More than 4,000 years ago. In the Nexera Empire to the west of Feren, the floating cities of the Grand Arcanists have risen, and the Arcane-powered ships have traveled through the space of Torreel to explore the mysterious expanses of Suren and the Night Sky Sea, marking the golden age of the development of the Arcane civilization of Nesser.

At the same time, the footprints of the ancient empire in the east of Faeron have long been deep into the alien plane, unlike the Nessriel arcanists who are proficient in arcane spelling, the arcane research direction of the Imaska Empire is to create a variety of magic equipment, and the highly industrialized arcane engineering has allowed the empire to have a huge army of thousands of golems, and those who master this skill are called miracle mechanics, and like the arcanists of Nessrael, they are high-ranking existences in the Imaska Empire.

In some similarities with the Arcanists of Nessrael, the Imasca Magicians also had a serious lack of respect for the gods, and this mentality spread even to the rest of the ancient empire, so to speak, the entire human race of the Imaska Empire at that time believed that the power of the magic industry could do everything, and the gods had to stand aside.

They almost did, and with the power of all kinds of magical equipment, they gained the ability to enter and exit the otherworld, and the Wizard Wizard commanded the Golem Legion to be invincible in those worlds, plundering humans from other planes as slaves. However, after the glory is always followed by slump or destruction, the Imaska Empire 4,000 years ago suffered the bitter fruit of its arrogance - the slaves they plundered, the Mulhollanders, summoned the patron saints of their race, and the angry otherworldly gods themselves descended on Faeron, and the ancient empire collapsed.

More than 4,000 years have passed since the collapse of the great civilizations of the past, and the history of the Imaska Empire exists only in a few texts that only a polymath would be interested in.

Now, there is such a 'man', let's call it a human thing, who claims to be a legendary figure in this empire that has been destroyed for more than 4,000 years, and Penny has a bit of a Spartan feeling for a while.

However, he quickly calmed down, there are many ways to make people immortal on Faerun, from the ancient legendary spell 'Eolem Immortality', to the more popular cloning and life-stealing, transforming lich, or the Erlan transformation technology of a secret scientific research organization, and more non-mainstream such as the twelve princes of the Netherworld City, whose lives have existed semi-ghostly for thousands of years.

There are too many such longevity techniques, and in Faerun, a random grandfather on the street may be a monster that has lived for thousands of years.

So it's not impossible that this guy in front of me, who looks like a golem more than a human, can live for more than 4,000 years, and it's not impossible to think about it carefully.

"You don't have to be too surprised. The metallic voice that seemed to perceive Penny continued: "As you can see, my life has lasted in this steel body for 3854 years, nine months, twelve days, eleven hours, seven minutes, and nineteen seconds, oh...... It's twenty-one seconds now, it's good to get used to it, you don't have to get tired or sleep, and there are fewer negative emotions to distract you, which will make the research more efficient. ”

Able to calculate the time of one's life accurate to the second.

This is a crazy person with a special mind.

Penny came to this conclusion almost immediately, and at the same time had no doubt about the man's claimed identity.

You can imagine the extent of this man's obsession with technology, and Penny doesn't think it's necessary for him to lie to him, because his perception senses that the soul in this golem is so deep that it is impossible to detect it.

This kind of undisguised power, even if he is not a strange mechanic, is a high-level spellcaster whose spell-casting ability is stronger than his a few streets. What's more, I don't know how many years I have lived, and if I don't have an eight-or nine-ring spell casting ability, I'm sorry for being alive for a long time.

Thinking of this, Penny felt a little awe and vigilance in his heart: "You mean, this is your territory?"

"Yes, I've been living in this shadow half-plane for as long as I just said. Sagba Pascal spoke in a cacophony voice, and this time Panny heard it clearly, the golem seemed to be constantly equipped with spells such as illusions, so that it was able to make sounds, but one detail in Sagba's words surprised him:

Shadow halfplanes

Penny looked around and saw chaos in the distance, seemingly in the middle of nothingness, which was indeed not what the shadow plane should be.

Although there is only a slight difference between 'shadow half-plane' and 'shadow plane', the meaning is completely different, if the shadow plane is the negative of the main material realm, then the shadow half-plane is the negative of the shadow plane, these weird half-planes are sandwiched in the space-time gap of the shadow plane, weird and difficult to find, Penny was strange earlier that the magic circle in the elder's home was unrecognizable, but he didn't expect that the destination of the magic circle was actually a shadow half-plane.

"Yes, there have been inexplicably more people breaking in lately. The Mechanic said, and Penny felt the featureless creature look at him.

"I'm sorry to have taken the liberty of intruding into your plane. Penny thought for a moment and respectfully apologized.

He wasn't sure what this guy thought, in his mind, this kind of old monster who has lived for thousands of years usually has some problems such as moodiness, especially listening to the tone of this old guy, or living alone for thousands of years, with Penny's experience, if you live alone for more than two years, you will have some mental illness, this strange mechanic has lived alone for so long, what will the surname be like, it's really hard to guess.

For now, it's better to apologize and make a good impression, at least to show that you are not hostile.

"You're a little polite, I just noticed a couple of intruders coming in, and I saw a good show going on here, so I came and saw it myself. The strange mechanic's tone became a little weird: "I didn't expect the intruders to fight with each other." ”

"I'm human, and they're trolls, this ...... Belch...... Obviously, sir, we are not in this group. Penny felt that there was a chicken-and-duck conversation at this moment, and his face became very strange.

"Maybe I'm wrong?" the Mechanic's tone suddenly dawned, but he shook his head instead, "But is there any difference between humans and trolls? ”

Penny Khan, and then his mind was awe-inspiring, and he became more vigilant.

Through this sentence, he judged a fact.

This magician has lost the consciousness he once felt as a human.

If when he first met this strange mechanic, his vigilance was not heavy, because the other party did not show obvious hostility, and now, his vigilance has reached the limit.

The actions and thoughts of this strange mechanic, who has lived for nearly 4,000 years and seems to have completely lost his surname, can no longer be inferred by common sense.

"For the sake of your politeness, I'll treat you. ”

Penny was thinking quickly about how to deal with this guy, but when he saw Sagba Pascal wave, a magic circle appeared on the ground, and Penny's eyes flickered, his body was weightless for a while, and then he regained his vision, and he was already in a corridor.

At the entrance of the corridor, there were three bodies upside down, and if you looked closely, it was the three people who were separated, Arnell, Salifin, and Serra, all three of whom were stiff, and Penny could see that they had all been petrified, and their bodies were temporarily stiffened into stone.

At this time, the strange mechanic Sagba Pascal pointed to Salvifen, who was next to Arnell and raised his hand to make a spell casting pose, and said:

"These intruders are so hateful! This guy who casts spells with blood, when he sees me, doesn't even say hello, and directly releases spells to attack me. ”

"This guy. The Wizard Mechanic pointed to Arnell, who was hunched over and leaned forward with his palms in a posture like a thief: "How dare you sneak in here and try to steal my treasure." ”

Penny glanced at the petrified thief in admiration, but a cold sweat flowed down as his gaze shifted to Serra, who kept his sword raised.

"And this most damned guy has left undeserved traces of damage on my delicate body, she must die!" The magician patted the huge gap in his chest and cried out in real anger, the voice of the illusion was full of anger:

"I'm going to extract their souls as fodder for the next batch of experiments, these two females with the surname **, to be used as a hybrid sample of purgatory, this despicable thief, to be used as bait for the Shadow Hound. ”

Cold sweat fell from the corners of Penny's forehead, he originally wanted to probe the tone of this strange mechanic to see if he could save these people, but now it seems that if he doesn't draw a line with them, I'm afraid he will also become experimental material:

"Excuse me, then...... What can I do for you, Mr. Pascal?"

"Well, the reason why I didn't have the idea of using you as experimental material is indeed because I need to rely on your strength. The Mechanic nodded his bare head and said.

The implication is that Penny almost became an experimental material, this discovery made Penny very happy, secretly relieved, in short, his little life will not be explained here for the time being, as long as he can live, there is hope to deal with this monster.

"I've been preparing an experiment lately, and I just don't need an assistant who knows how to construct science, and I was going to go out and catch a shadow mage, but when I saw you, I didn't feel like I needed to run that far. The Mechanic said.

"Do I have a choice?" Penny asked tentatively.

"You might as well choose to be my lab material. Sagba Pascal's tone was flat, sounding reasonable.

"Understood, I'm willing to help you. Penny felt like he didn't have a choice.

Needless to say, his spells were gone, even if his spell slots were full, would he be able to deal with this old monster?

The only sensible choice is to take one step at a time.

"Okay, come with me, we need some preparation before we can do the experiment......" Sagba said as he walked forward, his metal body stepping onto the hallway floor, making a hollow, clanging sound.

Penny looked out of the window, and the entire shadow half-plane was faintly visible, and it seemed that he was high in the center of the shadow half-plane, most likely the residence of the wizard.

Unlike the Grand Arcanist's Floating City, Imaska's Mechanic's dwelling has a peculiar steampunk style, with steel plates and gears all over the place, giving Penny a sense of dislocation in time and space.

Penny followed the wizard and walked around a corner, and saw a few fresh human corpses lying on the ground, and his heart was a little strange in addition to fear.

"They're the assistants I got last month. ”

Sagba Pascal seemed to notice this, and seemed happy to explain the origin of the corpses: "They are a bunch of fools! The number of four decimal places can be mistaken! Even the most important principle of research is not clear - rigor! rigor!"

At the end, he roared with emotion: "These idiots almost ruined my experiment!"

Penny shuddered.

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