"Teacher...what happened?" His students could hardly believe their ears.

"I don't know exactly what happened, I can only say that we were lucky enough." Zlaqi shook his head. "Let's go. This is a settlement area, it's not advisable to stay here for long. Come to my mage tower in two hours, we're leaving..."

"Only two hours?!"

Zlaj glanced around the conference hall and said coldly, "Yes, only two hours."

After confirming that his subordinates and students had left, he turned to the darkness and said, "Milliel...how dare you not tell me in advance when planning something like this!"

It was only then that an elderly woman in a black veil emerged from the darkness. She said in surprise, "Elder, this is truly absurd. When I sent Nancy off, I deliberately left the necklace on her chest exposed."

Zlaqi recalled and frowned: "...Giles."

The inspection minister's self-willed decision almost got him into trouble!

But anyway, it didn't matter now. Zlaqi said coldly, "You did a great job... How much did Serabi know about this whole thing?"

"They did try to dig up the graves," Mirriel said calmly. "They were the only group in Halygad who doubted the rising rate of difficult births. Of course, there were a few wizards who wanted to dig up the graves and offer sacrifices to test their theories. Although they were scared away before they could succeed."

"..." Zlachi said coldly, "Sure enough, the evidence in the Serabi Mage Tower was forged by you."

"It's just the crudest and most primitive kind, so it lost its effectiveness so quickly." Miriel chuckled. "The mages of Serab had already begun experimenting. I simply helped publicize a fact: Abeir's elements are far more active than those of Faerûn. Through blood sacrifice, we can obtain elemental amber. If elemental amber is exposed to the material plane for a long time, it will stimulate the elements, causing them to activate more violently, while simultaneously restoring the bodies of mortals back to their elements. That beautiful thunder flower might be the result of the sacrifice of a powerful ancient blue dragon or some extremely powerful air elemental creature."

Zlachi nodded and asked a more concerning question: "With so much elemental amber placed in the hall, what will happen to the Elder Hall and Haligard?"

This is directly related to whether he will flee or start to rebuild people's hearts.

"Of course it's destruction," said Mirriel. "The chosen ones of the Goddess of Magic have arrived. If we don't let them perish here, then Halayach, who will recover first, will immediately begin to devour us. All your centuries of perseverance will be wasted."

“They’ve already started,” Zlaqi said. “Thaqi and Nayef are already in the meeting room.”

"Oh?" Shar's followers smiled sincerely. "It seems the rewards of this adventure are far greater than I imagined."

Zlaj looked at the Mage Tower and said, "Is there any risk of them surviving?"

"Almost none. Unless they've already recognized the cause of this riot... and are determined to end it even at the cost of their own lives." Mirriel shook his head. "Or, in other words, they're willing to sacrifice the artifact."

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At this moment, Emilia was looking at Nancy...or rather, Nancy's former body.

This once beautiful woman has completely...

He really couldn't think of any gentle words to describe her miserable condition.

Her body, even her outer clothes, had completely melted.

The only thing was the necklace that she had originally hidden under her collar, which was now emitting a strange light in the air.

The originally inconspicuous stones finally revealed their abnormality at this moment: they became completely transparent at some point, revealing the four colors representing the elements.

And this wonderful color is now radiating outward like a torch.

For some reason, Emiya thought of the nuclear reactors on Earth.

Now, he only felt that the small stone originally placed in the dimensional bag became extremely hot.

Perhaps this is how the Inspection Department was destroyed.

However, before seeing it with one's own eyes, no one would believe that such an inconspicuous and tiny stone could have such power.

For something as dangerous as it is, the solution seems simple.

However, it can also be incredibly dangerous.

"Snapped."

The mage's hand dissipated.

The steel sword he stretched out accidentally touched a piece of red amber and melted instantly.

The shadow sand that was spread out was blown away by the agitated elements and could not take shape at all.

In fact, after it comes into contact with the floor, everything around it is rapidly alienated or reduced to its original elements.

This thing is probably deadly enough even for real elemental creatures.

It is constantly eroding, even each piece of amber is fighting with each other, different elements are fighting madly in this small space -

The earth element amber has been firmly integrated with the floor tiles, the fire element is trying to burn the floor tiles, the water element is seeping into the floor tiles, and the air element wants to lift the entire necklace into the sky.

Surrounded by external elements, the internal space is being continuously compressed.

Perhaps Silverfire could try to deal with it. But now the Silverfire on his teacher's body was spreading around without mercy, fully helping Silver to stabilize the magic net.

Silver Fire is the last insurance and the hope of rescuing everyone present if Emiya fails. Now we can't let Silver and the teacher be distracted anymore.

Even Xige's dragon breath was ineffective - obviously, dragons are creatures with magical powers. They are powerless in front of this kind of ghost thing that disrupts magic.

Emiya gritted her teeth.

Now, they still have some hidden gems in their warehouse.

They had tried using various magical items - and now, those precious weapons had been reduced to worthless dust.

At this point, all he can use is the strongest thing in all of Faerun and even in the multiverse.

If even they are unable to do anything, then Abel's danger would probably be ten or a hundred times more than initially expected.

The other elders had also noticed Emiya's actions. They couldn't help but look at the magical item that had just turned into molten iron in Emiya's hands, and said with some heartache: "...What is this sword?"

Emeya wiped the sweat from her forehead and replied, "...Holy Avenger. Unfortunately, even weapons of this level cannot resist it."

"Holy Avenger?!"

After hearing these words, the elders present were almost in despair.

The Holy Avenger was undoubtedly the most powerful weapon in the mortal realm, yet even it couldn't touch the necklace? Could they just wait for the necklace's power to dissipate?

Emiya took a deep breath and whispered, "No, we still have some cards up our sleeve."

As she spoke, Emiya took out a dagger from the dimensional hole that had not seen the sun for several months.

The Devil's artifact, the Debt Collector, once nearly took Emiya's life.

The artifact, a weapon that is theoretically almost indestructible, is now their last trump card.

If the debt collectors couldn't do anything... then he would have to use his magical tools one by one.

Although the blades of this weapon are ethereal and can therefore harm ghosts, it does not mean that they cannot reach entities.

The main thing is that other artifacts are somewhat useful... Even though Emilia is now rich enough to rival a country in the physical sense, he still feels a little heartbroken.

At this point, the fibers that originally held the necklace together had long since turned to ashes, and Emiya could only use debt collectors to pick them off one by one.

But at this moment he showed astonishing agility.

The moment the debt collector touched the element, the originally delicate virtual blade suddenly became unstable, as if it was about to shatter.

But in the end it didn't happen.

Emiya felt the weight of the amber, held her breath, picked up the fiery red amber, and threw it into the dimensional hole.

Maybe it was an illusion, but the temperature in the conference hall seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Seeing this scene, a group of elders whose average age was nearly 200 years old couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and cheered.

The virtual blades moved nimbly among the ambers, as if guiding them to fall into the dimensional hole.

As the last shining amber disappeared, Emiya closed the dimensional hole at lightning speed.

The essence of the dimensional hole is a dimensional channel connecting to the star realm, which cannot be broken from the inside!

Having received strong support, Yin also cheered: "Great! The magic network has stabilized!"

The spring didn't dissipate, but it stopped rising. Then, familiar figures began to escape from the spring and teleport to the base of the Mage Tower.

Nayef wiped his forehead, the sweat on it had almost gathered into a column of water.

There are water droplets condensed from steam and cold sweat driven by fear.

Just because he is a great wizard doesn't mean he is not afraid of death.

He breathed out a breath of relief, steadying his somewhat limp body. He raised his arm and said loudly, "Everyone, we previously proposed that the members of Team Emiya join the Council of Elders. Does anyone have any objections now?!"

Twenty-nine Dragon Kingdoms

(DND's myths are generally based on imitations of real-life myths, often with no real backing. The details regarding Abel are vague, and this chapter is filled with personal opinions. It applies only to this book, so don't take any of them seriously.)

Abel is a planet inhabited by dragons.

These huge creatures, whose body length can reach tens of meters when they grow up and even double that when they get old, naturally have a huge need for territory.

However, natural physiological needs have to give way to historical evolution.

The history, or rather, mythology, of the Abel dragons clearly reveals a war between the wild spirits and the gods that nearly tore the universe apart. Even though they are the most perfect and powerful creatures in the world, they remain incredibly vulnerable when facing an enemy of their own equal.

In a sense, wild spirits are quite similar to gods - they both possess innate powers, have completely fluid forms, or in other words, many creatures can be wild spirits.

It’s just that the final form of existence chosen is different.

For example, in one of the most famous parts of the myth, the dragon spirit Asgoras was bewitched by the gods and attempted to abandon his spirit identity and join the gods. His close friend, another dragon spirit, Erek-Hus, was deeply dissatisfied with this and went to his house to stop him. Ultimately, the two dragon gods not only parted on bad terms, but also came to blows.

This internal conflict ended with the demise of Asgeras. From his body, two new dragons were born. These two dragons were born to be hostile to each other, but they united for the only time to avenge their father Asgeras and kill Erech-Hus.

One dragon is platinum all over, and the other has five heads, covered in five colors.

One is called Bahamut and the other is called Tiamat.

Naturally, both dragons chose to become Dragon Gods.

And this is a microcosm of the great battle between the wild spirits and the gods.

The Abeir dragons were loyal to the Wild Spirits and had parted ways with the dragons of Toril countless years ago and were in a feud.

Their theoretical relationship to the dragons of Toril can be compared to that of Bahamut and Tiamat.

These two dragon gods are sworn enemies, but in order to fight the wild spirit, they can join forces.

Therefore, the difference between metallic dragons and five-colored dragons is not important to Abel.

What matters is whether the dragons still follow the Wild Spirit today.

The answer to this question has completely torn Abel apart.

Or rather, it was torn apart shortly after the dragon moved to Abel.

The Wild Spirits suffered heavy losses in the war—they were essentially defeated.

The dragons saw the weakness of the Wild Spirit, and the arrogance engraved in their blood also surfaced -

Elemental creatures can become wild spirits, dragons can breathe, so why can't we become wild spirits?!

Are there any special breeds of wild spirits? Why should they be subordinate to wild spirits and be controlled by others?

The dragon's idea is arrogant, but it cannot be said to be wrong.

——Because the Abel Dragon won.

In present-day Abel, those dragons who declared independence and established their own kingdoms, while those wild spirits who still survived established their own kingdoms with their followers who did not betray them.

Countless nations and powers reign supreme over Abel, but this age-old hatred remains. The dragons who follow the Wild Spirit and those who betray him are roughly divided into two camps, dividing Abel.

However, the bloody battle that swept across Abel was enough to frighten even the ambitious people. Therefore, although the two sides were sworn enemies to each other, for many years, they could only live together under the metallic sky with gnashing teeth.

While the dragons who betrayed the Wild Spirits fought against each other, they also managed to cooperate against the Wild Spirits, forming a loose organization called the Freetia Alliance. Similar to the Lords' Alliance of Faerun, the members of this alliance were effectively nations. However, this alliance only worked against the sacred elements established by the Wild Spirits, and most of the time it existed in name only.

The bad news is that this loose alliance is now active again.

To the south of Abel, there is a vast and wondrous land—it has a very close connection with the Elemental Plane of Air, and its barriers are weak.

Therefore, these lands can float directly in the sky without any support, a full kilometer away from the ground.

The dragons loved this land because only great creatures like dragons could move freely in and out of the floating island without having to share the land, hills, forests and deserts with their slaves.

The bad news is that they liked it too much. Countless wars broke out on this archipelago. After several tugs of war, it finally became the border between the God Slayers and their followers. Both parties have signed a contract not to stay here.

Therefore, when the two sides are about to hold talks, this is a very popular meeting place.

However, at this moment today, the atmosphere here is quite heavy.

Nearly a hundred true dragons of varying colors and shapes now lingered on the floating islands, transforming these otherwise rugged islands into mountainous peaks. The two sides faced each other from afar, each enormous dragon covered in armor and ornaments, wings spread wide, as if ready to tear the other to shreds in an instant.

Lying at the center of the confrontation was an old red dragon, but the edges of its scales were covered with a light frost.

This unusual phenomenon, unthinkable in Toril, was common knowledge among all dragons in Abeir. Dragons possessed a thousand faces, and the differences between dragon species became insignificant under the influence of the elements.

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