Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 59 (First Order) The Silent Mage Society
After returning, Lao Luoan reported to Nemesis. The real dragon expressed great satisfaction with the ruthless style of the dark elves.

"Very good, Lao Luoan, you did a good job."

The "trophy" that Lao Luoan brought back to the small dark room made Nemesis feel very happy.

In the living room, a huge dragon is hidden in the shadows, and he will reward his followers.

The sharp force field cut through the dragon's chest, and large streams of blood spurted out. Lao Luoan was bathed in the dragon's blood, and the burning pain made him scream.

"Accept this power, Lao Luoan, and become stronger." Nemesis' voice was floating in the distance, and Lao Luoan could no longer hear what the other party was saying.

Nemesis loosened his nails that were digging into the wound, and the wound that was constantly oozing blood immediately healed within a few seconds.

He looked dizzily at the drow lying on the ground, feeling a little depressed, which was why he didn't like bestowing dragon blood.

An astonishing amount of blood has dyed the entire living room floor red. If someone doesn't know, they might think they have come to some cult sacrificial ceremony.

Even as his body grew, the ritual of bestowing dragon blood still made him feel painful.

Because the symbolic significance of the ritual is greater than its practical significance, no matter how much blood a creature has, in order to make it have dragon veins, it is necessary to give it an equal amount of blood in proportion to its body.

After summoning a few "invisible servants" to clean the living room, Nemesis fell into a deep sleep.

He needs to attend a more important occasion tomorrow.
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On the second night, a full moon rose in the sky.

This is the full moon night of every month. No matter where the sun rises or sets, no matter the seasons change, the fifteenth of every month is the time for Selune to spread moonlight.

Under the full moon, the magic in the magic network will be more active than usual, and many monsters will go berserk that night.

At the same time, this is also an auspicious day for most wizards in Faerun to arrange rituals.

"This is it." Maro said with a smile.

Nemesis saw the dilapidated wooden house in front of him, then glanced at Maro beside him, feeling a little skeptical.

Is the wizard of Degen City so destitute?

After learning that Maro was a member of the Order of Silent Mages, a secret mage organization in Degen City, Nemesis asked him to recommend him to join the organization.

But after seeing this dilapidated wooden house, Nemesis was a little disappointed.

Maro explained, "The usual meeting place of the Mages' Association is located under this wooden house. I'll take you inside and you'll see."

The two walked into the cabin, and Nemesis immediately noticed a magical light shining in the center of the cabin's floor.

That was an illusion created by magic.

Nemesis used the third-ring prophecy spell [Mystic Eye] to see through the illusion and found that the floor of the entire wooden house was a movable floor door.

It obviously leads to the meeting place mentioned by Maro.

Marro made a gesture and the floor opened instantly, revealing a long and narrow passage underneath.

Every ten meters in the passage, there is a burning torch, emitting magical light.

"It's the [Eternal Bright Flame]."

The second-level spell of the Transmutation system can create a torch that never goes out. It is the best way for low-level wizards to earn gold coins.

The two of them quickly reached the end of the passage, where a huge empty hall appeared before them. At the end of the hall, there was a five-meter-tall female statue.

That is the statue of Shar, the goddess of darkness.

Seven mages in black robes were already standing in the center of the hall, looking at Maro and Nemesis with scrutiny.

A man in a black robe walked over. He took off his hood, revealing his long platinum hair flowing down. Emerald-like eyes adorned his handsome face.

"Welcome to the Silent Mages, new partner, I am Losrien." The man made a strange gesture to welcome him.

Nemesis recognized that it was the elves' customary greeting etiquette, and the other party's pointed ears also betrayed his identity.

A half-elf wizard.

"Hello, I'm Nemesis."

The boy's immature appearance did not make Loslien look down on him. Even though Maro did not mention it, his half-elf blood gave him an intuition that was sensitive to the arcane. The silver-haired boy contained an arcane power that should not be underestimated.

The experienced Loslien squinted his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him. No, it should not be called a boy. Another guess came into his mind.

A trace of vigilance flashed in the half-elf's eyes. This unknown intruder might very well affect his current position in the Mage Assembly. He had to find a way to deal with this guy.

Nemesis relaxed at this time. Through the reconnaissance of mental power, he found that the highest-level mage present was Losrien in front of him - an eighth-level mage.

As for the other party's little tricks in his mind, he could see them all clearly and found them a little ridiculous. A Mage Guild organized by a group of middle and low-level mages might be quite mysterious to mortals and even have a very high power status in Degen City, but to the Volume Dragon it was like a child playing house.

Just as Maro had told him, the Order was leaderless, its most powerful members long gone.

The former initiator of the Mage Gathering, an 11th-level shadow mage who believed in Shar, mysteriously disappeared during the green dragon's attack on Degen City.

It has not returned to this day.

Many members speculated that the other party might have encountered the old green dragon by chance and died tragically in the dragon's belly.

After all, a level 11 shadow mage is too powerless against an old green dragon.

When Maro told him the news, Nemesis was quite surprised, because shadow mages were extremely rare on the ground.

Unlike ordinary mages, the power of shadow mages comes from an existence called [Shadow Magic Web].

[Shadow Magic Net] is a crude imitation of the magic net made by the Goddess of Darkness. In the bloodline inheritance of the scroll dragon, almost no one has heard of the existence of this magic net except in the crystal wall system of [Kingdom Sky] where the planet Toril is located.

After praying for Shar's mercy, shadow mages will gain the ability to access the [Shadow Magic Web] and cast the so-called [Shadow Spell].

Most of the [Shadow Spells] in the [Shadow Magic Web] are copied from normal spells in the magic web and then modified.

For example, [Magic Missile] becomes [Shadow Missile], and [Fireball] becomes [Shadow Fireball].

Obviously, the Shadow Magic Net is a replica of a magic net of not very high level, so there are not many people using it.

The vast majority are gathered in the Underdark.

Due to Shar's evil reputation, all shadow mages were hated by everyone. Therefore, before the disappearance of the initiator, the Silent Mages had always been an underground mage organization that had not reported to the official authorities.

Even during the years when he was missing, the wizards were accustomed to gathering here secretly on the full moon night of every fifteenth day of the month.

Nemesis walked in front of the crowd, and his young appearance aroused many people's doubts.

"He looks like a little kid,"

"Since when did the Silent Mage become a nursery?"

"I'm curious about this kid's spellcaster level."

Amidst the many questioning voices, a seductive female voice sounded, looking at the boy and asking.

Nemesis raised his eyebrows, and a spiritual force rushed into his mind, but was firmly blocked by the power of the mind.

He looked at the source of this power, a plump and hot female mage, who released [Charm Human] silently.

A powerful 7th level enchantment mage.

Nemesis responded to this temptation.

The yellow vertical pupils flashed, and the power of the mind instantly snatched away the sorceress's thoughts and tamed her into a slave.

The female mage stood there silently without any movement, but Nemesis frowned.

The cost of controlling the spellcaster was far greater than he had imagined.

I don’t know if it’s because the other party is an enchanter, but this female mage actually occupied two-thirds of his remaining mental power.

You have to know that he is now tightly controlling fifty level six shadow swords and one Colette. He still has half of his free mental power to use for control.

A seventh-level enchanter is almost equivalent to thirty sixth-level shadow swords.

(End of this chapter)