Chapter 1883 - 1017: The Goddess and the Great Arcanists’ Divergence (Part 2)

Chapter 1883: Chapter 1017: The Goddess and the Great Arcanists’ Divergence (Part 2)

After that, whether it was the Great Arcanists or Mistra, they tried quite a few methods.

But none of these methods could fundamentally solve the problems of the Magic Net.

Later, Mistra thought of many methods.

Although the Great Arcanists also noticed something was wrong, the control of the Magic Net was ultimately in Mistra’s hands, leaving them helpless.

Later, Mistra suddenly attempted to use the Magic Net to control all mages, intending to forcibly break through the Great Divine Power.

For the Great Arcanists, this was an unexpected occurrence.

So, in desperation, all the Great Arcanists chose to perish together with Mistra.

In the message Daniel left behind, there wasn’t much information about the battle between the Magic Net Goddess and the Great Arcanists at that time.

It might be because Daniel’s emotions were too intense at that time, causing that part to shatter directly.

However, there were many aspects worth learning for Lis.

First, at that time, the Great Arcanists had already detected the intervention of other divine beings, who seemingly wanted to change the Magic Empire.

After all, the then Magic Empire was too powerful, which was intolerable to the Church of the Gods.

Daniel believed that Mistra’s adoption of such extreme measures might have been influenced by other divine beings.

Besides this, Mistra’s utter madness was likely pushed and influenced by some divine beings.

The purpose of those divine beings was very likely the [Magic] divine position.

To prevent the [Magic] divine position from being exploited by those gods again, the Great Arcanists chose to exhaust all their strength to drag Mistra and Orophen Floating City into the Dream World.

However, for Lis now, the most troublesome matter lay ahead.

From Daniel, he understood that even with Daniel’s approval, there’s no way to directly enter the Orophen Floating City.

Because the sealing of Orophen Floating City was the result of the influence of all the Great Arcanists.

At most, Lis could be considered to have passed Daniel’s trial, and the remaining dozens of dream spaces needed Lis to solve.

Realizing this, Lis felt a bit of a headache, yet also a bit excited.

The headache was because a dozen dream spaces meant he had to experience trials from a dozen Great Arcanists.

Although Lis was confident, the time and effort required would be quite significant.

But the point of excitement for Lis lay in this as well.

After all, where else could one have the opportunity to experience the power of a dozen Great Arcanists?

This was also quite a precious chance for Lis.

After all, in the current Gaia World, even including Lis, there were at most four Great Arcanists, just like the four Councilmen of the Pan-Continent Mage Association.

Shaking his head, Lis made up his mind.

Having come here, no matter how troublesome, he had to continue.

Anyway, for now, there should be adequate time.

Lis did not hesitate and directly entered the next dream space.

The chaotic and misty dream fog slowly receded, Lis’s eyes lightly trembled, slowly opening, with his consciousness instantly becoming completely awake.

Everything here carried an extreme sense of reality, with a cool breeze laden with dense magic energy gently brushing his cheek, causing his hair and clothes to flutter softly.

Looking up, an incomparably magnificent, awe-inspiring floating giant city was majestically perched between heaven and earth, quietly suspended in the skies thousands of miles up.

The enormous city had broken free from the shackles of the earth, its entirety glowing with a faint arcane silver light.

Layer upon layer of magical barriers, like thin veils, enveloped the entire city, shielding it from the fierce high-altitude winds, and endowing the Sky City with endless mystery and majesty.

The city’s expanse stretched for thousands of miles, with towering Magic Towers arranged in an unending array, reaching the clouds, their tips aglow with glittering magic crystal stones, weaving into a brilliant energy light net, while ancient and profound magic patterns crept across every inch of this Magic City, exuding a majestic magical aura that instilled reverence at a mere glance.

At this moment, Lis found himself aboard a well-crafted Magic Airship.

The airship was enveloped in a faint glow, smoothly traversing the clouds, heading slowly towards the distant Floating City.

The viewing windows of the airship were open, refreshing high-altitude air constantly pouring in, saturated with pure and rich magic elements, permeating the entire airship.

All around him were filled with youthful magic apprentices, each brimming with vigor.

This group of young apprentices could hardly contain their excitement, gathering around the windows on both sides, some standing on tiptoe straining to look into the distance, others leaning on the window ledge, holding their breath, their clear eyes brimming with longing and awe.

Sounds of admiration and discussion quietly echoed in the airship, their youthful tones filled with longing for the pinnacle magic sanctuary.

Through the fragmented conversations and whispers of the apprentices around him, Lis quickly learned the name of this Floating City.

Eric Floating City!

As his thoughts whirled, Lis rapidly sorted through his current position.

This was the dream space of that Great Arcanist, so the Controller of this Floating City was very likely that Great Arcanist.

The flight of the Magic Airship was extremely smooth, within moments it crossed the layered sea of clouds, slowly approaching the vast Eric Floating City due to the continuous propulsion of rune-powered engines.

As the distance steadily diminished, the details of the Floating City became increasingly clear.

The Floating City dock was engraved with countless magic patterns, with wide aerial corridors intersecting, and numerous small magic boats shuttling in and out of the city in an orderly manner.

The airship slowly proceeded to its designated docking port, accompanied by a slight tremor of energy, and landed steadily.

All the magic apprentices stood up, faces full of anticipation, ready to step into this legendary Magic Holy City.

Unnoticed, Lis blended into the crowd, discreetly seizing the opportunity when everyone’s attention was entirely captivated by the grand scene before them, bustling excitedly forward, quietly turning aside and detaching from the large apprentice group.

He deliberately slowed his pace, avoiding the crowded main thoroughfares, and set foot alone on the quiet alleys of the Floating City, beginning to leisurely explore this ancient magic city suspended in the sky.

The road, paved with bluish-grey magic bricks, was smooth and clean, with each brick embedded with stable magic runes, constantly emitting gentle energy fluctuations.

Throughout the journey, hasty steps of mages could be seen everywhere, from Low-level Junior Mages to Mid-tier Mages with steady auras, and occasionally one could glimpse High-level Mages whose auras were profound, surrounded by intense magic power fluctuations.

Most wore magic robes of varying designs, their expressions focused, steps hurried.

Lis strolled leisurely between the alleys, his eyes slowly scanning everything around him, yet his mind was growing more composed.

Throughout, he remained highly vigilant, his senses extending fully around him, constantly detecting energy changes and spatial fluctuations in his vicinity.

Yet what puzzled him greatly was that since entering this dream space and stepping aboard the Floating City, he hadn’t sensed any hostility, nor encountered any illusion backlash, magic attack, or even the faintest exploratory spatial imprisonment.

As an outsider intruding into a dream space, by common logic, he should trigger the space’s defense mechanism, be repelled or attacked by the dream space.

But now, the entire Floating City was calm and undisturbed, with everything operating according to its inherent trajectory, as if his intrusion had never been noticed, or perhaps the master of this dream scorned confronting him.

This tranquility was far more unfathomable than a fierce attack, concealing unknown risks.

Lis’s gaze deepened, and after a brief thought, he suppressed the impulse to directly explore the core of the Floating City and face the Great Arcanist controller.

An unknown opponent is the most dangerous, and before understanding the foundational rules and realities of this dream space, it would be unwise to provoke recklessly.

Thorough exploration and information gathering were the best options for the present.

After pondering for a moment, he made a decision, looking toward the heart of the Floating City, at the towering, luminously graceful Floating City Central Library.

He harbored a profound curiosity, about the long-lost Netheril Magic Empire buried in the river of history.

It was the peak era of ancient magic civilization, containing countless lost arcane knowledge, ancient magic arts, and civilizational secrets.