The ghost prince Brenas Tanshul watched an owl escape from the hunting and quietly swooped down against the night sky shrouded in the darkness of the ghost city.

A mouse that was coming out of the hole for food noticed the danger, but it was too late in the moment of lightning.

As the raptor's claws pierced its pocket body, the rodent squeaked in pain for the last time.

Although the result of death is very fast, the process is undoubtedly difficult.

"Beautiful job, little hunter."

Brenas sat alone on a bench beside the clear pool and nodded satisfied to the eating owl.

The fatal blow to the prey is always unexpected. Over the past years, Brenas has refined this experience, and so are the rest of the arcane masters in the Ghost City.

Then, he turned his eyes again to the manuscript placed between his knees.

This is the broken manuscript he obtained recently. Through the secret method and the history of Naserel, he carefully verified it and obtained an important piece of information.

This is a set of records written by the great arcane Opus, who lived in the ancient Naseril Empire and founded the Azuma Floating City, which was once the academic center of Naseril.

Although the contents of this broken manuscript are disorderly and nonsense, these things can be said to be nonsense compared to any other note.

But Brenas thought the record was valuable, and unexpectedly discovered that it recorded that in the last few days of the year of the Broken Magic Net, the great arcane Opus had shown a color-resistant scroll that recorded the knowledge of the construction.

It is said that in the library of Silver Moon City, a magic book left by the great arcane Opus during his lifetime is also stored.

If he finds this book, he can confirm the crash location of the floating city Azuma through tracking or prophecy.

In this way, you can find this color-resistant scroll.

Silver Moon City?

Brenas regressed when he mentioned this name.

Because with his strength, it is impossible to forcefully enter this city.

Besides, this is just a legend, and no one can guarantee that the information recorded by the Great Arcane in the library of Silver Moon City will be able to be stored until now.

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"Pain is real, but false pain is also easy to texture."

——The last record of the great arcane Opus

Real pain...

For some reason, when I saw these words, Brenas, a file scholar who had been searching for secrets and rumors of divine power for a long time, felt an inexplicable heartache.

He is a file scholar who explores the profound origins of the legend of divine power from adventure and archaeology.

But whenever he finds clues about the fallen floating city ruins, this inexplicable heartache will arise.

It always makes him involuntarily recall the history of the year of the Broken Magic Web.

After a sigh, the ghost prince stood up from the bench and looked at everything in the floating city in admiration.

He heard the chanting and praying of the pastors of the Lost Lady Shar, and the laughter and noise of children playing outside the high walls.

There was a moment.

He wished he could play barefoot with them outside, panting in tattered clothes, without a past or a future.

Once upon a time, the ground of the floating city of Sultansa was still a place where mountains and mausoleums were crisscrossed, flowers bloomed in plains, and deep rivers surging.

There are huge black towers towering among the magnificent gray and blue peaks, and cities with distinct flags floating in the clouds.

Later scholars called it the "greatest kingdom in human history" or the "arcane empire"!

Over the past decades, the territory of the empire has become a desert filled with wild sand.

Today, most casters in the City of Ghosts call it 'our land'.

This name is like a prayer, as if it can be realized as long as it is spoken by words.

"That is the land inherited by our Naserel Empire. Although it was destroyed by the conspiracy of Ferin Mokui, it will always belong to us and no one can take it away."

Brenas recalled the history introduced by the mentors in the Arcane Academy to the students, and involuntarily cursed himself.

As someone who once witnessed the destruction of the empire with his own eyes, he knew the truth of the entire incident.

During the period of the Naserel Empire, his father, the Supreme King Terramante, after long-term research, allowed arcaneists to gain a certain understanding of a new magical origin that did not originate from the magic net, and began to contact it.

Its origin is an unsolved puzzle, and the arcanes call it: Shadow Magic Net.

At that time, no arcane in the Ghost City fully understood the ins and outs of this substitutable magic source. They only knew that it drew unpredictable energy from the shadow plane.

In order to obtain these energy more widely and to promote the research of Shadow Magic Network, the Supreme King moved the floating city to the border between the material world and the shadow plane, and was located between the morning light and the twilight.

During that period, the floating city, which was continuously suppressed by gray tones, had not seen the clear sunshine of the material world for several years.

Living in the darkness has not caused much inconvenience to Brenas. He only regards this as a small price. After all, they have gained their uniqueness in the field of magic.

Of course, Aidona's idea was the opposite.

His lover hated the darkness of the city, and if it weren't for Brenas, she would have abandoned it long ago.

She seized every opportunity to beg him to use magic, teleporting them to the great plains below which were soaked in the sun.

There, she was free to run and play among the rolling green waves and purple flowers.

When he thought of her long hair shining in the sunlight, he couldn't help but smile...

Without a pre-warning, the once familiar magic net was suddenly erased from all traces.

Brenas still remembers that scene deeply.

Empty occupied his body.

Although he still felt the existence of the Shadow Magic Net in vain, the disappearance of the Magic Net-its original owner-teared it tore half of its essence apart.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! That morning, the spell prepared by Brenas disappeared from his memory and was completely erased.

He opened his mouth and screamed, but he only let out a difficult breath. His ears buzzed and his eyes sucked, as if there was a piece of red charcoal inside.

He knelt on his head and knelt on the ground, trying to pull it off his neck to stop the death-induced pain and fill in the void brought by forgetting.

The secondary trick of maintaining the ecology in his yard was immediately paralyzed after a few bangs. The gorgeous dripping fountain ended the perpetual gushing under the support of magic.

He worked hard to make red and green gemstone flying dragons carefully made for Aidona, and also planted them into the lawn, and the artificial light source that illuminated the pasture suddenly became dim.

In one thought.

He found that all the magic that relies on the material world and the magic net were invalid.

To put it more clearly, except for the magic effect triggered by the Shadow Magic Net in the experiment, the rest of the magic spells in the ghost city are collapsing.

How could this happen? He wanted to shout, but he could only whimper.

At her feet, the mountain at the site of the Yinhun City began to collapse, and Brenas's stomach was shaken and the afternoon tea was not in her throat.

He swallowed it back, and during this time he tasted a bit of bile.

Birds of all kinds of feathers rushed out of the treetops, and the ferns in his yard flew around in pieces. The voles discarded the sinking ship of the Yinhun City to save their lives and escape.

Exclamations and screams resounded throughout the city, and even in the secluded courtyard of Brenas, it could be heard sincerely. It sounded that screams had become the only melody in the city.

The ghost city is almost over...

Brenas was seized by pain and fear, and was quietly waiting to end their final blow.

After a few minutes of heart-wrenching palpitations, the collapse of Yinhun City gradually became slower, and finally stopped completely.

Brenas felt nervous again, but he was still panicked and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Shadow magic!

The disappearance of the magic net did not affect the operation of the magic net. His father saved the ghost city from the doom of crashing.

When he realized this, Brenas's spirit even peeked at the other floating cities of Neserel, falling to the surface with the failure of the floating magic.

Their doomsday disaster will occur under the shining sunlight, and the remnant life of the Yinhun City will come in endless dimness.

Success is the magic net, failure is the magic net.

The rest of the Aerial City, witnessed by the great power of the Arcanist of Naserier, was in the end just a bone-burying hill for millions of creatures.

The city began its second round of settlement, and this time the speed slowed down, and Brenas's satisfaction suddenly disappeared.

Obviously, Shadow Magic Network itself is not enough to support the entire city.

Brenas speculated at the time that the Supreme Palace had been constantly connecting enough shadow magic to maintain the floating state of the Ghost City.

Brenas stopped his frustration. If he could do it, he would have joined them long ago, thrown away the spider web above his head, bear the loss of losing the magic web, and use his considerable magic skills to help them.

But when the magic net collapsed, his teleportation spell was also forgotten, and it took half an hour to cross the city with his feet.

When you get there, life or death will be a sure thing.

The city is still sinking, and its speed is gradually increasing, and it may have dropped by a thousand feet.

Everything will end. When it hits the ground, no one can escape. Even if the disaster fails, people will die in subsequent sudden disasters.

The surface of the top of the half-side of the Yinhun City is uneven, so even if you try to slow down the sinking speed, it is impossible to land smoothly: the city will tilt greatly, and countless people will be killed by collapsed buildings and walls.

Brenas was eager to see Aidona.
To be continued...