudden realization.

It looks really good. He was worried that it was a desert inside, which would have made the transformation too costly.

"Come on, come with me." He beckoned to the group, went out first, and climbed onto Nornos's back.

"Where are you going?" Blatt and his two companions grabbed their weapons and chased after them.

"The future organizational base!" Anser smiled mysteriously. "Don't resist, I'll grant you access."

He channeled magic into the scepter, and glowing magical marks flew out, imprinting themselves on the bodies of several people.

Blatt pulled open his collar and saw a fist-sized six-pointed star pattern on his chest, with a black tower-like building in the center.

"Get ready." Anser said, immediately activating the Scepter of Protection.

Before anyone could react, the magic mark suddenly lit up, and at the same time, a pulling force acted on them.

"Don't resist," Anser quickly reminded him.

Everyone relaxed, and the light and shadows in front of them changed so much that they couldn't see anything. Then they felt weightless and dizzy, as if they had been thrown into a tornado, which was very uncomfortable.

It's unclear how much time has passed—maybe a few seconds, maybe tens of minutes. After sensing their return, they staggered a few steps, regained their balance, and took deep breaths.

Anser was the same, but he knew that the teleportation process was not long enough to cause oxygen deprivation; it was just an illusion.

"The air is fairly fresh." He sniffed and looked up to observe his surroundings.

Four people and a horse appeared at the foot of the mage tower in the center of the island. Beneath their feet was a large, dilapidated stone plaza, littered with dead trees and rubble...

There were also countless skeletons and broken bones.

Anser was taken aback. The projected image wasn't clear enough, and he realized that things weren't as rosy as he had imagined when he came in.

"Is this an ancient battlefield?" Blatt drew his weapon with a whoosh, his expression wary.

"This is an alternate dimension hidden by prophetic magic, and I plan to use it as my base..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge roar rang out, the voice deep and resonant, making one's heart ache and feel as if they could not breathe.

"Boom boom boom——"

The group turned to look, and a huge "ancient tree" was walking towards them. It was shaped like a twisted human, with thick legs, a withered crown, and an abstract old man's face on its scaly trunk.

"Tree Man!"

With a wave of his hand, the tree-man sent a giant rock hurtling through the air, its terrifying roar sending chills down one's spine.

"Get away!"

Everyone fled in all directions.

"boom--"

The boulder crashed onto the stone slab, blasting a crater, sending debris flying everywhere with a constant whistling sound; its power was astonishing.

Anser finally understood where all those pits around him came from; the Emotional Paradise Space even had a demolition team.

'Wait a minute, the treants are on the good side, so why are they attacking people right away? Did I pick up a hot potato? Why didn't Italo tell me?' He was full of questions.

The dice spun rapidly, and soon the tree spirit's information appeared:
[The Cursed Treant, a Giant Plant, Challenge Level 9]

"Stop hitting me, let's go, let's go—"

Anser raised his scepter of protection, activated the magical mark, and in a flash of light, the group was teleported away.

The treant paused for a moment, then threw a few stones in a fit of rage before running back to the entrance of the mage tower, where it squatted down like a withered ancient tree.

(End of this chapter)