The Platinum is currently resting beside a collapsed pillar, and the scattered pillars have completely turned the once magnificent place into a desolate place.

However, the great power contained in the ruins will not dissipate with time.

This was the kingdom of the former goddess of magic, Mystrel.

"Yes," Yin said frankly, "This was my former kingdom of God. But it's been completely abandoned, and now it's no different from an ordinary ruin. It's just that it was built with great care, so even if I die, this place won't be completely destroyed."

Emiya looked at the dark starry sky.

Even after Yin died, the sky over there was still shining.

"Oh, that's not it. I just hung it up." Yin said immediately after following his gaze and seeing Tianyu.

This guy is using the magic net as a decoration!

At this moment, Emiya finally reacted: "...Sure enough, our goal from the beginning was to come here?"

"Yes," Yin said. "I've told you before, matters related to time are very sensitive. Before you set out, you must be absolutely fully prepared. Otherwise, you'll either make a wasted trip and squander precious opportunities, or never return. Either possibility is extremely fatal. Therefore, there are some things I can only say here."

A bright smile appeared on her face. "Although AO is invincible, he is just a local tyrant. He has no control over the outer planes. He certainly won't care what a group of mortals want to do in the outer planes."

mortal……

Emiya sighed.

Their team is getting further and further away from the definition of ordinary people.

After confirming that Emiya was awake, Yin did not use telepathy, but instead shouted loudly into the distance: "Meta! Emiya is awake!!"

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Their team gathered together again, but they seemed too small in the collapsed temple.

Only then did Emiya realize what a divine world should be like.

Yin's former palace was just a corner of the world - the rest naturally belonged to the souls who once believed in her.

All former followers of Mystril would come here after death - they had to have a place to live.

And, here, there's always something to do.

Naturally, every one of those who believed in Mystril in ancient times was a true follower of magic.

Therefore, in addition to the endless residential areas, there are all kinds of terrain environments and even mines... probably to ensure that the souls who pass away here can find any materials that theoretically exist in the material plane, allowing them to continue their research here.

In this world, everyone has their own paradise.

"They should have achieved a lot of results by now?" Emilia asked, sitting on the remaining stone steps of the palace and looking at the city in the distance.

"Uh... almost nothing." Yin's face looked a little embarrassed for some reason.

Metatron replied bluntly, "She attempted to promote a plan to have the petitioners study the magical network and magic from scratch, allowing these newborns who had abandoned their memories of their past lives to see if they could create an entirely new system. However, the history of this divine kingdom is not as long as you imagine. It only became vibrant a few thousand years ago."

"Ten thousand years ago, this place was barely larger than a village, and its followers weren't numerous," Metatron said. "It's far from easy to derive a completely new system, so the plan didn't take long to fully implement."

"—The history of the elves is far longer than you might expect. In this endless research, at least 60% of petitioners, lacking knowledge, ultimately embarked on a path similar to the elven arcane. Another 20% of petitioners' research results were close to the arcane promoted by Elminster. As for the last few, some refused to start from scratch and did not join this project. The last few suffered a lot in order to forge a new path, but the results were not great, but it is not completely hopeless."

"What happens next?" Sig asked curiously.

For some reason, Yin suddenly started whistling, sat aside, and pretended that everything that happened had nothing to do with her.

"After that?!" Metatron snorted coldly and whistled. The strange pillar with a huge human-shaped depression actually flew over by itself and landed behind everyone.

That huge human figure fits Metatron perfectly.

"Then, it was what you all know," Metatron said calmly. "In order to quickly quell the first large-scale uprising of the Demonic Web, she completely rebooted it, abandoning all her accumulated resources. After all, strictly speaking, what's sitting beside you right now isn't the entire Demonic Web, but its core... If the entire Demonic Web had to be rebooted, the core, as its essence, would naturally cease to exist.

"However, she had been a god for many years and had accumulated an astonishing amount of divine power. Therefore, this reboot was not complete, and much of her remaining power was wrapped up in the fragments of divine power. The largest piece of this power was obtained by Mystra, helping her stabilize the magic network after her rapid ascension to godhood."

At this moment, the others couldn't help but look at Yin.

They had a common question, but they didn't know if they could ask it.

——If Gin has been formatted and restarted at this time, who is this girl sitting next to them?

"I'm not a traditional human." Yin really didn't seem to care about this. "I can say I've been dead for thousands of years, or I can say I've never been dead. It doesn't matter!"

"This is very important." Metatron snorted coldly. "When she attempted suicide, I tried to stop her—or more accurately, I was planning to kill Karsus before she did. Then, the gate to this divine kingdom was sealed, and no matter how I tried to teleport, I kept spinning in circles. I tried to force my way through, but she struck back. My armor shattered, my weapons broke, my bones snapped, and even my strength was drained away. I was embedded in the pillar for three days and three nights. I watched helplessly as everything unfolded. By the time I had finally gathered enough strength to heal myself and barely jumped off the pillar, Karsus's spell was complete.

"The kingdom of God was in turmoil, the palace collapsed, it was like the end of the world. Before I could react, the once powerful goddess of magic vanished before me. I was forced to accept reality. Knowing that everything was irreversible, I could only go to the residential area and let the petitioners leave this impending kingdom of God. At this time, Mystra, who had just ascended to godhood, also arrived and left with the former petitioners. I declined her invitation and quickly moved to Celestial Mountain, where I rarely left.

"You all know what happened after that." Metatron snorted. "Now, what exactly do you want us to do here? I can't remember what happened ten thousand years ago."

"It's right that you can't remember." Yin said, "Because I deliberately blurred your memory ten thousand years ago."

"Huh?! What the hell did they do ten thousand years ago?"

Yin coughed lightly, "That's all trivial... Come, Emiya, take it. Before you go to Ten Thousand Years this time, you must collect all the items on it."

Emiya took the nine notes from Yin's hand.

[The stone maw of a golden dragon, placed in a mixture of tarrasque blood and hydra bile.]

[A brass dragon's tongue, with the tip of the tongue pierced with the tail feathers of Fayala, and the tail of the tongue pierced with the wing feathers of a Seraphim from Olympia or Joseph's Garden.]

[A piece of blue dragon's brain, washed clean with the water of the River Styx, and then wrapped in the heart of a Hellfire.]

Emilia couldn't read any further after reading only three of them.

If all nine pieces of paper were of this specification, then their trip ten thousand years ago would not have been a trip at all, it would have been a life-or-death struggle!

He even guessed what level of spell these nine pieces of paper contained.

Yin laughed. "If you want to move before ten thousand years, you must first get my... her consent. There are so many people fawning over her. If I don't show some ruthlessness, how can she show any mercy?"

Metatron snorted, "Are you so sure it will work?"

Yin replied, "We already know she'll fall for it."

Seven Time Rules

The nine notes were not a secret and were quickly circulated among the entire team.

Then, the atmosphere in the team became a little heavy.

The stone maw of a golden dragon needs to be filled with a mixture of tarrasque blood and hydra bile.

The tongue of a brass dragon should have the tail feathers of the golden rooster Phayara at the tip and the wing feathers of the Seraphim from Olympia or Joseph's Garden at the tail.

A piece of blue dragon's brain must first be washed with the water of the River Styx and then wrapped in the heart of a hellish demon.

The fragments of the three liches' life boxes must be stuffed into the ashes of corpse demons and dragon bones, kneaded with the tears of ghost dragons, and then re-melted into a pottery bottle with the soil of the hazy realm.

A recovering vampire and its coffin, into which the essence of a water elemental elder and a liter of holy water are poured, and then nailed with a sun-flame sword.

A Balor Flame Whip, but with the flames completely sealed off by a red dragon's windpipe, and a Baatezu pact strung through the whip's handle that has yet to be signed.

A young branch of the World Tree, soaked in Nidhogg's venom and frozen in time.

A scripture, the text of which must be written with diamonds, rubies and sapphires, fumigated with incense for five days, and then pierced with the holy sword of a paladin.

Finally, a scroll of mass hold monster was inscribed on the Elder Eye's hide, using the contents of a salt pond soaked in the corpse of a mind flayer elder as ink.

"...Outrageous." Even Sig, who had the least knowledge, could already tell what kind of monsters and demons were written on these nine notes.

Most of the content carries great risks.

Even if there is nothing in it that requires slaying gods and demons... in terms of upper limit of intensity, it is actually not as strong as the struggles they have experienced.

But there is no weak hand.

In other words, they may not be that strong, but they are all fierce - it is entirely possible that their team will lose members in the process of gathering materials.

Even more unethical, these targets weren't usually lone guerrillas. Enemies of this rank rarely continued to fight alone. For example, if they wanted to kill a Pit Fiend or Balor and extract something from their bodies... that meant they'd probably have to defeat all of his minions first, then capture the demons alive.

If they were to collect all these materials, they would be half dead.

But the most noteworthy issue is still that one.

What kind of spell is this that requires such outrageous casting materials?

It must have unique destructive power, capable of causing consequences that are enough to be recorded in history, or even directly rewrite history.

Even those who are more familiar with the history of arcane already know which spell this material is used to cast.

Sig's eyes moved between Emiya and Mars's faces, and he immediately asked in his heart: [What on earth does Miss Yin want to do? ]

Emya didn't respond, but Mars spoke up: "If nothing unexpected happens, this spell is likely the only twelve-level spell in Faerun's history, cast only once, the required ingredients for Karsus's Avatar. Theoretically, all the information for this spell has been lost or deliberately destroyed. Currently, the only known ingredients include the stone maw of a golden dragon, which needs to be placed in a mixture of tarrasque blood and hydra bile."

However, no matter how much the information is prohibited from being circulated to future generations, what can be done to prevent the person involved from being resurrected?

Anyone, even God, could be unaware of the information about Karsus' incarnation technique, except Yin.

She had already admitted that she had known about the existence of Karthus's Avatar for a long time, and she probably even personally monitored the entire process of Karthus from preparation to completion of the casting - she might know more about this spell than Karthus himself.

The question is, what is the use of this spell material.

Sig's brain started working quickly, and then he came to a conclusion.

She burst into tears and ran to Yin and held her hand: "Yin, I want to ask you a few questions. Please answer me truthfully."

"explain."

"How long will it take us to enter the space-time portal?"

"That's uncertain. The only certainty is that for those who haven't entered the space-time gate, this is just a moment. You'll be separated in an instant, but for you, it might be months. The only one who can bring you back is me on the other side. I can guarantee that she won't let you die at that point in time and will definitely let you come back." At this point, Yin shook his head. "To be precise, the Time Keeper over there will find any reason, whether reasonable or unreasonable, to send you back at any time. You just need to do everything you can to make her agree to let you stay."

Just like the story in One Thousand and One Nights, you need to make her curious before she agrees to keep you.

"Then...will we be able to meet again in the future?"

"...Well..." Yin sighed, "We can still meet again if we want. It's just that it probably won't be easy to spend every day together."

Sig took a deep breath, his voice choked up, "...Miss Yin, there's no need for this."

At this time, Yin's attitude was very firm: "No, this is very important, we must do it."

"Think about the time we've spent together... well, it wasn't long. But you can not care about us, but at least you should care about Emiya's feelings."

Yin tilted his head to the side and whispered, "...I have to do this because I care about him."

"There's no need! There must be another way!" Sig's tears dripped onto his hands. "What should I do if we can never see each other again?"

"As long as it's not the worst possible outcome, we'll be able to see each other again as long as we want." Yin was also a little at a loss at the moment. Obviously, he didn't expect Xige's reaction to be so intense, so he could only speak in a gentle voice.

"That's not goodbye!" Sig nearly burst into tears. "You're not a mortal. How can we reunite with you under those circumstances...?"

"Xige," Yin sighed. "There's no such thing as risk-free in this world. The greedier you are, the more likely you are to lose everything. You're the most likely to make this mistake in this team, so be careful."

Xige cried even harder: "Miss Yin, I don't want you to disappear!"

Silver, who was almost in tears after being beaten by Sig's combo, suddenly fell silent: "Why did I disappear?"

"Huh?" Sig tilted his head. "Aren't you planning on giving these spell materials to Karsus?"

Then, the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

For the first time, Yin's hands trembled slightly. She raised her finger to Emiya and hooked it: "Emiya, give me an intelligence headband."

Trembling all over, Miss Yin took the headband that held the intelligence in place and slammed it firmly on Sig's head. After a moment of silence, she said to the side, "Meta! Come and help me tie a few knots! Sig, that idiot, will have to live with the intelligence headband for the rest of his life!"

"I'm delivering spell materials to Karsus?! What a joke! If you go there with that in mind, even if that time really comes, you'll be caught by me immediately and kicked back or even killed!

"And why would I give someone spell materials to kill myself? Do I look like an idiot?!

"I should have stressed more than once that this is a very dangerous time and we must be extremely cautious. And yet you actually think I'll let you deliver supplies to those who have gone over there?!"

Seeing this scene, Mars unconsciously took a step back and scratched his neck guiltily.

"I really want to keep it a secret to make this process more interesting, but now I dare not hide it." Yin was furious: "To prevent you from having wild thoughts and dying ten thousand years ago, I'd better tell you - this is indeed the material for Karsus's Avatar, but it's for my own use!

"It will be used in the ascension ceremony of the Omniscient One three months later!"

She used her hand as a knife and banged on Sig's head. "I don't know what's going on in your heads! But before you leave, forget it all! Forget it! If you go back to the past with such thoughts, you'll die instantly!"

"Remember this principle clearly: information and matter must be absolutely one-way. That is, past lives can give you gifts and share information with you. But the reverse is absolutely! Absolutely! Forbidden! You cannot pass any matter or information from the future to the past. This is an iron rule that cannot be violated!"

"...In that case." Emilia hesitated, "How are we going to collect the items during that time?"

"I told you that you could bring it back at that point in time. Hunting, killing, and counterattacks are gray areas, and there's room for negotiation. The red line is from the future to the past."

"Wait a minute." Emiya suddenly realized a problem. "If we can't transmit matter and information to the past, how can we communicate with you?"

"Ah, I should have said that at the beginning," Yin said with a grin, "The Supervisor of Time is exempt from the aforementioned iron rule. Those treasures and spells can be given to her and Meta."

"A guy who stole from his employer!" Emilia snorted.

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